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Swish!

Lin Zixiao's silhouette instantly transformed into a remnant shadow, dodging the Heaven-Devouring Rat's deadly strike.

"Huh?!"

"What kind of body technique is this?"

"You managed to evade this grandmaster's attack."

The Heaven-Devouring Rat's figure appeared in the air, looking at the direction where Lin Zixiao escaped, exclaiming in surprise.

A trace of pain flashed across Lin Zixiao's stern face, evidently the Heaven-Devouring Rat's ambush almost took his life.

But he reacted.

No way!

How can this Spirit Pet speak human words?

"Tier Three Demon King?"

Thinking of this, Lin Zixiao glanced at Qin Ming, beginning to feel a deep sense of caution.

However, as a demonic hero.

Even though Lin Zixiao was at a disadvantage, he didn't show any signs of fear or panic.

He quickly took out a pill and ingested it, then performed a hand seal, casting magic to stop the wound on his abdomen.

A surge of demonic qi burst out, and the place pierced by the Heaven-Devouring Rat's black earth spike began to restore at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Afterward, Lin Zixiao took out an Array Chess, waved his hand, and the surrounding black light curtain began to change, enclosing Qin Ming and the Heaven-Devouring Rat.

"Hmph! A trivial skill!"

The Heaven-Devouring Rat watched and opened its mouth to spit out a pitch-black brilliance, which landed on the light screen of the Array.

Sizzle!

The trapping array Lin Zixiao had cast crumbled instantly before the Heaven-Devouring Rat's Bloodline Talent Divine Technique.

"Cough! Fellow Daoist Qin truly has good skills."

Lin Zixiao, looking disheveled, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

This was one of the rare times since his cultivation journey that he had been driven into such dire straits.

"Heh, back in the day, Fellow Daoist Lin also pursued me relentlessly; it's just a role reversal now."

Qin Ming sneered, secretly communicating with the Heaven-Devouring Rat to plan to take him down.

Swish!

The Heaven-Devouring Rat's figure disappeared again, slipping into the void.

Upon seeing this, Lin Zixiao felt a chill in his heart, knowing that the Mouse Demon was about to launch another indefensible attack.

Even someone as strong as him couldn't completely lock onto the Mouse Demon's position.

It seemed to vanish into thin air.

In an instant.

Lin Zixiao suddenly grinned, his gaze calmly fixed on Qin Ming.

Brush!

The Heaven-Devouring Rat's enigmatic figure appeared again within a ten-foot range beside Lin Zixiao.

Just as the Heaven-Devouring Rat was about to succeed.

Boom!

A fierce black gale suddenly arose around Lin Zixiao, forming a black sphere that enveloped him entirely.

The Heaven-Devouring Rat was suddenly jolted away by this unexpected strike.

It retreated tens of yards before stabilizing its posture, shaking off the dust on its gray fur, seemingly unharmed.

Instead, it looked puzzled at the direction of the black sphere.

And Lin Zixiao seemed to be performing some kind of Demonic Secret Technique.

"This human kid indeed has some skill; his talent and fortune are only slightly inferior to the master."

"Damn it, if this grandmaster were in peak condition, there wouldn't be this much trouble."

"I could crush him to death with just a fart."

Qin Ming also paused in the air, witnessing such an eerie scene, he immediately released Divine Thought equivalent to early-stage Golden Core, probing into the inside of the black sphere.

However, as soon as his Divine Thought touched the black sphere, it was bounced back, causing Qin Ming's eyes to narrow, his pupils reflecting wave-like patterns, casting the Eye of Destruction, his Divine Thought instantly penetrated inside.

Inside the black sphere.

Lin Zixiao, with a gloomy expression, spoke to the air, "Old guy, if you don't act today, I might fall to Fellow Daoist Qin's hands."

"Hehehe!"

"You've finally come around, haven't you!"

"But in my current weak state, the strength I can exert is less than one ten-thousandth of what I had back then."

"It's normal that you can't compete with that brat."

"He also has two more Tier Two Late Stage Spirit Pets with extraordinary bloodlines waiting in the wings, likely waiting for their chance."

A hoarse, domineering voice resounded within Lin Zixiao's body.

"What?!"

"There are actually two more Tier Two Late Stage Great Demons!"

"Fellow Daoist Qin... undoubtedly has something suspicious."

Always calm and composed Lin Zixiao, was taken aback upon hearing this.

"The Cultivation Realm is vast, with countless encounters and opportunities."

"That boy had some fortuitous encounters, it's nothing strange."

"Haven't you encountered me as well?"

"But... what surprises me the most is that the Fellow Daoist Qin you speak of actually mastered the Demonic Race's 'Celestial Demon Refining Form Strategy'. If the Great Saints of the Demon Race were to know this, they wouldn't slaughter the entire Human Race, now that would be a surprise! Kekekeke!"

"I haven't appeared in the world for thousands of years, and I never expected to meet such an interesting little fellow."

When Lin Zixiao heard about the supreme Cultivation Technique of the Demonic Race, 'Celestial Demon Refining Form Strategy', his face became uncertain and unsettled.

"From my observation, that boy's Qi Blood Power has reached the Transformation Realm, and I suspect that the third transformation of the 'Celestial Demon Refining Form Strategy' is about to reach Great Success."

"With your current strength, you are no match for him."

"Soon, I will take control of your body to seize the opportunity to escape."

"You consumed that Five Elements Primordial Spirit Peach, which can restore some of my negligible power."

"When you have cultivated the Demon Technique I've passed to you to Great Success, it won't be too late to settle scores with him."

Lin Zixiao seemed dubious of the other party's words, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Old fellow, you'd better not play any tricks!"

"Kekekeke, now we're like grasshoppers on the same rope, sharing glory and loss together."

"Rest assured and hand your body over..."

Outside the black sphere.

Qin Ming had heard all that was happening inside.

He was suddenly shocked and said:

'Damn! A cheat!'

'An old grandpa living inside his body?'

Qin Ming's face turned slightly gloomy, not expecting that Lin Zixiao's fortuitous encounters were no small matter either, with a powerful Spirit Body parasitizing within him.

Moreover, judging by the tone of the owner of that old voice, it seemed to have quite a background.

'I reckon it's some millennia-old Demon... this is not looking good!'

'Indeed, to reach the stature of a demonic overlord, Lin Zixiao's fortune and destiny are anything but ordinary.'

'I just don't know if the Spirit Body parasitizing him was encountered in the Yunze Wilderness Ruins or if it existed prior...'

'Fortunately, the Spirit Body is weak and seems to need a rather long time to recover.'

'Lin Zixiao coming to the Inch Mountain Market was probably to seek Spiritual Objects to restore the Soul Body within him.'

Qin Ming was startled but breathed a sigh of relief.

'Really gave me quite a scare...'

'Thank goodness... thank goodness...'

Qin Ming immediately sent a transmission to the Heaven-Devouring Rat:

"Retreat quickly! Be cautious of any change!"

The Heaven-Devouring Rat had initially intended to use its Lifebound Bloodline Divine Technique against the black sphere, but upon hearing Qin Ming's summons, it retreated back to his side without hesitation.

At this moment.

Bang!

The black gang wind stopped, and the central black sphere exploded.

From within emerged Lin Zixiao, his whole being exuding Demonic Qi, with an evil grin etched on his face, his gaze landing on Qin Ming.

Then, he formed a peculiar hand seal.

His body wriggled as black scales spread across, claws grew from his hands, and black curved horns protruded from his head.

His eyes transformed entirely into a crimson hue, and his figure began to swell, with his Demon Body growing to over ten zhang tall.

A pair of black fleshy wings sprouted from the Demon's back as a boundless demonic might descended abruptly.

Qin Ming stared at the other, his heart filled with vigilance.

Yet——

Lin Zixiao's transformed Demon seemed entirely uninterested in continuing the battle with Qin Ming.

The Demon leaped into the air, a gang wind howling, disappearing in an instant, reaching for the Cyan Luo Demon Fire.

"Return? Dream on."

Qin Ming's gaze was sharp, with all his True Qi Blood Spirit erupting!

Roar!

The silhouette of a four-armed Blood-colored Demon Ape, towering over twenty zhang, standing tall and imposing, completely overshadowed the Demon form of Lin Zixiao.

Crackle!

The Demon Ape, clad in treasure armor, raised its four fists, leaping equally high, and its colossal blood-colored fist shadow hurtled toward Lin Zixiao like a meteor.

The Demon's black claws were just about to reach the Cyan Luo Demon Fire entwined by the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame.

Then Qin Ming's destructive fist shadow appeared before his eyes, forcing him to forsake the Demonic Fire and throw a punch at the blood-colored Demon Ape instead.

Boom!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The resounding collision shook heaven and earth.

The Blood-colored Demon Ape, with its four arms alternating blows, brutally shattered the Demon form's arm.

Seeing he was no match for Qin Ming, the Demon reluctantly glanced at the Cyan Luo Demon Fire, then decisively employed a Secret Technique, transforming into a black silhouette and vanishing instantly from this space.

Qin Ming swept his Divine Thought, discovering the other had escaped fifty miles away.

He cast a glance at the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame devouring the Cyan Luo Demon Fire nearby, pondered briefly, and narrowing his eyes, he thought, "Forget it, the Demon is quite tricky, and continuing pursuit might not lead to a complete kill."

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