Martial Master

In the Northern Sky Domain, outside the Black Death Swamp of the Hundred Dynasties, there lay a desolate mountain range.

Within the mountains, there was an unusual calmness, yet it was rarely visited by people. Many top-level blood beasts did not dare to approach this place even a little.

This was the battleground where the experts from the Heavenly Realm fought against the Demon Tribe. Although more than two years had passed, a trace of that aura still lingered, and for over two years, no blood beast had dared to venture into this area.

Boom! At that moment, the desolate mountain range suddenly emitted a violent rumble. A massive crack opened up in the mountains, transforming into a deep abyss that seemed to lead to the endless depths below. Within that depth, boundless demonic energy surged like flames, burning and rising.

"How long has it been?

How long have I slept?

What is this power?

Why do I feel a strong calling, such rich demonic energy, where is that place?"

Boom! Within the abyss below, endless black demon flames erupted, and a blood beast engulfed in flames shot up into the sky.

It resembled a ground dragon rat covered entirely in scales, but this ground dragon rat burned with pitch-black demon flames. Horrifying demonic energy radiated from its body, indicating that it was a blood beast of the Saint Realm, yet it possessed the aura of the Demon Tribe.

This was none other than the Chi Yan Demon Lord, who had been killed by a green-haired expert from the Heavenly Realm while trying to save Mo Li. After using the Chi Yan Demon Technique to undergo a rebirth, it had taken refuge in the body of the ground dragon rat and slept for two years.

During these two years, it not only restored its cultivation to the Saint Realm but also honed its Chi Yan Demon Technique, stepping directly into the peak realm of the Heavenly Saint. If it hadn't been for this mysterious power awakening it, it would still be in slumber.

The Chi Yan Demon Lord stared in shock at the demonic light sky above. Fragments of the Sky-Patching Demon Bottle fell from the mountains, swirling around and forming armor on its body, then instantly shooting up into the demonic light sky.

"How comfortable."

The Chi Yan Demon Lord felt as if it were basking in the warmth of a mother's womb. The power of the Demon Tribe surged into its body, rapidly transforming its physical form and causing its aura to rise sharply, suddenly stepping into the realm of the Earth Saint.

Under this force, the space around the Chi Yan Demon Lord abruptly flickered, and beyond that space, it saw a vast world of demons and monsters. In the next moment, the Chi Yan Demon Lord flickered and could not help but enter that spatial passage, ascending to the distant demon realm.

"Not good, Mo Li!"

It was only then that the Chi Yan Demon Lord awakened, realizing it had ascended directly. However, it had just awakened and had no idea whether Mo Li was alive or dead.

"No, Mo Li!"

The Chi Yan Demon Lord cried out in terror, wanting to return to the Tianwu Continent, but how could that be possible? Its form suddenly vanished from the Tianwu Continent, ascending and disappearing, leaving only its cries echoing in the sky of that world: "Mo Li!"

"Who!"

"Who is calling me?"

In the mysterious underground palace of the Black Death Swamp, a figure covered in dust as if it had slept for millions of years suddenly moved, jolted awake by the loud shout.

"Lord Chi Yan, it's Lord Chi Yan!"

Mo Li suddenly awakened, bursting into the sky.

Years ago, the Chi Yan Demon Lord had died for him. To escape from the pursuit of the Heavenly Realm expert, Mo Li used parasitic seeds to seal off the space, even closing his six senses, allowing his life aura to fall into a deep silence, trapped in a living death state.

If it was merely sealing off the demonic power and closing his six senses, it wouldn't have harmed Mo Li much. However, in the despair of the Chi Yan Demon Lord's sacrifice, he completely sealed off his heart, leading him to become a living dead man without mindset, life, or breath.