The sky above the ruined Azure Sky Sect had become a battlefield of gods.
Black clouds churned violently around the dimensional portal while lightning illuminated the shattered mountains below. The once majestic sect grounds were now a wasteland of broken towers, collapsed training halls, and burning spirit forests.
At the center of the devastation floated Mo Wuying.
Even though Lin Ye had begun draining fragments of his power with the newly awakened Destiny Devourer, Mo Wuying's presence still dominated the battlefield.
His cold gaze slowly swept across the four cultivators opposing him.
Lin Ye.
Su Qingyue.
Mu Ling'er.
And Sect Master Zhao Yunhai.
Mo Wuying's expression was no longer amused.
Instead, there was a faint irritation in his eyes.
"A lower realm sect forcing my avatar to expend this much power…"
He slowly raised his hand.
"You should feel honored."
The sky darkened further.
The massive shadow dragon behind him roared as Mo Wuying prepared another devastating attack.
Lin Ye wiped blood from his lip and chuckled.
"Wow."
"Upper world villain speech number thirty-seven."
Su Qingyue glanced at him with annoyance.
"This is not the time for jokes."
Mu Ling'er cracked her neck lazily.
"Actually I like his jokes."
"But this guy really is annoying."
Mo Wuying's eyes flashed coldly.
"Enough."
He thrust his palm downward.
A gigantic wave of dark energy fell toward them like a collapsing mountain.
BOOOOOOM!
The ground exploded as the attack struck.
Dust and rubble shot into the sky.
For a moment the battlefield vanished under the violent shockwave.
When the smoke cleared—
Zhao Yunhai had raised a golden barrier with his sword.
The barrier trembled violently under the pressure.
But cracks were already spreading across it.
"This power…" the sect master muttered grimly.
"…far exceeds our realm."
Lin Ye exhaled slowly.
"Alright."
"Time to escalate."
Before he could move—
A sudden surge of crimson energy exploded beside him.
Everyone turned.
Mu Ling'er had stepped forward.
Her playful expression had disappeared.
Her eyes glowed with deep red light.
"Move aside."
Su Qingyue frowned.
"What are you doing?"
Mu Ling'er smiled faintly.
"I've been holding back long enough."
Dark flames began swirling around her body.
Her aura rapidly increased.
Even the air around her began distorting.
Two elegant black horns slowly emerged from her forehead.
Demonic wings unfolded behind her back.
The entire battlefield trembled.
The disciples watching from afar gasped in shock.
"That aura!"
"It's terrifying!"
Sect Master Zhao Yunhai's eyes widened.
"…Royal Demon Bloodline."
Mu Ling'er stretched her arms slowly as if waking from a long sleep.
The crimson flames surrounding her intensified.
Her voice now carried a deeper tone.
"Upper world brat."
She looked up at Mo Wuying.
"You've caused enough trouble."
Mo Wuying's calm expression finally changed.
"A royal bloodline… in the lower realm?"
His eyes narrowed with interest.
"Interesting."
Lin Ye blinked.
"…Wait."
"You had this the whole time?"
Mu Ling'er smirked.
"You didn't ask."
Lin Ye sighed.
"I feel betrayed."
Su Qingyue stepped beside him again.
"Focus."
The demonic flames exploded outward.
Mu Ling'er shot into the sky.
"Demon Emperor Lotus!"
A gigantic flaming lotus formed behind her.
The lotus burst forward with terrifying power.
BOOOOOM!
For the first time—
Mo Wuying raised both hands to block.
The impact shook the portal above.
Shockwaves spread across the clouds.
Mu Ling'er hovered in the sky confidently.
"How does that feel?"
Mo Wuying slowly lowered his hands.
A faint scorch mark appeared on his sleeve.
His eyes gleamed dangerously.
"Impressive."
"But still insufficient."
Lin Ye suddenly appeared beside Mu Ling'er.
"Hey."
"Don't hog the spotlight."
The Shadow Dragon Spear glowed with devoured destiny energy.
Lin Ye pointed it at Mo Wuying.
"Round three."
Mu Ling'er grinned.
"Let's burn this guy."