After all, the realm difference between the two sides is too large, a moment of neglect could lead to irrevocable disaster, so he can only give it his all.

But even so, it only resulted in injury, to completely kill is beyond his capability.

If the opponent still refuses to give up, Chen Mo has left a backup plan.

That Jade Talisman was given to him by the Daoist Venerable before departure. Inside, it contains a trace of Divine Sense, and at the moment of life and death, as long as it is crushed, the Daoist Venerable can immediately perceive and enter the Secret Realm to save his life.

"Although there were some twists and turns, fortunately, the Immortal Materials weren't lost..."

After the tense nerves relaxed, a feeling of emptiness and powerlessness surged like a tide, and the whole person seemed to fall like a kite with its string cut downward.

However, instead of hitting the ground, he fell into a warm embrace, a pair of gentle hands wrapped around his waist, and the back of his head rested on a soft fullness.

"Saintess Yu?" Chen Mo asked softly.

"It's me." An Mengni's voice sounded, "Hong Yin went to find her master for help. The commotion here is too big, it will likely attract others, we should leave here first. I'll send a message to Hong Yin once we settle down."

"Alright." Chen Mo did not refuse.

In his current state, he can't even deal with a Fourth-grade Cultivator, it's indeed somewhat dangerous to stay here.

An Mengni carried him, flying away in the distance, Zhu Shuang closely followed, and the three quickly disappeared into the sky.

...

...

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Several figures approached from afar.

Yu Hongyin and Shi Wenzhong were among them.

After entering the World Gate, the people of the Netherworld Sect dispersed across the Secret Realm.

Some were in the desert, some by the sea, Shi Wenzhong was teleported into an erupting volcano, almost getting scorched if not for quick reflexes.

After receiving Yu Hongyin's message, he realized the urgency of the situation and rushed over for support, along the way, disciples sensing his aura quickly followed.

The crowd landed on the ground, looking at the scene of devastation in front of them.

A towering ancient tree with a canopy like a crown, surrounded by collapsed trees, cracked earth, and several fragmented corpses lying around, indicating a fierce battle had taken place.

"Where are they?"

Shi Wenzhong looked around, but did not see any trace of Chen Mo and the others.

Yu Hongyin's face turned pale, trembling, she said: "The opponent is a First Grade Grandmaster, with unfathomable strength, could it be that Mr. Chen and cousin are already…"

"Not necessarily." Shi Wenzhong shook his head and said: "With Chen Mo's methods, even if he can't fight head-on, escaping shouldn't be a problem. Even if he was harmed, it wouldn't be without leaving any trace behind."

Upon hearing this, Yu Hongyin's expression softened a bit, she frowned: "Then, does Master mean they have already left?"

"After all, everyone entered here to seek opportunities, not to fight to the death. The opponent may have taken the Immortal Materials and left, and Mr. Chen, worried about further trouble, might have left first as well." Shi Wenzhong said while stroking his beard.

Actually, this was just to comfort Yu Hongyin.

The gap between First Grade and Third Grade is as vast as the heavens and the earth. If the opponent wanted to kill, Chen Mo and the others certainly wouldn't survive, especially seeing such a brutal scene, they likely wouldn't easily relent.

Yu Hongyin still felt uneasy, "But even so, there should have been a message left, leaving like this is too abrupt…"

Shi Wenzhong pinched his spell, activated Primordial Qi, Yin Yang Qi scattered out, gathering in the air, transformed into five humanoid Shadows, drifting like ghosts.

Then he uttered a spell, the Ghosts circled the open space, then flew off in different directions.

"Not much time has passed, the residual aura hasn't completely faded, if they have indeed left, it surely would leave some traces."

"Unless…"

Shi Wenzhong hesitated.

Yu Hongyin's fist clenched tightly, nails dug deeply into her palm, she muttered: "Mr. Chen has divine fortune, cousin has foolish luck, the two of them surely will have no problems..."

Seeing her in a dazed state, Shi Wenzhong sighed helplessly.

"Ah... Obsession…"

...

...

Eight hundred miles away.

Located in a hidden cave within the mountains.

Vermilion Bird was squatting by the fire, nearby laid with straw, Chen Mo lay on top, eyes closed in a deep sleep.

Zhu Wujiang grabbed his wrist, examined for a while, and said: "His exhaustion is substantial, he's temporarily passed out, but there's no problem otherwise."

"The sword he slashed out earlier almost killed a First Grade Grandmaster, that's truly remarkable." Vermilion Bird exclaimed: "If I hadn't seen it myself, I wouldn't dare take it head-on, really don't know how he managed it."

"If my guess is correct, it should be the Law he comprehended himself, using Origin's aura as a base, then integrating vitality and Sword Intent, cycling through creation and destruction in void, his insight is truly terrifying."

Zhu Wujiang commented: "Furthermore, bearing such immense load, his body and Divine Soul are unharmed, indicating his physical and spiritual strength has far surpassed others of the same realm, reaching an extraordinarily exaggerated level, given time, he'll surely carve a path of his own!"

Vermilion Bird shook her head: "Yu Youhan was troublesome enough, once this kid grows, he will become another huge threat for us…"

"That's why we can't sit idle, we must do something…"

After a slight hesitation, Zhu Wujiang cleared his throat and said: "You go out first, without my permission, don't come in."

Vermilion Bird's expression turned slightly odd, whispered: "Aren't you planning to conduct the ceremony now?"

"..."

Zhu Wujiang glared at her, annoyed, said: "This matter isn't that simple. Our race seldom produces offspring, even though Chen Mo is Human Race, it's not something achieved in one go. Based on my calculation, it might take continuous efforts day and night for half a year, that's assuming he fully cooperates…"

"So long?!"

Vermilion Bird silently marveled.

No matter how capable Chen Mo is, after half a year, he'll probably be reduced to skin and bones.

"Alright, hurry out, guard outside, and don't let anyone approach here." Zhu Wujiang instructed.

"Yes." Vermilion Bird nodded, turned, and left.

Once she left, only Chen Mo and Zhu Wujiang were left in the cave.

Looking at his handsome and serene sleeping face, Zhu Wujiang murmured: "An Mengni's looks and figure aren't bad, you really got lucky."

She reached to undo her clothes, the aqua green long dress slowly slipped down, revealing a white, graceful figure, then she crouched down to untie Chen Mo's robe, slowly lay in his embrace.

"Mmm—"

At the moment their skin touched, she involuntarily shivered slightly.

Although the body belonged to someone else, the Divine Soul was the Demon Lord herself, every bit of warmth and touch was particularly clear, indistinguishable from her original form.

Zhu Wujiang had never experienced such a thing, recalling the content read in books before, her ears faintly flushed, bit her lip, breathed deeply, her hands slowly reached down—

"Hmm?"

"How, how come it's different from what's described in books?!"

...

...

Chen Mo wasn't aware of how long he was slumbering.

The Law he comprehended, derived from the essence of three Origins, combined with Vitality Essence and Supreme Sword Intent, had already far exceeded his current realm, using it every time posed substantial burdens physically and mentally.

The punch he delivered earlier had some restraint left, aided by the Dragon Marrow Sword this time, going all out almost drained him completely.

After consuming a Solid Essence Pill, he fell into a state of stillness from exhaustion, his consciousness completely sealed off.

In the midst of confusion, he had a strange dream—

He dreamt that not only was he married, but also had a child. On the day of childbirth, he paced anxiously outside the room.

Until a loud cry was heard, the suspended heart finally settled.

The midwife opened the door, carrying out a blanket-wrapped baby, smiling, said: "Congratulations, sir, it's a daughter."

"Good, good!"

Delightedly glancing down, his expression froze at the sight of a white scale between the baby's brows!

Then he woke up.

"Strange, this dream is really a mess…"

Chen Mo rubbed his aching forehead, suddenly felt warmth in his bosom.

Opening his eyes, seeing the scene before him, he was momentarily stunned.

"An... Miss An?!"