Oh my god! The goddess secretly gave birth to three obedient daughters for me-Chapter 681: Fell Into a Mess

Chapter 681 -681: Fell Into a Mess

“Puchi,” the figure in the black robe spat out another mouthful of fresh blood, his complexion becoming even paler.

Lin Yi was thrown into disarray, feeling dizzy. He quickly steadied himself, narrowing his eyes as he glared at the black-robed figure in front of him, his expression darkening.

“You actually managed to dodge my Soul Searching Technique?”

The black-robed figure’s face was unsightly as he stared at Lin Yi, a hint of fear flickering in the depths of his eyes.

“Soul Searching Technique?”

Hearing these three words, a shiver ran down Lin Yi’s spine.

“Could it be that you’re from the Demon Clan?”

“That’s right, I am of the Demon Clan, and more so, I am the sworn enemy of you human Cultivators. Lin Yi, you might as well give up your life obediently!”

With a cold laugh, the black-robed figure’s body suddenly trembled, black mist swirling around him as his skin instantly turned dark and shiny, as if cast from black metal, filled with a terrifying murderous aura that was suffocating.

The black qi emanating from him merged with the surroundings, making it impossible to detect his presence, but Lin Yi knew this was a sign of his growing Cultivation.

“So, you are a Demon Wolf!”

Lin Yi watched the black-robed figure warily.

This Demon Wolf’s aura was truly terrifying, far surpassing the realm of the later stages of Nascent Soul.

“Knowing I’m a Demon Wolf, why don’t you just surrender?”

The black-robed figure shouted coldly, his eyes icy.

“Expecting me to surrender without a fight? Dream on!” A cold glint flashed in Lin Yi’s eyes. He knew the black-robed figure from the Demon Wolf Tribe was powerful, and he wasn’t foolish enough to think he could defeat a Demon Wolf. He simply gave up struggling, letting the black-robed figure take control of him.

“You little brat have some sense,” the black-robed figure remarked, his expression softening slightly.

“Speak, who exactly are you?” Lin Yi asked indifferently, not showing any fear despite being captured by the black-robed figure.

After hearing this, the black-robed figure’s gaze wavered, seemingly wary of Lin Yi’s strength.

“Fine, since you want to know, I’ll tell you. My name is Mo Long!”

The black-robed figure slowly said, “Thousands of years ago, the Human Clan allied with the Demon Race to attack the Demon Clan, seizing the Demon Clan’s territories and forcing all of its people into the Demon Realm. Since then, the Demon Clan has been living in obscurity, hidden in these desolate mountains, passing down their legacy from one generation to the next.”

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Lin Yi was shocked upon hearing this.

Thousands of years ago, that was just shortly after his birth.

He never imagined the Demon Clan had been lurking beside him for millennia. Were his strength not formidable, he likely would have become a puppet of the Demon Clan long ago!

“Is your Demon Clan really that powerful?” Lin Yi inquired.

“Indeed, our Demon Clan was established by the combined forces of the Human Clan and Demon Race. Moreover, over the years, both the Human Clan and Demon Race have been steadily growing in power. Were it not for the sparse Spiritual Energy in the Demon Realm, they would have likely surpassed the Demon Clan by now!” Mo Long snorted coldly.

“I see, but even if your Demon Clan is strong, we of the Human Clan have the Nine Heavens Academy, and your Demon Clan can’t do anything to us!” Lin Yi said lightly.

“Hmph! What is the Nine Heavens Academy? If it were truly capable, the Human Clan and Demon Race wouldn’t have been so desperate as to rely on the Demon Clan for protection. Moreover, not many of the disciples from the Nine Heavens Academy are that strong!” Mo Long snorted.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi’s expression became slightly strange, but he said nothing.

After all, this was his first time stepping into Human Clan territory.

The Nine Heavens Academy, within the entire Tianzhou, could only be considered a second-rate power. Compared to the Demon Clan, the gap was indeed significant.

“Young man, I advise you to hand over your storage ring obediently, and perhaps I’ll spare your life!” Mo Long sneered, his gaze fixed on Lin Yi as he spoke coldly.

Lin Yi’s expression grew slightly heavy, his eyes coldly fixated on his opponent, “Are you truly forcing me to strike you down? Do you not fear death at my hands?”

“Hahaha, if you kill me, you won’t survive either!” Mo Long laughed loudly, “If you dare to kill me, our Demon Clan will surely come out in full force, attacking the Jiuzhou Holy Academy, massacring the Human Clan and Demon Race, making their blood flow like rivers, leaving no peace for even chickens and dogs!”

Hearing Mo Long’s words, Lin Yi’s face turned even colder.

“Very well, then just wait.”

Lin Yi sneered, saying, “I’d like to see if your Demon Clan truly has the ability to annihilate us!”

“Heh, you won’t shed tears until you see your coffin, kid. Let’s see how arrogant you can be!”

Mo Long roared, his body shaking as the evil aura inside him surged wildly, turning into black fog that enveloped him.

Following that, his aura climbed higher and higher, and in the blink of an eye, he had broken through the peak of the later stages of the Nascent Soul Stage, reaching the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage.

The Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage was equivalent to the peak of the later stages of the Divinity Transformation Stage!

Lin Yi’s pupils contracted sharply, feeling the surging power within Mo Long and that overwhelming evil aura, his heart clenched violently.

The Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage was definitely more terrifying than the Great Perfection of the Divinity Transformation Stage.

“Kid, let’s see how long you can remain arrogant!”

Mo Long laughed loudly, forming hand seals with both hands, driving the Demonic Qi in front of him, turning it into a huge black palm print.

Boom!

The tremendous palm print struck the ground, causing the earth to shake violently.

The land was barren, with only a deep crater left by the impact.

“Die!”

Mo Long shouted, his body erupting in a dazzling black light, as the huge black palm print whistled through the air, smashing down towards Lin Yi with a terrifying pressure that twisted the air itself.

“Die!”

Lin Yi shouted, a purple glow appearing on the surface of his body, likewise a giant palm print surged forward to meet the black palm print, colliding with it.

With a series of thunderous noises, the black palm print instantly disappeared into the void. Lin Yi’s body trembled, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth as he slid backward several steps before finally coming to a halt.

“How can this be?”

Lin Yi was dumbstruck.

He had thought that he had pushed his power to the limit and should have been able to slay the figure in the black robe, but unexpectedly, the figure was so formidable that a mere casual palm strike had injured him.

“You little bastard, let’s see where you can run to this time!” Mo Long said ominously, waving his hands and instantly sending two more pitch-black hand seals slamming towards Lin Yi.

Lin Yi’s face grew solemn.

These two pitch-black hand seals contained terrifying energy fluctuations, and even an average Foundation Establishment Cultivator could hardly escape doom, to say nothing of Lin Yi.

“Lin Yi!”

At this critical moment, a familiar voice reached his ears.

“Master!”

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi’s gaze suddenly shot upwards. He saw a figure in white appearing out of nowhere, none other than Lingxiao Sword Venerable.

Lin Yi’s face lit up with excitement, he rushed to say, “Master, you’ve finally arrived!”

Lingxiao Sword Venerable scanned his surroundings, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and soon his expression turned extremely ugly.

He saw that around the spot where Mo Long stood, a huge Formation had been cast, shielding against the black hand seals that were hammering down, unable to penetrate.

On the periphery, and near Mo Long, there floated two figures in the air, the old man whom Mo Long had killed and his two disciples.