[Leaving aside the Thorn Demon King for now, there is indeed a free and unrestrained Feather King here, slaughtering at will. The gap between the third and fourth realms is like the distance between mountains and seas; even the Holy Body cannot bridge this terrifying gap between realms!]

Xu Ling'er is currently wreaking havoc in the giant lake below, but her targets have shifted from demons to humans.

She didn't attack first. Although she was now a demon, she still had an insurmountable obstacle in her heart: she revealed her demonic form only to retaliate and kill those who attacked her first.

[While you're wreaking havoc in other regions, even a Great Demon of the Third Realm, at the peak of the twelfth level and having undergone two sublimations, cannot withstand a single blow from you!]

[You two... are both on Heavenly Lake, on this enormous lake that spans millions of miles!]

[You are slaying demons with incredible efficiency. Those pure-hearted martial artists who previously avoided you and even showed disgust towards you are now filled with utmost respect and love for you!]

[A minor flaw in one's character is nothing compared to the debt of gratitude for saving a life.]

No, that's not a flaw, that's called being charming!

[You roam freely across this giant lake. Even a Great Demon at the peak of the Third Realm can be killed by you in a fraction of a second, after you foresee dozens of future events and choose the best strategy!]

[As a result, a large number of martial artists eager to curry favor with you followed behind, along with some young overlords who volunteered to join forces with you to kill enemies.]

You ignored them, single-handedly slaying demons—they couldn't even keep up with you, left far behind.

[Having more overlords doesn't necessarily mean more power; their assistance will only slow down your demon-slaying efficiency—they're pure burdens.]

Five minutes, ten minutes... time gradually dragged on, and the human casualties grew increasingly heavy.

[You thrust a massive blade of elemental energy into the chest of the ancient demon before you, slicing upwards and splitting its upper body in two.]

Then, glancing to the side, you see a strange demon ten thousand miles away. Upon spotting you, it suddenly turns and runs away.

"Something's not right; I don't think I've ever seen this breed before."

[Ten thousand miles is not even the limit of a hegemon's vision.]

[You noticed the strangeness of that demon, but the battle was too intense for you to think about other aspects at the moment.]

"It doesn't look very impressive. Judging from its speed of running on qi, it's probably only at the seventh or eighth level of the third realm."

[You have killed nearly thirty third-realm demons during this period, averaging one every half minute, but the vast majority of your time has been spent traveling, and the total time spent in combat is less than a minute.]

"Ten thousand miles, and only at the mid-to-late stage of the third realm, that's a bit far." You ignored the strange demon and charged towards a star demon at the late stage of the third realm, forty thousand miles away.

"What a melodramatic and tragic encounter!"

Seeing that you had shifted your attention, Mo Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief. She casually sliced ​​a celestial being who rushed towards her into several pieces, absorbing his life essence. The fragments fell into the lake.

Then she said softly, "That's enough, Lord. Let's go back."

"Because of that human man?" The Thorn Demon King materialized out of thin air and asked calmly.

"...I've had enough of this experience."

[Mo Ling'er remained silent for a while, then said, "I really don't want him to see it."]

"Is he the main reason you maintained your spiritual power up to the limit of your Holy Body?" Thorn Demon True King looked at your retreating figure and praised, "A prodigy, he truly is an unparalleled prodigy!"

"One of the top geniuses among humans, so strong he seems like a half-finished product who failed to break through to the Supreme Realm but retained some of the power of the Fourth Realm!"

"So strong, so outstanding!"

[The Thorn Demon King... showed a hint of killing intent!]

No matter how peaceful their second faction may seem, they are still members of the demon race! They are enemies of the human and demon races, and even when they were at a lower level, they relied heavily on humans and other races for sustenance.

Their focus, however, is on breaking free from destiny rather than invading the entire Azure Domain.

[The Thorn Demon King wanted to make a move. This human was too outstanding, but had already reached the third realm, which was irreversible. With this human's talent, if he were to advance to the fifth realm True King in the future...]

[Pfft!]

A sound startled it; the Thorn Demon King saw Demon Ling'er plunge a sharp claw into her chest.

Its entire body suddenly stiffened.

[Only Mo Ling'er's chilling voice rang out: "What do you think is the reason I accepted that Demon Egg?"]

She sensed the murderous intent hidden in the Thorn Demon King's earlier praise.

[Hiss—!]

[The sound of flesh being ripped open.]

The Thorn Demon King dared not stop her self-harm; it could only stop her for a time, not forever!

"My life should have ended more than a hundred years ago; everything I've done since has been for him!"

"Breaking free from destiny? Advancing to the sixth realm? Heh..."

[She pulled her ferocious claws from her chest, grasping a huge, throbbing, dark red heart covered with broken, dancing blood vessels. She lashed it through the air, creating a series of sonic booms.]

The beating of his heart resounded with a deafening roar in the air, each thud like a thunderclap, shocking for miles around!

The Thorn Demon King remained silent, coldly observing her.

[But in my heart, I was already kneeling down, begging this female demon not to act so impulsively!]

In reality, its knees were trembling, and its entire body felt weak.

"Being heartless isn't the end," Mo Ling'er continued, emphasizing each word.

"I became a demon so that I could see him again in the future, so that I could keep seeing him, keep up with him, and catch up with him..."

[The demonic claws clenched, and a torrent of demonic blood gushed from its heart, corrupting and polluting the entire body of water!]

"If he lives, I live; if he dies, I die!"

[My ancestors! Thorn Demon King's heart bleeds.]

[Its heart silently pleaded: Stop hurting yourself! I'll listen to you, I'll do whatever you say, please put your heart back!]

But on the surface, it still had to maintain the dignity of a demon king: "Very well, as you say."

However, upon closer inspection, one can see that the tips of its thorns are so soft they are almost limp, drooping considerably.

[Only then did Mo Ling'er put the heart back in, the flesh and blood vessels in her chest cavity pulsating as they connected with it, linking it to the Demon Heart and repairing its previous wounds... For a Great Demon of the Third Realm, especially a "True Demon" like Mo Ling'er, this was not considered a serious injury.]

Just as the two demons were about to leave, Mo Ling'er's gaze shifted to the pseudo-kings. Before she could speak, the Thorn Demon King said, "I will inform them that there are humans they must not touch!"

As for the other myriad-material demons... forget about them, they can't harm that man.

Thus, the Thorn Demon King, along with Demon Ling'er, came quietly and left quietly.

"That's terrible, it's already been shaped like Xu Ling'er."