If Zi Manqing doesn't practice and refine her skills, she cannot leave this place for even a day.
But now her aura has surged, and she has already gained the strength of a demon general, comparable to an immortal.
If Mo Jinyan were here, he would recognize that Zi Manqing's current appearance was also due to the use of a forbidden technique.
She will use her own destiny to sustain herself, and she will refine the destiny of the One Ring and the Tower of Souls into herself. If she succeeds, the entire world will ascend to immortality. If she fails, the destiny of the demon realm will collapse, and there may be a disaster that wipes out the entire race.
Lin Ye gently wiped away the blood seeping from her back: "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will not let any movement in the Immortal Realm go unnoticed. But do you really not want to read Ming Ye's message?"
"I don't care. What is Mingye anyway? He's nothing but a stray dog now. Let the Immortal Realm fight like dogs. It would be best if they fought to the death. That would be the time for my Demon Realm to rise." Zi Manqing's face was pale with pain.
She clenched her teeth fiercely, her expression crazed as she gazed in the direction of the Immortal Realm: "The suffering I have endured today is all thanks to Yan Ruoruo. Once my demonic arts are fully mastered, I will make her pay a thousandfold. The lives of my father, my brothers and sisters, should all be repaid by her."
Ruoruo, the cat who was sleeping soundly in Mo Yong's arms, seemed to have a bad dream. She paused, sneezed, and suddenly sat up.
She brushed aside the feathers that Mo Jinyan had brushed against her nose with one paw, and saw Yan Qingran rushing over with a fierce look on her bright and beautiful face, as if she were being interrogated. She immediately sat up straight and subconsciously said, "Mom, I was wrong."
Mo Yong: ?
Now that you're admitting your mistake so readily, why don't you show even a fraction of the courage you used to argue with me?
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