He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

It was like a fragile membrane being torn apart, or a long-standing lock being violently snapped.

A dark, cold aura, filled with endless despair, surged from the depths of his body.

Demonic energy.

The demonic energy, so dense it was almost tangible, surged from every pore of his body, enveloping him like layers of black flames, constantly churning and burning.

He raised his head, and his eyes had turned completely black, with no whites and no pupils, like two bottomless abysses.

The blue rope binding his body began to tremble violently.

The grayish-white energy formed by the talisman began to dissipate the moment it touched the black demonic energy, like snow meeting boiling iron.

"He's possessed by a demon!" the female disciple cried out in terror.

The male disciple's expression also changed drastically, and he hurriedly activated his spiritual power, trying to reinforce the talisman.

But it was too late.

Chen Dou, now possessed by a demon, suddenly changed his aura.

The power of devouring—the essence of that technique, the power to plunder, devour, and turn everything into one's own—was fully awakened at this moment.

He suddenly broke free, and the green rope snapped into dozens of pieces, shooting off in all directions.

Before the two Qi Refining Ninth Level disciples could react, they felt a terrifying suction force suddenly erupt from Chen Dou's body.

The suction force didn't target their physical bodies; it locked onto their dantian meridians, like two magnets, firmly holding onto their cultivation.

"His cultivation technique is devouring our spiritual energy!"

"Retreat now!"

The two were filled with shock and anger, and desperately tried to break free by channeling their spiritual power.

But they couldn't break free.

That suction force was too strange, like thousands upon thousands of invisible threads, drilling into the meridians, embedding themselves in the dantian, and firmly anchoring it.

"No! My cultivation level!"

"My spiritual energy is draining away! It's draining away!"

The male disciple's face turned ashen at a visible speed, and the spiritual energy within his body surged towards Chen Dou like a flood bursting its banks.

The female disciples were in a worse situation.

Her foundation was already unstable, and now that her spiritual energy was being forcibly drained, she aged rapidly.

Her skin became loose, her hair turned dry and yellow, and the sparkle in her eyes quickly faded.

"Senior brother! Save us!"

She screamed shrilly, her voice filled with fear and despair.

The senior brother's expression changed drastically. He took a step forward and, without hesitation, struck Chen Dou with a palm.

That palm strike carried the power of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator; the palm wind was as strong as a mountain, and it slammed heavily into Chen Dou's chest.

Chen Dou was sent flying backward, his body carving a deep pit more than ten feet long into the ground before he came to rest in front of a broken wall on the side of the street.

But just as he was being sent flying, the power of devouring was forcibly torn apart.

Two disciples, a man and a woman, lay on the ground, their legs weak and their hands trembling, like two fish that had been drained of water.

Their hair was completely white, their faces were covered with wrinkles, their cultivation level had dropped from the ninth level of Qi Refining to the fifth level, and their lifespan had been drained away in unknown quantities.

"Junior brother! Junior sister!"

The senior brother rushed over to support the two of them, his face ashen.

He suddenly turned to look at Chen Dou, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.

"evil creature!"

"You're asking for it!"

The overwhelming pressure from the peak of Foundation Establishment was completely unleashed.

The entire street trembled under this oppressive force; walls cracked, the ground sank, and broken tiles and bricks were crushed to pieces.

Chen Dou was forced to kneel on one knee.

But he did not fall.

He slowly raised his head, his black eyes empty.

A series of low growls came from its throat, a sound that was both human and beastly, devoid of fear, only madness.

The power of devouring surged out of his body once more, sweeping in all directions.

This time, he wasn't targeting any one person.

He forcibly pulled in all the spiritual energy dissipating in the surrounding air, the energy contained in the ancient trees along the street, and the residual power overflowing from the broken talismans.

The senior brother's pupils suddenly contracted.

Chen Dou's aura surged dramatically.

Five layers of Qi Refining.

Seven layers of Qi Refining.

Nine layers of Qi refinement.

The spiritual energy surged back like a tidal wave, causing the ground and sand to tremble, and the hissing sound of the spiritual energy being drained could even be heard in the air.

"How is that possible..."

Cold sweat beaded on the senior's forehead.

Looking at the possessed youth before him, he seriously suspected that he was the real extraterrestrial demon.

Such a cultivation speed, such an ability to forcibly plunder everything, can only be achieved by extraterrestrial demons.

The senior brother gritted his teeth and unleashed his killing move.

A small bronze sword flew out from his sleeve, grew in the wind, and transformed into a three-foot-long sword. The sword was covered with spiritual patterns and shone with an icy blue light.

"Azure Cloud Slash!"

The senior brother roared, and his sword light suddenly burst forth, like a blue thunderbolt, tearing through the sky and heading straight for Chen Dou.

He used all his strength in that sword strike.

A full-force strike from someone at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage is enough to split mountains and shatter rocks.

The sword light pierced through the air, but the next moment, the senior brother regretted it.

The sword light was still three feet away from Chen Dou when it was forcibly pulled off its trajectory by an invisible suction force, collapsing in mid-air and turning into countless fragments of spiritual energy.

Then, the fragments surged wildly toward Chen Dou.

It was all absorbed.

"this……"

The senior brother's expression changed completely.

He sensed that his state of mind was becoming unstable.

The spiritual energy within my dantian is draining away at an abnormal rate, as if something is drawing it away bit by bit from the outside.

He glanced at his junior brothers and sisters in his arms, then at the boy who was no longer human.

go.

We have to go.

If they don't leave now, all three of them will die here.

He bit his tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and formed a hand seal.

A beam of light enveloped him and his two junior brothers and sisters, propelling them into the sky as they frantically fled out of the city.

Chen Dou stood there, watching the disappearing light fade into the distance.

He couldn't catch up.

That roar was filled with resentment and madness.

Just as he was about to collapse, a small, snow-white hand gently pressed on his shoulder from behind.

"Leave the rest to me."

Yun Yi was already standing behind him without him noticing.

The voice was very soft, even carrying a hint of languor, as if the person had just woken up.

But it was this one sentence that made Chen Dou tremble all over.

He slowly turned his head and saw Yun Yi's delicate little face.

Then, two lines of black tears rolled down her cheeks.

Yun Yi sighed.

"Why are you crying? I didn't say you did a bad job."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the rapidly receding streak of light on the horizon, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Then, he raised his hand and tapped it gently.

The streak of light that had almost disappeared on the horizon seemed to be opened from the inside by an invisible hand. The figures of the three people suddenly froze in mid-air, and then silently turned into a cloud of light dust, falling down one after another without leaving a trace.

The long street fell silent for a moment.

The wind rushed in from the street corner, swirling up the blood foam and wood chips on the ground, and drifting them away into the distance.

Chen Dou was still kneeling on the ground, trembling as if all his strength had been drained.

He saw the light and dust scattering from the three people, but he no longer had the strength to think about what it meant.

All that remained in his mind were Scarface's dying words:

"They were all executed yesterday."

"They were killed the same day they were caught."

"How could an extraterrestrial demon possibly remain until the next day?"

Chen Dou's shoulders began to tremble violently, and a very faint sound came from his throat, as if something was stuck there that he could neither spit out nor swallow.

"My sister is dead..."

He murmured, his voice growing softer and softer.

"My sister is dead... So what am I still doing... What am I working so hard for...?"

"I didn't even get to see her one last time..."

He raised his head, his black pupils empty and unfocused, like two hollowed-out holes.

Yun Yi withdrew his fingers, letting them hang at his side, and tilted his head to look at him.

Why are you crying?

Chen Dou opened his mouth, and a series of intermittent breaths escaped from his throat.

"Big Bird... my sister is dead... she's dead..."

"I can't find meaning in life anymore... I have nothing left..."

Yun Yi let him cry for a while, then spoke:

"Your sister isn't dead."