I started by enhancing cancer cells and uniquely obtained the Godhood Sequence.

"A transparent world!?"

Mia snapped back to reality, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

She was also shocked by her own reaction.

It was out of her blood slave instincts that she did not attack Lin Mo; it was merely a subconscious act of self-defense.

But that's amazing enough.

The palpable killing intent made her almost believe that Lin Mo was about to kill her on the spot.

Most importantly, her seemingly flawless Titan body had several vital points that felt faintly cold.

In other words, Lin Mo found her weakness.

If she, a descendant of the Eternal Titans, is like this, what about the others?

In just a moment, Mia transformed back into a little girl, curiously looking at the "white mist" still locked onto her.

No matter how she moved or how she struck, the white mist relentlessly followed her.

"These auras are intangible?"

Mia suddenly realized.

As long as she remains within a certain range, she will be unable to escape Lin Mo's pursuit.

"Isn't this just like your [hunting], Master? Could it be...?"

She exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Mo nodded and said:

"That's right, I fused with [Hunting], and that's how the rudimentary form of the domain came about."

Mia clicked her tongue in amazement: "Tsk tsk, even the prototype is this exaggerated. I wonder what it's like to fully experience it?"

Lin Mo shook his head:

"That's far from enough."

"Concealment is alright, but the derivative skills of concealment, Stealth Strike and Eye of Insight, these White Ghost royal children haven't mastered these two talent skills properly."

"Those white demon ministers are alright, but their bloodlines are much worse."

"It always feels like it's just a little bit off..."

Mia was also confused when she heard Lin Mo's words.

Her path of evolution is towards physical invincibility, focusing on raw power and ferocity, which differs from the assassination domain built by Lin Mo.

Lin Mo didn't expect the other party to give him an answer, and asked again:

"Now that you've reached a high level, have you thought about your future path in this field?"

At this point, Mia fell into deep thought:

"I've thought about it, but..."

She paused for a moment, then said:

"However, my lineage is not complete, so I am not sure which path I can take."

Lin Mo pondered for a moment and said:

"Legend has it that there are twelve Titans within the Eternal Titan race, representing twelve different types of Titan lineages."

"They represent the ocean, the earth, the starry sky, the sun, radiance, memory, and order..."

"The bloodline of the Titans in your veins should be one of them."

"Although the Titan race has developed to the point where there are more than twelve types of domain techniques, they are basically all derived from these twelve branches."

Mia nodded thoughtfully, then exclaimed in surprise:

"Master, you know so much about the Titans, more than I do."

Lin Mo did not deny it, after all, he had also faced off against the Titans at the Domain Realm in his previous life.

However, most Titans are extremely difficult to deal with, not only among those of the same level, but also among the top-tier among the eternal races.

His understanding of the Titans was also based on his previous life.

Mia thought for a moment and said:

"Hmm, I really don't have any memory of that. I need to think about it some more. If all else fails, I can always choose a fairy!"

Lin Mo said:

"No rush, but don't delay either, there's not much time left."

Hearing their conversation, the white ghost maidservant serving nearby swallowed hard, her mind a complete mess.

Eternals, domain techniques, the Twelve Titans...

Am I really worthy to listen to such a high-level topic?

Just as she was completely bewildered, she suddenly heard the words "white ghost" in her ear, and then she came to her senses.

Mia then said:

"Master, the battle at the Great Wall of Bones seems to be raging these past two days. Your strategy is indeed sound, according to the report from the experiment, no, Li Mingliang and his team."

"The White Bone Wall and the Blue Star Reserve Army have won one victory after another, and now they have driven the White Ghost Clan into a state of constant retreat and suffering immensely."

"At this rate, the White Demon Clan should be forced to retreat soon."

Speaking of the White Ghost Clan, Lin Mo sneered and said:

"It's not that simple."

"Although the White Demon Clan is a bunch of useless people, they are still a race that has been living in the Eternal Kingdom for a hundred years."

"Just wait, these rats in the gutter will soon be getting restless."

Mia could probably talk to Lin Mo for three days and three nights straight about genetic experiments, but when it came to war, conspiracies, and tricks, she was completely clueless.

All I can say is that when Lin Mo tells her where to hit, she just needs to do it.

Who cares? What White Demon Clan? Anyone who gets in my way will be punched to death!

Mia rubbed her hands together, then put her hands on her hips and thought to herself.

Her bright green eyes darted around slightly, scanning the white ghost maids around her.

The latter was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look him in the eye.

This seemingly petite and adorable little girl was, in their eyes, even more terrifying than Lin Mo, who consumed the corpses of royal family members.

Because basically all the royal family members, princes and dukes in the main hall were killed or maimed by her personally, and then carried over by hand.

Those once powerful princes and princesses, feudal lords and ministers, were like human punching bags in front of her; few could withstand her delicate little fists.

They could only pray silently in their hearts.

Great White Demon King, the people of the White Demon Clan need you! Please come back soon!

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Yin Gui Mountain Stream.

The seventeenth prince had just stepped out of the teleportation array when he felt a chilly wind blow against his back.

Even though he was almost at the ninth level, he still felt the cold wind was bone-chilling, as if it were penetrating his very marrow.

He instinctively shivered, gazing at the gloomy mountain stream, and muttered to himself:

"Is this where the elders lived?"

He touched his goosebump-covered arms and complained:

"This father of mine doesn't even think of finding a good retirement home for the elders. This shabby place is so gloomy and dark; I'm afraid the elders will get rheumatism when they get old..."

As he spoke, he began to walk into the mountain stream.

But the further we went in, the more we felt the biting cold wind.

"Elders?"

"Adisen veteran?"

He frowned and called out loudly.

But the sound echoed through the mountain valley on the open mountain wind, without receiving any response.

"That can't be right, can it? Do all the elders live here?"

The seventeenth prince muttered to himself in confusion:

"Damn it, this place is like hell."

"What era are we living in? Don't these veterans have communicators?"

"Father, you insist that I come in person to invite him. Couldn't you just have sent a guard for this?"

Just as he was muttering to himself, a sudden gust of cold wind swept towards his back again.

Immediately afterwards, a hoarse and chilling voice sounded behind him:

"Wow, such pure royal blood..."

The seventeenth prince was startled and instinctively turned his head away.