"Indeed, just as Ye Yu thought."
"He was currently less than a meter away from Qiao Shoushu."
"When the Burning Nine Nether technique appeared, his body began to dissolve at an incredibly fast speed."
"Although Qiao Shoushu entered Ye Yu's sea of consciousness in the form of a soul fragment,"
"for safety's sake, a trace of his soul remained in his body to handle any emergencies."
"Because of this, he could feel all the pain."
"In this situation,"
"the huge pair of eyes within the sea of consciousness began to tremble violently."
"The surrounding black mist also dissolved at lightning speed."
"Seeing this, Ye Yu immediately understood that this move was definitely effective."
"He immediately prepared to increase the intensity and burn this old bastard to death!"
"But in the next moment,"
"the surrounding darkness completely faded."
"Ye Yu successfully emerged from his sea of consciousness."
"Opening his eyes,"
"he saw a Profound Demon Realm expert who, at the cost of burning his entire body to charcoal, had rescued Qiao Shoushu."
"However, the latter's condition was not optimistic."
"Even in just a moment’s time,"
"half of Qiao Shoushu’s body was almost melted away."
"Other parts were covered in wounds."
"The sight was truly horrifying."
"Qiao Shoushu stretched out his only remaining right hand and pressed his palm onto the head of the charred Profound Demon Realm expert beside him."
"He quickly absorbed all the blood energy."
"This move restored more than half of his body, but it was only superficial!"
"Qiao Shoushu was burning with rage and raised his hand to point at Ye Yu, about to unleash harsh words."
"However, with the recent painful lesson fresh in mind, he did not dare to be reckless."
"He immediately focused his mind, and the other two Profound Demon Realm experts instantly appeared before him, one on each side, acting as guardians."
"In this state, Qiao Shoushu finally felt a slight sense of security."
"He then said in a deep voice: 'Boy, I will make you regret your actions for the rest of your life!'"
"Before he finished speaking,"
"the two Profound Demon Realm experts charged at Ye Yu."
"At the same time, Qiao Shoushu used his only remaining left hand to perform the Mind Demon Forbidden Technique, sacrificing his own life!"
"As the obscure and difficult demon script continued to be chanted,"
"a huge shadow over a hundred zhang tall appeared behind Qiao Shoushu."
"The entire figure was pale purple, wearing a massive terrifying mask that hid its face."
"But its body was equally emaciated."
"From the skin on its wrists, countless tiny demon scripts were carved."
"These scripts seemed to have a strange power — just a glance could trap one deeply with no escape."
"Qiao Shoushu knelt on one knee."
"He said in a deep voice: 'Great Ancient Mind Demon God, I offer half my soul to you. Please grant death to my enemies!'"
"The gigantic shadow pondered for several breaths,"
"then slowly uttered a single word."
"'Approved!'"
"Then the eyes of the shadow instantly turned scarlet red, and with a slight inhale,"
"it completely absorbed half of Qiao Shoushu’s soul."
"At the same time, Qiao Shoushu’s shattered half-body turned a grayish-white color."
"However, a ferocious expression appeared on Qiao Shoushu’s face."
"He had completely gone mad."
"He had never encountered anyone whose mind had no weaknesses like Ye Yu."
"Such an existence was a huge threat to him."
"He had thought about running away just moments ago."
"But that thought was immediately suppressed."
"How could a demon who took only fourteen years to reach the peak of the Profound Demon Realm be given any more time to grow?"
"Once this kid reached the Profound Demon Realm,"
"it would definitely be the end of Qiao Shoushu."
"So to avoid raising a tiger that would bring disaster, Ye Yu must die!"
"And die right before his eyes!"
"Only then would his mindset be calm and the Dao broad!"
"No matter the cost!"
"Meanwhile,"
"Ye Yu grew stronger as the battle continued."
"In fighting the two Profound Demon Realm experts, he activated the 'King of a Hundred Battles' attribute again,"
"successfully taking the final step and firmly entering the early Demon King Realm."
"As the saying goes, every step is a leap to the heavens."
"With early Demon King Realm cultivation, Ye Yu's strength greatly increased, quickly slaying the two Profound Demon Realm experts."
"He then noticed the huge shadow behind Qiao Shoushu."
"From it, Ye Yu clearly felt an overwhelmingly matching power."
"Recalling Qiao Shoushu’s earlier words."
"'Mind Demon God?'"
"What kind of existence was this?"
"Was it stronger than the highest Demon Emperor ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) in the Demon Realm?"
"If that were true,"
"how did it appear?"
"Currently, the demon energy in the Demon Realm could only sustain Profound Demon Realm experts."
"Many doubts surged in Ye Yu’s heart."
"At that moment, the shadow behind Qiao Shoushu moved."
"He took out a string of golden prayer beads from his sleeve."
"Suddenly crushing one bead with one hand."
"'Die!'"
"At the utterance of this word, Ye Yu immediately sensed something wrong and at the last moment fiercely threw a punch forward."
"The next second,"
"Ye Yu’s soul shattered, and his entire body turned grayish-white."
"Seeing this, Qiao Shoushu was ecstatic."
"He even mocked Ye Yu’s foolishness in his heart."
"At the last moment, trying to punch the Mind Demon God?"
"Ridiculous!"
"A mere Demon King, wanting to slay a god?"
"However, Qiao Shoushu soon realized the fool was himself, not Ye Yu."
"The final punch thrown by Ye Yu was not aimed at the Mind Demon God, but at him."
"A sharp punch force appeared."
"Qiao Shoushu’s flesh and blood began to crumble."
"At this time, the Mind Demon God’s shadow also began to gradually vanish."
In the Heavenly Realm, after the dream-body’s death and everything shattered,"
"Ye Yu slowly opened his eyes and saw an incredibly dreamlike scene."
"Zhuo Lanqing was kneeling beside him."
"She was struggling with his loose strap."
"Muttering as she tugged hard, 'How did this even get tied on? Why won’t it come undone?'"
"Seeing this, Ye Yu’s first reaction was that he was still dreaming."
"Honestly, how could such a thing happen in reality?"
"Zhuo Lanqing was not his wife—how could she do something so inappropriate?"
"It seemed he had been under too much pressure lately to dream of such things; it was truly unacceptable."
"Ye Yu closed his eyes again, preparing to force himself awake."
"As Zhuo Lanqing’s pulling grew stronger,"
"Ye Yu was almost flipped over."
"Wait, this might not be a dream."
"Could it be real?"
