"I see."
A look of understanding appeared on the young woman's face. Then she dipped into a graceful curtsy toward Lin Xuan. "Many thanks for your aid, Senior."
"No need for courtesy. It was only a lift of the hand. But you, Fellow Daoist, do not seem to be of the Devil Race. Might you tell Lin your identity?"
"This..." A trace of hesitation appeared on the young woman's face, but after only a few breaths, that uncertainty faded with the wind. "This junior's life was saved by Senior. Naturally, I would not dare conceal it from you. I am a Half-Demon."
"A Half-Demon? What is that?"
Lin Xuan was taken aback. He vaguely felt it sounded somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but for the moment, he could not recall.
The young woman did not take offense at Lin Xuan's reaction. "It is no wonder Senior does not know. After all, you have only just arrived in our Saint World..."
The other party sighed, then her cherry lips parted slightly as she explained everything to Lin Xuan in a soft, unhurried voice.
Half an hour later, Lin Xuan finally understood. So the so-called Half-Demons were beings with half Devil Race blood. They were not native inhabitants of the Ancient Demon Realm, but rather...
How should it be put? This had to be traced back several million years.
At that time, the war between the two worlds began, and the Spirit World and the Ancient Demon Realm killed until blood ran in rivers. In that conflict, the Spirit World held the advantage in strength and took the initiative, pressing deep into the Demon Realm.
Led by the Three Great Loose Immortals and the Three Demon Kings, they held Xiantian Spirit Treasures and reversed the Laws of