Under everyone's gaze, Qing Luan came back to her senses.
She looked at Li Mo lying on the ground not far away, took a deep breath, and said with a sigh, "This is even more troublesome than we imagined."
"Judging by his current condition, I'm almost certain this is Demon Transformation!"
"And it's a true Demon Transformation. Once complete, he'll become a member of the Demon Race. But if it fails, he could die and lose everything he's cultivated."
"During the Ancient Era, the Demon Race had a method like this. It was incredibly cruel and bloody. Countless living beings were slaughtered and piled up like sacrifices around the Demon Transformation Altar."
"Back then, Luohu and the Four Great Devil Kings under his command held the power to initiate it. Once they did, they could produce Demon Race cultivators without end. In fact, many cultivators who joined the Demon Race in that era had to undergo Demon Transformation before they could become true members of the Demon Race."
"Those who underwent Demon Transformation were scarcely different from the Pure-blood Devil Race. In some ways, they were even more versatile. They might appear somewhat different from pure-bloods, but they were more effective as fighters."
"That doesn't mean they were weak. Most so-called high-ranking Demon Generals rose from their ranks. True pure-blood high-ranking Demon Generals were exceedingly rare, and some even had the potential to become Devil Kings."
Hiss—
After hearing Qing Luan's explanation, everyone present drew a sharp breath.
If it was true, the implications were horrifying. And the information buried within her words was more frightening still.
For instance, failure meant death. If that was true, then Li Mo's current condition...
"Demon Transformation!"
"Becoming a member of the Demon Race?"
Li Yun, on the other hand, calmed down.
He had