A shout rang out.
At the head of the group were three Demon Race Squad leaders. One of them, with gray wings growing from his back, was Kolok of the Winged Demon Race. He stared at the sky, his eyes filled with shock.
"Such terrifying Spiritual Power... This is a human's awakening of Innate Inner Spiritual Power!"
Beside him, a burly Mad Demon Squad Leader rumbled, "This talent is more terrifying than any Child of Light in the records! We have to report it immediately!"
"Right! We can't let a genius like this grow up!"
Just as they reached an agreement and prepared to send someone back with the news,
a cool female voice rang out without warning, carrying a hint of condescension.
"What's going on? Why all the commotion?"
Hoofbeats sounded as a caravan bearing a flag with a distinctive clan insignia slowly approached.
Kolok recognized the insignia on the flag. His expression turned grave, and he immediately reined in all the energy he had been exuding, bowing respectfully.
He hurried forward and respectfully reported the strange sight in the sky and their suspicions to the closed carriage curtains.
After a long while, the cool female voice finally came from behind them.
"I understand. I'll report this to my superiors."
With that, the caravan continued on without pausing, passing straight by them.
Only after it had gone some distance did the Demon Race Squad leaders dare to straighten up.
Inside the carriage,
Yueye leaned against the cushions, her expression changing slightly.
She gave an order to the maid beside her, her voice utterly devoid of warmth.
"Pass down my order."
"Kill every demon who took part in that report."
"Leave no one alive."
Silence filled the carriage.
Yueye's fingertips lightly traced the silk cushion. The aura within that pillar of light that had shot into the sky still lingered in her mind.
Pure light.
And deep within that light, a thread of darkness, nearly impossible to detect...
It was a power unique to the Demon Race.
A human could never possess Spiritual Power like that.
That awakened one, like her, was a hybrid of human and demon.
She had to help him.
Yueye sighed softly, lowering her long eyelashes.
"Little one, this is as far as I can help you."
If she could, she would have brought this newly awakened kindred to her side and trained him herself.
In this world, the only one who might share her pain... was perhaps him.
Unfortunately, venturing deep into human territory to find someone was no different from courting death.
That thought could only remain a thought.
As she sat lost in thought, several short, anguished screams sounded outside the carriage, then quickly fell silent.
In the grass,
Kolok of the Winged Demon Race crouched as low as he could, barely even breathing.
He had sensed something was wrong from the start.
As a staunch warmonger, he had always despised appeasers like Yueye, who advocated "trade between humans and demons."
Her abnormal behavior just now had only confirmed his suspicions.
Just as he thought!
Watching Yueye's guards swiftly and cleanly slaughter the comrades who had been talking with him moments earlier, Kolok's eyes blazed with hatred.
He silently took out a pitch-black feather, sliced his fingertip, and pressed a drop of demon blood onto it.
An almost imperceptible message crossed space and reached the Star Rail Guard.
"Yueye has betrayed the Demon Race and is sheltering a human genius!"
He described what had happened in a few concise words.
After a long while, the feather began to tremble, returning a message.
Kolok read its contents, his whole body shaking with excitement.
The Star Demon God had personally given the order!
Kolok's Winged Demon Race would join the Mad Demon Race and the Hell Demon Race to lay an ambush and kill Yueye's next caravan!
The Star Demon God would personally hold off the Moon Demon God, ensuring she couldn't come to the rescue!
With this irrefutable proof of "betrayal," even if Yueye died, the Moon Demon Race would have nothing to say!
"Good, good, good!"
Kolok clenched his fist so tightly his knuckles turned white.
"Yueye, you're as good as dead!"
He looked at the bloody scene of the killings in the distance and repeatedly knocked his head against the ground in that direction, giving three deep bows.
His teeth ground together with a harsh clatter.
"Brothers, I'll avenge you!"
Within the Demon Race Territory, undercurrents were already surging.
Meanwhile,
in a hidden Heaven-Piercing Holy Tower, far from any human settlement,
the top of the tower had lain silent for ten thousand years.
Without warning, an aged soul appeared.
Confusion first flickered in his translucent eyes, then gave way to utter astonishment.
"How is this possible?"
His quavering voice echoed across the empty summit.
He was completely stunned.
The Holy Death Spirit Archmage, Elacris.
Once an Innate Full Light Spiritual Power User, the most dazzling Child of Light on the continent, he had ultimately become the lord of the undead.
He had waited far too long, searching for someone worthy of inheriting his legacy.
And just moments ago, it was the pillar of light that had shot up from Odin Town that had roused him from his endless slumber.
Ordinary people might have sensed only the vastness and holiness of that light.
But he, Elacris, had clearly perceived its true nature.
Innate Spiritual Power that had brought the Light Attribute to a perfect one hundred points!
And that wasn't all!
Deep within that ultimate light lurked a thread of darkness...
Darkness perfectly fused with the power of light, without the slightest conflict!
Elacris's soul trembled.
This was the perfect constitution for practicing necromancy, one he had envisioned his whole life yet concluded could never exist!
It was even more perfect than his own constitution!
In his understanding, this was a paradox.
Even in a human-demon hybrid, light and darkness would only conflict. Awakening both was impossible.
Even if he allowed for the possibility that someone might miraculously awaken both attributes, they would inevitably suppress each other, making it impossible to reach the higher ranks for the rest of one's life.
Even if he went a thousand steps further and assumed both attributes were powerful enough, their combined Innate Inner Spiritual Power could never break through the limit of one hundred! Mixed Spiritual Power would only bring one's potential to an end prematurely!
Even the most perfect balance, ninety-nine points of light and one point of darkness, was nowhere near as good as one hundred points of Innate Inner Spiritual Power of light!
And yet now, the theory he had personally disproved countless times, this impossible miracle, had appeared before him in the flesh!
"Haha... Hahahaha!"
Elacris's soul wavered violently as he let out an uncontrollable laugh of joy.
"Heaven hasn't abandoned me!"
He made up his mind in an instant.
He would find this child, no matter the cost!
Vmmmm—
Elacris's translucent body suddenly began to burn. It was his spiritual essence, which had lain dormant for ten thousand years!
An invisible will spread outward from the Holy Tower like a web, crossing mountains and mighty passes until it enveloped most of the Demon Race Territory!
Inside the cave,
Long Xuanye still had no idea of the enormous upheaval he had already caused.
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