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Between the layers of towering mountains, sinister winds howled and faint ghostly cries echoed.

A huge Corpse Puppet flew through the air.

Seated cross-legged atop it was Su Zhenhe, his expression gloomy.

At that moment, he was heading for the next Teleportation Array so he could reach the Ten Thousand Viper Sea.

After the initial fury, humiliation, jealousy, and hatred, Su Zhenhe was still in a foul mood, but he had gradually calmed down.

He secretly considered that after reaching the Ten Thousand Viper Sea's marketplace, he would devote himself to cultivation for three years and condense a mid-grade Immortal Infant.

After that, he would focus single-mindedly on cultivation.

Since Pei Ling had taken the position of Holy Son, not only would he lack the Li Clan's support, but he would also face their wariness and suppression. As a result, whether in cultivation speed or the depth of his resources, he would surely fall behind Su Zhenhe.

That was right. The path of cultivation was long, and a momentary victory or defeat meant nothing.

He was the legitimate son of the Su Clan. Even if he could not become the Holy Son, his future would still be limitless.

Decades, centuries, even a thousand years from now, Pei Ling might still be stuck in the Nascent Soul Realm, while he would have already ascended to an even higher realm!

By then...

As he was thinking, Su Zhenhe suddenly sensed something. He checked the Corpse Puppet's Escape Light and shouted in a deep voice, "Who's there?! Show yourself!"

The next moment, a chilling laugh rang out from all directions.

As it echoed, cold Black Mist silently spread. Countless Specter handmaidens appeared in midair, surrounding him on all sides.

Directly ahead of Su Zhenhe, a graceful figure slowly emerged from the void and