Mosquito Dao Venerable? Smart... But Limited

On the other side, endless Chaos.

Mosquito Daoist was observing everything in the shadows. When he saw Ling Xiao and the Origin-Devouring Beast suppressing the Lord of Myriad Demons as they entered the passage...

He could no longer contain his smile; the corners of his mouth turned up wildly, and then he burst into laughter.

"The Primordial World of the future will be ruled by me Mosquito Daoist... no! I should be called the Mosquito Dao Venerable!"

"Haha... Mosquito Dao Venerable!"

Mosquito Daoist's eyes flashed with divine light as he flew out of the primordial chaos, his laughter dispersing the surrounding Chaos and releasing the pent-up frustration in his chest.

At that moment, he felt more comfortable than ever before, and his whole being was elevated.

With Ling Xiao and the Lord of Myriad Demons leaving, it's safe to say they've bid farewell to this world forever.

The departure of the strongest warriors and the decline of the power of the Primordial World Heavenly Dao all foreshadowed his own rise.

Paving the way for the third generation of rulers of the Primordial World.

According to the general trend, it's time for him to take the stage.

"Every great upheaval in the world will bring forth a new ruler. Hongjun was like that, Ling Xiao was like that, so naturally, it will be me, Mosquito Dao Venerable, next!"

Mosquito Daoist seemed to have grasped something, and his expression grew even more arrogant, as if he had begun to adapt to his new identity.

All of this is not just empty talk. As long as he refines and devours the blood of the Lord of Myriad Demons, he will reach an unimaginable level.

The origins of the Primordial Chaos Species give them an innate advantage in dealing with things like blood. Although the Myriad Demon Blood is fierce, Mosquito Daoist is confident in its power.

Moreover, in order to go even further, at the very end, Mosquito Daoist secretly collected Ling Xiao's essence blood.

After successfully absorbing the blood of two powerful figures, one's abilities will undoubtedly reach a terrifying level.

Even if they can't reach the level of the Lord of Myriad Demons and Ling Xiao, they'll probably be just as good.

Mosquito Daoist has already planned that once he succeeds, he will emerge to unify the Primordial World, and even the Heavenly Dao will have to acknowledge him.

He rightfully became the third generation Dao Venerable.

Thinking of this, the Mosquito Daoist could no longer restrain himself. He immediately entered the Chaos, sat down cross-legged, and gently lifted up with both hands.

Two clumps of essence blood appeared in his palm, one as black as ink and without any luster.

The other one resembled a ruby, shimmering with a golden halo, beautiful and dazzling.

The two streams of essence blood began to circulate, containing immense power; once unleashed, they would be capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

Mosquito Daoist looked at the two clumps of essence blood in his hand, a struggle flashing in his eyes, his expression twisted and ferocious.

Devouring such powerful essence blood is no easy task; one wrong move and you'll explode and die, leaving not even ashes behind.

But with such a grand feast ahead, he didn't want to give up this opportunity no matter what.

Immediately, Mosquito Daoist gritted his teeth, steeled his heart, and sent the two clumps of essence blood into his mouth.

The next moment, the calm Mosquito Daoist suddenly became agitated, his pupils bulged, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was distorted to an extremely terrifying degree.

"Ah..."

He roared and grew larger, finally revealing his true form: a giant mosquito surrounded by a blood-red aura.

However, the power within him remained rampant, and he was on the verge of exploding and dying.

At this moment, inside the passage leading to the Origin True Realm.

Ling Xiao, standing on the Primordial Cauldron, continued to rush forward along the passage.

The True Realm Passage is like a wormhole, but much larger, boundless, bizarre, and fantastical, as if one were in a magical space.

Time flies by beneath our feet, and fragments of the Great Dao dance endlessly.

The scenery was beautiful, but Ling Xiao had no time to appreciate it, because the Primordial Cauldron beneath his feet was emanating a terrifying power, Lord of Myriad Demons was about to break free from its seal.

"Damn Ling Xiao, your actions will only provoke my wrath! Once I'm out, I will surely wash the Primordial World in blood!"

The Lord of Myriad Demons continued his demonic roar, unaware of his current predicament, still dreaming of going out and wreaking havoc.

"Lord of Myriad Demons, you can't cleanse the Primordial World with Primordial World, but you can go and cleanse the True Realm with blood."

Ling Xiao sneered, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"What?"

"Get out of my way!" the Lord of Myriad Demons roared, unleashing terrifying power as a gigantic demonic claw emerged from the cauldron.

With a loud bang, the seal was shattered.

"Hahaha..."

"Damn it, I've come out!" The arrogant voice of the Lord of Myriad Demons rang out, filled with chilling killing intent.

He wanted to destroy the world and kill everything.

Ling Xiao had already flown to the side, holding the Origin-Devouring Beast in his arms, watching quietly with an expression of pity for the mentally challenged.

The Lord of Myriad Demons, who was laughing, suddenly froze, looking around in bewilderment with his six eyes wide open.

"Where... is this? You bastard, you actually tried to trap me with an illusion?"

He suddenly looked at Ling Xiao, coldly shouting, the killing intent in his eyes materializing, and then slashed out with a whoosh.

"Snort!"

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, raised his hand to wipe away the incoming light blade, and said sarcastically:

"Lord of Myriad Demons, are you senile? Can't you sense where you are?"

Upon hearing this, the Lord of Myriad Demons' eyes flickered, then froze instantly. He remained silent for a rare moment before speaking, word by word:

"Is this the World Passage?"

"You intend to send me to the Origin True Realm?"

These two sentences were squeezed out through gritted teeth.

He recalled what Ling Xiao had just said—that he would take him to massacre the Origin True Realm —and easily guessed where this passage led.

"You guessed right, you have indeed become quite smarter, but only to a limited extent," Ling Xiao said calmly, his confident demeanor making the Lord of Myriad Demons want to tear his face apart.

"Haha..." The Lord of Myriad Demons grinned maliciously, wishing he could tear Ling Xiao to pieces a thousand times with his eyes.

"So what if it's a passage to the True Realm? Watch me shatter it!"

As he spoke, surging magical power gathered in his palm, ready to strike.

"Wait! I advise you not to act rashly. Breaking the passage at this time will only cause unimaginable disaster, and we might both die."

"Returning to the Primordial World is impossible now. Accept your fate."

Ling Xiao spoke loudly, advising the Lord of Myriad Demons not to act impulsively.

They were trapped in the passage; if they destroyed it, not only would they be unable to return to the Primordial World, but their lives might also be in danger.

This is a passage to the Origin True Realm, containing terrifying energy and matter—this is no joke.

"Accept your fate?" The Lord of Myriad Demons was not intimidated; the killing intent on his face remained undiminished.

"Make that beast clear the way back, or we'll all die together!"

He discovered that the passage back seemed to be blocked, making it impossible to go back; he could only move forward. The Lord of Myriad Demons had never been involved in this area, so who could have imagined that this day would come?

Upon hearing the Lord of Myriad Demons' threat, Ling Xiao shook his head and refused without even thinking.

"Going back is out of the question. At worst, we'll fight to the death."

We're already halfway there, why would we turn back?

Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back.

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare? After I kill you, catching this beast will be the same."

The Lord of Myriad Demons sneered, not as a threat, but as a serious declaration of war.

The terrifying demonic power instantly shook the surrounding area, causing the passage to tremble and almost collapse.