The Perfect Self, The Great Thousand Dao Lord's Coercion

This voice belonged to none other than the original body he had devoured.

"You're not dead? Where are you? Get out here!"

Heart Demon looked around in utter horror, trying to find Ling Xiao's whereabouts.

He panicked—truly panicked. He had clearly devoured the original body, so why had it suddenly appeared again?

"What are you afraid of? Weren't you the same back then, hiding in the shadows? Now, we've merely switched places."

Ling Xiao's voice continued to ring out, melodious and faintly amused.

"You're in my sea of consciousness?"

Heart Demon's thoughts stirred as he hurriedly searched within himself. Yet he found nothing—not a trace of Ling Xiao.

"Where are you hiding? Get the hell out here!"

He was enraged, frantic with fury.

"Alas..." A long sigh sounded.

"It seems you still don't understand this body well enough. Your knowledge of it is lacking."

"Stop playing tricks! Don't think there's nothing I can do to you just because you won't show yourself." Heart Demon flew into a rage, so furious he nearly ascended on the spot. His body shuddered, and roaring flames erupted over him, burning his own flesh.

He was trying to force Ling Xiao out this way.

"Alright, alright, don't waste your strength. I'll come out on my own."

Ling Xiao's voice rang out again. As his words fell, Heart Demon suddenly felt monstrous waves rise in his heart-sea. The power within his body was rapidly draining away, as though he had also lost something incomparably important.

"Buzz..."

Ripples spread through the void, and a figure that filled Heart Demon with terror slowly emerged, a barely perceptible smile hanging on his face.

"That's impossible! I clearly devoured you! Heart Demon... Heart Demon... Could it be that I, too, can give birth to a Heart Demon?"

Evil Ling Xiao