Bibi Dong's Tenderness, Growth!

The one-eyed Soul Emperor's eyes flickered with a sinister light.

"Think about it, that woman has won forty-seven consecutive matches; how many good things must she have hoarded?"

"As long as we get our hands on that brat, force her to hand over all her Bloody Mary, and we two brothers will be able to live comfortably in this Slaughter City for at least a few years."

The goatee-bearded Soul Emperor nodded repeatedly.

"Big Brother is wise."

"If we can snatch that child, heh, are you worried she won't obediently submit?"

"By then, the resources on her, not to mention her top-tier figure, will all belong to us brothers!"

The two exchanged a glance, their faces instantly twisting into expressions of extreme greed and lechery.

The two murderous Soul Emperors immediately set their plan in motion.

They had observed for several days, and taking advantage of Bibi Dong heading to the Slaughter Arena today for her forty-eighth match, they had scouted the location in advance.

Moving with stealth, the two crept toward Bibi Dong's temporary hideout like a pair of venomous snakes.

"Click."

An extremely faint sound echoed out.

The cellar's stone door, which was not particularly sturdy, was slowly pushed open by the one-eyed Soul Emperor using brute force.

Although the sound was incredibly light, Lin Yuan, lying on the stone bed, heard it nonetheless.

His keen perception, inherited from the Nine Nether Beast, was activated in an instant.

Someone had broken in!

Lin Yuan opened his eyes, his gaze fixed directly toward the doorway.

Two tall, dark shadows walked in, one after the other.

The goatee-bearded Soul Emperor spotted Lin Yuan lying on the stone bed at once.

He said with a mocking, playful expression:

"Big Brother, he's right there!"

"It really is just an infant. Look at this soft, tender skin; it's sickening to look at. Hurry up and take him, don't wait for that woman to return."

The one-eyed Soul Emperor strode forward, extending a hand covered in calluses, intending to snatch Lin Yuan up and carry him away.

At this critical moment.

Lin Yuan sensed a grave threat, and the violent instincts of the Ten Fiends' Nine Nether Beast were ignited once more.

Just as the one-eyed Soul Emperor's calloused hand reached out, before it could even touch Lin Yuan's skin, a sudden, drastic change occurred.

The Nine Nether Beast bloodline lying dormant within Lin Yuan's body was thoroughly enraged by such pure malice.

A layer of extremely dark, gloomy light erupted suddenly from his tiny body.

Following this, extremely fine black scales instantly emerged across the surface of Lin Yuan's fair, tender skin.

These scales appeared to be forged from the hardest divine iron in the world, radiating a baleful aura that made one's soul tremble.

"Hiss--"

An incredibly sharp hiss emanated from Lin Yuan's throat.

This sound did not belong to any human; it carried the vastness of the primordial era and an ultimate desire for destruction, piercing directly into the eardrums of the two Soul Emperors.

Within the cramped cellar, space instantly distorted.

Behind Lin Yuan, thick, dense black mist churned and gathered, condensing directly into a terrifying, colossal phantom.

It was a horrifying, ferocious beast.

Above its massive dragon head grew a pair of thick, greyish bull horns, and its entire body was covered in black scales that resembled the abyss.

Most chilling of all was its immensely thick tail, from the end of which sprouted nine ferocious dragon heads, all glaring fixedly at the two intruders before them.

One of the Ten Fiends, the Nine Nether Beast!

"What kind of monster is this!"

The one-eyed Soul Emperor was scared out of his wits, his hair standing on end.

He tried to pull back and retreat, only to find that the surrounding space had been completely locked down by that terrifying pressure, and he couldn't summon even a shred of strength into his legs.

The goatee-bearded Soul Emperor's knees went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpricks as a foul, pungent liquid began to seep from his crotch.

In the face of such ferocity that defied their understanding, their proud Soul Emperor cultivation was like an ant encountering a true dragon; even the thought of resistance was crushed into dust.

Lin Yuan did not give them a chance to catch their breath.

Drawing upon the sliver of residual power that had just reawakened within him, he moved his will.

The Nine Nether Beast phantom extended a giant claw covered in black scales and struck down instantly.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only the soft sound of flesh disintegrating.

Before the two Soul Emperors could even let out a scream, their bodies exploded into two mists of blood in mid-air.

Just as the blood mist was about to dissipate, Lin Yuan directly activated the most domineering devouring talent of the Nine Nether Beast clan.

The nine dragon heads on the phantom opened their maws simultaneously, and an incredibly tyrannical suction force erupted.

Those two masses of blood mist, containing the lifelong cultivation and life essence of the Spirit Emperors, along with their scattered spirit power, were instantly drained and transformed into two streams of extremely pure energy, pouring continuously into Lin Yuan's belly.

The moment the devouring was complete, the black scales covering Lin Yuan's body faded away, and the phantom vanished into thin air.

He let out a burp, feeling a warm sensation throughout his entire body.

The power of those two Spirit Emperors had been thoroughly refined, not only replenishing the energy Lin Yuan had consumed while activating his bloodline, but also significantly elevating his physical foundation, causing his once soft and delicate bones to become increasingly tough.

"Bang!"

The stone door of the cellar was kicked open by a massive force.

Bibi Dong rushed in, panting heavily.

Having just finished a battle in the Slaughter Arena, she had keenly sensed that someone had triggered the secret mark she left at the stronghold, so she had rushed back at top speed, disregarding everything else.

Slaughter City was filled with evil ghosts; if the stronghold were breached, Lin Yuan would undoubtedly face certain death.

However, when she rushed into the cellar, she did not see the tragic scene she had imagined.

The narrow space was still permeated with a lingering, violent pressure, and all that remained on the ground were a few tattered scraps of cloth and two piles of black ash.

Lin Yuan was lying perfectly fine on the stone bed, even blowing a bubble of saliva from his mouth.

Bibi Dong was astonished, her beautiful eyes filled with shock.

They were already dead?

Bibi Dong walked quickly to the side of the stone bed and pulled Lin Yuan tightly into her arms.

Her blood-stained fingers carefully felt over Lin Yuan's body, and only after confirming that the little guy hadn't lost a single hair did the heart hanging in her throat finally settle.

"Just what kind of secrets are you hiding, child?"

Bibi Dong sighed softly.

After her frantic sprint, her body, which had already sustained minor injuries, felt somewhat weak.

She walked to a nearby storage pile and took out a clean waterskin and a piece of compressed dried meat wrapped in cloth.

This was the dry ration she had just exchanged for with the rewards from her forty-eighth consecutive victory.

She tore off a tiny crumb of the meat, mixed it with water, and carefully brought it to Lin Yuan's lips.

"Eat something. In Slaughter City, you must maintain your strength at all times," Bibi Dong said softly.

Looking at the meat crumb brought to his lips, Lin Yuan turned his head away in disgust.

He had just devoured the entire cultivation of two Spirit Emperors; his stomach was currently full of extremely high-level, pure energy, so he wasn't hungry at all, let alone interested in eating such coarse dried meat.

Seeing Lin Yuan's resistance, Bibi Dong was stunned for a moment, then, as if realizing something, a rare look of annoyance appeared on her face.

"I am truly muddled."

"You are still so small, you haven't even grown all your teeth yet; how could you swallow such coarse things?"

She looked at the exquisitely carved, doll-like Lin Yuan in her arms.

This child was not only her sole spiritual sustenance in this pitch-black hell, but he had once again protected himself in a crisis and even helped her resolve a major problem in disguise.