Most demonic cultivators had poor temperaments and little control over their emotions, stamping their feet in agitation at the slightest trouble. Watching Demon Lord Hong Yu, a mighty expert at half-step tribulation transcendence, desperately try to hack Pei Ling to death before the space shattered—or cleave this space open to seek a sliver of survival—as though blinded by bloodlust, Qiao Ranran could only sigh.
With Pei Ling there, she did not panic at all. "Why do his abilities seem a little familiar?" It was not merely because he was a sword cultivator, but also because of the devouring power and spatial power hidden within his demonic qi.
Pei Ling gave a quiet hum. "After he became a demon, a chance encounter led him to slaughter Guai Guai's maternal clan. Once he was cursed, he gained a certain degree of devouring ability. As for his spatial power, who knows where he devoured that from."
After devouring too many things, sometimes even he could no longer distinguish where his powers came from. Demon Lord Hong Yu had founded Demon Abyss City in the Demon Realm, using his position as city lord to recruit powerful demonic cultivators, all of whom ultimately became his "rations."
He had originally devoured endlessly to gain greater power, only to end up shackled by that jumble of powers, trapped at half-step tribulation transcendence for so many years without making any progress. After Pei Ling's sudden disruption several years ago, Demon Lord Hong Yu's cultivation had even regressed for a time, and he had only managed to stabilize it again with great difficulty.
It was precisely that unexpected incident that made Demon Lord Hong Yu realize there was a serious problem with his cultivation method. While searching for Pei Ling, he had also sought a way to remedy its