"By chance, I fell in love with a demon man in the past. Coupled with the fact that there has always been only one bloodline of the Ying Tian Beast, the child only possesses demonic blood.
If you have the opportunity in the future, go to the demon realm for me! There is also something I left behind that might be of some help to you." The woman's voice grew weaker, her form becoming indistinct.
"Time is running out. I've gathered quite a bit of power over the years by relying on the faith of the dead demonic beasts outside. Combined with what I had before, it should be just enough for you to break through to the Divine Realm. Remember: do not trust the Heavenly Dao too much!"
After the woman finished speaking, her form dissolved into a wisp of smoke and vanished.
This wisp of smoke seemed to possess sentience. It drew the spiritual energy gathered in the entire mountain peak and slowly converged towards Xing Yuan's body, forming a giant cocoon.
Within it, Xing Yuan experienced the events that the previous Ying Tian Beasts had encountered, her emotions shifting with theirs.
Simultaneously, Xing Yuan's appearance transformed from a pure and harmless cute beast into one with sharp claws and fangs, her wings becoming as sharp as blades.
There was one thing the woman hadn't mentioned: Ying Tian Beasts could not break out of their cocoons on their own; they required external force.
Ying Tian Beasts were originally genderless. The first person they saw after hatching would determine their gender. At the same time, they would inherit some of the abilities of the one who awakened them, forming an inseparable connection with her.
This was also a form of restraint imposed by the Heavenly Dao. After all, if a creature understood all the principles of the world from birth and had experienced countless vicissitudes, they would become so heartless that they would disregard the very meaning of their existence.
After an unknown period, the cocoon gradually began to break apart, piece by piece. Following a burst of azure light, Xing Yuan slowly emerged.
Her slender figure gracefully unfurled. With a gentle step, a powerful aura surged forth, unmistakably that of the Divine Realm. Her azure eyes were devoid of emotion, the gaze of a lofty deity.
Gods pity mortals, yet they are also the most ruthless beings in the world.
The deity gently closed her eyes and took another step forward, leaving the mountain.
This was a mountain peak that was constantly in motion. Sensing the presence of others, the deity moved away directly. Gods do not interfere in mortal affairs; she had her own tasks to attend to.
Too many experiences belonging to others suddenly flooded her mind. She became lost in this vast sea of memories, unable to distinguish who she truly was.
The obsession of the previous Ying Tian Beast was too profound. The inexperienced Xing Yuan could not withstand the onslaught of these memories and subconsciously began to identify as her. Therefore, she now had to seek out the demon race and eradicate them completely.
Meanwhile, the threads on Xing Yue's wrist trembled incessantly, indicating that the person at the other end was in trouble.
Xing Yue's brow furrowed. She activated the mark she had placed on Xing Yuan earlier, attempting to ascertain her safety. However, the mark was like a stone dropped into the sea, completely unresponsive.
Xing Yue grew anxious but did not hesitate. She followed the threads directly. However, the figure at the other end of the threads was constantly moving, making it impossible for her to catch up anytime soon. All she could do was pray for Xing Yuan's safety.
Xing Yuan finally stopped beside what appeared to be a desolate volcanic area. Here, she sensed residual demonic energy.
With a wave of her hand, the mountain collapsed. The demons underground were forced to emerge, but the moment they saw the face of the person above, they turned and fled.
Ying Tian Beasts were nominally created by the Heavenly Dao, its children. Thus, the Heavenly Dao favored its children exceptionally. Both before and after their transformation, they possessed a beauty that commanded admiration.
Combined with her azure eyes, the racial characteristics were unmistakably obvious! This demon had also lived through the era when Ying Tian Beasts suppressed them. No one understood better than him how terrifying this race was.
"Trying to run?" Xing Yuan's azure eyes held a faint smile. Her body suddenly flashed before the demon, and she reached out, grasping his neck. "Caught you!"
The demon's face contorted in fear. He stammered, "You, we, our demon race has been very well-behaved recently. There are only a few of us left alive here now. Please spare us!"
"Oh? There are other demons? Lead the way." Xing Yuan ignored his other words, focusing only on what she wanted to hear.
"You can't do this! The Heavenly Dao promised us a sliver of hope back then." Bert, though afraid of death, would not betray his kin to save himself.
"I promised?" Xing Yuan's eyes were filled with confusion, and a hint of struggle appeared in her expression. Her humanity told her that this seemed to be the case.
"Yes, yes! You personally promised that as long as we stayed here obediently and stopped causing trouble outside, you would leave us a sliver of hope."
Bert noticed that the newly born Ying Tian Beast seemed to be in an unusual state. However, the powerful bloodline suppression made him utterly incapable of resisting. He could only try his best to persuade her.
Xing Yuan stood frozen for a long time. Bert almost thought she had fallen asleep when she suddenly spoke, "I remember. Although it wasn't me who personally promised, our race has always kept its word. This time, I will let you go."
With that, Xing Yuan loosened her grip, and Bert plummeted to the ground from thousands of miles in the sky.
Bert wanted to curse. Although demons were known for their tough hides, they shouldn't be bullied like this! Her power had also been sealed. By the time he managed to crawl out of the ruins, Xing Yuan had already vanished.
Xing Yuan felt that her memories might be in disarray. She needed to find a place to go into seclusion and process them.
Meanwhile, after several days of travel, Xing Yue finally found Xing Yuan.
Xing Yue looked at the girl sitting on the ground, whose peerless beauty was still evident, with some doubt. However, the thread on her wrist was made of dragon whiskers. Even if it were cut, it would only disappear, not inexplicably appear on someone else. Therefore, this must be Xing Yuan after her transformation.
Thinking this, Xing Yue couldn't help but approach, wanting to observe her closely.
Xing Yuan suddenly opened her eyes. Her body felt a little hot due to her continuous efforts to verify the authenticity of her memories through her bloodline.
Her eyes were filled with curiosity. Upon seeing the familiar face before her, she unconsciously murmured, "Sister!"