A figure in white slowly materialized, then landed gracefully, her form elegant, black hair flowing, her aura as cold and noble as it was beautiful, her expression utterly indifferent...
As the woman appeared, her familiar appearance and tone met everyone's eyes, and their expressions jolted!
The most shocked was Lin Lang Liuli. She widened her identical beautiful eyes and said in disbelief, "You... you... how is this possible? You're not..."
Jin Bao'er's gaze flickered, revealing a faint smile, laced with deep sarcasm and disdain. "You? You dare covet my physical body? Hmph! Fool! You want a puppet body so badly, you should have said so earlier! This immortal has plenty!"
Upon hearing the word "puppet," Lin Lang Liuli's pupils constricted sharply. She quickly looked down at her fingers, feeling their warmth before calming down slightly...
Seeing her movements, Jin Bao'er remained expressionless, her tone chilling. "The Synthetic Puppet Talisman requires only a single strand of hair, guaranteeing a perfect replica, with body temperature and heartbeat exactly as you wish, one hundred percent realistic!"
Then, seeing Lin Lang Liuli's ashen face, she changed her tone, her thin lips curling into a cold, mocking smile. "It's a pity you can't cultivate, can't channel spiritual energy, can't have children, and can't even eat!"
It could be said that such a life was worse than death! Let alone in the Upper Realm where strength reigned supreme!
Jin Bao'er watched the face, identical to her own, contort in panic, and a wave of displeasure surged within her... "My face, you are not worthy!"
With that, she raised her hand, unleashing a wave of spiritual energy. A sharp, cold blade flew out swiftly...
"Ah!!"
A piercing scream erupted. Blood splattered, accompanied by ice shards, mingled with scraps of flesh. A horrifyingly gruesome visage appeared, its cheeks mangled and bloody, utterly devoid of any recognizable features...
Lin Lang Liuli shrieked and knelt on the ground, wailing. Tears streamed down, moistening her wounds and intensifying the pain, mixing with the blood that dripped down! She writhed as if wanting to touch but not daring to, her appearance pitiful...
However, it evoked no sympathy from anyone present!
Except for the young disciples who had just acquired the bodies of the elderly!
"Enough! Stop! You woman, how venomous!"
The first disciple stepped forward, his voice emanating from an ancient, withered physique. His eyes were filled with indignant fury! Perhaps the potent strength within his body gave him confidence, and the disciple completely forgot how terrifying Jin Bao'er's power was...
With the first, there was a second! "As women, how can you be so terrible? Our clan leader did nothing, why are you doing this to her? It's just a face! You are too cruel!"
Clearly, Lin Lang Liuli had been very successful in brainwashing the clan disciples during her reign. The disciples who had just possessed new bodies spoke up, condemning Jin Bao'er's actions. Their agitated and angry expressions held none of their previous fear or trepidation.
In response, Jin Bao'er's gaze shifted, coldly sweeping over their aged faces one by one, a killing intent radiating from her... Then, she narrowed her eyes, the sense of danger causing them to instinctively shut their mouths, their hearts pounding wildly!
She laughed. "I am venomous?" "She usurped my body and destiny, is that not venomous?" "I am selfish?" "You group of useless trash dare to accuse me?"
With that, she suddenly dropped her smile, and her oppressive aura descended! The power of the Great Dao surged around her, instantly compressing the air, making the entire underground palace feel suffocating! Simultaneously, an icy chill spread rapidly, causing the temperature to plummet!
Clan Leader Lin Lang's expression jolted. He raised his hand, sending a ball of black mist charging forward...
Jin Bao'er's eyes turned cold. She extended her hand and drew her sword! A soft pink light, infused with a sharp, formidable sword intent, shattered the demonic energy on the spot!
That's right, Clan Leader Lin Lang had already become a demon, a demon of the Heavenly Emperor realm! Even ten thousand years ago, such beings were few. She pursed her lips, her expression complex and her anger surging. A gentle breeze stirred, her imposing aura radiating outwards! Yet her voice remained calm and indifferent...
"Ten thousand years ago, the Lin Lang clan suffered countless casualties resisting the demons, even pleading with the Dragon Clan, which led to the war between immortals and demons! The demons were annihilated, bringing tens of thousands of years of peace to the Upper Realm!"
"And you... as the clan leader of the Lin Lang clan, colluded with the demons ten thousand years ago, and now you have willingly fallen, descending into demonhood! You have harmed sentient beings, acted against the heavens! Even if you shed all karma, you deserve to die!"
These few sentences could not fully describe the millennia of valiant struggle between cultivators and demons, but they conveyed her anger and disdain. Clan Leader Lin Lang's face remained grim throughout, his eyes filled with endless darkness... His voice exuded a supreme arrogance that scorned all things!
"Beings of the Upper Realm? Cultivators? Heh! They are merely a bunch of incompetent cowards! The Demon God was right, their true destiny lies in exhausting the entire Upper Realm's power to help one person ascend to immortality! If not for you and the Dragon Ancestor ten thousand years ago... how could the demon race have failed!"
Regardless of what Jin Bao'er thought, the others who heard this changed their expressions, except for the young men whose souls occupied the old bodies. Clearly, they understood what they were doing, but for their own benefit, they placed no value on any living creature.
Jin Bao'er's eyes suddenly turned cold. She stopped speaking and attacked directly, her sharp sword intent casting a dazzling light, aimed straight at Clan Leader Lin Lang's neck.
The opponent was prepared. He quickly dodged backward and a fist flew out, incredibly fast. Despite his withered body, his strength was not at all inferior... Jin Bao'er was slightly surprised and went all out! She could tell that a prolonged battle would not be feasible; even though the opponent was injured, his strength was no weaker than hers!
After a back-and-forth exchange, the entire underground palace shook violently. Everyone scrambled to take cover, hastily running towards the exit... However, as Jin Bao'er's hand, wielding the power of the Great Dao, missed its mark, the force directly surged towards the exit...
"Boom!!"
Instantly, the entire underground palace trembled violently. The solid stone walls could not withstand the impact and exploded on the spot! Rubble rained down! It completely blocked the exit... Two figures, caught off guard, were crushed beneath the debris...
Jin Bao'er didn't care; these people were going to die anyway.
The two figures exchanged blows, their speed astonishing. Each move was life-threatening! The underground palace flashed with various lights, the power of the Great Dao and potent demonic energy filling every corner!
As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer! Jin Bao'er and the other fought fiercely, neither sustaining fatal injuries. But the more than ten people piled up at the exit were not so fortunate. Besides being affected by the shockwaves of their attacks, they were sometimes hit inadvertently, quickly suffering severe injuries!
The next second, both figures retreated simultaneously and then stood firm, their breathing and complexions not looking good.