As the Twisted Demon God ascended to Level 10, waves of a warped Great Dao aura began to emanate from his body. The wisps were ethereal, yet tangibly real.

CRACK! CRACK!

Then.

The Twisted Demon God’s form also began to change.

Finally.

The transformation was complete.

"Haaa..."

Xu Qing took a deep breath, observing the transformed Level 10 Twisted Demon God. It had indeed changed significantly.

"Your subordinate, Twisted Demon God, kneels before you, Master."

THUD!

The Level 10 Twisted Demon God knelt before Xu Qing and kowtowed. His tone was utterly reverent. "Thank you for your blessing, Master. You have allowed this subordinate to advance further."

"Mm."

Xu Qing’s expression was calm. He gave a slight nod and asked, "Twisted Demon God, have you now stepped into the ’Eighth Realm’?"

It was clear to see.

The Twisted Demon God’s appearance had changed, becoming much more like a member of the Human Race. His skin was grayish-black, and he sported a pair of spiraling dragon horns. Black wings, formed from countless streams of dark light, had sprouted from his back. They could be retracted at will, turning into a pair of tattoos on the Level 10 Twisted Demon God’s back when stored away.

His facial features were almost identical to a human’s, except for his eyes, which were a golden amber. A faint, flickering mark rested between his brows.

Furthermore.

The Level 10 Twisted Demon God was clad in a pitch-black robe, his entire being radiating an ominous aura. The surrounding Void had begun to distort in various ways.

"In response, Master."

The Level 10 Twisted Demon God replied, "This subordinate has not yet truly stepped into the ’Eighth Realm.’ I have only reached the absolute extreme of the Seventh Realm."

"Right now,"

"I have condensed 129,600 Lights of the Great Dao. The next step is to condense these 129,600 Lights of the Great Dao into a single ’Dao Mark.’ Then, I must use the ’Dao Mark’ to channel the Power of Chaos Dao and use it to cleanse my body, soul, and consciousness. Once I forge a ’Dao Foundation,’ I will be able to truly step into the ’Eighth Realm.’"

"Mm."

Xu Qing nodded slightly. "I understand. So you’re now just one step away from the ’Eighth Realm’."

"Yes, Master."

The Level 10 Twisted Demon God nodded.

"Let’s go."

Xu Qing stood up and said in a low voice, "It’s time for us to return to Dragon Island."

"Yes. As you command."

The Level 10 Twisted Demon God replied.

BUZZ! BUZZ!

With a single thought.

White light surged from the bodies of Xu Qing and the Level 10 Twisted Demon God. In a flash, they vanished, leaving the Level 41 Beastman Mini World.

「Dragon Island World.」

SWISH! SWISH!

Two white lights flashed.

Xu Qing and the Level 10 Twisted Demon God returned to the Dragon Island World.

"Master."

The Level 10 Twisted Demon God looked at Xu Qing.

"The Dragon Scales."

Xu Qing held out his hand.

"Yes."

The Level 10 Twisted Demon God handed both the Black Dragon Scale and the Cyan Dragon Scale to Xu Qing.

"Mm."

Xu Qing took them. Then, with a flex of his hands, an immense Power erupted, and he instantly crushed both the Black Dragon Scale and the Cyan Dragon Scale.

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

BOOM!

In that instant.

The surrounding space-time quaked, the cosmic Void trembled, and countless cracks appeared. A terrifying draconic might surged forth. It was a horrifying pressure, like the sky falling or the universe exploding, and it bore down on Xu Qing.

Powerful!

It was truly, immensely powerful!

ROAR!!!

The dragon’s roar echoed throughout the cosmos.

"Human!"

BOOM!

Another deafening crash.

An impossibly majestic cyan dragon head emerged from the cosmic Void, looking down upon Xu Qing from on high. Its massive dragon eyes stared intently at him.

"You crushed the Dragon Scales I gave you. Does this mean you’ve found the Fallen Dragon?"

the Master of Cyan Dragon, Ao Qing, questioned in a deep voice.

"That’s right."

Xu Qing smiled. He nodded slightly, his hands clasped behind his back, and looked at the Master of Cyan Dragon. In a calm voice, he said, "I did indeed find the Fallen Dragon."

"Where?!"

The Master of Cyan Dragon sounded excited and agitated.

"Heh..."

Xu Qing let out a cold laugh and looked at the Master of Cyan Dragon. "You look to the far horizon, when the truth is right under your nose. Master of Cyan Dragon, you are the Fallen Dragon!"

"Insolence!"

BOOM!

The Master of Cyan Dragon roared, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Hahaha..."

Xu Qing threw his head back and laughed. "Ao Qing, you can drop the act. You are the Fallen Dragon, and you are also the Master of Cyan Dragon. Why bother hiding it any longer?"

"Jie jie jie..."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The Master of Cyan Dragon’s voice changed instantly, twisting into a sharp, sinister cackle. His colossal dragon body began to release wisps of dark, fallen energy...

At this moment.

All of Dragon Island began to seemingly decay.

Just then.

One half of the Master of Cyan Dragon’s body turned black while the other half remained cyan. His voice also sounded as if two voices were speaking at once.

"Human, how did you find out?"

Ao Qing demanded in his deep voice.

"..."

Xu Qing did not answer.

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t answer."

Ao Qing continued, "Because you are about to die here."

ROAR!!!

The words had barely left his mouth.

Ao Qing opened his massive maw and unleashed a terrifyingly powerful dragon’s breath. The cyan-and-black breath spread out, enveloping Xu Qing.

"Twisted Demon God."

Xu Qing’s expression was calm as he said coolly, "It’s your turn."

"As you command, Master,"

the Level 10 Twisted Demon God replied.

CRACK! CRACK!

Without hesitation.

The Level 10 Twisted Demon God unleashed his immense Power. Instantly, 129,600 Lights of the Great Dao materialized around his body.