Those strange creatures are clearly numerous, but now there are far fewer in an "active" state. Even though they are still struggling madly, they can no longer escape. It's only a matter of time before they are completely digested.

However, suddenly, a wisp of eerie black smoke slid out from one side of this giant egg.

The black smoke, like a snake, slithered past the secret realm of ice crystal mirages, slowly moving outward, until it reached an icy plain.

Frozen on the plain were bodies...or rather, living bodies.

Those who could come here were at least cultivators at the Crimson Palace Realm, and once they encountered the Snow State among the Three States of the Tumor Realm, they would not die but would be frozen in cause and effect, sleeping in a strange state.

This black smoke was naturally a presence of the Celestial Demon System from the Rotting Thought Layer of the Sea of Suffering's second layer — the Nine-Child Demon Mother.

Although its main body could not escape, in an emergency, it could split a wisp of its presence to wander out.

Previously, it attempted to take over the body of a Purple Mansion Cultivator to travel outside, but there was no such body.

Therefore, it had to come to this frozen ice and snow to seek a suitable body.

Like the demon monk, it did not have a divine soul, so its prerequisite for targeting was that the host must still be alive.

However, with the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold being closed for years, finding a suitable body was really not easy.

After some searching, it hovered above a frozen body.

Beneath it was a long-legged female cultivator.

She wore a pure silver sword robe, her long hair loose, eyes blankly open...

The Nine-Child Demon Mother seriously gazed at that body, its sight penetrating the shell and reaching the depths of the divine soul, observing the frozen cause and effect.

Watching, it seemed to make a decision, suddenly plunging downward.

The ice and snow capable of freezing cause and effect could not affect it in the slightest.

The black smoke seeped into the frozen soil, drilling in through the female cultivator's ears and nose.

In a moment...

Boom!

The frozen soil shattered.

The female cultivator stepped out.

"Su Yao, is it? Middle Stage of Crimson Palace? You actually have a thread of cause and effect with that Song Yan. Truly serendipitous."

"This body was almost at its limit, but because of the frozen soil, its lifespan was slightly extended?

If it weren't that I had no other choice, I wouldn't have picked you."

A moment later...

"Hmm, not entirely without value.

There is actually a wisp of ancient race divine soul inheritance inside. This inheriting aura... feels quite familiar. Let me see what's going on."

Another moment...

"Oh, it's the Lingbo Ancient Race.

Then it wasn't a wrong choice after all.

Heh heh heh, such a pitiable little thing.

Let me, your grandmother, unlock this sealed divine soul inheritance for you."

"Thus... you can better be of use to me!"

With a bizarre laugh, black energy suffused around the silver-robed female cultivator's body, as if breaking through some seal within her, leaving her posture with an odd graceful lightness, like a breeze, like water, drifting gracefully.

Blades can cut paper, cut iron, but they cannot cut water.

Even though the water is temporarily severed, it will quickly restore flowing.

The innate divine soul inheritance of the Lingbo Ancient Race is like water, no matter the power attacking them, they will evade like water, thus never really being hit. Even facing unavoidable attacks like cause-and-effect tracking type, they can divert the attack by abandoning carried items.

This is the terrifying talent of the Lingbo Ancient Race.

It does not lie in physical strength, not in cultivation, but in agile dodging.

After unlocking the inheritance, the Demon Mother Su Yao leisurely walked across this frozen soil.

Although her body was only at the Middle Stage of the Crimson Palace, the power hidden in her divine soul was indeed a wisp of the Nine-Child Demon Mother's presence.

If the demon monks of the Obsession Layer corresponded to the divine infant, then the Nine-Child Demon Mother would be above them!

Haste makes waste.

The Demon Mother Su Yao would not rashly venture outside.

If the great Snow Country formation must be destroyed, then let it be destroyed.

After all, that formation, although important, was not the only one, nor just nine.

Those formations had long been scattered across this continent.

Millennial layout, not so easily broken.

It does not entirely rely on the demon monk's strength.

At this time, as she walked, many already dead cultivators emerged under the frozen soil, with numerous storage bags hidden upon them, some even visible through the ice, and in these storage bags would undoubtedly be various resources.

However, the Demon Mother Su Yao completely disregarded these resources, because... there was something better, more suitable.

That is the complete inheritance of the Lingbo Ancient Race!

She just happened to know.

Because, she just happened to witness in person the fall of the Lingbo Ancient Race!

After a long while, the Demon Mother Su Yao reached the outermost secret realm of the Soul Threshold, extending two large hands of black smoke forward, fiercely tearing at the brink of the already nearly fully opened secret realm.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

More Sea of Suffering aura burst out.

Accompanying it was the release of the Soul Threshold's aura!

The Ice Mirror Soul Threshold was born in advance, completely out into the world!

After doing this, the Demon Mother Su Yao quickly stepped into the next secret realm.

That secret realm was one filled with mansions, evidently once inhabited, but now utterly empty.

As the Demon Mother Su Yao stepped in, the various furniture in the mansions turned to dust.

In the darkness, strange figures occupied by dread loomed, only shrinking back swiftly as the Demon Mother Su Yao approached.

Soon, the Demon Mother Su Yao stooped to pick up a wooden plaque.

The wooden plaque shimmered, seemingly sensing something, and after a moment, an old sigh came from within.

'Never thought, after so long, I could still encounter a person of my race, come with me, old man... ah...'

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Fire Worship Demon Sect, secret realm...

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