After awakening, the female supporting character in the abused novel only wants to ascend to immorta

Chapter 687 Origin of Hometown
Lin Zhao summoned the Holy Dragon Emperor's Spear: "I don't have much time, so let's hurry."

A crimson flame shot into the sky, lightning suddenly descended from the pitch-black sky, and a thunder dragon was born, its power swallowing up thousands of miles.

In the blink of an eye, the demons in front of Lin Zhao were reduced to fragments, leaving not even a corpse behind.

The Demon King, who was desperately suppressing Jin Ya, had his neck snapping as it moved to this side. Upon seeing the Holy Dragon Emperor's Spear, his vision went black.

"The Dragon-Phoenix Emperor?!"

Shouldn't the Dragon-Phoenix Emperor be fighting against the evil thoughts from another world in the Ancestral Dragon and Ancestral Phoenix realm? How did he end up in the Demon Realm of the Demon Ancestor realm?
Or does she already know about the relationship between the demon race and the evil thoughts from another world?

No, no, no, that's impossible. If they knew, with the current combat power of the Dragon-Phoenix Emperor, destroying Sangziyuan in the lower realm would not be difficult. It's impossible that they wouldn't feel anything.

But if they don't know why this Dragon-Phoenix Emperor was causing trouble for their demon race while he was fighting fiercely against the evil thoughts from another world, why would he do that?
They, the demon race, were planning to wait until the evil thoughts of the other world and the cultivation world were both severely weakened before they could come out and reap the benefits.

Sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight means you must never become prey in the eyes of the two tigers.

Lin Zhao's fingertips were wreathed in a deep white flame, accompanied by lightning, as he looked at the other person.

"Dragon Phoenix Emperor...you wouldn't want to..."

Lin Zhao reached out and deftly crushed its body, then tossed it into the jade bottle. "It's still breathing. Do you want it?"

Jin Ya took the bottle, glancing at it with delight: "Of course I want it! It's from a demon of celestial level. I can eat my fill for a long time now!"

Lin Zhao, as if struck by a thought, retrieved a smooth, jet-black demonic core from the shattered remains of the demon. "Although it's not a Demon Lord, a demonic core of this level should be enough for Senior Qingcang, right?"

Jin Ya sensed something, and her cat-like eyes instantly narrowed to a straight line: "Lin Zhao!"

Lin Zhao nodded: "The demons are here, I can feel it."

She looked up in a certain direction, where a huge group of demon soldiers stood, led by a tall young man.

When Jin Ya and Lin Zhao saw each other clearly, they were both quite surprised.

"Tong Que?" Lin Zhao called out the name subconsciously.

The young man leading the group looked exactly like Tong Que, the Demon Lord of the Heavenly Phoenix Realm.
Lin Zhao was filled with doubt and scrutinized the demon before him.

"Tong Que?" The demon curled his lips into a half-smile: "Emperor Longhuang still remembers that little demon from that small plane?"

Lin Zhao frowned. She had seen demons who looked like Tong Que before, but those demons gave her a completely different feeling than Tong Que, so Lin Zhao was certain that the other person was not Tong Que.

However, the demon before them bore a resemblance to Tong Que in some ways.

This made Lin Zhao unsure whether the person in front of her was related to Tong Que.

Seeing Lin Zhao's confusion, the demon smiled slightly: "The Demon Lord Kamakura of my Demon Ancestor plane and the Tong Que you know can be said to be the same person's mental clones."

A mental clone of the same person?
Lin Zhao frowned, his mind flashing back to the birth of the demon race and the information the demons had revealed during his interactions with them over the years.

"Are you fragments of the ancestral spirit's will?"

Kamakura clapped his hands: "Indeed clever. The Ancestral Spirit betrayed the cultivation world, but then regretted it halfway through. He severed the will that had been bound to the evil thoughts of the other world and threw it into a spatial fragment. Who knew that this spatial fragment, combining the power of the evil thoughts of the other world with the creative power of the Ancestral Spirit, had a new life. It can continuously generate the powerful force that countless beings dream of, creating illusions to attract beings from the cultivation world to enter. But once the beings who enter come out, they are no longer the same cultivators they were before."

At this point, Kamakura looked at the Holy Dragon Emperor's Spear in Lin Zhao's hand and smiled, "Now that I've said this much, the intelligent and wise Dragon Phoenix Emperor should know what kind of place this spatial fragment was formed from, right?" Lin Zhao remained silent.

Of course, Kamakura's words were not ambiguous.

She finally understood why the ancestral spirit had created a place like Sangziyuan, and how it was able to cooperate with other creator gods to seal the gods.

It's likely that even the ancestral spirit itself didn't foresee Sang Ziyuan's birth...

But would a god with evil intentions from another world not know about this?
Not necessarily. Perhaps the gods played a guiding role in this process, directing the ancestral spirits to complete it.

"No matter where you come from, today, I am determined to annihilate the demon race of the Demon Ancestor's plane."

Kamakura smiled, sighed, and shook his head: "As long as Sang Ziyuan is around, the demon race will never be extinct. As long as those cultivators in the cultivation world who crave power and go to extremes are willing, the demon race will never lack manpower!"

Lin Zhao gripped the Holy Dragon Emperor's Spear and charged toward him.

There's no point in saying more about this, and Lin Zhao also understands the confidence behind the other party's statement.

It's simply that Sang Ziyuan's birth was created by the Ancestral Spirit, while Lin Zhao doesn't possess any world will related to the Ancestral Spirit, so she really has no confidence in being able to harm Sang Ziyuan.

But she can't, Ji Wantang can.

After Ji Wantang achieved true immortality, he could be considered the ancestral spirit of this generation.

Once the evil thoughts from another world in the Ancestral Spirit Plane are resolved, that will be the day of Sang Ziyuan's destruction and the extinction of the Demon Race.

But before that, it's time to deal with the mess in front of us.

"The sun is almost halfway up," Lin Zhao said, taking out his time-calculating artifact and looking at Kamakura.

Kamakura met Lin Zhao's eyes, which suddenly held a bloodthirsty look, and for some reason, she shuddered.

……

In the Demon Ancestor's Realm, on the Great Road, the sun sets in the west, and dusk bathes the forests on both sides of the road in a golden hue.

After a day in the sun, the earthy smell of damp air had faded to almost nothing, leaving only the warm scent of sunshine. A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of the air.

In the midst of tranquility, space suddenly began to distort.

Then a small hand reached out out of thin air, and the next moment a furry head appeared. After looking around, the person sat down on the ground and let out a long sigh.

"Finally finished! I'm exhausted, I need to sleep!"

After her, a blue figure slowly emerged.

The woman who appeared was dressed in a plain dress, holding a long spear with a jet-black tip. Her murderous aura was still palpable, which made her sculpted, expressionless face exude a sense of ruthlessness.

Her gaze returned to some warmth after falling on the surrounding scenery, but it still carried a chill.

"Have something to eat to calm your nerves." The woman in blue tossed a pot of water and a packet of dried meat to the blonde woman.

The woman in blue who appeared was naturally Lin Zhao, and the first one to appear was Jin Ya.