Mortal: Fellow Daoist! May I borrow your essence for a moment?

"Kid! Take this!"

Mo Juren appeared old and frail, but his blood was surging.

After the Blood-Transforming Pill is ingested, its medicinal properties dissolve within the body.

His entire body was burning intensely.

This caused his momentum to rise steadily to an extremely terrifying level.

At this point, he is probably already far superior to a grandmaster!

"Brother, Master Mo has taken the Blood Transformation Pill. Let's avoid his attacks for now."

Upon seeing this, Han Li hurriedly spoke up, his feet practically gliding on oil.

But Li Feiyu shook his head when he saw this.

Han Paopao is still the same Han Paopao; whenever he encounters danger, he always chooses to flee.

But at least he took care of this kid for a long time.

This might allow him to remind Han Li of something before he runs away.

"Brother Han, don't worry."

"So what if Mo Juren took the Blood-Dissolving Pill?"

"Your older brother is eager to see his full power!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Feiyu's palm was surrounded by purplish-black demonic energy.

This is the basic secret technique of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art—the Devouring Heaven Palm.

Even though it was just an outward manifestation of his aura, Mo Juren couldn't help but shrink his pupils upon seeing the Devouring Heaven Palm.

Even just a glimpse of Li Feiyu's martial arts made it seem far superior to his Demon Cloud Hand.

"Kid, let's see who's better!"

In an instant, Mo Juren shouted without uttering any unnecessary words.

Even though he was curious, he had already taken the Blood Transformation Pill and was about to die.

Why would he continue chatting idly with Li Feiyu?

He suddenly took to the air, his demeanor completely transformed from his previous listlessness, revealing his true nature as a ruthless and powerful figure.

The immense internal energy circulated wildly.

Mo Juren's signature move - the Demon Cloud Hand!

It came straight at Li Feiyu's head, carrying boundless killing intent and power.

But the next moment! A deafening boom!

A deafening roar, accompanied by a violent gale, swept through the entire secret chamber.

This left Han Li speechless.

Mo Juren coughed up blood and was sent flying backward in the strong wind.

It crashed heavily against the wall, causing countless bricks and stones to fall.

"How...is this possible!"

After a long while, he clutched his chest and muttered to himself in disbelief.

"Master Mo, your Demon Cloud Hand technique is indeed quite powerful."

"Unfortunately, my Devouring Heaven Palm is superior."

Li Feiyu spoke calmly, his unparalleled elegance already beginning to emerge.

Even though the Devouring Palm is just the most basic secret technique in demonic arts.

But in the mortal world, it would probably surpass any martial art.

Because the most important techniques in the novel *Covering the Sky* are those that emphasize killing, and the Devouring Heaven Demon Art is the best among them!

How could a secret technique originating from this demonic art be ordinary!

"The Devouring Heaven Palm?"

"I never imagined that such terrifying martial arts existed in this world. I have learned a great deal today."

A raging demonic aura was devouring Mo Juren's life force from his chest.

This is also what makes the Devouring Palm so terrifying.

Once the demonic energy in this palm technique invades the opponent's body, it will gradually devour them until they perish.

"Since you've learned from me, Master Mo, why are you doing this?"

Li Feiyu was slightly puzzled.

Because Mo Juren was defeated by his own palm strike once again.

Furthermore, it was already on the verge of death due to the corrosive effects of the Blood Transformation Pill and the Devouring Heaven Palm.

But he stubbornly stood up and did not give up the fight.

"Haha, Li Feiyu, you underestimate me, Mo Juren."

He gave a bitter smile:

"My body can't hold on any longer. Since I'm going to die anyway..."

"I'd rather let me, Mo Juren, see the full strength of you, this rising star, before I die."

"My more than twenty years of roaming the martial world have not been in vain!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Juren suddenly leaped up.

His left hand was clenched into a fist, his right hand was open in a palm, and his face was full of determination and a death wish.

Tragically, he charged towards Li Feiyu once more.

This scene makes one's heart sink.

I never expected that Master Mo Juren would choose such a method.

He was passionate and determined in battle, even willing to die.

This is truly heartbreaking!

"Master Mo—"

At this moment, I see my master, who knows he is no match for me but still chooses to die.

Han Li's heart softened involuntarily.

I recall the earnest teachings that Mo Juren gave me when I first entered the profession.

His eyes even reddened.

But Li Feiyu shook his head.

In fact, Han Paopao was once a promising talent.

He is loyal and righteous, and also has his own passion and impulsiveness.

Unfortunately, he ran into that cunning old man, Mo Juren, as soon as he stepped out the door.

No wonder she developed that kind of personality later on.

"Mo Juren, since you've chosen to die, don't blame me."

Li Feiyu spoke nonchalantly, and a large hand suddenly slapped towards Mo Juren.

Between fists and palms, a fierce wind raged.

Mo Juren coughed up mouthfuls of blood and could not hold on even with just one hand from Li Feiyu.

But a strange smile appeared on his blood-soaked lips.

"Yu Zitong! It's up to you!" he roared.

A pale white remnant soul burst forth from his body with a terrifying smile.

Taking advantage of the moment when Li Feiyu and Mo Juren clashed hands, it pounced towards his mind!

"Big brother! Something's wrong!"

Han Li was shocked and hurriedly tried to warn him, but it was too late.

"Hehehe, foolish mortals, you actually managed to force me to take action."

"You've got some skills, kid."

"It's a pity that no matter how capable he is, he's still just a mortal."

"How could they possibly be my match!"

"I'll destroy your primordial spirit first, then I'll help Master Mo seize your body!"

Yu Zitong chuckled and rushed into Li Feiyu's mind amidst Mo Juren's excited gaze.

This immediately caused him to hesitate, his eyes flashing with white light.

"Hahahahaha!"

At this moment, Mo Juren laughed heartily, while Han Li's face turned ashen.

In his view, no matter how strong Li Feiyu was, he was still just an ordinary person.

If I can hold him off, then let Yu Zitong's remnant soul launch a soul attack.

Even if Li Feiyu doesn't die, he'll become an idiot.

By then, once Li Feiyu is dealt with, will Han Li still be able to escape?

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahahahaha!"

Amidst Mo Juren's manic laughter.

Han Li looked conflicted; he really wanted to slip away and make a quick getaway.

But the person in front of him was Li Feiyu, his brother.

At this point, Paopao still valued loyalty.

Otherwise, Li Feiyu wouldn't have taken care of him and acted as his elder brother after his rebirth.

After weighing the options, Han Li finally took a step forward with his trembling legs.

"Brother Han, you certainly haven't disappointed your elder brother."

"You passed!"

Li Feiyu's expression suddenly changed, and she looked at Mo Juren and Han Li in the secret room with a playful smile.

He had only wanted to test Han Paopao.

If he truly disregards all family ties, then Han Li will have no value to him whatsoever.

When that time comes, the Heavenly Bottle in Han Li's hands will naturally become Li Feiyu's target.

Of course, if Han Li really thinks of his older brother.

It wouldn't be unreasonable for Li Feiyu to keep the Heavenly Bottle with him.

After all, with the Devouring Heaven Demon Art in hand, he wasn't afraid of what trouble Han Paopao could cause.

Let's not talk about Taoist ancestors or anything like that.

After all, the world has changed. Since Li Feiyu has already come here, why should he hesitate and be timid?

Moreover, when it comes to backing Han Paopao, the Lord of Samsara Palace is indeed behind him.

But Li Feiyu's mastery of the Devouring Demon Art also has a connection with the Ruthless Great Emperor.

One is the Lord of the Samsara Palace, the other is a Priestly Dao Being; if they really fought, it's hard to say who would win.

Moreover, given Han Paopao's personality, he would definitely abandon the current time-based system in the Reincarnation Formation.

After all, the Ruthless Emperor is not someone to be trifled with.

He doesn't need to fight the Empress for his own sake!