I was born a god, the son of the Demon Lord.

Kui Ke flew straight out.

Click, click.

Along the way, they knocked down more than twenty ancient trees that would take several people to encircle.

Finally, with a loud bang.

It was deeply embedded in a giant granite rock halfway up the mountain, with gravel tumbling down in a flurry.

Shen Xizhou's massive body twisted violently in mid-air, transforming into a black lightning bolt as he swooped down.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

My older sister instructed me not to kill this guy; we had to keep him alive and take him to the battlefield as a hostage!

Then let's just use physical methods to deliver the deceased; knocking them unconscious is the safest option.

He rushed to the rocks, giving Wei Ke no chance to catch his breath.

The dragon turned around... its tail lashed out wildly.

Snap snap snap snap snap snap!

The crisp sound of slaps echoed throughout the empty mine pit.

Kui Ke was embedded in the stone wall, his cheeks were swollen and blood was gushing out.

As the high-ranking young master of the Kui clan, he had never suffered such a humiliation.

boom!

The overwhelming pressure of the Nascent Soul Grand Perfection cultivator erupted without reservation, and the azure energy shattered all the surrounding rocks into dust.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the dragon's tail that was lashing his face.

The veins on his arm bulged, and he swung it around violently.

"screw you!"

"Where did this bug come from, daring to hit this young master!"

Shen Xizhou's massive dragon body was flung into the air by this tremendous force.

But he didn't panic at all.

In the instant he was thrown away, the sharp dragon teeth bit down hard on Kui Ke's arm.

The immense inertia dragged Kui Ke, and both he and the dragon were thrown backward.

At that very moment.

A huge rift suddenly tore open in the void directly behind the two of them.

A colorful vortex appeared out of thin air, and a powerful suction force surged from the depths of the vortex.

Shen Xizhou and Wei Ke had no time to break free and were directly drawn in.

"Xiaozhou! Get out of the way!"

A clear, youthful voice pierced through the swirling storm.

My elder sister's domain! The Dreamlike Realm!

He swiftly released the dragon's teeth, his body suddenly contracted in mid-air, and propelled by the airflow to leap more than ten zhang away.

Kui Ke was thrown heavily onto the soft grass.

Before he could even get up...

Countless thick, green vines suddenly sprang up from the ground.

These vines, covered in barbs, grew wildly like living things, instantly entangling his hands and feet.

Pull hard.

He was suspended upside down in mid-air.

The vines intertwined and coiled, layer upon layer, binding him into an airtight green cocoon.

Finally, they separated the thickest section of vine and forcibly stuffed it into his mouth, silencing the foul language.

Deep within the illusion.

A towering ancient tree with lush foliage.

Xu Nanyi, dressed in red, sat steadily on the thickest tree trunk, her short legs dangling in the air.

With nimble fingers, she was manipulating the vines within the domain.

Shen Xizhou had transformed back into the appearance of a three-year-old child, with two small dragon horns on his head, and he crawled up to the top of the silkworm cocoon and squatted down.

He stretched out his paw and tapped on the silkworm pupa's shell.

It made a dull thumping sound.

He looked up at the girl in red sitting high up.

"Sister, are we just going to tie him up like this and take him straight to the battlefield to report?"

Xu Nanyi pinched her chin, staring at the writhing and struggling green cocoon, lost in thought.

This is a fat sheep at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Isn't it a bit too much to take just one of them to the battlefield as a hostage?

Since this kid can participate in top-tier auctions, he must have a lot of connections and resources.

"Don't rush off yet."

Xu Nanyi chuckled, "One hostage isn't enough. How about we release him, interrogate him, and then follow the trail to catch a few fat guys?"

The voice just fell.

From inside the green silkworm pupa came an extremely muffled, teeth-gritting roar.

"You... scum...!"

boom!

Hundreds and thousands of sharp cyan wind blades erupted from inside the silkworm cocoon.

The resilient vines were instantly cut into countless green fragments.

The wind blows.

Within a radius of ten zhang, a small tornado, visible to the naked eye, was formed.

The wind blades whistled and swept through, lifting grass and soil from the ground into the air.

Although Xu Nanyi was born a Nascent Soul cultivator, she had virtually no practical combat experience and her awareness of how to deal with such unexpected situations was almost zero.

The violent suction force grabbed her red dress, almost pulling her directly from the tree trunk into the eye of the storm.

"Sister, be careful!"

Shen Xizhou's half-dragon body thrashed wildly in mid-air, his two front claws gripping the huge tree trunk tightly, his nails digging deep scratches into the wood, before he could barely steady himself.

The eye of the tornado.

Kui Ke knelt on one knee, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath, each hand gripping a gleaming blue scimitar.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the gaps in the storm.

They saw the attackers' true colors.

A three-year-old girl wearing a red dress.

A three-year-old boy with dragon horns on his head.

Kui Ke was stunned for a moment. "You two little bastards who haven't even grown their hair yet dare to rob this young master?"

He stood up, holding his scimitar, and cautiously surveyed his surroundings.

Towering trees reaching into the clouds, illogical plants, and the extremely faint yet undeniably real spatial fluctuations surrounding them.

As a genius nurtured by a top family in the Demon Realm, his knowledge far surpasses that of ordinary people.

This place is definitely not outside.

There was an independent spatial law at work, but he didn't even try to guess in the direction of the heaven-defying talent domain.

In his understanding, even among powerful beings at the Nascent Soul stage, very few could comprehend the complete domain.

There is only one possibility.

Space-type magical artifacts!

Kui Ke's gaze suddenly locked onto the little girl in red.

Greed, like weeds, instantly spread wildly in his heart, burning his eyes red.

A great opportunity has descended from heaven.

As long as he kills these two brats and erases the divine consciousness imprint on the magic weapon, this high-level spatial treasure that forms its own world will be his for the taking!

With this precious treasure, his status in the family will surely soar to new heights.

The azure storm was compressed wildly on the blade of the scimitar.

Kui Ke exerted force with both legs, and the ground beneath his feet shattered with a loud crash.

He transformed into a streak of azure light that tore through space, wielding two swords as he charged straight at the red figure atop the giant tree.

Xu Nanyi watched the blue afterimage rushing towards her.

How dare a scruffy bluebird steal from her territory?

The girl in red vanished into thin air, and a clear, long cry pierced the sky.

A gigantic phoenix soared into the sky. Its feathers shimmered with golden light, while the tips of its wings and the ends of its nine long tail feathers were a mesmerizing crimson. A blood-red cinnabar mark adorned its brow, and its pupils were like rubies.

Extremely beautiful, extremely dangerous.

Xu Nanyi opened her mouth, and a dazzling golden divine fire poured down.

At the same time, the oppressive force of the Ancestral Phoenix's essence blood slammed down without reservation, and the vines within the domain burst forth from the ground, swirling upwards with the storm.

The blue afterimage suddenly paused in mid-air.

Kui Keqianchong's body instantly lost control, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

My legs were shaking like a leaf.

Faced with the deep-seated fear of the King of Birds, coupled with the absolute suppression of the Ancestral Phoenix's essence blood, Qingniao couldn't even muster the strength to lift his scimitar.

What kind of monster is this girl?!