How can I have a heart of a demonic god in my body?!

"Situ Lin Yu?"

Chen Yu looked toward a man within the Ancient Ghost Temple faction, inevitably reminded of an old acquaintance from the Kunyun Realm.

Situ Lin Yu and Chen Yu both came from the No Demon Academy and later entered the Kunyun Sacred Land. But afterwards, Situ Lin Yu went to the Blood Star Realm and never returned, being declared dead.

But now, how could Situ Lin Yu appear here?

Chen Yu had originally thought the two men just looked similar.

But atop the sinister black clouds, Situ Lin Yu suddenly looked toward Chen Yu, and his face, with a faint smile, revealed a look of surprise.

"Who would have thought that I would encounter an acquaintance in the Great Yu Realm."

Situ Lin Yu recalled some faces from the Kunyun Realm, among which Chen Yu had made a lasting impression on him.

It could even be said that the two had a strange fate.

Entering the No Demon Academy together, entering the Kunyun Sacred Land, entering the Blood Star Realm, and now meeting again in the Great Yu Realm.

The relationship between the two men could not be said to be very good, for they had been opponents during the academy's talent ranking.

But how many could walk together to this day?

Beside them, a man in a black robe, as thin as a skeleton, with cold and dark eyes, looked at Situ Lin Yu, his gaze deep and filled with hostility.

He had been the most outstanding disciple of the Ancient Ghost Temple, but two years ago, Situ Lin Yu had suddenly emerged and quickly drew the attention of the higher-ups, and after not too long, he climbed to the same heights as him.

He also held a nameless fear toward Situ Lin Yu.

"This person's past is unknown, and he has no known relatives; it seems he just saw an acquaintance..."

The man in the black robe, "Luo Ran," scanned the area with his grim and terrifying eyes.

But with so many geniuses, and since Situ Lin Yu and Chen Yu had no obvious interaction, Luo Ran had not identified a target.

Chen Yu prepared to go forward and greet him; after all, it was rare to see an acquaintance from the Great Yu Realm.

However, just then, a conversation not far away drew his attention.

Sky Dragon Spear wielder Shangguan Feiyun, dressed in a green robe, was tall and straight, his eyes sharp, his presence unstoppable.

Facing Shangguan Feiyun, a young man with curly hair and dressed in a dark green robe, his eyes clear, watched Shangguan Feiyun with an excited smile.

Just now, this curly-haired man had challenged Shangguan Feiyun to a sparring match!

"Where did this kid come from, daring to challenge Shangguan Feiyun!"

"Hehe, probably hasn't seen much of the world."

Many disciples of the Wind Fire Sect laughed in unison.

The rules of the ranking battle of geniuses allowed anyone under the age of fifty to participate, so some Loose Cultivators and those from reclusive sects would join for excitement, but such people were not comparable to the geniuses from the great sects.

"Kid, not just anyone can challenge Brother Shangguan," a man with a pointy mouth said mockingly as he stepped out. "If Brother Shangguan fought everyone who challenged him, it would take ten days and a half months to finish."

"Then you play with me first, if I win, then let Shangguan Feiyun come up, how about that?"

The curly-haired man smiled casually.

At those words, everyone around was stunned, thinking to themselves what a brash statement this kid had made.

The man with the pointy mouth felt he had given friendly advice, but this kid, not only unappreciative, had also provoked him, provoked Shangguan Feiyun.

"Fine, I'll play with you!"

The man with the pointy mouth sneered coldly and stepped out.

"My strength, unable to withstand five moves from Brother Shangguan, once you lose to me, you will realize the gap between you and Brother Shangguan, as vast as heaven and earth."

He said with a smirk.

By saying this, when the curly-haired man suffered defeat later on, he would clearly realize his own foolishness just now, and the impact would be even greater.

"Why are you so weak?"

However, what the curly-haired man focused on was the first part of the sentence, and he subconsciously asked.

The man with the pointy mouth's face turned iron-blue as he leaped out, True Yuan bursting from within him, whipping up a violent wind within a dozen yards like countless large knives, slaughtering everything.

"Die!"

The man with the pointy mouth struck with his palm, turning the palm wind into a dark wind blade, ten yards long, and chopped down.

At this place where geniuses exchanged and sparred, they all controlled the range of their attacks, given that too many people were nearby, all of them remarkable geniuses.

Faced with the powerful strike from the man with the pointy mouth, the curly-haired man's gaze sparkled, and the space around him strangely fluctuated for a moment.

Swoosh!

The curly-haired man pointed out, a dazzling silver finger light flashing, striking the dark wind blade and piercing it in an instant.

Boom!

The deadly move of the man with the pointy mouth disintegrated on the spot, and even the surrounding realm power dissipated layer by layer.

Bang!

One finger descended, and the man with the pointy mouth was knocked flying, no severe wounds on the surface, but he could not get up again.

"What?"

Everyone exclaimed, and a brief silence fell.

The man with the pointy mouth, of mid-to-upper skill among the Wind Fire Sect's geniuses, was defeated by a single finger by this mysterious curly-haired man.

Now, they all understood that this kid was not some naive simpleton who had not seen the world, but a hidden master.

"Spatial Realm Power..."

Chen Yu looked at the curly-haired man again.

The Great Yu Realm was teeming with talents, and he finally encountered another genius who had comprehended the power of the Spatial Realm.

Not only that, the other's finger technique was also quite mystical, as if it could target weaknesses, unravel attacks, and the like.

Sky Dragon Spear wielder Shangguan Feiyun, with a sharp look in his eyes as if they could pierce through one's heart, looked squarely at the curly-haired man.

But the curly-haired man seemed completely unaware, meeting his gaze with a faint smile.

"Your strength is extraordinary, and you have comprehended the power of the Spatial Realm. I, Shangguan Feiyun, will come and meet you."

Shangguan Feiyun leaped out, a golden spear over a yard long appearing in his hand, and a momentum of golden brilliance and fierce wind swept in all directions, rushing to the sky.

His figure was as tall and straight as the golden spear in his hand, upright and sharp!

"Shangguan Feiyun is very strong!"

Chen Yu's gaze sharpened.

"Sky Dragon Spear Shangguan Feiyun!"

"What happened?"

The commotion here caught the attention of people further away.

Shangguan Feiyun was well-known, a hot contender in the top twenty of the "Young Heroes List". Now that he was making a move, many gathered around.

The crowd did not recognize the curly-haired man who challenged Shangguan Feiyun, but they didn't think much of it, focusing their attention on Shangguan Feiyun instead.

Battle was imminent.

Shangguan Feiyun swept his golden spear across, and the dazzling golden radiance turned into a sky filled with spear shadows that shot out.

The curly-haired man's expression became slightly more serious. He struck out with a finger, the silver light shimmering and fluctuating between reality and illusion, darting back and forth rapidly.

Whiz-plop!

A portion of the sky filled with golden light was shattered by the dazzling silver finger light, leaving a large gap.

This scene shocked the onlookers, as the curly-haired man had easily broken Shangguan Feiyun's attack.

The curly-haired man leaped forward, leaving a green afterimage as he slipped through the gap.

"He actually wants to engage Shangguan Feiyun in close combat?"

"In close quarters, once Shangguan Feiyun unleashes his deadly moves, this kid won't even be able to dodge."

The crowd shook their heads slightly. The curly-haired man was strong, but he wasn't a Body Cultivation disciple, yet he chose to approach Shangguan Feiyun.

Upon getting closer to Shangguan Feiyun, the curly-haired man became even fiercer, though his eyes remained calm as still water.

Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!

His attacks sped up, finger techniques unceasing, with silver auroras shuttling back and forth around him.

Shangguan Feiyun felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He danced his golden spear furiously, with a golden dragon's silhouette slowly taking shape behind him.

But for some reason, the golden dragon's silhouette did not materialize and eventually vanished without a trace. Shangguan Feiyun's onslaught weakened more and more, no longer fierce and domineering, but rather becoming chaotic.

After a few moves, the curly-haired man struck out with a palm, breaking through the True Yuan defense and landing on Shangguan Feiyun.

Thud, thud, thud!

Shangguan Feiyun was forced to take three steps back, coming to a halt.

An eerie silence fell around them, as the crowd looked on with wide eyes, some in disbelief.

Shangguan Feiyun had lost!

Moreover, they felt that Shangguan Feiyun had not used his full strength, as if he had intentionally held back.

Just then, several figures flew over from the distance, each with a powerful aura, and all were unfamiliar faces.

"Brother Chen? You're here and you didn't join us?"

A woman approached the curly-haired man, complaining.

"Wasn't I looking for them? I searched for half a day and didn't find anyone from the Hou Clan."

The curly-haired man spoke with a cheerful laugh, but his eyes seemed to dodge, indicating he was likely telling a lie.

"The Hou Clan? Could it be…"

Shangguan Feiyun's gaze flickered, and he felt somewhat relieved in his heart.

If he had been defeated by a nobody, he couldn't have accepted it, but losing to a prodigy of the Hou Clan was a different matter.

"The Hou Clan, so it's someone from the six Ancient Clans."

A man next to Chen Yu had a look of sudden realization.

The six Ancient Clans of the Great Yu Realm had all been handed down from the Middle Ages, and history had seen Emperor Level powerhouses born from each!

The six Ancient Clans also had the Middle Ancient Clan and Emperor Clan as designations.

After the person from the Middle Ancient Hou Clan left, a disciple from the Wind Fire Sect stepped forward and asked, "Brother Shangguan, why didn't you give it your all just now?"

"Give it my all?"

Shangguan Feiyun smiled helplessly. It wasn't that he didn't give it his all; he simply couldn't.

During the battle, the curly-haired man "Meng Chen" had used the Hou Clan's secret technique, the Mystical Void Finger Technique, which invisibly severed many meridians within his body.

Without saying much more, Shangguan Feiyun returned to his camp to heal.

With two days left until the Young Heroes List ranking battle, sects and other forces were arriving one after another, as were Loose Cultivators and hidden solitary practitioners.

At a certain moment, a huge green ship sped through the sky.

"This symbol…"

Chen Yu looked at the sect symbol on the green ship, feeling somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, he saw a woman at the bow of the ship. Her features were graceful, with autumn-like eyebrows and classic elegance, utterly beautiful.

Her gaze carried a cold depth as she scanned below, seemingly searching for something.

"Fang Yanling... so it's the Carefree Palace!"

Chen Yu chuckled awkwardly, blending discreetly into the crowd.

Half a day later, an immense pressure descended suddenly, accompanied by strange, ethereal music that filled the heavens and earth, captivating the spirit.

Boom!

Dark clouds churned as a colossal structure appeared out of nowhere.

It was a colossal palace, pitch-black and solemn, with music emanating from within, giving off a somewhat eerie and peculiar feeling.

The palace hung in the sky, its invisible might daunting all directions!

Many down below from different factions looked up, and the exchanges that were ongoing came to a stop.

"The Evil Moon Sect has finally arrived!"

"This is the Evil Moon Sect? A four-star ruling-class force!"

Chen Yu's heart trembled as he watched the enormous palace.

For some reason, when he looked at this palace, he felt a sense of familiarity.

The structure of the black palace seemed to share some similarities with the "Blood Moon Hall" he had encountered in the Kunyun Realm.