In the Reincarnation World, the laws of heaven and earth shifted back and forth, sometimes tilting toward the Star Boundary, sometimes toward the Demon Realm, with no discernible pattern whatsoever. The reason was simple enough: the Reincarnation World existed in the gap between these two great worlds, drifting through the void and occasionally brushing up against one of them. Whenever it intersected with a particular great world, the laws of heaven and earth would be influenced by that world's dominion.
That said, before any major shift in the laws occurred, there were always unmistakable celestial omens. The humans of Human Emperor City had learned to read these signs and avoid the dangers that followed.
Thanks to the spirit pills Yang Kai had distributed, the Demon Kings' recovery speed had improved considerably — though it still wasn't quite enough to satisfy the little black puppy's insatiable appetite.
All Yang Kai could do now was pin his hopes on the Reincarnation World's next transformation.
He waited for half a month.
During those fifteen days, the Demon Kings and Demon Commanders of Demon Rage City had each been drained by the little black puppy nearly ten times over — meditating desperately to recover, then channeling their demonic essence for the creature to devour, over and over again.
No powerhouse could endure such torment indefinitely — not even Yang Kai himself. After half a month of this, every last Demon King and Demon Commander looked utterly drained, their complexions ashen and lifeless, as though their lifespans were nearly spent and they could drop dead at any moment. A few had even suffered significant regressions in their cultivation, and who knew how many years it would take them to reclaim what they'd lost.
The days were becoming unbearable. If they could have fled, they would have long ago — but with a Guixu Beast lurking nearby, two Dragon Clan members standing guard, and Yang Kai watching them all like a hawk, what chance did any of them have of escape?
They too yearned for the Demon Realm's laws to descend.
Half a month later, heaven and earth finally changed. A rumbling sound like muffled thunder rolled across the sky, bringing tears of excitement to the eyes of the long-suffering demons. Cheers erupted everywhere.
After the sound subsided, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to undergo a subtle transformation.
Li Jiao approached Yang Kai with a deeply troubled expression. "Palace Master Yang, you have to help me."
Since arriving here, he had pleaded with Yang Kai more than once.
"What is it now?"
Li Jiao said, "I've already been corrupted by demonic qi. These past days, demonic thoughts have been sprouting inside me nonstop — it's been a tremendous struggle to keep them suppressed. The laws of heaven and earth are about to shift again, and if I don't find somewhere to hide, I'm afraid this time I'll truly fall into demonic corruption."
The last time he had been stranded outside with Zhu Lie, when the laws had shifted, they'd found no shelter. Demonic qi had invaded his body, and he'd been relying solely on his formidable cultivation to suppress the demonic impulses within. Now, with the laws on the verge of shifting once more, he knew the space between heaven and earth would once again be flooded with demonic qi.
In his current state, he simply couldn't endure it. He would be devoured by demonic thoughts completely and reduced to a mindless demon.
"Then find somewhere to hide. Why come begging me?" Yang Kai asked with a light chuckle.
Li Jiao's face was a mask of misery. "But I don't know where to go! I heard you mention a Human Emperor City somewhere nearby. Perhaps—"
"Forget about Human Emperor City. It's not terribly far from here, but you don't have enough time to make it."
Li Jiao paled. "Then what am I supposed to do?"
Yang Kai shrugged and spread his hands. "Heaven help you, I suppose."
Li Jiao's face went dark, and he looked ready to weep. "Palace Master Yang, you can't just stand by and watch me die! I only ended up here because of you!"
"If I could save you, I would. But right now, there's nothing I can do."
Li Jiao's expression turned ugly. Among the people present, the two Dragon Clan members presumably had nothing to worry about — they were Sacred Spirits, after all. Their dragon blood carried divine properties that granted extraordinary resistance to demonic qi. Forget the shifting laws of heaven and earth; even if you threw them straight into the Demon Realm, they were unlikely to be corrupted.
Yang Kai was not someone to be underestimated either. Li Jiao didn't know what assurances he had of keeping himself safe, but his relaxed demeanor made it clear he had a plan.
Li Jiao felt a surge of resentment, convinced that Yang Kai was hoarding his secrets and refusing to lend a helping hand.
"Didn't I point you toward a solution before? You didn't take it — so whose fault is that?"
Li Jiao said grimly, "Palace Master Yang, don't joke about that. Taking blood from the Dragon Clan — who would even think of something like that? If I actually made that request, my fate would be far worse than demonic corruption."
"You're about to be consumed by demonic thoughts anyway. Can anything really be worse than that?"
"Palace Master Yang, are you truly going to watch me die?" A vicious light flickered in Li Jiao's eyes as dark energy roiled across his skin. Fury and dark impulses surged in his heart, amplifying his demonic nature considerably — especially now, as the ambient spiritual energy was already beginning its transformation into demonic qi, further eroding his self-control.
Yang Kai regarded him with a cold smile. "What are you going to do, bite me?"