Long Qingzhuo and Long Qingwan were once very close.

Unfortunately.

It was a shame they ended up on opposing sides.

"Long Qingzhuo, for an elder to bully a junior is a violation of the rules of Heaven and Earth."

Long Xuanji said in a low voice.

"This is not something you should be doing."

Long Xuanji spoke up directly as well.

"Long Fengyang can do it, so why can’t Qingzhuo? You people are shameless. Have you all risen to power again in the New World and forgotten the lessons of the past?"

Long Yuming’s expression was grim.

By her side were the Dragon Race’s current Goddess of her lineage, Long Qianying, as well as Long Yunfan and Yun Zhiruo.

Upon seeing Ye Yuemei, Yun Zhiruo flew over without hesitation and helped support her.

"Mei’Er, are you alright?"

As she spoke, she unhesitatingly released her Soul Origin to help heal Ye Yuemei.

"I’m fine, Sister Zhiruo. Don’t worry."

Ye Yuemei, Yun Zhiruo, and Ye Tianxi had become sworn sisters. Although it had been part of a scheme by Ye Tianxi, the bond between her and Yun Zhiruo had become very close.

As she spoke, Ye Yuemei pushed back the Soul Qi that Yun Zhiruo had released.

Yun Zhiruo didn’t insist. She knew that with Ye Yuemei’s temperament, if she said she didn’t need help, she truly didn’t need it.

"Elder Yuming."

Long Qingzhuo gave a wry smile, a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Sigh... I never thought they were the ones imprisoning you. I always thought it was you... I’m sorry."

Long Yuming sighed, her voice filled with sorrow and shame.

"It has nothing to do with you, Elder. Besides, it’s a good thing for this matter to be settled. Elder Yuming, I know what you mean. Don’t worry, I will release Long Aoshan and the other two, but..."

Long Qingzhuo glanced at Ye Yuemei and said, "But... open the ancient road here that leads to the Foreign Races and let Mei’Er leave. Only after I see her go with my own eyes will I hand over Long Aoshan and the other two. Otherwise, I will refine them to death in an instant."

"Elder Qingzhuo, I’m not leaving!"

Ye Yuemei insisted.

Long Qingzhuo gave Ye Yuemei a deep look. In that moment, endless, complex Profound Meanings manifested as Runes within his eyes.

Ye Yuemei stood stunned for a long moment.

BOOM—

A moment later, her body shuddered as a flood of information poured into her mind.

Meanwhile, Long Qingzhuo’s face grew even paler.

’The Demon Soul you gave me is mentally linked to a Prince with Royal Blood from the Demon Race. To activate the Demon Soul’s greatest Ability, I directly borrowed its own Life Force. But in doing so, he also obtained the same technique, the Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique.

The core Profound Meaning of this Cultivation Technique is...’

’Mei’Er, you must remember to pass this Cultivation Technique on to Tianling. As for how to pass it on... that will depend on your understanding.’

’If you meet the master of the Demon Soul, remember to make him swear an oath not to spread it—otherwise, the world will descend into chaos.’

’Finally, don’t worry about me... The potential of this Demon Soul is immense. The future accomplishments of its master will surely be heaven-defying. He is a Young Venerable Level existence, so I will be able to survive. I won’t be at a disadvantage. After you leave, I will use the Demon Soul to activate all the Ghostly Demon Spirits here and completely seal off the Celestial Demon Blood Domain—I am preparing to evolve in the direction of a Netherworld King...

So, after you get out, if you see my son, Ye Tianling, tell him that his father and mother are both doing very well.’

Long Qingzhuo transmitted this message through his Soul.

Ye Yuemei instantly understood.

In that moment, she was finally moved.

At the same time, she comprehended the true Profound Meaning of the Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique.

This Profound Meaning was truly terrifying—it was a Talent Devouring Divine Skill!

By devouring geniuses, one could continuously optimize their own Talent until they reached the ultimate limit of a Venerable’s Talent.

’If this Cultivation Technique were to... spread, the consequences would be unimaginable.’

Ye Yuemei thought of Ye Enjun, and she relaxed slightly.

’She believed that Ye Enjun would never spread this kind of Cultivation Technique!’

’Heaven-Devouring means devouring the Dao. Simple Devouring is merely the Entry Level...’

Ye Yuemei contemplated this for a moment, deeply moved by the revelation.

She didn’t possess Dragon Blood.

In the past, this would have made it impossible for her to practice the Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique.

But now, as long as she could devour even a tiny bit of Dragon Blood, she could activate this Talent.

And Dragon Blood...

She already had it.

It was the Dragon Blood that Long Qingzhuo had wrapped within the transmitted information—a drop of Divine Blood.

Within that drop of Divine Blood was the inheritance of the Emperor’s Qi Dragon Swallowing Heaven Divine Technique.

Her comprehension of the inheritance meant that she had already completed the Refinement of the Dragon Blood.

Ye Yuemei lifted her head, tears in her eyes. She looked at Long Qingzhuo silently, her voice choked with emotion. "Qingzhuo... Mother... please take good care of yourself."

A deep, affectionate, and gratified look appeared in Long Qingzhuo’s eyes. "You finally called me ’Mother’. Tianling is lucky to have you. His path will no longer be a lonely one."

Ye Yuemei nodded, choking back sobs.

’She wanted to say that being with Ye Tianling was *her* good fortune.’

But this was clearly not the time for heartfelt conversations.

"Open the Ancient Sinful Road. Let her leave."

Long Yuming said coldly, letting out a breath of relief.

A Dragon Race Elder from the Ancient Era stepped forward.

He had a full head of white hair, and his face was covered in wrinkles that looked like a tangle of earthworms.

He stared viciously at Ye Yuemei, as if to burn her appearance into his memory, before snorting coldly. "I hope you don’t try any tricks!"

Long Qingzhuo sneered contemptuously, "Do you think I, Long Qingzhuo, am as shameless as you?"

His words caused Long Qingwan and the others to look displeased.

However, no one said anything.

The Ancient Sinful Road was opened.

It was a hazy path of light.

"Mother Qingzhuo, Sister Zhiruo, I’m leaving. I... will definitely be back!"

"I’ll go with you."

Yun Zhiruo’s gaze was just as resolute.

"Alright."

Ye Yuemei glanced at Yun Zhiruo, seeing her insistence, and also saw the vicious looks from the crowd.

She knew that if Yun Zhiruo stayed behind, given the affection she had just openly shown for her, she would certainly be targeted and could suffer a terrible fate.

So, she didn’t refuse.

Long Qingzhuo gave Yun Zhiruo a serious look, his eyes softening slightly.

Ye Yuemei and Yun Zhiruo stepped onto the Ancient Sinful Road.

Soon, the two of them disappeared completely at the end of the path.

The white light gradually receded, and the Forbidden Array of the ancient road slowly faded away.

"Now, you can hand over the Aoshan Divine Son and the other two, right?!"

The white-haired old man’s voice was even more ferocious.

Long Yuming and her group watched in silence, their eyes filled with concern.