Chapter 1599

Xu Jingming's large hand seared into Lin Yin's abdomen, the pink runes on his palm suddenly blazing bright!

"Ugh—!"

Lin Yin's towering, voluptuous frame, three meters tall, arched violently backward as if struck by a sledgehammer.

The full breasts encased in her tight battle suit jolted wildly, swaying with a breathtaking curve.

Her long purple hair flew backward like a waterfall.

She tilted her head back, her slender neck taut.

Letting out a stifled, pained moan.

Hss—!

The Soul-Eroding Mark fully unfolded across her soft, flat abdomen.

It writhed and spread like a living thing.

Finally forming a exquisitely crafted pink heart-shaped brand.

The runes sank deep, piercing skin and flesh, searing directly into the deepest depths of her soul!

Hum—!

An invisible soul bond formed between Xu Jingming and Lin Yin.

Lin Yin's body shuddered violently, the boiling demonic energy around her receding like a tide.

Those violet eyes, once filled with hatred and murderous intent, gradually replaced by reverence and submission.

She slowly straightened her body, lowering her head slightly.

She bowed respectfully to Xu Jingming, her voice cold yet brimming with sincere reverence:

"Master."

"Huh—" Xu Jingming exhaled softly.

The boiling demonic energy and Lei Ting around him slowly receded.

His terrifying four-meter-two demonic form reverted to normal size.

He shook his slightly numb right hand and spoke:

"Taking you down was truly troublesome."

"Lin Yin has caused Master trouble."

Lin Yin spoke obediently, a hint of apology appearing on her coldly beautiful face.

She turned her body slightly.

Her slender jade fingers gently brushed the faintly visible heart mark on her abdomen, her tone filled with awe:

"The Illusion Demon Guardian my mother left me contains a trace of her primordial law."

Even a peak Immortal would find it nearly impossible to break through in a short time."

She lifted her violet eyes to Xu Jingming, her gaze brimming with admiration:

"Only a master of your caliber could so easily shatter the barrier and subdue Lin Yin."

Emotionally, she ought to harbor boundless hatred toward Xu Jingming.

But under the control of the Soul-Eroding Mark, that hatred was utterly purged.

In its place rose reverence and submission from the deepest core of her soul.

Even knowing she was enslaved, she accepted it willingly.

As if this were her destined fate.

This is the terror of a T0-level soul enslavement technique!

"Hmph, wasn't it thanks to me stepping in?"

"Otherwise, would it have been this easy?"

A sweet, high-pitched voice came from beside him.

The succubus little girl, Vela, hovered in midair.

Arms crossed, her heart-shaped tail swayed triumphantly.

Her large purple eyes glanced sideways at Xu Jingming, her little face clearly screaming "Praise me!"

"Yes, yes, yes, thanks to you this time."

Xu Jingming, unusually, did not argue; he nodded.

Had Vela not used the primordial power of her sovereign-level residual soul to forcibly shatter the demonic barrier, Lin Yin might have escaped today.

"That's more like it~"

Vela smiled contentedly, her heart-shaped tail wagging even more enthusiastically.

Then she turned her head toward Lin Yin.

Her expression turned stern, radiating the authority of an ancient sovereign:

"Lin Yin, listen well.

I am Vela Aethelyn, the Sovereign of Lust.

Your mother, the Illusion Demon Sovereign, was merely my subordinate back then!"

She paused, hatred surging like a volcano in her eyes:

"I was betrayed by her—nearly annihilated!"

"Sovereign of Lust… so it's you…"

Lin Yin's violet eyes flickered with sudden understanding, then clouded with doubt:

"Desire Sovereign, so it was you…"

A flicker of realization crossed Lin Yin's violet eyes, but puzzlement rose at once:

But according to what I know, you vanished suddenly back then.

My mother merely inherited your star domain and part of your authority, and never mentioned any betrayal.

Vanished? How dare that bitch Huan Mo say that?!

Vera instantly bristled like a cat with its tail stepped on, her small face flushed red with rage:

She secretly colluded with external enemies.

She struck me down during my critical cultivation moment, seized my origin, and destroyed my divine realm!

If I hadn't secretly preserved a fragment of my soul to escape, I would have been utterly annihilated!

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, her peach-heart tail thrashing wildly as pink-purple mist churned violently around her:

Just wait—I'll tear that bitch apart with my own hands once I regain my strength!

This...

Lin Yin fell into silence.

Xu Jingming listened beside her, raising an eyebrow but saying nothing.

This was Vera's matter—he had no interest in meddling.

Right now, there were more practical problems to solve.

His gaze settled on Lin Yin's long fingers.

Lin Yin, do you have a World Ring?

A World Ring contains an independent space and can store living beings.

If we had one, our subsequent actions would be far more convenient.

Yes, Master.

Lin Yin bowed respectfully and immediately removed a dark purple ring from her left index finger.

The ring had an ancient design, its surface engraved with intricate demon runes.

At its center was embedded a grain-of-rice-sized deep purple crystal.

It emitted faint, intermittent spatial ripples.

She bent slightly, holding the ring with both hands and offering it before Xu Jingming.

Lin Yin stood over three meters tall; even now, bent forward,

Xu Jingming, at nearly one point nine meters, stood before her.

His line of sight reached only her abdomen.

From this angle,

he could clearly see the faintly fading pink heart mark on Lin Yin's lower abdomen.

And above it, the proud, full curves.

Though the view... was quite good.

Yet this need to look up made him strangely displeased.

It felt as if Lin Yin were the master, and he the servant forced to look up.

"Can you make yourself shorter?" Xu Jingming frowned.

Yes, Master.

Lin Yin obediently replied, and immediately purple light flowed around her.

Hum—

Amid swirling demonic energy,

her three-meter-tall voluptuous body was compressed by invisible force, shrinking rapidly.

In just two or three breaths, she became a cold, stunning woman of about one point seven five meters.

She still possessed that same exquisite beauty.

Her skin was snow-white, her features refined.

Her violet-lavender eyes resembled deep, frozen pools, radiating a cool, distant aura.

Her waist-length violet hair cascaded like a waterfall, the ends slightly curled.

Her dark purple battle armor shifted accordingly.

Clinging to her shrunken frame, it outlined a breathtaking silhouette.

Especially the innate princess-like aura.

Even with reduced height, she still exuded lofty, cold arrogance.

But now,

that arrogance had been entirely transformed into submission to Xu Jingming by the Shixin Mark.

Two contradictory qualities intertwined on her, creating an extremely unique charm.

Even Xu Jingming couldn't help glancing at her twice, silently praising:

"No wonder she's the demon race's princess—her appearance is truly top-tier."

"Master, is this better?"

Lin Yin asked softly, tilting her head slightly upward.

Now she was slightly shorter than Xu Jingming, requiring a slight upward gaze to meet his eyes.

This angle was finally pleasing.

Good.

Xu Jingming nodded in satisfaction and took the dark purple World Ring.

He probed it gently with his spiritual energy.

He immediately noticed its difference from an ordinary space ring.

Ordinary space rings can store only inanimate objects, their interiors being solidified and motionless voids.

But this World Ring contained within it a true, miniature living world.

This small world was about one square kilometer in size, its core a vibrant forest.

Birds flitted through the trees, and some harmless animals moved about.

At the forest's center stood an elegant two-story pavilion, seamlessly integrated with its surroundings.

"This is your World Ring?"

Xu Jingming was slightly surprised.

It's so quaint—completely lacking any demonic traits.

As if sensing Xu Jingming's thoughts, Lin Yin bowed respectfully:

"Not all demons are murderous and brutal beings.

I, for one, prefer nature.

That's why I arranged this World Ring as such."

"I see."

Xu Jingming understood, "That's good—but now it's mine."

He erased Lin Yin's spiritual imprint from the ring.

He left his own, then casually slipped the ring onto his finger.