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Chapter 1655

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Under the influence of the demonic blood, the purple scales on Xu Jingming's skin began to shed.

New, deeper dark-purple scales grew from beneath his skin.

His bones cracked and popped like snapping twigs.

His height began to shrink from five meters.

Four point eight meters, four point five meters, four point two meters......

Finally stabilizing at three point six meters.

Though shorter than before,

his body became denser, and his oppressive aura surged by more than a full tier!

Every muscle seemed forged from the hardest metal, sleek and bursting with explosive power.

Across his broad back,

there now bloomed an intricate purple pattern, exuding unparalleled grandeur.

His demonic horns had also shrunk slightly, yet grown more grotesque and razor-sharp.

The most obvious change was his aura.

Previously, it had been wild and ferocious.

Now it carried an indescribable depth and mystery.

As if the being standing there was not a demon, but an independent void.

"Sixth stage of the Purple Nightmare Demon Body... achieved!"

Xu Jingming slowly opened his eyes, his voice deep as thunder.

Instantly, he focused his mind and opened his system panel.

【Name】: Xu Jingming

【Divine Power】: 1800 points

【Bloodline】: Void Demon (Purple Nightmare Demon Scripture T0, Stage Six)

"Divine Power increased by 600 points—equivalent to the boost from a normal Immortal Stage breakthrough."

Xu Jingming's gaze swept across the panel, finally settling on the bloodline entry:

"And my bloodline changed... now it's Void Demon..."

A thoughtful expression flickered in Xu Jingming's eyes.

At that moment, a strange thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.

An instinctive understanding of 'space.'

As if he had always known how to warp space, how to traverse between reality and illusion.

"What is this?"

Xu Jingming subtly shifted his focus.

Flash!

His figure vanished without warning from where he stood.

The next instant, he appeared directly before Lin Qianxue, ten meters away!

No afterimage, no movement trail—like a TV screen abruptly switching to a new shot!

"Huh?!"

Lin Qianxue's pupils contracted sharply.

She was an Immortal Stage deity—how acute was her perception?

Yet in that instant,

she had sensed absolutely no spatial fluctuation—Xu Jingming had simply appeared out of thin air!

"Is this... teleportation?!"

Lin Qianxue gasped in shock.

It was no wonder she lost composure.

Many powerhouses who mastered spatial primordial energy could teleport over long distances.

But teleportation and this were entirely different concepts.

Teleportation required a casting animation—it was nearly useless in combat.

But instantaneous movement required only a thought, allowing instant arrival at any desired location.

Among Immortal Stage cultivators, this was a power attainable only by the rarest of peak Immortals

who had achieved profound comprehension of spatial primordial energy and earned its recognition!

It involved the folding and transcending of space itself—immensely difficult!

How had little brother Xu already mastered it?

Wasn't he primarily cultivating Destruction and Lightning primordial energy?

"That's right."

Xu Jingming grinned, not hiding it:

"This is the new ability I gained after absorbing the demonic blood."

"New ability? Is teleportation a bloodline power?!"

Lin Qianxue was even more stunned.

Vera, the succubus little girl's soul-form, floated over.

She circled Xu Jingming twice, pausing especially on the pattern on his back.

Her large purple eyes widened in disbelief, her tiny face filled with utter astonishment.

"This appearance, this posture, plus teleportation ability!"

Vera suddenly leaned right up to Xu Jingming, her voice trembling with excitement:

"The realm-lord-level demonic blood you absorbed... was it from a Void Demon?!"

"Void Demon?"

Xu Jingming feigned ignorance, raising an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"The Void Demon is one of the Eight Ancient Demon Bloodlines!"

Vera spoke rapidly, her small face flushed with excitement:

"Legend says the Void Demon was born in the 'Void Realm,' the gap between universes.

Naturally possessing the ability to shift between reality and illusion, so terrifying it can traverse different cosmic dimensions!"

"This bloodline is extremely rare, nearly extinct since ancient times.

Even today, any demon with even a trace of ancient demon blood is considered royal!"

She grew more excited as she spoke:

"Like Lin Yin, she only possesses a trace of ancient demon blood.

Yet she's honored as a princess, showered with resources, elevated above all others."

"You now possess the even rarer Void Demon bloodline!

If you went to the demon race, you wouldn't need to do anything.

Just revealing your aura, and every faction would fight over you!"

"So that's how it is."

Xu Jingming finally understood.

Although space-based demons don't align with his current cultivation of Destruction and Lightning Primordial Origins,

the teleportation ability was simply too overpowered.

His original speed was fast, but it was merely speed.

Fundamentally, it was still rapid movement, leaving a detectable trajectory.

Teleportation, however, is true spatial jumping—ignoring distance! Ignoring obstacles!

Combined with the formidable physique and terrifying strength granted by the Purple Nightmare Demon Body,

it would produce an utterly terrifying effect in close combat!

"Those 21 million points? Worth every one."

Xu Jingming smiled. "Next, let's test the limits of my teleportation ability!"

He subtly shifted his intent.

Shh!

His figure vanished, reappearing a kilometer away.

Shh! Shh! Shh!

Three consecutive flashes, each distance greater than the last.

Two kilometers, three kilometers, four kilometers...

When the distance reached five kilometers,

Xu Jingming felt he could no longer extend the teleportation range.

"The maximum range is about five kilometers.

At my current spiritual power reserves, if used consecutively,

I can teleport roughly thirty to forty times."

Xu Jingming quickly assessed the data.

Five kilometers!

Even in Immortal Stage combat, this would absolutely count as a killer move!

Imagine an enemy unleashing a full-power strike.

You teleport directly behind them and stab through their divine body with a spear.

How could they possibly fight back?

"Too outrageous..."

Lin Qianxue couldn't help murmuring.

She suddenly felt a bit sorry for Xu Jingming's future opponents.

As Xu Jingming tested his new ability,

in the Virtual Universe, a luxurious conference hall.

Twenty-three massive Wang Zuo were arranged in a circle.

Each Wang Zuo radiated a completely distinct aura.

Some blazed like stars, others chilled like abysses.

Some were heavy as star domains, others ethereal as mist.

The central Wang Zuo was the grandest, seemingly forged from countless tiny starlight particles, profound and endless.

Hum—

Space rippled slightly.

Figures descended one by one, taking their seats.

Each figure's arrival carried immense power capable of shaking an entire universe.

Their bodies were wreathed in cosmic laws; their divine realms flickered faintly into view.

It was as if each carried an entire world within them.

Their auras were all different.

But without exception, all were so formidable as to transcend the comprehension of ordinary beings.

The Eternal Council!

The supreme center of power and martial might for the cosmic human race.

Twenty-three seats, representing twenty-two Realm Venerable-level masters of humanity, and the sole Origin Realm cultivator!

When all twenty-two Realm Venerable-level masters had taken their seats.

In the very center, the Wang Zuo darkened, and a figure slowly coalesced.

Revealing the face of an ordinary middle-aged man.

He wore a simple white robe, his gaze as calm as an ancient well.

Yet deep within his pupils, billions of stars rose and fell, the universe cycling endlessly.

Star Lord.

The strongest of humanity, the sole being of the Origin Realm.

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