Chapter 1821

"Yin'er! This elixir......"

She abruptly looked toward Lin Yin.

Yet she saw her daughter still standing quietly, not the slightest surprise on her face.

"Mother, I'm sorry."

Lin Yin spoke slowly, her expression cold.

"You?!"

The Illusion Demon Lord's pupils suddenly contracted.

She tried to mobilize her divine power, yet discovered she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Agonizing pain in her divine soul surged wave after wave like a tide, causing her consciousness to begin blurring.

"Lin Yin! My daughter, why would you do this?"

She stared dead at Lin Yin, her voice filled with unbelieving anger and grief.

"Because, this is Master's order."

Facing the Illusion Demon Lord's unbelieving questioning.

Lin Yin's cold beautiful face began to turn fanatical.

Immediately after, she raised her hand.

Fingertips lightly brushed past the edge of the dark purple battle armor at her abdomen, then slowly lifted it upward.

Smooth, taut lower abdomen exposed to the air, skin fair as jade.

The next instant, pink profound patterns emerged from the depths of flesh and blood like living things.

At the center was an exquisite heart, countless fine threads extending from its edges, branded deep into the soul.

It was precisely the Heart-Eroding Pattern!

"Heart-Eroding Pattern?!"

The Illusion Demon Lord's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints, her stately noble face instantly draining of all color.

As the former subordinate of the Lust Lord Vera, she knew all too well what this pattern signified!

It was the succubus clan's core enslavement secret art.

Once planted, the soul would serve in eternal submission!

"Damn it! Who?!

Who planted the Heart-Eroding Pattern on you!"

Boundless anger and the pain of betrayal surged in her heart.

The Illusion Demon Lord's remaining purple-black divine power erupted with a boom, the entire bedchamber palace trembling.

"It was me."

A low calm voice came from the palace gate.

The Illusion Demon Lord whipped her head around, only to see Xu Jingming's towering demon body, four meters six in height, striding in.

At his side, Elise followed lightly on rounded slender legs.

A pair of purple eyes curiously surveyed the scene inside the hall, that proud bosom swaying gently with each step.

"Blood Abyss, it's you?!"

The Illusion Demon Lord's voice trembled slightly from extreme shock:

"You, a mere Eternal stage, how could you possibly master the Heart-Eroding Pattern?!"

"Illusion Demon! You never imagined I'd still be alive, right!"

Just then, a clear sweet female voice carrying bone-deep hatred and unbridled laughter rang out.

Pink-purple light flashed, and Vera's soul body in mature woman form shot out from Xu Jingming's consciousness sea, hovering in midair.

She planted her hands on her hips.

Her heart-shaped tail swung proudly, big eyes full of vengeful satisfaction.

"Ve-Vera?! You're actually still alive?!"

The Illusion Demon Lord was struck as if by lightning.

That peerlessly bewitching face was written full of horror and disbelief.

The former master she had personally betrayed and killed hundreds of thousands of years ago had actually reappeared in the world in soul body form!

"Mepet! Mepet! Come help me!"

The Illusion Demon Lord snapped back to her senses, immediately frantically calling her most trusted deputy through divine sense.

"Is Big Sis calling me~"

A voice, soft and boneless with a trace of lazy laughter, sounded almost simultaneously.

The space in the hall rippled, and the Mepet Lord stepped out wearing a nearly transparent dark purple gauze skirt.

Her figure was enchanting, skin like snow.

Heart-shaped tail swaying lightly, her flowing gaze hooking souls and capturing spirits.

The Illusion Demon Lord's heart eased, and she urgently said:

"Vera isn't dead yet, her soul body is right here!

Blood Abyss is her inheritor, she enslaved Lin Yin!

Quick! Join forces with me, suppress him......"

Her words broke off abruptly.

Because the Mepet Lord not only didn't attack.

Instead she walked gracefully to Xu Jingming's side.

Then, under the wide-eyed gaze of the Demon Lord of Illusions.

She likewise extended her slender jade hand, lifting the hem of her gauze skirt.

On her flat, smooth abdomen, a pink heart-shaped mark nearly identical to her daughter Lin Yin's appeared.

It emitted a faint yet clear soul fluctuation.

"Sister, sorry~"

The Demon Lord of Enchantment smiled bewitchingly, her voice soft and sweet, yet each word pierced the Demon Lord of Illusions' heart like an ice needle:

"I, too, have already become the master's slave.

As early as a year ago, when the master secretly entered the Demon Palace of Illusions,

I was personally implanted with the Heart-Corroding Mark by him, and completely subdued."

Two tall, stunning beauties stood on either side of Xu Jingming, revealing the heart-shaped marks on their abdomens.

They looked both eerily beautiful and alluringly provocative.

Upon seeing this scene, the Demon Lord of Illusions' mind went completely blank.

"One... one year ago?!"

She suddenly recalled the scene at the plaza upon her return.

No wonder the Enchantment Lord's excessively respectful, even servile attitude toward Blood Abyss—everything had been foreshadowed long ago!

No wonder Blood Abyss could display such heaven-defying prowess in the Abyssal Demon Tide, his points soaring far ahead!

As it turns out, he had already possessed, over a year ago, the terrifying power to openly defeat and enslave a Primary Tribulation Lord!

"Too bad, Blood Abyss—you still miscalculated one move!"

The Demon Lord of Illusions suppressed the surging shock in her heart.

A flicker of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes as she let out a hoarse, fierce cry:

"Black Wind! Black Wind Lord! Come to my aid!"

Boom!

From outside the hall came a mighty aura—the Black Wind Lord's five-meter-tall dark-gold demonic form descended with a thunderous crash.

He had originally just left after discussing further cooperation with the Demon Lord of Illusions, but now he was summoned back.

Yet he was stunned by the eerie sight within the hall.

His scarlet pupils swept over Xu Jingming, Iris, the kneeling Lin Yin, and the Enchantment Lord.

Finally, they settled on Vera's soul-form.

"You are... the Lord of Lust?!"

The Black Wind Lord's heart jolted.

"Black Wind! You never expected—I still have that day of return!"

The demoness Vera exulted freely.

The Demon Lord of Illusions then urgently said:

"Black Wind! Help me!

Blood Abyss has long since rebelled! He enslaved my daughter and the Enchantment Lord, and is even the inheritor of the former Lord of Lust, Vera!

Now Vera's soul is here— they seek revenge!

Let us join forces, first suppress them—"

Before she could finish, the Black Wind Lord's face had completely changed.

Immediately after, he performed an action that left the Demon Lord of Illusions stunned.

"Damn it! Seek death, but don't drag me down!"

His dark-gold demonic form explosively recoiled.

The Black Wind Lord actually turned without hesitation into a streak of light, fleeing madly toward the hall's exterior!

What ally bonds, what cooperative interests— in the face of life and death, all are nonsense!

Who is Blood Abyss? He is the peerless heavenly prodigy taken as a personal disciple by the Lord of the Nether Phoenix!

Moreover, he has already enslaved the Enchantment Lord, and even brought along the daughter of the Realm Lord!

Even if victorious, he dare not act against Blood Abyss.

If defeated, it would truly be eternal ruin!

Therefore, he can only flee for his life!

"Is this still the Lord of Indestructibility? Too cowardly, isn't he?"

Iris first froze, then burst out laughing with a puff.

Her purple eyes curved into crescent moons.

The breathtaking fullness of her chest trembled slightly with her laughter, swaying into an alluring arc.

"Want to escape? Too late."

Xu Jingming let out a cold snort, and the Lei Guang in his purple-red pupils suddenly flared!

"True Demon Form, activate!"

Boom——!!!

An indescribable terrifying might erupted explosively from within him!

Brilliant purple-black light shot into the sky, a pair of vast purple-black wings that obscured the heavens and covered the earth burst open from behind him.

Each feather flowed with profound spatial fluctuations.

His original four-meter-six demonic form swelled again, his skin surfacing with countless ancient, ferocious demonic runes.

Deep within his pupils, a dignified and noble phoenix-shaped mark slowly rotated.

Merely by releasing his aura, the entire sleeping palace let out a groan as if unable to bear the weight!

The fleeing figure of the Black Wind Sovereign seemed to crash into an invisible mire, his speed plummeting!