After being reborn, the villain comes with a spoiler tag.

Huo Yu's divine sense carefully swept over the young man in front of him and found that the "Huo Yu" in front of him not only copied his face, but also his cultivation level.

Apart from lacking Heavenly Dao Points above his head, in Huo Yu's divine sense, this young man was exactly the same as himself, with no flaws to be found.

"Master, this is the life divine power I obtained after breaking through to the Transformation Realm. Doesn't it look incredibly realistic?"

The young man in front of him chuckled and took the initiative to approach Huo Yu.

Seeing his own face making such a vivid expression, Huo Yu fell silent for a moment, then asked:

"Mystical power of destiny?"

The "Huo Yu" in front of him explained excitedly:

“We demons do not cultivate external skills, but rather cultivate our demonic bodies. Therefore, we are not as adept at various spells as you human cultivators. The demon race only knows two kinds of supernatural powers: one is innate supernatural power, and the other is life supernatural power.”

“Innate supernatural powers are not possessed by every type of demon. Only races like our Dragon Clan, whose ancestors included great demons who ascended to the Demon Immortal Realm, have innate supernatural powers in their descendants. As for life supernatural powers, they are acquired supernatural powers that awaken as one's cultivation level increases. One gains a new life supernatural power with each breakthrough in a realm.”

Perhaps because it was the first time the hybrid dragon was speaking, it felt a unique sense of novelty. Seeing that Huo Yu didn't interrupt, it continued:

"Our demon race and your human race have different realm divisions. We only have four realms: Spiritual Movement, Transformation, Body Rebirth, and Void Breakthrough. I just broke through to the Transformation Realm, and my strength is roughly equivalent to your... mid-Foundation Establishment stage?"

Huo Yu understood, and recalling the other demon cultivator he had encountered in the Nine Star Secret Realm, he asked:

"What realm is the Imperial Demon at?"

“He is a great demon in the Void Breaking Realm, equivalent to your Mahayana stage. If he weren’t trapped in that small world, he could ascend to the Demon Immortal Realm at any time.”

A hint of admiration and envy flickered in the eyes of the mixed-race dragon:

“Actually, from the bloodline inheritance, I can vaguely sense that the previous secret realm should be part of the demon realm. It was just separated from the demon realm by external forces and unexpectedly connected to the Spirit Gathering Realm—which is your world.”

Some of the knowledge of the demon race is passed down through bloodlines. Therefore, although the mixed-blood valley dragon has never left the Nine Star Secret Realm since it gained sentience, it is able to know about the demon realm and the spirit realm.

Huo Yu nodded slightly, then posed a new question:

What is your innate supernatural power?

The mixed-race Gu Long was clearly not expected Huo Yu to bring this up. Looking at Huo Yu's face, he showed a somewhat embarrassed expression and stammered, "..."

"Well... actually, I can vaguely sense that there are innate supernatural abilities in my bloodline inheritance, but they're a bit blurry. Maybe after I enter the Body Transformation Realm, I'll remember them as my bloodline reverts to its ancestral state. Yes, that must be it!"

The implication is that he has not yet mastered any innate supernatural powers.

Huo Yu already understood. Suddenly, his divine sense stirred slightly, and his figure instantly transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky in a certain direction.

The hybrid dragon was momentarily stunned. When it came to its senses, it realized that it had not yet returned to the Soul Banner.

It hurriedly followed Huo Yu's trail, but Huo Yu, who had recovered to the Golden Core stage, was much faster and soon disappeared from sight.

The hybrid dragon could only rely on its connection with its own soul blood to chase after the general direction, shouting in its divine sense:

"Master, wait for me—"

……

It was dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the border between the Vermilion Bird Kingdom and the Liang Kingdom. A streak of silver and a streak of black light followed each other like shadows, speeding past one after the other.

Within the silver light was a woman dressed in a pale yellow dress. She stood on a shimmering silver paper crane, surrounded by dozens of smaller silver paper cranes.

These paper cranes seem to be suffering from some unseen attack, and their numbers are decreasing one by one.

As the number of paper cranes decreased, the woman frowned slightly and quickly formed hand seals. Instantly, five more paper cranes spontaneously disintegrated, turning into specks of spiritual light that merged into the paper cranes beneath her feet.

Her speed also increased accordingly, like a white meteor streaking across the sky, heading straight for the center of the Vermilion Bird Kingdom.

The black light that followed closely behind was none other than Long Yucheng, whom Huo Yu had previously sensed in his divine sense.

Half a year later, Long Yucheng's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds to the ninth level of Qi Refining, just one step away from Foundation Establishment.

He didn't know what secret technique he used, but he was able to keep up with the Foundation Establishment stage woman in the chase, despite only having the cultivation level of Qi Refining.

In the past, whenever Huo Yu saw Long Yucheng, whether he was smiling or angry, his eyes were always lively. Often, before Long Yucheng himself even spoke, those eyes would have already betrayed everything his master was thinking to Huo Yu.

At this moment, Long Yucheng, dressed in black, had a cold expression and no emotion in his eyes, with a faint black mist swirling around him.

His gaze was fixed on the woman fleeing in panic ahead, as if he were indifferent to everything else.

It appears that Long Yucheng did not rely on any flying artifacts, but flew through the air like a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

After using his divine sense to investigate, Huo Yu discovered the secret—Long Yucheng was not actually flying; his flying artifact was the black mist.

The black mist appeared to be shapeless, but under Huo Yu's divine sense, it could be clearly seen that it was actually composed of countless extremely tiny black dots arranged closely together, controlled by Long Yucheng's spiritual power.

It was these strange black dots that were attacking the woman in yellow, causing the paper cranes around her to disappear one by one. Because the black dots were too small to be seen with the naked eye, it looked as if they were being stripped away one by one by an invisible hand.

Just as the woman suddenly accelerated, trying to escape the pursuit, Long Yucheng spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood quickly decomposed into countless black dots, merging into the black mist surrounding him.

The black mist surrounding Long Yucheng immediately deepened in color and became almost tangible.

At the same time, Long Yucheng's speed also suddenly increased, instantly closing the distance between him and the woman.

Witnessing this scene, the woman's face showed an undisguised anxiety.

When she caught a glimpse of the bronze city wall appearing in the distance, a hint of reluctance flashed in her eyes, but she resolutely made three handprints and pointed at the giant paper crane beneath her feet.

In an instant, ten more paper cranes transformed into dazzling silver specks of light, dissipating into the air and merging into the giant paper crane.

The paper crane beneath her feet increased its speed once more, and in the blink of an eye, it carried the woman away behind the bronze city wall.

Long Yucheng, who was relentlessly pursuing the woman in yellow, saw that his prey was about to escape. He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Just as he was about to repeat the same trick and increase his speed to follow the woman into the capital city ahead.

However, at this critical moment when every second counted, a familiar voice suddenly rang in Long Yucheng's consciousness:

"Stop."