"Di Zhui..."
Lu Xue Qilin repeated the name in its mouth, feeling the immense grandeur contained within just by uttering it!
"Di Zhui?"
The young Qilin tilted its head, staring at Ye Ling with innocent eyes.
It had no idea what naming it meant for Ye Ling.
However, soon, a dazzling red light shone from Di Zhui, and an exceptionally powerful aura emanated from its body, spreading outwards.
Seeing all the demon beasts in Dragon God Mountain sense Di Zhui's aura and prostrate themselves in its direction, as if welcoming the arrival of a new king.
"This, this is..."
Lu Xue Qilin stared at Di Zhui cradled in Ye Ling's arms with shock, its heart churning with immense waves!
The aura Di Zhui was currently exuding even made it feel an urge to prostrate itself!
"Demon King... Child, you've actually returned to your ancestral bloodline and directly become a Demon King!" Lu Xue Qilin was trembling with extreme excitement.
Although they were of the Qilin clan and considered sacred beasts, they were not true Qilin. They were merely pseudo-Qilin possessing a portion of their Qilin ancestors' bloodline.
However, even with only a part of their bloodline, they had gained incredibly powerful abilities!
Thanks to their Qilin bloodline, not only was their cultivation speed extremely fast, but they could also inherit the divine abilities of their ancestors from ancient times through their bloodline.
In this era, a very small number of exceptionally talented or fortunate Qilin would experience a return to their ancestral bloodline, completely transforming into ancient Qilin!
Such existences were extremely rare, not just in the mortal realm but even throughout the entire Immortal Realm, possibly non-existent!
True Qilin were far more powerful than these pseudo-Qilin!
And now, after being bestowed a name by Ye Ling, Di Zhui's bloodline had directly evolved to the ancient bloodline, becoming a true divine beast Qilin!
Perhaps Di Zhui was the only divine beast Qilin in the Three Realms, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons!
At this moment, Di Zhui's aura continued to surge. Even though it was still in its infancy, its strength was beginning to approach that of an adult Lu Xue Qilin, even showing signs of surpassing it.
As long as Di Zhui was given a little more time, it would completely surpass Lu Xue Qilin!
It was only a matter of time before it became the true Lord of Ten Thousand Demons!
"Is this the bloodline of our ancestors... such powerful pressure, even I feel the urge to prostrate myself!" Lu Xue Qilin spoke incoherently, unable to describe its current feelings as it watched its child suddenly transform into an ancient Qilin!
This was the ultimate dream of all their clan members!
And it was witnessing the birth of a new king!
"Roar!!!"
The Abyss Dragon in the swamp was also stimulated by Di Zhui's aura. It roared, breaking free from the swamp's restraints, and lunged towards Ye Ling, seemingly wanting to snatch Di Zhui from Ye Ling's hands and absorb its bloodline!
Seeing the Abyss Dragon attack, Lu Xue Qilin was not to be outdone. Lightning flashed around its body, and its aura surged. "My Lord, be careful! I will block it!"
However, just as Lu Xue Qilin was about to pounce forward to block the Abyss Dragon's attack for Ye Ling and Di Zhui, a mass of demonic energy coiled around its body, and it was forcibly pulled back to the shore by that demonic energy.
Ye Ling tossed Di Zhui to Lu Xue Qilin and said calmly, "Retreat to the back."
Behind him, the Abyss Dragon had already attacked.
It opened its massive maw, attempting to swallow Ye Ling in one gulp!
But!
Just as the Abyss Dragon was about to bite Ye Ling, it seemed to hit an invisible wall. Its enormous body was directly repelled, falling back into the swamp.
"Roar!!!"
The moment it fell into the swamp, the Abyss Dragon let out a shrill roar, and pain began to well up in its eyes.
Then, several dark tentacles surged out from the swamp, entwining the Abyss Dragon and dragging it back into the depths of the swamp.
As the Abyss Dragon disappeared into the swamp, Ye Ling saw endless fear in its eyes.
"What was that?" Lu Xue Qilin's eyes flashed with a hint of horror as it saw the tentacles dragging the Abyss Dragon into the swamp.
It had lived in Dragon God Mountain for a long time and had encountered the Abyss Dragon many times, but it had never known that there were other demonic creatures beneath this swamp!
The chill it felt from those tentacles made it feel as if it had fallen into an ice cave!
If it had been entangled by those black tentacles, it would have been instantly drained dry!
Seeing Lu Xue Qilin's shocked expression, Ye Ling couldn't help but frown and ask, "You haven't seen the tentacles that ensnared the Abyss Dragon?"
Lu Xue Qilin shook its head. "I have never seen those tentacles, and the aura of those tentacles was too evil. Even thinking about it now sends shivers down my spine."
"If I had seen them before, I would definitely not forget!"
"You haven't seen them before, meaning these tentacles only appeared recently?"
Hearing Lu Xue Qilin's definitive statement, Ye Ling looked at the bubbling swamp, his eyes narrowing slightly as if contemplating something.
The aura of the black tentacles had already surpassed the ninth rank, possessing the cultivation of a loose immortal, and not a weak one among them.
A demon beast of this cultivation level was already considered a disaster-class entity in the mortal realm; it was not impossible for it to slaughter nations if it appeared.
Moreover, the aura emanating from the black tentacles was too violent. If left unchecked, it would undoubtedly become a future problem.
"Fine, let's go down and take a look!"
Having made his decision, Ye Ling leaped forward and jumped directly into the swamp!
Lu Xue Qilin was startled and quickly shouted, "My Lord!!!"
However, Ye Ling could no longer hear Lu Xue Qilin's cries. The moment he jumped into the swamp, he followed the direction where the tentacles had dragged the Abyss Dragon and pursued it into the depths of the swamp.
Although the surrounding swamp mud was dirty and viscous, a layer of spiritual energy enveloped Ye Ling, blocking out all the mud.
As for the swamp's characteristic of absorbing spiritual energy, Ye Ling's spiritual energy had been reinforced, making it impossible for the swamp to drain it.
"This swamp is deeper than I imagined..."
Ye Ling descended a hundred meters, not only failing to see the bottom but also not seeing any trace of the Abyss Dragon. Instead, he saw the skeletal remains of various demonic beasts and humans.
Over the centuries, not a small number of people had perished in this swamp.
A normal swamp was only one to ten meters deep; this place could no longer be called a swamp... Ye Ling felt that "mud sea" was a more fitting description!
After descending another three hundred meters in the swamp, Ye Ling finally reached the bottom, stepping onto hard rock.
The surrounding mud flowed, constantly compressing the demonic energy around Ye Ling, attempting to devour him.
Ye Ling reached the bottom and scanned the surroundings with his divine soul. Enduring the mud's soul-absorbing properties, he swept the entire swamp bottom but found no trace of the Abyss Dragon.
"It's no longer in the swamp?"
Not finding the Abyss Dragon, which had been dragged by the tentacles, at the bottom of the swamp, nor the treasure he had previously sensed, Ye Ling frowned and extended his divine soul further into the depths.
However, as soon as Ye Ling's divine soul spread outwards, tentacles inexplicably emerged from the surrounding mud and lunged towards him!