After Zheng Yuantian expelled a mouthful of his spiritual essence blood, his gaze shifted coldly towards Wang Xuan, who seemed to defy him. In Zheng's eyes, Wang Xuan was like the crop he cultivated or the livestock he reared, unexpectedly rebelling against its master.0

Zheng had long marked Wang Xuan, not just for the sake of it but for very specific reasons. The celestial medicines, the five-colored soil from Mount Bu Zhou, the immortal nectar—all were provided to Wang Xuan as part of a grander scheme.0

Zheng's ambition was to undergo a transformation from an immortal to a demonic being, leveraging someone with a special inner realm for a more potent rebirth.0

Zheng Yuantian's expertise wasn't just in demonic embryo techniques, surpassing even Zheng Wu. As a figure of great stature, he delved deeply into various ancient texts, particularly focusing on individuals throughout history who possessed unique inner realms.0

To Zheng, Wang Xuan wasn't merely an impressive talent who had unlocked a rare inner realm upon entering the transcendent domain. He theorized that Wang Xuan might have initiated this inner realm even in his mortal days, which was precisely why he had set his sights on this remarkable young human.0

Zheng harbored a blazing ambition, a conviction that individuals like Wang Xuan could still make significant contributions beyond the era of myths drying up.0

"See, his gaze is too fierce, fixed on us. It unsettles me deeply," Chen Yongjie voiced out, laden with concern. To them, Zheng Yuantian was no ordinary foe.0

"It's alright, we'll seize the right moment....0