1953

**Chapter 1953: The Demon Race's Foundation**

The Law Orb was activated, and a vast aura surged out, instantly enveloping the entire barrier.

The starry sky seemed to freeze, and the Demon Sovereigns and Golden Eagle Race's Other Shore realm experts all showed expressions of shock. They were immobilized in the starry sky as if a spell had been cast on them.

Space became a cage, binding them tightly.

"What level of power is this?"

"How does he have such a thing?"

"This isn't a Saint Sovereign; it's even stronger than a Saint Sovereign. Could it be...?"

"Impossible, it can't be that."

They all thought of a certain possibility but knew that such an existence shouldn't be in the current world.

Unless... it was a remnant from ancient times.

But if the Human Race had such a powerful being, why were they nearly exterminated ten thousand years ago?

If such a being had intervened, what would the combined forces of the other races amount to?

Lin Moyu seemed like an enigma, with endless trump cards.

Previously, Lin Moyu didn't want to tangle with them, simply because he didn't want to waste his trump cards.

They realized that it wasn't that Lin Moyu feared them; it was that they weren't worthy.

The Law Orb exploded, and the terrifying power sealed the space.

It wasn't an ordinary seal; it froze the entire space, making it impossible to move.

Countless laws surged in the starry sky, intertwining into chains that bound the Other Shore realm experts.

Elder Xing appeared beside Lin Moyu, smiling at him, "Kid, didn't you say that the Other Shore realm couldn't kill you? What do you call this now?"

Lin Moyu smiled wryly, "I said one Other Shore realm expert couldn't kill me, but there are five here."

Elder Xing's gaze swept over the five experts, and they felt as if they were being sliced into pieces by his gaze.

Elder Xing didn't make a move but looked in another direction and said lightly, "You're here?"

A mass of green and red flames appeared out of thin air, revealing a vague, ferocious face—a demon's face. A hoarse voice echoed in the starry sky, "According to the agreement, you shouldn't intervene."

Elder Xing chuckled, "Did I intervene?"

The demon said in a low voice, "I want to take them away."

Elder Xing didn't object, "Including these two eagle brats?"

The demon hesitated for a few seconds, "I'll take one."

Elder Xing laughed, "Smart choice. It's settled then."

He then looked at the two Golden Eagle Race experts, squinting, "Let's see your luck."

The two experts' faces changed drastically. From the conversation, they understood that only one of them would survive.

Suddenly, a flame appeared out of nowhere, enveloping one of them and the three Demon Sovereigns.

In the blink of an eye, the four Other Shore realm experts disappeared, leaving only one Golden Eagle Race expert.

The remaining expert felt a chill down his spine, sensing impending doom.

Elder Xing chuckled, "So, do you want to do it yourself, or should I do it for you?"

Lin Moyu thickened his skin and said, "Since you're already here, why not do it yourself? No need to kill, just cripple him."

Elder Xing glared at Lin Moyu, "You have quite a few demands!"

He then looked at the Golden Eagle Race expert, "What's your name? It's not right for an Other Shore realm expert to die without a name. If your name sounds good, maybe I'll spare your life."

The expert, seemingly terrified by Elder Xing, stammered, "My name is Xuan Guang."

"Not impressive. You can go now." With that, Elder Xing casually slapped him.

With a bang, Xuan Guang's flesh exploded, his bones shattered, and he fainted on the spot.

A dignified Other Shore realm expert was crippled with a single slap.

Lin Moyu witnessed the difference in power levels. This was the gap between Elder Xing and ordinary Other Shore realm experts.

Elder Xing said, "Now you understand why the Other Shore realm was considered cannon fodder in ancient times."

Lin Moyu fully understood; they were indeed cannon fodder.

And he, a God Sovereign, wasn't even considered cannon fodder.

Lin Moyu didn't waste time. He released the Bone Hell, letting the hellish spirits devour the Other Shore realm expert.

Although corpses could be devoured, those not yet dead, with their souls intact, were most valuable.

The Bone Hell was just a step away from advancing. Devouring this Other Shore realm expert should be enough.

However, the Other Shore realm expert was strong, so devouring him would take some time.

Elder Xing looked at Lin Moyu's technique, "Your technique looks pretty good."

Lin Moyu didn't hide anything and wasn't modest, "I think it's good too. It can grow through devouring."

Elder Xing nodded, "A growing technique, that's rare. I heard you wandered into the outer domain this time. How was it? Was it fun?"

He looked at Lin Moyu with a teasing smile, as if wanting to see him embarrassed.

Lin Moyu said, "It was alright. I met two living Supremes and learned some things from ancient times."

Elder Xing's expression finally changed. He stared intently at Lin Moyu, his tone becoming serious, "You said you met two living Supremes?"

"Yes."

Elder Xing scrutinized Lin Moyu, "What kind of luck do you have?"

He then looked around, as if checking for eavesdroppers, looking somewhat amusing.

Lowering his voice, he said, "Hurry back and tell me everything about the outer domain."

"Not here, tell me when you get back."

Lin Moyu understood Elder Xing's meaning; this wasn't the place to talk.

Lin Moyu asked, "Senior, what was that demon face just now?"

Elder Xing replied, "That's the foundation of the Demon Race."

Lin Moyu was startled, immediately thinking of a possibility, "Is that why Xiao Zhantian didn't exterminate the Demon Race back then?"

Elder Xing chuckled, "Not bad, you figured it out."

Lin Moyu murmured, "No wonder."

With such a foundation, no wonder Xiao Zhantian retreated after heavily injuring the Demon Race.

It wasn't that he couldn't exterminate them, but the cost would have been unbearable.

At that time, they had to deal with not only the Demon Race but also other races.

Other powerful races likely had their own foundations as well.

Elder Xing said, "Understand now? Powerful races aren't easy to exterminate."

"Hurry back, don't mess around. If those old guys get shameless, I won't be able to save you."

Lin Moyu realized the seriousness of the situation, "Understood."

He had been playing with fire all this time.

If he provoked the foundation of the Demon Race, it would be a big problem.

Although he had trump cards, like the corpse of Shanlin Supreme, he couldn't guarantee their effectiveness. If he couldn't lock onto the target, they would be useless.

Sometimes, the gap in strength is so vast that even trump cards become worthless.

After waiting for half an hour, Elder Xing disappeared from the starry sky.

His power in the Law Orb was limited, and he could stay for half an hour only because he didn't make any moves. If he had fought with full force, his presence time would have been greatly reduced.

The devouring in the Bone Hell lasted for two hours, and the hellish spirits finally devoured Xuan Guang.

The Bone Hell emitted a gray light, the Hellfire River burned fiercely, countless mists arose, and faint terrifying screams echoed, making the entire hell even more eerie and terrifying.

The number of hellish spirits increased significantly, reaching 10 million.

Each hellish spirit's strength was comparable to a seventh-stage God Sovereign.

The range the Bone Hell could cover also doubled, reaching 100 million kilometers, enough to cover a small galaxy.