Three days later, somewhere within the fifth zone of the Misty Mountain Range. Ling Feng wandered without a clear direction. Over the past three days, he had refined the blood and bones of many fierce beasts, and his cultivation had stabilized at the peak of the second level of the Spiritual Element Realm. He could already faintly sense signs of another breakthrough. His Chaotic Sword soul manifestation had also fully awakened, having been nourished in return. Now, both of his soul manifestations had reached the second-refinement stage. However, Ling Feng discovered something else. His could only use his soul manifestations one at a time, they never appeared simultaneously. Perhaps this was a natural limitation of having dual soul manifestations. Or maybe his spiritual consciousness simply wasn't strong enough yet to support both at once. The only pity was that his Chaotic Bloodline, while incredibly powerful, had not progressed despite refining the vital essence of so many beasts. The starting point was simply too high. In the end, Ling Feng began funneling most of the essence into little Qiongqi, helping accelerate its growth. Now, little Qiongqi gleamed with energy, its golden fur radiant and full of vitality. For the demon race, breakthroughs were far more straightforward than for humans. As long as they had enough vitality, there were almost no bottlenecks. And with little Qiongqi possessing a mutated child of the Heavenly Dao bloodline, not unlike Ling Feng's own Chaotic Bloodline, its cultivation speed was even more astonishing. In just three days, little Qiongqi had nearly reached the peak of fourth-tier demonic beast. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before it took on a human form and stepped into the demon lord realm. Just as Ling Feng was scanning his surroundings, he suddenly heard the sounds of battle up ahead. Not far off, five or six corpses were scattered across the ground, mangled and torn apart, limbs missing. Some had been bitten clean in half. Blood and flesh were strewn everywhere. Ling Feng frowned. Judging from their attire, these corpses belonged to disciples of Canglong Sanctum. Some of them had even reached the demon king level. For so many strong demon clan experts to die , the fierce beast responsible had to be extremely dangerous! "Damn! Ling Feng, that's the scent of the Eight-Headed Giant Serpent!" A surge of purple light flashed as Despicable Donkey popped out, visibly excited. "Jackpot! That has to be a descendant of the Eight-Headed Giant Serpent. The scent is faint, but the bloodline is pure!" Despicable Donkey practically drooled as he looked at Ling Feng with a fawning grin. "Come on, let's go catch that snake!" "Well well, Lord Divine Donkey," Ling Feng raised an eyebrow and said with a faint smile, "Didn't you say none of the fierce beasts here were worth your time?" "This one's different!" Despicable Donkey got flustered and quickly explained, "The Eight-Headed Giant Serpent has eight heads, each tied to a different element. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, wind, and thunder. This one doesn't have all eight, but it should have at least two. It's a twin-headed serpent. Most importantly, I can sense that one of its heads carries the fire attribute." "If this divine beast can refine its bloodline, this divine beast might be able to breakthrough to the mid-tier demon emperor realm!" "And only you benefit from that?" Ling Feng scoffed. "Not interested!" "How can it only benefit this divine beast? Little Qiongqi is a fire-type demonic beast too. I only need a single drop of essence, but if little Qiongqi inherits that serpent's bloodline, it'll greatly enhance its Qiongqi bloodline. The benefit would be just as great, if not greater!" "Oh?" Ling Feng's eyelids twitched. "Since when were you so thoughtful, Donkey Daddy?" "Hmph!" Despicable Donkey gave him a proud glare, then added, "Also, if that serpent has awakened the Eight-Headed Evil Fire, you know full well it's an abnormal fire that rivals the Southern Bright Flames. Don't tell me you're not tempted?" "Eight-Headed Evil Fire?" Ling Feng's sword-like brows lifted slightly. "Perfect. My third-phase Devouring Flame hasn't had anything decent to absorb in a while." With that, he withdrew little Qiongqi and quietly followed Despicable Donkey toward the location of the fierce beast. Judging by how cautious Despicable Donkey was acting, it was likely the serpent had already reached the emperor level. If he were confident of victory, that donkey would have charged in already, no explanations needed. Clearly, he was counting on Ling Feng to use "Reality Reversal". Man and donkey moved in silence, concealing their auras as they crept toward the sound of the battle. From a distance, Ling Feng caught sight of an enormous twin-headed serpent. Its massive body was covered in blue and red scales, each color dominating one side. From the midpoint of its body, two heads had branched out. One burned with blazing flames, while the other exhaled icy mist. The cold qi froze the surrounding air into frost that shattered and fell to the ground. This serpent, bearing the bloodline of the Eight-Headed Giant Serpent, had awakened both fire and ice attributes. The Eight-Headed Giant Serpent was a legendary monstrous beast, on the same level as the Four Divine Beasts, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise. In terms of bloodline, it was one of the strongest to ever exist on the Xuanling Continent. Although this serpent's bloodline was diluted, it had still managed to grow two heads. If its bloodline could continue to evolve, there was a chance it might fully transform into a true Eight-Headed Giant Serpent. That chance, however, was so slim it could nearly be ignored. Facing the serpent was a woman in white robes. She was stunning, with a curvaceous figure and graceful posture, but her body was drenched in blood, her face pale. Gasping for breath, she barely supported herself with a longsword glowing with green light. Despicable Donkey gasped and whispered to Ling Feng, "This woman's something else. She's only king-tier, yet she's holding her own against an emperor-level beast. She's injured, sure, but she actually wounded the serpent!" "The world's a strange place," Ling Feng murmured as he rubbed his nose. He figured this woman must be the human cultivator from the Sacred Land mentioned by that Canglong Sanctum disciple he'd met earlier. Her luck, however, had clearly run dry. She had just escaped the pursuit of Canglong Sanctum's forces, only to run into this twin-headed serpent. And not just any serpent, but a demon emperor level twin-headed serpent! The two massive serpent heads stared her down, flicking their tongues as killing intent radiated from their eyes. Even from a distance, the pressure was chilling. The serpent itself bore several wounds, both fresh and old. Clearly, this overlord of the Misty Mountain Range had evolved to this level through countless brutal battles. The woman in white was gasping heavily. She had reached her limit. The twin-headed serpent was terrifying. Her internal organs had been shaken to pieces. Blood continuously leaked from her lips, and her body trembled uncontrollably. Even if the serpent stopped attacking now, she wouldn't survive without immediate treatment.