Chapter Fourteen: Illusion? Poisoning?

“Wake the hell up!”

Staring at the rapidly falling young eagle, Jiang Xuan dashed beneath it, flapping his wings upward.

A fierce gust surged upward, causing the little eagle to tumble wildly through the air!

“W-who am I? Where am I?”

After spinning countless times and being blown far away, the young eagle finally regained consciousness.

Still dazed, he realized he was still airborne and quickly spread his wings, gasping for breath.

In the next moment, Jiang Xuan appeared before him.

“Kid, I saved you. Remember my name—Jiang Xuan!”

“Who are you? How did I end up here?”

“My brother! My brother’s still in the nest! Please save him!”

“That little snake is inside the nest; we can’t catch him!”

What? Inside the nest?

Jiang Xuan suddenly understood. No wonder he couldn’t find the Teng Snake earlier—it was hiding in the bird’s nest!

Ignoring the young eagle, Jiang Xuan retraced his steps and arrived at the bird’s nest he had seen moments ago.

The dark nest appeared empty, but a pair of glowing green eyes clearly stared back at Jiang Xuan!

Immediately, Jiang Xuan spotted the Teng Snake, its entire body adorned with butterfly-like patterns—a sixth-rank snake demon!

In his second life, he saw the Teng Snake holding in its mouth the remains of a young eagle demon, reduced to just its head and neck, bare and lifeless!

“I don’t want to die. I haven’t even transformed into my human form, haven’t taken the first step on the path…”

“Someone save me, I don’t want to die!”

“Not dead yet!”

It seemed the young eagle hadn’t yet reached the Teng Snake’s stomach; it hadn’t been digested.

Using his mind-hearing ability, Jiang Xuan clearly heard the faint voice of the dying young eagle.

“You, who killed my kin, deserve death.”

Suddenly, an ethereal voice entered Jiang Xuan’s ears, piercing deep into his soul, causing an intense headache!

Like a sharp sword stabbing into his head, Jiang Xuan soon writhed on the ground in agony.

But soon, he calmed down.

In his mind, he took the form of a three-legged golden crow, soaring at the pinnacle of the heavens, looking down upon all the demons below.

A kingly aura exuded from him as Jiang Xuan transformed into human form, hands clasped behind his back, feeling the power within capable of shattering heaven and earth!

The rosy clouds lit the sky, and the evening breeze gently brushed Jiang Xuan’s face. This unbeatable path in this life flickered before his eyes like fleeting clouds.

“What’s going on? Have I reached the Golden Crow level already? I’m only a sixth-rank demon beast, right?”

Just as Jiang Xuan was enjoying himself, a sudden flash of electricity in his mind made him involuntarily question.

“Usually, one must be a great demon to take human form. This doesn’t add up.”

“Where are the Demon Lord and the Empress? They wouldn’t have died on the Great Dao path, would they?”

“Or have I… reincarnated again?”

With mounting doubts, Jiang Xuan felt something was off.

He couldn’t quite explain the sensation but felt everything before him, including himself, was an illusion.

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