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"Anlin Star System?" A gentle sigh echoed in the cave atop a mountain on Wuta Star. Three years had swiftly passed, and a figure leaped out of the cave, none other than the doppelganger of Lin Mo, who had secluded himself there for three years. Dressed in black, his long black hair waved in the wind, exuding an aura of cold solitude.

At that moment, a streak appeared in the sky, quickly followed by a figure landing before the doppelganger—it was Lin Mo himself who had returned from the golden space.

They exchanged a knowing smile, and a strand of the bluish-green Soul Flames from the doppelganger entered the Divine Sea of his true self, uniting their souls as one. The doppelganger transformed into a black-red light armor covering Lin Mo entirely and then into a set of black tight clothes.

"Netherworld Sect, Refining God Pavilion... The scores from three years ago, it's time I settle them properly!" Lin Mo squinted slightly, his eyes bursting with radiant brilliance, exuding a chilling aura. During the statue contest three years ago, Li Ling's slap had disrupted Lin Mo's True Yuan and led him into a Black Hole before he could regain control, although he gained much from it, if it was a dead end inside, he would've been pulverized.

As for Luo Hong, it was evident he intended to kill by proxy. With his strength, he could completely stop Li Ling's slap, yet Luo Hong turned a blind eye, busy fighting over the statue. Even though Lin Mo had left a doppelganger beforehand, if his true self perished, his power would be diminished by seventy percent, and during these three years, Lin Mo's doppelganger hadn't appeared, aware that even if he showed up at the Refining God Pavilion, the pavilion would likely kill him without any benefit.

The world's rules are survival of the fittest, the Refining God Pavilion didn't take him seriously at all.

"Since the Refining God Pavilion treated me this way, don't blame me for being rude!"

Lin Mo clenched his fists, carrying the Xuanyuan Sword, transformed into a flowing light, and darted towards the starry sky.

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Wuniao Star, a desolate planet at the remote edge of the Klaka Star System. Three years ago, after Lin Mo killed the Golden Scale Clan's Qiu Huo, the Silver Clan, Green Armor Clan, and Di Yi Clan united and now reside within this star system.

However, over these three years, the Silver Clan hasn't fared well, Lin Mo vanished and his life remains uncertain, while Li Jing of the Netherworld Sect learned that Lin Tanyu helped the Silver Clan kill Qiu Huo, he vented his hatred for Lin Mo onto the Silver Clan.

The Netherworld Sect sent people who directly injured the Clan Leaders of the Silver Clan, Green Armor Clan, and Di Yi Clan, seizing control of Wuniao Star, plunging the Silver Clan back into a woeful fate under domination once more.

"Hurry up with the work, or you won't be eating today!"

At a minesite, a Clan Guard from the Golden Scale Clan wielding a long whip lashed brutally at a Silver Clan member, leaving a bloody whip mark on his back, prompting a pained, shrill scream from him.

Though the Golden Scale Clan lost Qiu Huo, they now have stronger backing, naturally unafraid of the Silver Clan.

This minesite is one of the resources controlled by the Netherworld Sect; the people from Silver Clan, Green Armor Clan, and Di Yi Clan are assigned to labor here without pay, and beatings and humiliation have become routine occurrences.

Members of the Silver Clan are angered but remain silent, only able to work in silence.

Witnessing all this, Luo Yi clenched his fists tightly, reflecting on how Lin Mo had helped them regain their freedom three years ago, yet now the Silver Clan has once again plunged into dire circumstances.

"These Golden Scale Clan bastards, I definitely need to teach them a lesson," Silver Queen gritted her small silver teeth and cursed angrily. "Sister, the Golden Scale Clan is now backed by the Netherworld Sect... We cannot fight against them," Yin Kui held her arm gently, shaking his head slightly, "Even if Lin Mo were alive, he couldn't help our Silver Clan now, at least the Netherworld Sect hasn't sold us like slaves yet."

"Brother, at this rate, it won't be long before we're sold as slaves," Silver Queen bit silver teeth, looking at Yin Kui.

Yin Kui sighed, "The world is survival of the fittest, blaming only my lack of strength to protect my clan."

Silver Queen's eyes welled with mist upon hearing his words, sighing, "If Mr. Lin were alive now, the Golden Scale Clan and Netherworld Sect wouldn't dare treat us like this."

"Alive or not, even if he's alive, can he contend against the Netherworld Sect?" Yin Kui lightly sighed. Just then, two figures adorned in purple-patterned robes appeared in the sky, none other than disciples of the Netherworld Sect, heading straight to Silver Queen, wearing a smirk of amusement, "Miss Silver Queen, our Young Master wishes to invite you for a drink."

"I'm not interested," Silver Queen frowned with willow leaf eyebrows, her delicate face wrinkled, directly refusing.

"Miss Silver Queen, our Young Master inviting you shows respect, don't refuse and be disrespectful," a Netherworld Sect disciple squinted slightly, tone laced with threat.

For these three years, Li Jing has been trying to obtain Silver Queen, but with the Refining God Pavilion and Netherworld Sect engaged in warfare, these recent months have only seen peace, now Li Jing recalls Silver Queen.

"If Miss Silver Queen doesn't show respect, I won't guarantee these Silver Clan servants won't die here today." That disciple glanced sideways at the laboring clan members, his threat unmistakable.

Silver Queen, looking at the suffering and humiliated Silver Clan members, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded, showing a trace of bitter desolation on her face.

Yin Kui clenched his fists but remained silent, feeling powerless in this situation.

Shortly, Silver Queen followed the two Refining God Pavilion disciples into a hall, where a young man lay on the throne, surrounded by scantily clad Silver Clan maidens.

"Oh, Miss Silver Queen has arrived, everyone leave." The young man waved, prompting the maidens to eye Silver Queen, their hearts complex, as they exited the hall.

The young man was none other than Li Ling's son, Li Jing.

"Li Jing, what will it take for you to release the Silver Clan?" Silver Queen addressed him. "Honestly, the Silver Clan doesn't interest me, blame it on your ties with Lin Tanyu, whom I loathe greatly." Li Jing flew before Silver Queen, his sinister face bearing a mocking smile, reaching out to lift Silver Queen's chin, his eyes glinting with lasciviousness, "But if you're willing to serve me well, perhaps I may mercifully allow your Silver Clan some reprieve."

Facing such humiliation, Silver Queen bit her little silver teeth, her hands ferociously clenched in fists, "If I agree, will you really let the Silver Clan go?"

"Depends on my mood!" Li Jing's mouth curved into a devilish smile.

"But what if I don't agree!" As Silver Queen shut her eyes, tears of humiliation streamed, a faint but cold and lethal voice resonated within the hall.