I picked up the scattered attributes

This scene caused Feng Xia to lose his composure. He subconsciously looked at the people around him, then surveyed his surroundings before coming to an incredulous conclusion: "The others... can't see this old lady?"

Such a situation is somewhat chilling.

What on earth is that?

The guardian of the Demon God Palace, the spirits in the Demon Emperor's Tomb, the ghosts wandering the mortal realm, or... something else entirely?

"Nobody really saw it..."

After questioning Long Da, Feng Xia finally confirmed the horrifying fact—no one but him could see the old woman!

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile... It's definitely better to keep a low profile..." Feng Xia silently murmured to himself.

Finally, when the midday sun shone brightly and slightly dispersed the dense demonic clouds, the first portal solidified completely, expanded to a height of a hundred feet, and manifested from the void.

Without any orders, the leading demonic beasts had already taken to the air, each using their own methods to rush towards the portal!

"Hahaha, my era has arrived—"

Chi Yanli took the lead, flames burning across the sky as his figure transformed into a streak of fire and soared into the depths of the portal.

One figure after another followed closely behind, unwilling to fall behind, rushing into the gate and disappearing completely.

"The first portal to open often leads to a deeper location, where you'll encounter more valuable items and have an easier time entering the second level. Unfortunately, I'm not strong enough to grab the first portal..."

Not far from Feng Xia, a demonic beast was grinding its teeth fiercely, yet it was completely helpless.

The gap between the first tier and them is simply too vast. Whether it's bloodline or strength, they are lagging behind in every aspect. Unless they obtain an amazing opportunity, they have almost no chance of catching up!

"If I hadn't come from a worse background than them, hadn't received so much of their legacy, and hadn't missed out on the best years of my life, perhaps I would be the one in the spotlight today!"

"This friend."

Feng Xia suddenly had an idea and said with a smile, "Have you heard of the 'Amway Demon Saint Technique'?"

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Chapter 0228

"who are you?"

Upon hearing Feng Xia's voice, the demon beast immediately turned around, its eyes revealing a wary expression.

This was a black scorpion over ten feet long, its pincers clicking as it looked Feng Xia up and down: "What is this 'Anli Demon Saint Technique'?"

"Then we need to start by explaining what a Demon Saint is." Feng Xia clapped his hands and smiled casually. "A Demon Saint is a great saint among demons. He establishes a heart for heaven and earth and a destiny for the people. Only the strongest and most holy can be called a Demon Saint!"

These simple words stirred a sense of excitement even in a cold-blooded venomous creature like a black scorpion.

“Originally, I would not have taught this technique to anyone, but after hearing what you just said, I think you may already be qualified... to bear the heavy responsibility of the ‘Amway Demon Saint Technique’!”

Feng Xia spoke with great enthusiasm.

Behind him, Zhu Youniang covered the eyes of the cherry blossom rain.

"Children shouldn't learn this," the girl whispered a warning.

"Mmm!" Sakura Rain made a sweet sound.

"Such a powerful technique...you would be so kind as to teach it to me?" The black scorpion paused slightly in its movement.

Its voice still sounded indifferent, but with Feng Xia's keen observation skills, he easily noticed the change in the black scorpion's emotions: its tail was slightly raised, and the speed at which its two pincers collided was slightly faster than before.

"Because this technique never belonged to me."

Feng Xia remained calm and resolutely said, "No matter when, I am merely a successor, bearing the sacred merit, inheriting the Holy Duke's legacy, and seeking the destined one of the Holy Light. This is my mission."

Black Scorpion was shaken and speechless for a moment.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "Even so, it's hard to believe what you just said..."

"Look into my eyes!"

Just then, Feng Xia shouted.

Black Scorpion subconsciously looked up and met Feng Xia's gaze. The next moment, his body trembled slightly, revealing a strong sense of disbelief. He stood frozen in place, not moving for a long time.

In those calm and undisturbed eyes...

It was as if he could see the whole world!

"This...this is the world of the Demon Saint?"

"That's right, this is the world of the Demon Saint."

Although he didn't know what the other party had seen, Feng Xia nodded in agreement and then used the soul secret technique from the "Floating Dream Three Lifetimes Technique" to transfer a fragment of an unnamed martial arts manual into the black scorpion's mind.

Yes, even Feng Xia didn't know the name of this technique.

After all, when it fell from that demon race holy son, it was displayed as "Nameless Cultivation Technique - Fragment," but one thing is almost certain: this incomplete thing should be the cultivation technique practiced by the demon race holy son...

Therefore, when Feng Xia passed on this skill, he felt no psychological pressure at all. Spending other people's money to enhance his own reputation, what could be more enjoyable than that?

Of course, to prevent any unforeseen circumstances, he also added a small backdoor when teaching this technique.

After all, this is the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, and the situation here is not the same as in Thousand Autumn Valley. If we don't set restrictions in advance, we might be creating a powerful enemy for Thousand Autumn Valley, or even the entire human race!

As for the name "Amway Demon Saint Technique"...

"The cultivation technique practiced by the Holy Son of the Demon Clan, abbreviated as Demon Saint Palace, should be fine, right?" Feng Xia thought to himself with a smile.

At this moment, the black scorpion finally reacted again.

He stared at Feng Xia, at this mysterious young man, in utter shock: "This technique...this technique...you...who exactly are you?"

"Just a successor."

Feng Xia grinned slightly and said, "Judging from your expression, you seem to be quite satisfied with this technique. In that case, my goal has been achieved."

Under the watchful gaze of the black scorpion, Feng Xia turned around gracefully, waved his hand, and left without taking a single cloud with him.

"What a strange guy..."

After a long while, Black Scorpion finally withdrew his gaze, murmuring in a shocked tone, "This technique... this technique... as long as I have this technique, I will definitely be able to close the gap between me and those guys!"

Suddenly, a question popped into his head for no apparent reason.

"The Demon Saint Technique refers to the cultivation method that enables one to become a Demon Saint... So what does the word 'Amway' mean?"

The joy of being struck by a top-tier inheritance from the sky quickly overshadowed the slight doubt, allowing Black Scorpion to stop dwelling on it and instead begin practicing the technique on his way to the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum.

If one truly achieves success in cultivation, becoming a king or a saint is absolutely within reach!

"An opportunity... perhaps this is my true opportunity!"

The black scorpion was incredibly excited, completely oblivious to the departing figure, and had already moved on to another demonic beast:

"Friend, have you ever heard of the 'Amway Demon Saint Technique'?"

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"Your Highness, do you not intend to enter the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum?"

Deep within the Demon God Palace, Mo Zhongxiu, dressed as a maid, asked the young man on the throne with a curious expression.

Each time the Demon Emperor's Tomb is opened, a total of twelve portals will open. The earlier the portal, the stronger the power. After passing through the portal, you will often fall into the deeper part of the first level, which not only saves time and effort, but also usually brings more benefits.

Ironically, with so many demonic beasts already inside, His Highness the Holy Son remained seated, unmoved and showing no sign of urgency.

"These fools, the real benefits of the Demon Emperor's Tomb are in the second and third levels."

The Holy Son waved his hand, speaking calmly and slowly: "Even if you fight for it on the first floor, you'll only be wasting your energy and getting some minor benefits."

He chuckled leisurely: "And if this Holy Son wishes to go to the second level, who can stop me?"

However, just as he was saying those words, the image of a young boy suddenly appeared in his mind. He had two horns on his head, a face as beautiful as jade, and an innate aura of holiness and transcendence.

However, at this moment, Mo Zhongxiu's voice interrupted his thoughts: "With His Highness's strength, I'm afraid only His Majesty the King could possibly surpass you by severing his own cultivation level."

"The reason I am not going in is because I am looking for someone else."

In an instant, the Holy Son's voice sounded incredibly cold and sharp: "That guy must be among these people. With the Demon Emperor's Tomb opening, he definitely won't miss it!"

"Jiaojiao... This Holy Son is waiting for you to come to me!"

Once Jiao Jiao appears, he will not hesitate to take action and kill the last member of the East Sea Jiao Clan, this guy who is suspected to be the original Holy Son, on the spot!

Suppress all hope!

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Chapter 0229

The Son of God has never been so angry as he is today.

Since his birth, he has always been the mastermind behind everything, scheming against the East Sea Jiao Clan and everything else. From an ordinary Jiao Dragon to the strongest Jiao Qingtu, none of them could escape his clutches.

In the end, almost the entire Jiaolong clan became his nourishment, helping him to gradually break free from the seal.

Now, a proud dragon suddenly appeared, whose identity and origin were mysterious and completely beyond his expectations. However, he repeatedly slapped him in the face. If there hadn't been few witnesses present, he would have lost all face!

How could he allow Jiao Jiao to continue living so freely?

"Will that Jiao Jiao really come?"

Mo Zhongxiu murmured, but not in questioning the Holy Son of the Demon Clan: "Given His Highness's power, that fellow has fled the Demon God Palace in such a sorry state that he probably won't be returning to the Demon Capital City for quite some time..."