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"No, he will definitely come back!"

His Highness shook his head without hesitation and said, "Because he knows very well that this opening of the Demon Emperor's Tomb will be his last chance. Once he misses it... Hmph!"

The Holy Son gave a cold laugh.

If you miss this opportunity, at least ten years will be wasted.

Moreover, the opening of the Demon Emperor's Tomb this time is extraordinary, and may be a major opportunity that has not been seen for hundreds of years.

If you miss it, you really miss it.

There is no possibility of making amends!

Ten years from now, he will likely have become the ruler of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom. How could a mere survivor of the Jiaolong clan possibly contend with him?

Even if Jiao Jiao is the true holy son of the demon race, it won't work!

"Your Highness is wise."

Mo Zhongxiu offered a sincere compliment, but her gaze suddenly shifted and fell upon a figure below: "This person's back looks familiar... Could it be Father Emperor?"

A sudden chill ran through her heart, and she felt a great sense of dread.

His audacious father had finally come to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons?

"So... he still hasn't given up on that foolish plan?" Mo Zhongxiu thought to himself with a slightly gloomy expression. "You simply don't understand what kind of enemy you're facing. Father, everything you've done... will only bring about the destruction of the human race!"

As the eldest princess of the royal family, she was not immune to some secrets.

Among them are the whereabouts of the Xuanwu Emperors of past dynasties—

With the exception of a few individuals, almost none of them met a good end; the vast majority of them died inside the Demon Emperor's Tomb!

As the ultimate executor of the entire plan, one can imagine the immense disaster his father would bring to humanity.

"No, I must stop Father..."

While Mo Zhongxiu was still in a daze, the figure had already disappeared, and no matter how hard he searched, he could not find him in the crowd.

"Your Highness, Holy Son..."

After much hesitation, Mo Zhongxiu finally spoke, "This humble woman has a request..."

The Holy Son smiled mysteriously and said calmly, "Speak your mind."

"May I also enter the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum?" Mo Zhongxiu asked cautiously.

"Oh, you want to go in too?"

His Highness tapped the armrest of his throne, his smile growing even brighter: "That's fine, but the content of the assessment will need to be revised again."

“Of course, no problem.” Mo Zhongxiu quickly agreed.

"Then, you will come inside with me in a moment."

The Holy Son did not make things difficult for him, but readily agreed, which made Mo Zhongxiu breathe a sigh of relief and force a grateful smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!"

After she stepped aside, a strange smile appeared on the Holy Son's face.

"Xuanwu Kingdom? Mo Lianque? Heh heh... A few tiny ants, do you think you can turn the world upside down? Too bad, you won't have that chance... However, using you as playthings in my spare time is not a bad choice."

In an instant, silence fell over the Holy Son's Palace once again.

The Holy Son sat there with a smile on his face, motionless, like an insurmountable divine peak standing on the earth, which others could only look up at from afar!

"Everything... is under control."

Time passed second by second, and more and more monsters surged in from all directions. After an unknown amount of time, the first gate suddenly made a muffled sound, and golden light emanated from it as it slowly closed its doors.

The second portal opened, and His Highness the Holy Son's eyelids twitched slightly. At this moment, he remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged.

"Heh... You still haven't come out? You certainly have plenty of patience, but unfortunately, your patience will never be as good as mine."

"Without my permission, the trial at the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum... will not be opened at all!"

He was like a detached observer, coldly watching everything in the Demon Capital.

At this very moment, the many creatures gathered in the Demon Capital had no idea that there was a pair of eyes above them, observing all their secrets.

Or perhaps... there are more than one pair.

"Brother Xing still hasn't appeared. It's said that on that day, he suddenly appeared in the Demon Capital City, clashed with the Lion King of the Demon God Palace, rescued the old dragon, and then never appeared again."

In another void above the Demon Capital, the Golden Roc Demon King and the Azure-Eyed Thunder Bull Demon King stood side by side, watching the many creatures thronging below.

"Foolish ox, do you still remember what I said before?"

Taking a deep breath, Ying Chengpeng said, word by word, "That old dragon said that the monster that wiped out the East Sea Dragon Clan is in the Demon Capital City. Brother Xing also told us that some guys from that continent killed my incarnation and offspring..."

Niu Mang was immediately startled: "Big Bird, you don't mean...?"

“This Holy Son is no ordinary person.” Ying Chengpeng’s gaze was sharp. “Most people thought that the Holy Son only had a noble bloodline, and that his true strength was still a long way from the top. But now it seems… hey, the power he has hidden has probably reached the level of a demon king, which is more powerful than anyone imagined!”

"What exactly is he trying to do by hiding such great strength?" Niu Mang was startled.

"I don't know." Ying Chengpeng narrowed his eyes and said in an icy tone, "But... it must be related to the Demon Emperor's Tomb!"

"Then what are you going to do next?"

“Brother Xing is our sworn brother. He was once wanted by that Holy Son, and my offspring incarnation may also die at his hands.”

Ying Chengpeng repeated in an even lower voice, "More importantly, he is very likely from... the Eastern Emperor Continent!"

"so?"

"Find an opportunity...to kill him!"

……

Chapter 0230

After the second portal, the third and fourth portals opened one after another, and countless monsters passed through the portals, instantly arriving in a completely new world.

At one point, Mo Zhongxiu suddenly trembled.

An invisible chill swept over her entire body in an instant, causing her to shiver involuntarily, as if she had fallen into an ancient ice cave in a flash.

"His Highness... His Highness... He's angry?"

Mo Zhongxiu was somewhat incredulous and completely baffled.

Why would His Highness suddenly become angry?

Where does this anger come from?

"Your Highness... what is this...?" After much hesitation, she finally spoke cautiously.

"Shut up."

The demon race's holy son's voice was cold, his face icy. Just uttering two words was enough to make Mo Zhongxiu tremble all over.

She quickly took a few steps back, bowing hastily and begging for forgiveness: "It was I who overstepped my bounds, Your Highness, please punish me..."

"Shut up."

The Demon Clan's Holy Son's answer remained just two words.

This time, it was as if an invisible force descended, directly sealing Mo Zhongxiu's lips, causing her face to flush red, but she couldn't utter a single word.

"Very good...very good..."

On the throne, the Holy Son of the Demon Clan's expression changed repeatedly. In an instant, a kind of aura that was invisible to the naked eye spread out, filling every corner in all directions, making people feel an indescribable sense of unease.

Mo Zhongxiu trembled and dared not utter another word.

"This kid named Jiao Jiao is more patient than I expected." The Holy Son's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He had been waiting here for half a day, his senses fully activated, not letting any suspicious person slip by...

But they just couldn't find Jiao Jiao's whereabouts!

"Could it be that this kid really didn't come?"

Even with unwavering conviction, a slight wavering inevitably arose in the Holy Son's heart at this moment: "Given his previous character, he doesn't seem like the type to back down so easily, yet he hasn't shown up yet... Could it be that he's truly been scared off by me, the Holy Son?"

This possibility is unlikely, but it's not impossible.

The thought of that possibility brought a smile to the Holy Son's face: "The East Sea Dragon Clan can no longer cause any trouble. If you cower in your shell and obediently become a remnant of the Dragon Clan, it's not impossible to spare your life."

"It's a pity that the Holy Son has never appeared."

At the sixth gate, Feng Xia looked around with a hint of regret: "If he had jumped out at this moment, I would have been able to use the gifts I prepared for him."

He shook his head slightly: "This guy's no good."

After saying that, he turned to look at Zhu Youniang, Mo Lianque and the others, signaling them to enter the sixth gate first, while he would stay behind to guard against any unexpected situations.

Zhu Youniang stood in front of the door, waved to Feng Xia with a charming smile, then turned and leaped into the sixth doorway.

Just as Feng Xia was about to follow, a huge figure suddenly rushed from a distance, aggressive and mercilessly pushing aside the surrounding creatures.

"Make way, make way, let this old man pass first! If you don't want to be trampled to death, get out of the way!"

Feng Xia subconsciously shifted his body to the side, and then a mountain-sized monster charged straight at him, raising countless clouds of dust along the way, and rushed toward the sixth gate.

Some monsters were unable to dodge in time and were crushed by his foot.

Feng Xia thought for a moment, then quietly gathered a wisp of magic power, transforming it into an unbreakable rope. With a casual flick forward, he secretly tripped the monster.

boom--