I picked up the scattered attributes

Bai Xiao nodded blankly, "N-no problem..."

"Then let's settle on this for now. Next, let's figure out a way to get rid of the Silver Blood Fruit Tree..."

"Okay, okay...wait! Young master, what do you want me to get rid of?!"

"Speaking of which...did I forget something?"

Feng Xia waved his hand, frowned and began to think carefully. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, and he involuntarily fell silent.

At almost the same time, a loud shout filled with surprise and anger rang in Feng Xia's mind:

"Wind—Friend—"

"You completely forgot about me, didn't you?!"

"Oh my god, I really forgot about something important!"

Feng Xia slapped his forehead, finally remembering that the most important thing had obviously been completely forgotten—bringing back that guy who kept failing to be born!

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Chapter 0249

At this moment, Feng Xia felt somewhat awkward.

Yeah, it was a little awkward.

After all, he had promised Long Da long ago that he would bring it back from the Holy Son's Dao Platform. Not long ago, Long Da sent a message saying that he had almost reached the limit of nurturing and could no longer grow in the egg. This time, he would definitely be able to successfully hatch!

When they arrived at the Silver Blood Fruit Tree, they found that the Holy Son was just a few miles away. At that time, Feng Xia's attention was entirely focused on how to give the Holy Son a surprise.

As for the dragon in the Holy Son's Altar...

Anyway, he really couldn't remember.

For a fleeting moment, Feng Xia even felt a pang of worry, wondering if Long Da had been reduced to ashes along with the Holy Son under his attack. Fortunately, it seems that this guy is still quite resilient!

"Fuck you, why!"

Within the "spider web," Long Da's voice was filled with immense grief and indignation: "Fellow Daoist Feng, I have clearly done nothing to antagonize you, so why are you trying to kill me too? Do you believe I'll betray you right here and now and tell all your secrets to this damned Holy Son?!"

"Cough cough cough... It was an accident, really just an accident."

Feng Xia coughed awkwardly, "Besides, Fellow Daoist Long, you seem perfectly fine."

As they were talking, Feng Xia's expression suddenly changed, and she belatedly exclaimed, "Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Long, where are you now? I can sense your general location on You Niang's spider web, but it seems that it is too far away to determine the exact distance."

Logically speaking, since the Holy Son's body turned to ashes, the dragon within his Dao Platform could only have two possible fates.

Either they turn to ashes along with the Holy Son, or they fall like a golden flash in a game.

But now it's obvious...

The dragon neither turned to ashes nor fell to the ground.

He vanished without a trace. If it weren't for the fact that the spider web's senses were still there, Feng Xia would have even begun to wonder if Long Da's ghost was talking to him.

"I don't know where I am."

Speaking of this, Long Da's voice sounded rather confused: "After you killed that guy, I briefly lost consciousness, which is why I didn't contact you immediately. When I came to my senses, it was like... it was like..."

His voice suddenly paused, and his tone became somewhat strange, as if he were carefully choosing his words.

"Like what?"

Feng Xia unconsciously became extremely alert.

Whether it was Long Da, Qing Lin, or Emperor Xuanwu Mo Lian Que, they all mentioned more than once that there were various conventional opportunities in the Demon Emperor's Tomb, but in addition, there were also all sorts of mysterious dangers.

For example, apart from Long Da and Feng Xia, probably no one else knows that the tomb of the first Demon Emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom is connected to the tomb of a powerful being from beyond the heavens!

Could it be that... Long Da encountered such a crisis?

However, at that moment, Long Da sighed and said, "After I regained consciousness... it seems I appeared in someone else's Dao platform... I don't know who this guy is..."

Feng Xia was stunned.

In that instant, he had already considered many possibilities for Long Da, such as spatial turbulence, hidden restrictions or barriers, and so on...

But what he never expected was that after he killed that holy son, Long Da actually went to another person's Dao platform!

This...this is simply...

This is completely illogical!

Feng Xia opened her mouth, but it took her a lot of effort to close it again, preventing herself from uttering those words.

However, he still frowned deeply. At this moment, he could also feel the struggle in Long Da's heart: "Can you see the outside environment? And who does this platform belong to?"

"This looks like a medicinal herb field, but most of the spiritual plants and herbs have been harvested, and even the ground has been dug up... Damn it, don't these guys know that you have to leave a way out when you do things?"

Long Da muttered a few words, then fell silent again.

Just a few episodes later, a piercing scream suddenly rang out, as if it could pierce eardrums, and exploded in Feng Xia's ears.

"Damn it!! This guy is also that damn Holy Son!!"

At this moment, even Long Da, who was always arrogant and haughty, couldn't help but feel boundless horror.

What did he see?

The master of the platform where he was standing suddenly changed his appearance, becoming a handsome young man with flowing black hair, but his face looked particularly gloomy and terrifying.

The young man sat cross-legged by the medicinal field, circulating his unique cultivation technique. Long Da had just seen these circulation routes within the Holy Son's body!

"This kind of thing...this kind of thing..." For a moment, Long Da was inevitably somewhat incoherent, and the words he uttered were particularly chilling. "Fellow Daoist Feng, do you think that the Holy Son might not have a 'clone' at all, and that what I have been staying in all along is the eight Dao Platforms that his main body possesses?"

Although she had long expected that the Holy Son was not dead, Feng Xia's eyes still twitched uncontrollably when she heard Long Da's analysis.

The so-called clone is not actually a clone.

The Holy Son's seemingly "restoring his cultivation" was actually just a way of projecting his own power across the void once again.

The feeling was like cutting open the chest of a corpse and stuffing your own heart inside.

"What kind of monster is the Holy Son in his true form?" Feng Xia couldn't help but murmur to himself.

Monster?

He was increasingly suspicious that His Highness was not a demon beast at all, nor was he a true dragon bloodline as claimed, but some kind of even more terrifying monster!

He seemed to see a pair of dark hands high above, detached from the world, controlling everything and above all living beings.

If everything Long Da described is true, then it is conceivable that for this Holy Son, spatial distance is not an obstacle at all, and even the restrictions of the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum may not be able to stop him at all!

"Even the Demon Emperor's Tomb couldn't stop You Niang's innate supernatural powers, so it's even less likely to stop this kind of monster. The only possibility is that some other force has imprisoned him, forcing him to go through all this trouble..."

As she talked to herself, Feng Xia's thoughts gradually became clearer.

Since the Holy Son is imprisoned by some force and unable to unleash his full power, given the Holy Son's personality, he will surely try to find a way to break the seal.

"So, his biggest purpose in entering the Demon Emperor's Tomb is very likely..."

Feng Xia and Long Da exclaimed almost simultaneously, "He wasn't after any fortuitous opportunity at all. The seal that suppressed the true power of the Holy Son is very likely deep within the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum, in some mysterious place connected to the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum!"

"He came solely to break the seal and suppress the demons!"

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Chapter 0250

In an instant, the clouds parted and the sun shone through.

After reaching this conclusion, Feng Xia and Long Da both fell silent. If their guess was true, then what they were going to deal with next was probably not just a mere demon race holy son, but a terrifying monster of unknown origin!

"Damn it, I knew this reincarnation wouldn't end well..."

As Long Da spoke, he suddenly thought of something else: "Where is the ruler of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom now? This Holy Son was personally appointed to the throne and proclaimed to the world in the name of the Demon God Palace. Does he know the consequences of doing so?"

"If you say that..."

Feng Xia hesitated for a moment: "During our time in the Demon Capital, it's been that Holy Son stirring up trouble. From beginning to end, only the Lion King, who's known as the Grand Steward, has shown up at the Demon God Palace. It seems..."

"We have never seen that king appear!"

Feng Xia immediately thought that perhaps the king had already met with misfortune, and the Demon God Palace had long since become a puppet, completely controlled by the Holy Son!

This is undoubtedly the worst-case scenario.

"There's no point in thinking about it so much."

Feng Xia took a deep breath, his gaze gradually becoming serious: "Regardless of what his true form is, the fact that he's still causing trouble here means he hasn't broken free of his seal yet..."

A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He suddenly turned around and walked towards the Silver Blood Fruit tree not far away.

"As long as I become stronger than him before that happens! If he dares to break the seal even once, I'll crush him back down!"

……

The Demon Emperor's Mausoleum is extremely vast.

Even just the first level area is so vast that it rivals the entire Xuanwu Kingdom.

At this moment, in a mountain range far from the Silverblood Fruit Tree, a young figure sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Only the occasional smirk at the corners of his mouth and the slight fluctuation in his breath indicated that his mood was not at peace.

"damn it!"