I picked up the scattered attributes

Feng Xia laughed quite happily: "Your Highness, as the saying goes, all talk and no action is useless. You keep saying you want me to die, but... are you worthy?"

provocative!

A blatant provocation!

Countless demons held their breath; this scene was truly awe-inspiring. Even in their frenzied state, they couldn't help but stare in disbelief.

The tall, handsome young man in white reached out and grabbed a boulder, quickly carving it into a chair, and sat down with Zhu Youniang.

Then he waved again, and the little girl with the snake tail came over.

Long Da secretly felt a surge of anger.

"Are you provoking this Holy Son?"

The Holy Son took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly, and looked sharply at Feng Xia: "Since that's the case..."

Feng Xia interrupted him without thinking: "Are you stupid? I'm so obviously provoking you, and you're asking me if I'm provoking you? If you ask me, you shouldn't be called the Holy Son, you should be called a fool!"

Holy Son: "??"

Did he just ask a question?

what?

Ahhhh?

"Your Highness, I am willing to slay this fiend for you—"

"He only has one magic weapon, which can't handle too many opponents. With so many of us attacking together, we can overwhelm him with sheer numbers!"

"Kill him! Kill this scoundrel who offended His Highness!"

As the Holy Son's anger spread, the many demonic beasts gathered around him seemed to be infected by this anger as well. Their eyes turned bloodshot, and their claws scratched the ground incessantly, tearing the ground open with one wound after another amidst low roars.

As if they were experiencing the same thing, their blood and qi surged and intertwined, soaring all the way to the outside of the Nine Heavens Palace!

At this moment, all birds vanished, and tigers roared through the mountains!

The rising demonic energy transformed into dark clouds, as if countless demons were soaring through the sky, shaking the world and terrifying countless living beings!

"Fellow Daoist Long, it is indeed as strange as you said."

Feng Xia's eyes flickered slightly, as if the scene before him reminded him of something.

Back when it was mentioned that the internal space of the Demon Emperor's Tomb was too fragile to accommodate a powerhouse at the Demon King level, Feng Xia once cosplayed as a contrarian:

Could a hundred Dao Platform Realm demonic beasts unleash their power together and kill a Saint Son at the peak of the Yuan Dan Realm?

The answer is of course no.

What about a thousand heads?

If a thousand isn't enough, what about ten thousand, or even a hundred thousand?

After all, although the Holy Son Ying Daoyi is strong, he is only at the Yuan Dan realm. When the number of them reaches a certain level, even if each demon beast only attacks once, it will still be enough to destroy the world. Destroying the Holy Son will be a piece of cake.

Then the problem is coming...

Assuming the Holy Son is at the peak of the Yuan Dan realm, once he unleashes his full power, he will cause a spatial collapse within the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum.

If 100,000 Dao Platform Realm demonic beasts attacked at the same time, would it also cause the spatial structure to collapse?

If the energy of a single peak Yuan Dan realm cultivator can cause spatial collapse, but the combined power of one hundred thousand Dao Tai realm cultivators cannot achieve the same effect...

"This so-called 'space collapse' seems to be quite problematic."

Feng Xia's eyes gleamed even brighter: "To be honest, it's quite strange that the first Demon Emperor of the Myriad Demon Kingdom would leave his tomb in such a mess... If the spatial collapse is just an illusion, then what is its true nature?"

At that time, the dragon almost choked and suffocated inside the egg.

It's just a cultivation level limitation, why are you asking so many questions?

"This problem... might have a result soon."

Feng Xia took a deep breath, then channeled his soul power into the green gourd without reservation. In an instant, a dense, almost impenetrable green light burst forth, forming a curtain that blotted out the sky and swept across all directions in a flash!

"Please have our little one perform a 33,000-and-a-half-turn aerial somersault."

The divine light emitted from the green gourd seemed to pause for a moment.

Then, it broke free from Feng Xia's palm and flew out, suddenly soaring into the air. The intense blue light surged, almost like the Styx River overflowing, pouring down from the sky!

Divine light shines beyond the azure sky!

"It seems so..."

Feng Xia blinked, and before he could finish his muttering to himself, he saw that wherever the blue light passed, one monster after another fell down, like chives that had just been harvested, rolling all over the ground in an instant!

"Stop talking! Aaaaaaahh ...

"No!"

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

"Damn it, why—"

The screams rose and fell, almost instantly transforming into a torrent of sound that swept in all directions. One after another, enormous monsters were rolling around. What a sight that must have been!

The earth trembled violently, as if a massive earthquake had struck, and countless plants and trees instantly crumbled and turned into dust that filled the sky.

A massive campaign of punitive expeditions came to an abrupt end before it even began.

Of course, Feng Xia also noticed that not all demonic beasts were affected. Some demonic beasts still behaved relatively normally and did not seem to be affected by the Immortal Slaying Sonar Gourd. There was also a small number of demonic beasts that, although affected to some extent, did not completely lose their fighting power like Shuang Xueming before.

“Xia... Dong... Hai…”

Even so, the Holy Son Ying Daoyi's face remained as black as the bottom of a pot.

This is more than just a slap in the face.

It was clearly a kick to his face, followed by a hard stomp into the mud, and finally, with all their might, they made his face rub tightly against the ground!

He used his innate divine power to unite these scattered demonic beasts into one force, intending to easily crush Xia Donghai with a superior and aloof attitude.

As a result, Xia Donghai only took out one magic weapon, and the monsters were turned back into scattered sand!

"As expected, a mob is a mob, and you can never count on them."

The Holy Son slowly shook his head. As his chest rose and fell slightly, the pressure permeating the world grew heavier, like a divine peak pressing down on him. Even the screaming demonic beasts couldn't help but hold their breath.

"Xia Donghai, my patience has run out."

He spoke each word clearly, and flames immediately rose from his body. It was the God-Breaking Talisman burning, which transformed into the power to resist the divine light of the Heavenly Ladder, allowing him to arrive directly above Feng Xia's head in the blink of an eye!

Behind the Holy Son, eight divine statues stood on the platform, unleashing their full power—the might of the peak Yuan Dan realm and the terrifying strength of the Demon King level!

"After this strike, even in the depths of the underworld, on the banks of the River of Souls, even if the Yellow Springs flow backward and reincarnation restarts, there will be no place for you to hide—"

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Chapter 0278

Feng Xia thought for a moment, then without saying a word, rubbed the gourd in his hand again.

In an instant, a dazzling blue light burst forth, heading straight for the top of the Holy Son's head.

"Humph."

The Holy Son coldly snorted: "Do you think such a weak attack will have any effect on me?"

The azure light reached the top of his head, shining brightly like a small sun. However, the Holy Son Ying Daoyi remained as immovable as an immortal divine peak, allowing the vast azure light to wash over him.

"As expected of His Highness the Holy Son."

"I knew it. The only reason this guy is so arrogant is because he has a treasure."

The few remaining demonic beasts who managed to maintain their composure were inevitably shocked when they saw this scene. The azure light that easily swept away a large number of demonic beasts had no effect whatsoever when facing their holy son!

More people simply breathed a long sigh of relief.

"This madman has finally met his match!"

"He was arrogant for so long..."

“Your Highness, you’ve probably misunderstood something.”

Just then, Feng Xia suddenly laughed: "When did you start having the illusion that... I just attacked you?"

The increasingly surging pressure from the Holy Son suddenly stopped.

His eyes, which were filled with a golden, sharp light, suddenly shrank to pinpoints, then widened again, a hint of mockery in them, as he examined the blue light above his head, his expression becoming increasingly sarcastic.

"Xia Donghai, do you think you can cover up your defeat by pretending to be calm now?"

"Your Highness, there's a specific incantation to activate this gourd, and I didn't even recite it just now." Feng Xia narrowed his eyes, staring at the Holy Son with a half-smile, and said leisurely, "I also know that the gourd's power cannot affect Your Highness. The reason I activated it is..."

He paused slightly as he spoke.

Then, Feng Xia calmly smiled and said, "I just think that the green light on His Highness's head looks rather environmentally friendly."

Environmental friendly?

The moment this word appeared, almost all the creatures present were completely bewildered.

Without a doubt, this was a word they had never heard before.

However, the Holy Son Ying Daoyi's expression suddenly darkened. Although he could not understand the meaning of the word "environmental protection," he could more subtly perceive the intense malice emanating from Feng Xia at this moment.