I picked up the scattered attributes

"I'm coming too."

Seeing this scene from afar, Bai Xiao's thick tail suddenly bristled: "Goohoo! I didn't even notice before, how come there's another little slut here!"

……

Chapter 0286

On the ladder to heaven, the hazy light was mesmerizing.

At this moment, many demonic beasts have already stepped onto the Heavenly Ladder. Some still maintain their human form, but the vast majority of them have returned to their original forms, their aura soaring and their magical power surging like a tide. Under the stimulation of the divine light of the Heavenly Ladder, they have created all sorts of amazing phenomena.

Without a doubt, this is a magnificent sight that has been rarely seen in thousands of years.

Millions of demonic beasts climbed together. At this moment, they seemed to have no difference in race or bloodline. Whether they were noble royalty or the most ordinary demonic beast, as long as they stood on the ladder to heaven, they were all seekers of the Dao on the path.

From Feng Xia's perspective, many demonic beasts were already standing still, their eyes slightly unfocused, clearly having fallen into a dream.

Outside their bodies, jade talismans burned and transformed into flames, resisting the pressure of the divine light of the ladder to heaven.

However, since the cultivation levels of the various demonic beasts differed, and the jade talismans they held were also different, they naturally exhibited different behaviors under the shroud of the Heavenly Ladder divine light.

Occasionally, a monster would suddenly let out a low cry, its confusion turning into chaos, and then gradually returning to clarity.

"Was that...was that...a dream?"

A colossal creature with six horns on its head and a body tens of feet long suddenly burst into tears, emitting mournful cries that thundered like thunder. It was unknown what it had experienced in its dream.

After a long time, when the first jade talisman on his body was about to burn out, the demon beast finally composed himself, and the second spirit-breaking talisman on his body began to burn. At the same time, he continued to climb upwards with heavy steps.

"Is this the effect of a ten-year dream?"

Feng Xia took in the whole scene.

Perhaps for these demonic beasts, they have already experienced ten years in their dreams, through the changing world and the vicissitudes of life. However, in the eyes of Feng Xia, an outsider, only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn has passed.

Such a huge difference is nothing short of amazing!

"Sure enough, it feels more and more like it. If the Ten-Year Dream is useful to me, perhaps I can take the final step of the Azure Dragon Incarnation very soon..."

Feng Xia muttered something under his breath, then composed himself slightly: "But before that, there's one more thing to take care of."

He rubbed his temples slightly and sent a voice into the "spider web": "Hello, are you there?"

Long Da: "...Not here, damn Li Liang."

Feng Xia couldn't help but laugh: "Long Da, you can't say that. Look, I had a trick up my sleeve before, and I didn't hurt your egg, did I?"

"But the old man was finally about to climb the Heavenly Ladder, and now he's flown off to who-knows-where!"

In just a few words, Long Da flew into a rage: "Couldn't you have given me a little time to prepare myself?!"

This feeling can undoubtedly be described in one sentence—the duck was already cooked and stuffed into your mouth, but then it suddenly flew away!

At the same time, however, he couldn't help but feel a little terrified.

Without a doubt, the fact that he has now moved to a new place means one thing: the Holy Son Ying Daoyi has not been killed by Feng Xia!

If we really investigate, the question of how many "backup bodies" the Holy Son prepared is a truly terrifying one to ponder!

Dozens, hundreds, or... more?

In Long Da's understanding, to achieve the effect of this "backup body", at the very least, there must be a divided soul, consciousness, etc., attached to that useful body.

Under normal circumstances, the soul has a certain self-healing ability, and splitting into one or two separate souls is not a big problem.

But if, like the Holy Son Yingdao, one were to relentlessly split their soul as if suffering from schizophrenia…

In Long Da's view, such a person should have been completely annihilated, body and soul long ago!

However, not only was the Holy Son Ying Daoyi still alive and kicking, but in his memory, the Holy Son's strength might not have been as extraordinary as it could be described, but in terms of the strangeness of the situation, it could at least be ranked second!

"You should understand the strangeness of that holy son. Even if we kill him, we can't truly destroy him. But it's safer to completely obliterate him than to leave him alive."

Feng Xia shook his head, which was his answer to Long Da's question: "Otherwise, do you think that if he is so determined to climb the Heavenly Ladder, this place would be without secrets, and he wouldn't want to cause some trouble?"

Long Da couldn't help but grit his teeth, but then he discovered he had no teeth:

"You...you're right! But I...still want to smash you to death!"

"Alright, listen to me, tell me about your current situation."

Feng Xia chuckled and changed the subject: "Where has the Holy Son gone now? What kind of demonic beast is his new backup body? Also... has he discovered the surprise I left for him?"

"A surprise? What surprise?"

Just as Long Da was bewildered, an angry voice rang out: "Xia Donghai! Xia Donghai! If I don't kill you, I swear I will not be a human being—"

How dare you call yourself a human being?

Long Da silently spat in his mind.

Just then, he suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation: "Strange, could this be the surprise Feng Xia mentioned? What exactly is it...?"

He simulated a faint, hazy consciousness and probed towards the direction of that strange fluctuation.

These days, he often does this under the Holy Son's nose, which not only does not arouse Ying Daoyi's suspicion, but also increases the intensity of Long Da's training.

In his view, this symbolized that the creature inside the egg had accepted him and that their interaction was gradually increasing.

At roughly the same time, the Holy Son's consciousness also found the source of that strange phenomenon.

Immediately afterwards, a furious roar that seemed capable of shaking the heavens exploded forth:

"Xia! Dong! Hai!"

"From the highest heavens to the deepest hell, this hatred will never end, I vow to never let you go!"

Long Da also saw the source of that strange thing: a slowly rotating blue lotus rooted in the primordial chaos, but its petals were tightly closed, and it only looked like a bud.

The Holy Son's consciousness reached the blue lotus before he did.

“As the saying goes, the Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Dao is forty-nine, and man escapes one.” Feng Xia’s voice echoed in Long Da’s mind. “But if I want to kill, I won’t even give him that one.”

This moment.

The blue lotus suddenly bloomed, its petals slicing through the void, dazzling and magnificent, numbering as many as fifty.

"Your Highness, please accept this generous gift from me."

In an instant, the Holy Son felt a dizzying sensation, as if his consciousness had instantly crossed a distant space and time, and finally fell into a prison made of lotus flowers.

The outside world seemed so far away from him.

He was like a faint, solitary lamp, slowly burning in the prison, bringing a tiny, insignificant glimmer of light.

Great Divine Power of the Soul Path—

Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison!

……

Chapter 0287

The Holy Son stared blankly at the scene before him.

In this prison formed from lotus flowers, there was no blazing sun to illuminate the heavens and earth, no flowing primordial energy, no great Dao of heaven and earth, and nothing he was familiar with.

All that remains is desolation.

An endless darkness enveloped everything. His gaze swept around him before finally lowering his head and landing on himself.

Some force ignited his soul, causing it to burn slowly and emit a faint glow, like a weak candle flame, adding a touch of light to this dark prison.

"You think you can trap me with such a paltry trick?"

The Holy Son roared in uncontrollable rage, and suddenly sprang up, unleashing his maximum speed as he charged toward the top of the prison.

There, fifty lotus petals closed together, revealing a narrow opening.

This is the only exit from the entire Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison.

"Open it for me!"

The Holy Son roared.

However, the next moment, he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust that made him cough incessantly.

"This...this is impossible..."

The Holy Son was completely stunned.

His immense soul power completely vanished, and his physical body could not be sensed to have any cultivation at all. It was as if he had fallen from the altar and, overnight, from the Nine Heavens Divine Realm into the Nine Netherworld Sea!

"Where is my soul power? Where is my cultivation? How come they've all disappeared?"

The Holy Son gasped in disbelief.

He staggered to his feet, leaped high once more, and tried to rush toward the prison exit, but soon he fell back to the ground, panting heavily, and even had several more wounds on his body.

His demon king-level power had completely vanished. Now, he was just an ordinary being, devoid of any power to overturn mountains and seas. All that remained was a deep sense of weakness that lingered in his mind from beginning to end.

All the power that once existed has vanished.

The Holy Son looked up at the sky once again.

In that direction, the fifty lotus petals converged, forming an insurmountable cage. Although there was a narrow exit, with his current strength, even if he tried his best, he could never reach it.

He was no longer the holy son with great power, but just an insignificant ant, trapped in the cage of heaven and earth, never to be freed for all eternity.