I picked up the scattered attributes

The voice laughed loudly, and the blood-red light spread wildly in all directions, merging with the vast purple aura and cutting off the road on the Divine Light Bridge.

"Time is running out. If you want to enter the second level... be prepared!"

"That guy is... Ancestor Mu Chen? I thought he was dead long ago!"

"What? When did this old guy start keeping an eye on things?"

"Damn it, he probably had his eye on this place from the very beginning. Plus, his strength increased greatly in the Demon Emperor's Tomb, which gave him the confidence to block the passage!"

The countless monsters instantly erupted into chaos.

Even in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, Ancestor Muchen is infamous. Legend has it that Ancestor Muchen's true form was a terrifying ancient treasure of the Blood Path, bloodthirsty and murderous. After a long period of time and having devoured a massive amount of blood, he finally gave birth to this life form.

Although his strength was not the most outstanding, due to the incredible toughness and amazing material of that ancient treasure, which was suspected to be made of divine gold and divine materials, he could remain invincible even if he was attacked by a group of people!

"This is really..."

Feng Xia shook his head speechlessly, just about to secretly activate the power of the Heavenly Ladder to suppress this Mu Chen Ancestor on the spot and end this boring farce, when suddenly he heard Mu Chen Ancestor scream in a hoarse voice:

"You'd better think this through! The second level will only be open for seven days. Even if the Demon King comes, he might not be able to break through the Ancestor's defenses. And the second level is full of treasures... Wait! Where are the Ancestor's treasures?!"

In the blink of an eye, Old Ancestor Muchen's voice became increasingly hysterical:

"Is there some mistake?"

Why is there nothing here?

"Damn it, where are all the rare and precious treasures we were promised? All we have here is a wasteland of ashes!"

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Chapter 0336

"what?"

"What did Ancestor Mu Chen just say?"

"What do you mean it's wasteland inside?"

As the cry of the Ancestor Muchen rang out, all the creatures atop the central sacred mountain were momentarily stunned.

The screams of the Old Ancestor Muchen were so shrill that it would not be an exaggeration to say that those who saw them would be heartbroken and those who heard them would shed tears. At first glance, it sounded as if his lair had been raided.

"what happened?"

However, even after hearing the shouts of Ancestor Muchen, the demons were still somewhat bewildered:

What wasteland?

What waste soil?

Was it because there were so many treasures on the second floor that even Ancestor Mu Chen was so shocked that he accidentally went insane?

After a silence that lasted for more than ten breaths, some of the monsters finally reacted.

The second level of the Demon Emperor's Tomb—is completely empty?!

"Impossible, this old man has gone mad!"

"Is he trying to deceive everyone with this lie so he can monopolize the opportunity on the second level?"

"Are you stupid! There are so many opportunities on the second level. It's one thing for him to block the road and collect the benefits... but to keep them all for himself? Even the King himself probably couldn't do that!"

An unprecedented uproar suddenly erupted on the mountaintop, with countless demonic beasts crying out in alarm. The demonic energy swept across the area, almost forming a demonic storm!

"What? There's nothing on the second floor? That's absolutely impossible!"

Beside Feng Xia, Long Da also denied it without hesitation: "The second level is a combined grand formation, gathering the essence of heaven and earth. Even if the inheritance inside has been taken away, it is absolutely impossible for there to be nothing left, let alone a wasteland! This old man is definitely suspicious!"

"Whether it is or not, we'll find out once we get to the second floor."

Almost at the same time, Feng Xia had already made his move.

He saw him with one arm around Zhu Youniang's waist and the other holding Qinglin's hand, taking a step forward and arriving at the foot of the Divine Light Bridge.

Not a single fluctuation of magical power was revealed during this time.

He glanced at Xuan Qinghe subconsciously, and when he saw this scene, his mouth dropped open.

"Holy crap! Shrinking the earth to an inch, taking a step to a hundred feet?"

"Isn't this a signature ability that only those at the Dharma Aspect Realm possess? Has Xia Donghai already reached the Dharma Aspect Realm?"

"He shouldn't be at the Dharma Aspect Realm. If Xia Donghai were already at the Dharma Aspect Realm, there would be no need for him to be so cautious. Looking across the entire Demon Emperor's Mausoleum, there wouldn't be anything that could threaten him..."

Xuan Qinghe shook his head vigorously, banishing this unrealistic idea from his mind.

"Sure enough, I've probably been shocked too many times lately, and I keep thinking about things that have no basis in reality. Am I really aging prematurely?"

Gazing at Feng Xia's graceful, ethereal figure, Xuan Qinghe inexplicably had a thought:

Why don't you just transform into human form?

After all, given the appearance of the Xuan Turtle, it is indeed difficult for other creatures to discern its age.

But it's different when it takes human form.

"Well, once I get back to the clan, I'll find some reference images and try to create a handsome and dashing character..."

At the same time, Feng Xia had arrived at the foot of the Divine Light Bridge and looked up at the purple aura overhead.

All that could be seen was a mosaic of red and purple.

"Ah, I really didn't expect to see something familiar here."

Feng Xia couldn't help but sigh.

He knew, of course, that it wasn't a real mosaic, but rather the result of the blood cloud released by Ancestor Muchen merging with the purple aura in the sky.

"Looks like we still have to go up there."

"Xia Donghai?"

The old ancestor of dusky dawn's sinister laughter came from above, sounding particularly mocking: "Do you want to be the first to pay the toll?"

The demons' expressions also turned strange.

Not long ago, at the foot of the Heavenly Ladder, Feng Xia forcefully blocked the way and collected "tolls," and some monsters were even charged double the amount.

They dared not speak out because Feng Xia was too powerful and intimidating.

At this moment, Feng Xia's path was blocked by Ancestor Muchen... It was almost like a replay of the previous scene!

"Old Ancestor Muchen's strength may not be as great as Xia Donghai's, but because his physical body is so special, even Xia Donghai would probably find it difficult to break through his defenses easily!"

"If someone were to be deliberately targeted at a time like this, even Xia Donghai would probably feel extremely uncomfortable..."

"Moreover, it seems that Ancestor Muchen also gained quite a few benefits in the first level..."

The true form of Ancestor Muchen is suspected to be a broken blood-path artifact. Although its power is no longer at its peak, its hard material and the ancient, unyielding baleful aura are enough to make Ancestor Muchen invincible.

A demon king once commented on Ancestor Muchen, saying that he would rather be an enemy of other demon kings than provoke such a stubborn and unyielding rock as Ancestor Muchen!

"Tolls?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Xia couldn't help but smile and shake his head: "I only have the habit of collecting tolls, but I have no intention of paying tolls to anyone."

"So to say……"

Despite having experienced a terrifying ordeal, Old Ancestor Mu Chen's voice sounded somewhat surprised and doubtful, but upon hearing Feng Xia's reply, he still chuckled sinisterly.

In the sky, crimson clouds churned, appearing even more sinister and ferocious against the backdrop of the purple aura.

"You won't give up until you shed a tear."

Ancestor Muchen, panting heavily, forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart and said hoarsely, word by word, "Do you really think you can break through my defenses? Demonic clouds shroud the sky—"

With a furious roar, the blood-red clouds in the sky turned from red to black, becoming pitch black, like an invisible maw connecting to another dimension!

"As expected... he made up for his lack of attack power on the first level of the Demon Emperor's Tomb!"

Xuan Qinghe's heart jolted, sensing an unprecedented threat from that dark demonic cloud!

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed: "Wait, where is Xia Donghai? Where did he go?"

The moment the Old Ancestor Mu Chen launched his attack, Feng Xia had already vanished without a trace!

"Wait, Xia Donghai has already gone up?"

Xuan Qinghe suddenly looked up at the sky.

A desolate, empty place.

A huge gap opened up in the ground, through which one could vaguely see a towering sacred mountain, on the summit of which many large and small demonic beasts gathered.

"Can you feel it? This is the power of the Ancestor's true form! If it could be completely restored, even a god could be killed by the Ancestor—"

The Old Ancestor of Dusk stood at the edge of the rift, looking like a madman, shouting loudly and fiercely.

"Oh, is it so?"

Just then, a ghostly voice rang out, appearing behind him without any warning.

The old ancestor of the evening suddenly froze.

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