I, the Holy Son of Yaoguang, am invincible in the world / Even my beautiful master is invincible.

Lin Xiao felt a chill of sympathy for the mosquitoes.

Who do you think you are?

At this moment, a man in silver armor approached Lin Xiao's side.

"Holy Son, we have found Qingfeng and Xiao Qingtian."

"They are in an abandoned palace, where...a unique confrontation is taking place."

The silver-armored man hesitated for a long time before finding a more refined adjective.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Lin Xiao patted the man in silver armor on the shoulder.

He wasn't surprised at all, as if he had expected this outcome.

"Let's all clean up the battlefield!"

Lin Xiao gave instructions to the eight hundred silver-armored soldiers.

The so-called "cleaning up the battlefield" is actually just collecting spoils of war.

The fallen elites of the Southern Heaven Alliance were all laden with considerable treasure.

With a flick of his wrist, Lin Xiao retrieved Xing Zang and Ye Baifeng's storage rings from a distance.

These two are truly prodigies; both are incredibly wealthy.

However, Lin Xiao's expression didn't change, and he didn't seem to have any sense of having struck it rich.

After all, neither of them was as rich as him.

Ugh!

Lin Xiao sighed deeply.

He no longer feels the joy of having money.

Sure enough, when you have a lot of money, it turns into a string of annoying numbers that are irritating to look at.

"Splash!"

Suddenly, a figure in white appeared at the top of the high stone steps.

He was a boy.

He looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old.

He was handsome with delicate features.

In terms of looks, only Lin Xiao can surpass him.

However, his temperament is unmatched by anyone else.

He simply stood there, as if he were the master of this world.

It seems that a single word can determine the life and death of countless people.

White clothes fluttering.

Her temperament is otherworldly and ethereal.

His demeanor was dignified.

Like a young god.

"god!"

"He...he must be a god!"

The warriors all over the mountain knelt down involuntarily, bowing their heads with devout eyes, completely captivated by the young man's demeanor.

"The mortal world is truly a fleeting memory!"

The boy spoke.

His voice was like the voice of the Great Dao.

Upon hearing this, people felt a sense of exhilaration and enlightenment.

This further solidified everyone's suspicions.

Such a boy was no ordinary person; he must have been a god descended to earth.

"I'm such a NetEase Cloud Music addict!"

Lin Xiao murmured something.

At this moment, the boy's gaze fell on Lin Xiao.

"Your talent is not bad; you are qualified to inherit my legacy."

The boy spoke calmly.

He had extremely high standards, and Lin Xiao's talent, in his eyes, only received a "not bad" evaluation.

Countless martial kings turned their gazes toward Lin Xiao.

They were all incredibly envious.

If Lin Xiao were to obtain the divine inheritance, coupled with his talent, his future would be virtually limitless.

However, Lin Xiao remained calm and asked with a smile, "Everyone reveres you as a god, so why is this place called the Demon King's Palace?"

Upon hearing this, many people looked puzzled.

If the Demon King's Palace was created by a god, it would be more reasonable to call it the God King's Palace.

Instead of the Demon King's Dungeon.

It looked a bit strange.

"Demon King or God King, it's just a title."

The young man shook his head indifferently.

"is it?"

"Then why is this place filled with demonic energy?"

Lin Xiao asked again.

"The so-called demonic energy is nothing more than an illusion you see due to your limited vision."

The young man looked calm and composed.

He waved his hand gently.

In an instant, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

On the majestic Demon King Mountain, countless dilapidated buildings were quickly restored to their original state.

The once-dried-up mountain springs and waterfalls have also reappeared.

Flowers are in full bloom, and trees are lush and green.

Auspicious beasts strolled leisurely on the ground, while celestial birds chirped softly in the air.

Wisps of mist swirl around the mountains.

This doesn't resemble Demon King Mountain at all; it's practically a celestial mountain cave, exuding a sacred aura everywhere.

"thump!"

"Gods above, please accept our humble bow!"

Countless martial kings hurriedly kowtowed.

No one had any more doubts.

If they weren't gods, how could they possess such miraculous abilities to turn decay into magic?

Are you still confused?

The young man looked at Lin Xiao once again.

"Great!"

Lin Xiao exclaimed in admiration.

"Enter the palace, and I will bestow upon you the inheritance!"

The young man left behind a single sentence and strode back to the majestic Demon King's Palace.

"Holy Son, go now!"

"Yes! We mustn't keep the gods waiting; that would be a grave offense!"

"..."

The eight hundred silver-armored soldiers all spoke up.

Even the stone steps that were originally damaged have now been repaired.

Everyone stood on the stone steps without the slightest doubt.

"Holy Son, we still need to be careful. I have a feeling that something is not quite right..."

Princess Chiling came to Lin Xiao's side and gently reminded him.

"Ok!"

Lin Xiao smiled slightly.

As expected of my little empress, she's not as foolish as she seems.

He stepped up the stairs.

Before long, they stood before the majestic gates of the Demon King's Palace.

Then I stepped inside.

The Demon King's Palace was very spacious, with towering stone pillars and intricate patterns carved on the ground. In the very center was a futon.

The young man, on the other hand, sat high on a divine throne.

He gazed at Lin Xiao as he entered the palace, his eyes ethereal, his demeanor unparalleled.