手心影视

An underworld river stretched across the sky. Waves surged and the loud sound of water thundered in the sky. There were also countless skeleton monsters floating in the waves.

It was a horrifying scene that sent chills down one’s spine. It was as if the gates of hell had opened. Many souls who were unwilling to die wanted to cross that long river and return to the mortal world!

“After so many years of preparation, it’s time to reap the rewards.”

In a corner of the Demon Capital, the Great Prophet narrowed its eyes and said calmly.

In just a short month, the wounds that Feng Xia had left on its body had completely healed. Not only that, but there were also mysterious array patterns interweaving in the old pangolin’s turbid eyes. There were as many as nine layers.

“Demon Imperial Tombs… Demon Imperial Tombs!”

The old pangolin trembled as it turned around. It held a thick wooden walking stick with one of its claws and its eyes flickered with an indescribable divine light. “Hehe, the Demon Imperial Tombs is still a mausoleum. The First Ruler is buried there.”

“However, with the status of the First Ruler, how can there be no living beings buried with him?”

“3,000 years have passed, and this great burial ceremony has only just begun.”

Behind him, because of the sudden appearance of the Underworld River, the entire Demon Capital had fallen into chaos. Some demon beasts trembled and directly revealed their huge original forms, ignoring where they were at the moment.

There were also demon beasts who were so agitated that they could not help but fall into panic. They went on rampages in the Demon Capital. In an instant, countless buildings were destroyed.

If one had to describe it with a single phrase, then it would definitely be “total chaos”. Boom, clang, slam, bang, bang, biu, biu, biu…

It was not an exaggeration to describe it as tragic.

At the beginning, there were still a few demon kings who took action to suppress it.

However, halfway through, the Golden Roc demon king and the Green-eyed Thunder Ox demon king started fighting for no reason. They caused even more serious damage!

In the end, it was only after the head butler of the Demon Divine Palace, the Lion King, took action that the chaos was stopped.

“What a bunch of idiots. Do you really think that the Demon Divine Palace… doesn’t know about your schemes?”

The six-headed lion narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice. His gaze swept across the entire Demon Capital, particularly lingering on the few demon kings. “Unfortunately, from the beginning to the end, you’re just a bunch of grasshoppers. No matter how much you jump, it’s impossible for you to overturn the sky!”

After stabilizing the situation in the city, the Lion King looked at the Underworld River above his head again. Then, he walked leisurely into the depths of the Demon Divine Palace.

His Highness the Holy Son’s palace was located there.

“Your Highness.”

When the Lion King arrived in front of the Holy Son’s Hall, he lowered his voice and spoke with an extremely pious expression.

In the Demon Capital, from the top 10 demon kings to the ordinary demon beast lords, they all took action only because of this sudden change.

The opening of the Demon Imperial Tombs this time round represented an unprecedented era of prosperity.

If one wanted to take the lead in this prosperous era, one either had to advance further or hold on to one’s place. The amount of benefits one could obtain from the Demon Imperial Tombs became a crucial issue.

Demon king level experts were not allowed to enter the Demon Imperial Tombs.

However, they still tried all means and ways, some by cultivating their clones or others by nurturing their trusted disciples through various means, striving to get a share of this opportunity!

“Soon, there will be a result soon!”

Countless living beings were looking forward to it.

At the same time, on the third level of the Demon Imperial Tombs.

Within the huge tremor, Feng Xia and the others lost their balances and swayed. They watched as the long river swept past the second level and brought with it… the countless corpse monsters from the second level!

“Do you see? This is us!”

Ying Daoyi’s smug laughter sounded and entered everyone’s ears.

Whether it was the people from Xuanwu Kingdom or the village chief and his group from Lingyun Kingdom, their expressions changed drastically.

“How is this possible?! His body and soul have clearly been destroyed. How can he reappear in the mortal world?”

“If even this can’t destroy him… can he really be destroyed?”

The village chief’s smile froze on his face before quickly turning into bitterness. “Do we really have a chance of defeating him?”

He finally understood Feng Xia’s warning.

For them…

It was too early to celebrate!

Being the source of the calamity, how could Ying Daoyi be destroyed so easily?

Based on the current situation, the gray fog they had just destroyed was only a portion of his strength.

There was still a long way to go before they could truly destroy him.

“Do you see that? This is the biggest difference between you and me. You will lose people and suffer casualties. Even if I leave you alone, you will slowly age. Before I even make a move, you have already disappeared in the passage of time!”

Feng Xia could not help but frown as he faced the hysterically laughing Holy Son.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that as the Underworld River penetrated the space of the Demon Imperial Tombs, the trap set by the Lingyun State Preceptor was losing its effect bit by bit.

Although the speed was not fast, it was only a matter of time before Ying Daoyi’s power recovered and completely broke free from the shackles of this space!

“Speaking of which, why didn’t this guy use this method from the beginning to awaken the shadows and darkness in the depths of the living beings’ hearts?” Thinking of this question, Feng Xia could not help but frown.

Without a doubt, if Ying Daoyi had used it from the beginning, he would not have fallen into such a desperate situation.

Back in the dream realm, he had used a trick to seize control of the Heavenly Stairway. Then, he had changed the rules of the dream realm so that the shadows had nowhere to hide. Only then did he manage to force the Holy Son out completely.

However, now that he was in the real world, how could he change the rules of the world?

“I can’t do it with my current strength… but…”

At this moment, Feng Xia’s gaze moved slightly and landed on that skeleton not far away.

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That was the skeleton left behind by Wu Guan. However, the Spiritual Maiden had already confirmed that although the skeleton was indeed related to Wu Guan, it did not belong to that peerless goddess.

“Maybe we can…”

At the thought of this, Feng Xia suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the butcher knife.

Kaboom—

Boundless vicious aura swept out. Within that, it was as if a breathtaking knife light lit up. It contained a domineering aura that would never turn back after striking the sky. Its appearance alarmed everyone here.

“That knife … that knife …”

Ying Daoyi’s breathing suddenly quickened.

In his mind, Feng Xia’s image at this moment overlapped with another figure.

“Jiao Jiao! You’re Jiao Jiao!”

The last descendant of the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan, that Jiao Jiao who had single-handedly destroyed the Demon Divine Palace and even destroyed his body once before completely disappearing!

At that time, Jiao Jiao was holding this butcher knife, which seemed to be a treasure left behind by the Heavenly Pattern Divine Kingdom!

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“Your Highness, did you expect this!”

Feng Xia grinned, and the aura on his body changed again. “I’m not only Jiao Jiao, I’m also Xia Donghai!”

“Xia Donghai?”

Ying Daoyi’s breathing paused again, and then he sneered. “You’re Xia Donghai? What a ridiculous lie! Do you really think we’ll fall for it?”

This time, it was Feng Xia’s turn to be stunned. He held back all the lines he had prepared.

“… Huh?”

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