Traveling through the first year of Panlong and Magnolia

The journey didn't take long, and soon Andrew and his party arrived at Diyi City.

More than two hundred years have passed, and Diyi City has not changed at all. However, the prosperous scenery here still opened Hanyue and his friends' eyes, and they had a lot of fun.

Andrew saw that his family was excited, so he gave each of them 10 million ink stones and let them buy what they wanted. In addition, the Emperor Wing Demon also gave Andrew a castle, which was not far from the City Lord's Mansion.

In the castle, Emperor Wing Demon and Andrew sat opposite each other, with two bottles of wine on the table in front of them.

"Stuart, it's a pleasure every time I drink your wine." Andrew was not just complimenting. The wine brewed by the Imperial Wing Demon had a very unique taste.

The Emperor Wing Demon smiled bitterly and said, "I have only brewed this much over the countless years, and you drank half of it by yourself."

The wine of the Imperial Wing Demon was very special and naturally difficult to brew. Not only were the ingredients precious, but the brewing time was also very long, and he himself did not save much in total.

"Don't be so stingy. If the wine is gone, you can make more. Then, I will help you get the materials for making wine. I don't believe that with my strength, there are any materials that I can't get!" Andrew took another big sip, squinted his eyes, and savored the taste of the wine.

"That's true. Your strength, Andrew, is far greater than mine now!"

The Emperor Wing Demon was somewhat uninterested. When he first met Andrew, although he was powerful, he was at most on par with himself, and he had a slight advantage. However, more than two hundred years later, when they met again, the Emperor Wing Demon didn't even want to challenge Andrew. The aura he exuded and his boundless soul breath made the Emperor Wing Demon feel unprecedentedly powerless.

Andrew somewhat understood the Emperor Wing Demon's feelings. Few people could remain undeterred when they met a genius like him. Come to think of it, a friend who was at the same level as him yesterday was far superior to him today. This feeling was naturally a bit complicated.

"Don't be discouraged, Stuart. With your strength, there are not many in hell who are better than you, except for the Shura strongmen. By the way, I won't stay long this time. I will leave soon and go to the Blood Peak Continent."

After all, the Emperor Wing Demon had lived for countless years, and he quickly adjusted his mentality. After hearing what Andrew said, his eyebrows moved: "Are you going to the Four Divine Beasts Family?"

Andrew nodded: "I inherited the legacy of Azure Dragon, and I also shoulder certain responsibilities for the Four Divine Beasts family."

The Emperor Wing Demon said, "That's true. However, with your current strength, even among the eight major families, only those clan leaders can defeat you. They don't have the strength to kill you. According to recent news from the Demon Castle, the battle between the eight major families and the four sacred beast families is getting more intense. A hundred years ago, both sides sent out more than a dozen elders to fight. That battle was really tragic... The four sacred beast families lost seven elders at once, and the eight major families lost even more, with ten elders falling."

Andrew said "Oh". He understood the mentality of the Four Divine Beasts family better than the Emperor Wing Demon. From being high above and dominating countless planes to the death of the ancestor and the family being chased like a stray dog, how could the proud Four Divine Beasts family adapt to this kind of change?

"Before returning to the Four Divine Beasts Family, I want to challenge the Palace Master first!" Andrew's calm words shocked the Emperor Wing Demon.

Challenging the Palace Master? This kind of thing has not happened in Hell for many years!

There are a total of 108 mansions in hell, and each mansion has a mansion master. These mansion masters are also called Shuras, and they are the symbols of the top powerhouses in hell. 108 mansions, 108 Shuras... No matter how many powerhouses there are in hell, this number will not change.

"Andrew, you have to think it through. The Palace Master is not that easy to challenge..." The Emperor Wing Demon was afraid that Andrew would act impulsively, so he quickly advised him, "If it was when I first entered Hell, with my current strength, I would also be confident to challenge the Palace Master. However, after so many years, after challenge after challenge, every Palace Master is not easy to mess with."

Andrew understood that what the Emperor Wing Demon said was true. This challenge was like a great wave washing away the sand. Over the years, those who stayed in the position of Palace Master were all peak strongmen. It can be said that none of these Shura Palace Masters were easy to mess with. Among them, there were even some powerful beings who seemed to be in the Great Perfection.

"Stuart, I have thought about what you said. However, since I decided to challenge you, I naturally have some confidence!" As he said that, Andrew took out a purple sword, which was the main artifact bestowed on him by the Lord Bauhinia.

As soon as the purple sword appeared, the surrounding space seemed to collapse. A terrifying aura emanated from the purple sword, and the Emperor Wing Demon's pupils shrank.

"Is this the main artifact?"

Andrew put away the purple sword and nodded, "Yes, I met the Lord God of Bauhinia unexpectedly this time, and was accepted by the Lord God as the Lord God's messenger. This Lord God's artifact is the Lord God's reward."

It took a long time for the Emperor Wing Demon to calm down. Looking at Andrew, his expression became more complicated. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Andrew, you are really... too discouraging! Even among Shuras, there are not many people who are qualified to be the Lord's Messenger! You are right, with your current strength, you are enough to challenge Shuras!"

Although the Emperor Wing Demon had never used the main artifact, he had seen the strong men who possessed the main artifact fight. In the hands of those people, the power of the main artifact was undoubtedly revealed. A simple blow could shatter space and overturn the world. The Emperor Wing Demon still could not forget that power.

Andrew's strength was not weak to begin with. Even if he had not made any progress, he could still shake Shura with the help of the main artifact. Moreover, his strength had changed dramatically compared to more than two hundred years ago, from a middle god to a high god! At least, the Emperor Wing Demon had no intention of challenging Andrew now.

"Andrew, which Shura are you going to challenge?" When the Emperor Wing Demon said this, his eyes lit up. This time, he didn't want to miss this battle.

Andrew said calmly: "It has not been decided yet, it should be the Palace Master of the Blood Peak Continent. As you know, I am going to the Four Divine Beasts Family, and my descendants will also go to the Four Divine Beasts Family for baptism. By the way, Stuart, does your Demon Castle have any information about the Palace Masters of the Blood Peak Continent?"

The Emperor Wing Demon said: "Of course there is. Not to mention the Blood Peak Continent, even in the entire Hell, there is not much information that the Demon Castle doesn't know! Just wait, I'll get it for you!" After that, the Emperor Wing Demon left in a hurry, and it seemed that he was going to the Demon Castle.

Half an hour later, the Emperor Wing Demon came back. He took out a large box from the space ring and opened it. Half of it was filled with thick materials and the other half was a crystal ball.

"These are the information about the masters of the various palaces in the Blood Peak Continent, as well as the images of their battles. However, Andrew, I have to remind you. These data can only be used as a reference, because no one can tell whether the other party has hidden their strength. If you completely believe these, you will die miserably in the end!"

The Emperor Wing Demon knew that challenging the Palace Master was a very dangerous thing, and if he failed, he would most likely die. Therefore, he was very cautious in every move, and the atmosphere became serious.

"Don't worry, Stuart, I won't do anything that I'm not sure of." Andrew smiled easily and picked up a booklet.

"Beirut, the Lord of Youlan Mansion, is a God Devouring Rat. He is gifted with the magical power 'God Devouring'. Unless one possesses the Soul Defense Master Artifact, no one can resist him. His body is as strong as a Master Artifact, and he possesses the Soul Defense Master Artifact... He rose to prominence ten thousand years ago, killing countless strong men, and is recognized as the number one person under the Lord God of the Blood Peak Continent!"

Andrew read the contents of the booklet, which were all related to Beirut, and were very detailed. However, Andrew knew that the Demon Castle still underestimated Beirut.

"The number one person under the Lord God of Blood Peak Continent? I'm afraid that Pash, the Lord God of Blood Peak, is not Beirut's opponent! This guy, his true identity is the Lord God! In terms of physical body alone, there are not many Lord Gods who can compare to him." Putting down Beirut's information, Andrew picked up the phantom of his battle and took a look at it.

In the floating shadow, Beirut's opponent was a super strong man who practiced the rules of destruction. Just by the power of his movements, Andrew could judge that this person must be a strong man at the commander level, and he also integrated five kinds of rules of destruction. Such a strong man is rare in hell, but in Beirut's hands, he has no ability to resist.

In the floating shadow, this person was very disdainful of Beirut at first, but Beirut was not angry. His figure flashed, and his movements were so fast that it was like teleportation. In fact, Beirut did not even use weapons, but only smashed with a pair of fists. The opponent used weapons to block, and his upper artifact was directly smashed by Beirut.

Later, Beirut punched the opponent's head, and the huge head was crushed by the fist, leaving a black godhead in its place. The whole battle lasted for a short time, but it gave people a strong shock.

"So powerful! Beirut's Dark God's incarnation is said to be comparable to the Great Perfection, and it is definitely not an exaggeration!" Andrew saw such a wonderful battle for the first time and couldn't help but admire it.