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The entire ancient hall was refined from five-colored divine jade, and its entire body was crystal clear and shimmering with light, making it extremely mystical.

At its base are inscribed many ancient characters, some resembling dragons and phoenixes, others closely resembling black tortoises and qilin, which are the ancient imperial script of the demon race.

"Demon script! This is the script of my demon race!" shouted the giant, three meters tall with two horns on his head. "This is imperial script, it must have been left behind by a demon emperor!"

The old dragon immediately stood upright, extending half of its body forward.

He carefully compared the details of the ancient temple with his memory, his expression growing increasingly solemn.

The old dragon took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice:

"It is indeed the mausoleum of my demon emperor, exactly as described by my ancestors!"

No one could have imagined that the ancient palace built from five-colored divine jade was the tomb of the last emperor of the demon race.

The tomb of such an extraordinary figure is hidden deep beneath this unremarkable volcano.

Only today, with the seal loosened and the lava surging up, has it seen the light of day again.

"The last emperor to unify the demon race in the Eastern Wilderness was him, it must be him!" Sect Leader Li was in a daze.

"Human, what else do you have to say? This is the tomb of my demon god emperor! Why don't you leave at once?"

The old dragon's divine power coiled around its body like water, and its old, scratched scales instantly emitted a chilling dark light.

The powerful demons present immediately united and unleashed a terrifying aura that blotted out the sky!

The chilling atmosphere seemed to tear apart the clouds in the sky and shake the stars.

When Master Li came to his senses, instead of retreating, he let out two cold laughs.

He unleashed his full power, his aura clashing mercilessly with the demonic energy of the great demons, stirring up a violent gale that sent rubble flying everywhere.

"Although this is the tomb of the Demon Emperor, it contains the precious treasures of our human race, and today is the day to reclaim them."

Sect Leader Li stared intently at the ancient palace floating in the air and shouted loudly and confidently.

"According to ancient records, one of the most precious treasures of our human race disappeared during the era of the Demon Emperor. The famous immortal classic, the Dao Jing, was also dismantled at that time."

"Many powerful cultivators have long suspected that it was all the work of that demon emperor."

Seeing the constant doubts from the demons, Sect Leader Li began to recount a mysterious case from history.

Upon hearing this, the powerful demons were all stunned, and then their eyes shone with an intensely burning light.

The Daoist scriptures, a classic text of the human race, are renowned even to those who know them.

Legend has it that there is a book throughout history that is the strongest and most complete chapter on the path of suffering, capable of laying the most solid foundation for future generations.

The powerful demons' eyes burned with desire. They were determined that if they were really here, they would leave behind everything, whether it was the Daoist scriptures or other treasures.

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"Click, click."

Just as these powerful demons and cultivators were engaged in a fierce verbal battle, waiting for the ancient palace's restrictions to dissipate so they could rush in,

After working for a long time, Sha Xiao casually found a spot to sit down and took out the cucumber she had seized from Elder Han to eat.

"Heh heh heh, a bunch of Dao Palace cultivators, they even dare to plot the Great Emperor's tomb here while waiting for the restrictions to dissipate on their own? Amazing!"

Sha Xiao ate with gusto, her mouth overflowing with juice.

Such a sight is rare even in a universe teeming with reckless brutes.

After a few more friendly exchanges, seeing that the other side had the upper hand in numbers, Sect Leader Li took the initiative to back down.

"If the ancient temple is opened and there is no Daoist scripture or other treasure inside, I will immediately apologize and submit to any punishment."

"But in any case, the Daoist scriptures must return to the human race! If they are indeed found, then hand them over to us to take with us. That way, we won't lose peace, what do you say?"

A beautiful demon girl with a pair of golden wings spread her wings without hesitation and issued a cold and forceful challenge in a magnetic and captivating voice:

"Your incessant chatter is clearly just an attempt to spy on my demon race's heritage. I'll give you three breaths; either leave or we'll fight!"

It was said to be three breaths, but in reality, it didn't even last one breath before the wings behind the demon girl shone with divine light.

Thousands upon thousands of golden divine feathers, like golden arrows, flew towards Sect Leader Li of Lingxu Cave Heaven like raindrops.

It was as if they wanted to seize the opportunity to deliver a devastating blow to Master Li.

"Hmph! You forced me to this!"

The moment Elder Li saw the golden light, his spiritual power, which had been waiting to be unleashed, surged forth like a fountain, instantly enveloping his entire body.

He simply waved the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe, and the surging spiritual energy flew along the sleeves like a whirlwind, instantly pushing the golden divine arrow back.

"Awooo—!"

"roar--!"

Golden feathers rained down on Ye Fan and his group with a crackling sound.

Even though these strange beasts immediately tried to find a solution when they saw that things were not going well.

They tried digging tunnels, flying far away, and even relying on their thick skin to tough it out.

But before most of the strange beasts could move more than a few meters, the flying feathers pierced through their bodies.

Caught off guard, Ye Fan was also struck on the right shoulder by the golden flying feather.

However, the golden feather only shaved off a tiny bit of red hair. When it hit his right shoulder, it not only failed to penetrate but also made a "clang~~~" sound.

The five-meter-tall giant wolf next to Ye Fan's eyes widened instantly, forgetting that its waist and abdomen had just been pierced by Fei Yu with three bowl-sized holes.

It stared at Ye Fan, who, even in his beast form, still looked like a newborn monkey, and gaped in astonishment, saying:

"Huh? What kind of monkey are you? When did our Primordial Demon Ruins ever have such a genius?"

At the same time, the lion-headed, scaled monster, which was over ten meters tall, also noticed this little incident.

It, which had been sitting calmly watching the battle from Mount Tai, suddenly strode forward and blocked Ye Fan and his group of strange beasts, using its body to stop the flying feathers that were swirling back.

Seeing that Sect Leader Li was already locked in a fierce battle, his massive chest heaved, producing a thunderous roar, as if he were about to speak in anger:

"You dare to attack a mere child of my demon race whose cultivation is inferior to yours? Human, you have overstepped your bounds!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan slightly twitched his left index finger.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately scratched his head and loudly announced:

"Chirp, senior, the ancient hall smells so good! I really want to eat! If I can just have one bite, I can revert to my ancestral chirp form!"

It looks exactly like a greedy little monkey who wants to eat good food but can't get it.

"Is this really true?!"

The others hadn't noticed yet, but the unformed old dragon suddenly withdrew from its attack on Sect Leader Li.

Ye Fan's fabricated words were like a flash of inspiration that pierced through its mind.

The old dragon widened its lantern-sized eyes and carefully studied the demonic runes on the base of the ancient palace in the sky once more.

In its vision, the demonic script, which had just been unfathomable and whose individual characters were recognizable but whose meaning was incomprehensible when put together, gradually began to distort and change.

Birds transform into colorful phoenixes and dance with divine phoenixes; carp shake their heads and wag their tails to transform into dragons soaring into the sky; four-legged beasts run across the earth and become unicorns; turtles swallow snakes and transform into black tortoises.

Gradually, the changes came to an end, and the cycle of change began again.

"So that's how it is! So that's how it is! Your Majesty—!"

Tears the size of basketballs dripped from the old dragon's eyes, splashing onto the ground and creating small craters.

As it watched the repeated changes in the demonic script, a thought was deeply etched into its mind.

That was the desolation of the last emperor's later years, the emperor's preparation for the future of the demon race.

He seemed to see the Demon Emperor standing with his hands behind his back, gazing at his grave, whispering his last wishes:

"The demon race faces hardship. It is the nature of the various demon races that makes it difficult for them to remain united for long. After my death, the demon race will inevitably split apart, and it will be difficult to produce outstanding individuals again."

"I place my heart and the secret method of returning to one's ancestry here, so that all the children of my demon race can use this to trace their bloodline and find their common ancestor."

"Hopefully, this will unite the demon race..."

Heaven knows how difficult it was for these demons to grow up!

From birth, they must fight against their own kind, against countless humans, and against other demons of different races.

We are all demons, so who hasn't thought about uniting to resist the human race?

Just like now, they can occasionally form a brief alliance, but blood ties and habits always make them go their separate ways again very quickly.

Old Jiao never expected that, countless years ago, a generation of the demon race's god emperor was still trying to solve the demon race's problems before his death.

Such great love made the old dragon, who thought he had seen through all the ways of the world, burst into tears.

It only regretted that it hadn't been born ten thousand years earlier, so that it would never have the chance to meet such a loving demon emperor.