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"Old Jiao! Have you gone mad?"

The enormous, scaled lion questioned loudly in disbelief.

Among them, the oldest of them, Jiao Lao, had protected many weak beasts.

This earned him the respect of many powerful demons in the primitive ruins, who regarded him as a half-master.

The python demon that it attacked earlier had also visited Elder Jiao, and Elder Jiao had given the python demon some pointers back then.

So when the old dragon suddenly sneaked up behind the python demon, it was killed before it could react.

"Elder Jiao! Don't make a mistake!"

"It's not too late to turn back now!"

"How can you do this to fulfill the Demon Emperor's wishes?"

Regardless of their thoughts, the many powerful demons shouted and rebuked them.

Jiao Lao glanced at the great demons who were speaking and rebuking him while quietly approaching the group of strange beasts, and sneered.

"I only want the essence blood of the dragon!"

It shouted loudly and charged at a small, unremarkable blue snake.

Upon hearing Elder Jiao's words, the other demon beasts instinctively chose to believe him and relaxed their vigilance slightly.

"Who will transform into a dragon is still uncertain!"

The pale blue snake, which was being targeted by the old dragon, hissed.

Even knowing that it was likely to be defeated, it still mobilized all its resources.

The ethereal poisonous fog sizzled as it burned the air, turning a praying mantis that couldn't escape in time into putrid liquid.

Its tiny body, less than 20 centimeters long, grew to more than three meters in the blink of an eye. Its blue scales cracked inch by inch, revealing scales with golden dragon patterns underneath, and a pair of three-fingered dragon claws grew from its belly.

It turns out that this little snake had unknowingly embarked on the path to becoming a dragon.

"Heavens! It has actually embarked on the path to becoming a dragon?"

"It's a pity. If it had been given another fifty years, it would surely have successfully transformed into a dragon."

The strange beasts around the little snake, seeing their companion suddenly unleash power far exceeding their own, showed no intention of helping it, only concerned with getting away from it.

"Heh heh heh, you little brat, you think you can escape my watchful eye?"

The old dragon calmly channeled his divine power without the slightest hesitation.

Facing the old dragon's full-force activation, a divine power like a mountain crashing down.

The small snake coiled itself up, condensing the venom into a poisonous pill on its head.

As the old dragon was about to arrive, its sea of ​​suffering churned, its scales bristled, and all its power gathered in its tail, which sprang out like a spring.

The moment it got close, the little snake suddenly shrank back to twenty centimeters, and the poison pill formed from its essence of cultivation exploded instantly, forming a green mist.

Taking advantage of the cover, the little snake slid in and plunged straight into the old dragon's gaping maw.

It knew that even if it exerted all its strength, it could not cause much damage to the body that the old dragon had honed over many years.

To seize a glimmer of hope from the impossible, we must find another way!

The old dragon looked at the little snake that had rushed into its mouth and blinked in confusion.

What? The younger generation is so eager to give back? They looked so aggressive, but it turns out they're just delivering food voluntarily?

Jiao Lao was stunned for a while, unable to figure it out.

But it felt it couldn't let down the contributions of the younger generation.

With a slight movement of its throat, the old dragon swallowed the small snake with a "gulp".

There was no dramatic rupture or desperate counterattack as I had imagined.

The moment it entered the belly of the old dragon, the little snake was met head-on by a mass of pitch-black poisonous water.

In less than a second, it was completely digested by the black liquid, truly melting in the mouth.

After finishing the small snake, Jiao Lao did not hesitate at all. He grabbed the snake-like beast next to him that was too scared to move and chewed it like it was a spicy snack.

The little snake was delivered too quickly; it was gone before it could even taste it.

While eating, it looked at the ruins.

In the blink of an eye, the ruins were stained red with blood.

"grumble--!!!"

Zapdos cried out as it fought a Feraligatr in the sky, blood and feathers raining down.

"rumble--!"

The horned demon revealed its true form, transforming into a 27-meter-tall white-hoofed blue ox, which fought fiercely with the scaled lion, causing the earth to sway and tilt like a seesaw.

Two ferocious beasts, one pokes a big hole in the other, and the other tears off a piece of flesh.

"Die!"

"Delicious! Delicious! I can feel the four lights swirling around me; this is the power of the Qilin! The Great Emperor's wondrous method is truly effective!"

While fighting, the two great demons also tried their best to digest the flesh and blood they tore off their opponent.

All around them, the strange beasts were also fighting each other.

On the contrary, the humans in Lingxu Cave Heaven were suddenly ignored.

Master Li was entangled with the only Golden-Winged Demoness who hadn't joined the fight.

While he casually practiced a synchronized boxing match with the Golden-Winged Demoness, he watched as the demons slaughtered each other, their blood flowing like rivers.

"Golden Hawk, is what the old dragon said true? Is there really a cultivation technique left behind by the Demon Emperor?"

Sect Leader Li waved his long sleeves, stirring up a howling purple wind, and asked in a low voice.

The golden banshee glanced at the demons fighting fiercely and sneered:

"Hmph, a bunch of short-sighted fools. They've misinterpreted the Demon Emperor's true intentions; they'll surely be punished by heaven."

Upon hearing this, Sect Leader Li let out a long, hissing breath.

There really is a cultivation technique?!

It's still the Demon Emperor's technique!?

He was certain that once this news got out...

Within ten minutes, this place will be filled with various holy sites.

Within half an hour, the rulers of those dynasties and the old immortals of the holy lands would crawl out of their graves and rush here.

"You don't need to think about it anymore. That technique has no effect on humans. You can try it yourself if you don't believe me."

Seeing the flickering look in Master Li's eyes, Jin Yao directly explained how to watch.

The two fought and moved around, and soon, Master Li saw the seemingly legitimate but actually flawed technique.

Seeing the entire text about racial transformation techniques, his burning passion instantly cooled, and he sighed helplessly:

"As expected of a technique left behind by the Demon Emperor, this is indeed only beneficial to the demon race..."

It's not that the cultivation technique is useless; the core inheritance of the Mad Demon Lord is also a supreme-level Dao technique, so how could it be useless?

However, in Master Li's view, if a human were to cultivate this technique...

That would mean gradually abandoning human blood and transforming into the demon race.

Most people are doing well and naturally won't choose to abandon everything they have now.

Just as the two of them were exchanging blows in perfect unison, the battle below had already reached a fever pitch.

Completely disregarding the issue of wasting medicinal power, countless treasured elixirs were taken out and consumed.

I only wish for the wound to heal a moment sooner, so that I may gain a little more divine power.

Amidst the chaotic battle, Ye Fan, transformed into a red-haired monkey, and Pang Bo, transformed into a demonic beast, ran around the center of the ruins.

While dodging the indiscriminate attacks, they quietly collected the fallen blood, scales, and feathers.

Every now and then, the two would secretly give the losing side some elixirs and use some buffs to help them fight longer.

"Moo—!"

The white-hoofed ox, its body bleeding profusely and its tail ripped off, bellowed joyfully.

It raised its two legs high, and circles of blue gales appeared on its blood-stained hooves.

"Cough cough—! I surrender, I surrender! I'm willing to offer my lifeblood! Heh, can we make peace?"