The divine power of the Demon Race was passed down primarily through bloodlines. Along with power, certain memories were also inherited.
Of course, the word "inheritance" applied only to higher-order members of the Demon Race.
Those without sufficient heritage possessed no such ability.
Although the Black Feather King came from the Mountain Lord Lineage, his bloodline was not particularly pure. He was a peripheral figure within the lineage, and his inheritance was weaker than the Crimson Flood Dragon King's.
Earlier, he had only recognized that Xiao Chen's wind movement art was extraordinary, not that it came from the Higher World.
A higher world was the dream of every creature in the Mortal World, like stars suspended in the sky and the sun and moon illuminating the world—lofty above them, visible yet forever beyond reach.
How could he not be shocked to learn that Xiao Chen possessed higher-dimensional power?
But as a Mountain Lord, he could not show it without losing face.
Xiao Chen possessed far too many powers from the Higher World. Any single Dao among them was astonishing beyond measure.
Yet Dao and arts were different. Dao differed only in level, and creatures across all worlds could comprehend them. It was simply far harder for creatures of lower worlds to do so than for those of higher worlds.
Arts from the Higher World, however, had to be passed down by its inhabitants and were rarely taught to outsiders.
Of course, the two demons had not been utterly stunned earlier only because they had failed to recognize the true nature of the Dao power Xiao Chen had unleashed.
Over the past two months, Xiao Chen's Sigh of the Gods had improved further. When using Six Paths Reincarnation, he could now conceal part of heaven's secrets and hide its origins.
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