Ouyang strode brazenly toward White Jade Capital, holding the little fox as he said to Xiao Feng beside him, "Sixth Junior Brother, you weren't there when we dug up Li Taibai's grave last time. This time, I'm making it up to you personally!"
Xiao Feng smiled and nodded. "Ever since I was on Little Mountain Peak, I've wanted to go adventuring with my senior brothers. Today, I finally got my wish!"
"Eldest Senior Brother, this looks like the legendary Ten Thousand Demon Hall!" The little fox buried herself in her tail. As a member of the Demon Race, she still felt an instinctive fear of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall.
Ouyang raised his sleeve to shield the little fox behind it, protecting her as she trembled slightly.
But in Ouyang's and Xiao Feng's eyes, the so-called Ten Thousand Demon Hall seemed like a park with free admission.
They even stopped occasionally to comment on the surrounding reliefs, looking more like a pair of sightseers.
After all, what did the Demon Race's ancestors have to do with us of the Human Race?
Though their words were lighthearted, the farther Xiao Feng walked, the more he could feel the pressure emanating from inside the palace.
It was not a single pressure, but countless pressures of different natures, crashing toward him with the force of toppling mountains and overturning seas.
He had just obtained the inheritance of the Five Directional Divine Beasts here, so he had already been here once.
Yet even on his second visit, he still found it extremely difficult to adjust. The vast pressure weighed on his heart like a stone, and the closer he got, the heavier that oppressive feeling became.
By the time they reached the main entrance, Xiao Feng had to grit his teeth with every step,