A Demon Race Genius Falls, Unlucky Fang Lingtian

The protective array around the Quasi-Emperor's legacy had stood for countless years.

Eroded by the power of time.

Little remained of its once vast and abundant power.

When the major forces began breaking the array.

They opened the legacy in just two or three hours.

Only then did everyone see the enormous palace, as majestic as a mountain.

It was surrounded by boundless, surging Yao Qi.

The traces of a Quasi-Emperor's pressure drifting everywhere, faint as if they were barely there.

Made many people's hearts tremble.

The major forces of the human and Demon Races entered the legacy one after another.

The people nearby who hoped to fish in troubled waters.

Followed them into the legacy as well.

After Dugu Yunyan told Gu Xuanjin that the legacy had opened.

He swept his gaze over the people around him.

But saw no sign of Fang Lingtian.

So he blended into the crowd and entered the legacy ahead with them.

When only a handful of people remained outside.

A figure appeared silently, completely concealed beneath a black robe.

He entered the legacy as well.

The instant Dugu Yunyan stepped inside.

The scene before him shifted.

When his surroundings settled.

He had arrived in a dilapidated, desolate inner hall.

Filth and disorder were everywhere.

There was no one around, and several rooms with tightly shut doors stood to either side.

Directly in front of Dugu Yunyan.

Stood a bizarre stone statue with four heads and eight arms, ugly and ferocious.

It held various strange weapons and stood two or three zhang tall.

The Qi surrounding it was ominous and oppressive.

The statue looked neither human nor demon, a strange mismatch of forms.

Dugu Yunyan searched around the statue.

But found nothing.

Suddenly.

He noticed that something seemed wrong with the two eyes on the Buddha head on the statue's right.

They protruded farther than the eyes on the other three heads.

Dugu Yunyan studied them for a while.

Then pressed both eyes at once.

Crack-

The sound of a mechanism turning suddenly rang out.

It was especially clear in the silent hall.

The statue's two upturned arms slowly lowered.

In its left hand.

A mysterious fragment lay quietly.

Dugu Yunyan picked it up and examined it.

Traces of a Great Emperor's presence still lingered faintly on it.

But he could not understand its contents.

Those strange characters seemed to be writing from a long time ago.

And in the statue's other hand.

Was a glossy black bead the size of a chicken egg.

It was covered in demonic markings and gave off a smooth black luster.

He could sense the pure energy contained within it.

Dugu Yunyan had just put the two items away.

Boom-

Suddenly.

The door to a room at the side was blasted to pieces.

A Demon Race youth with a pair of black wings on his back.

A sharp beak and a human body, looking seventeen or eighteen years old.

Walked out, carrying a silver divine spear that flashed with cold light.

His presence was powerful and savage, his pressure unbearably heavy.

The Heavenly Phoenix Clan's young Supreme, Huang Miesheng!

Huang Miesheng shouted coldly:

"Human prodigy, hand over what you just took!

Those things don't belong to you humans!"

"I took them, so they belong to me."

Dugu Yunyan cast him a cold glance.

In an instant.

A slender, blood-red demonic saber resembling a goose-quill saber appeared in his hand.

Killing intent rippled outward, and demonic might soared into the sky!

"You human prodigy really don't know whether to live or die!"

Huang Miesheng snorted coldly.

Then he shook the divine spear in his hand.

And turned into a streak of fierce divine light, darting straight at Dugu Yunyan!

In the air.

An urgent whistling sound.

Grew clear and piercing beside Dugu Yunyan's ear in the blink of an eye.

Clang-

Dugu Yunyan swept his demonic saber across.

In an instant, it scraped against the divine spear, sending sparks flying.

The powerful force sent Huang Miesheng staggering several zhang backward.

The next moment.

Both men moved, darting toward each other.

For a time.

The clash of weapons rang out fiercely through the hall.

Yao Qi swept in all directions, and demonic might surged to the heavens!

Dugu Yunyan's magical power seethed around him as the laws of the demonic path surged.

Empowered by boundless strength.

He slashed downward, like a sinister Devil Moon descending upon his foe.

His demonic might was vast, shattering mountains and splitting the earth, scattering souls and spirits. It was utterly violent and overbearing!

Huang Miesheng's expression changed.

This human prodigy was far more terrifying than he had imagined!

Huang Miesheng immediately let out a furious shout.

And unleashed all his power as well.

A point of divine light appeared on his spear, instantly blazing with dazzling brilliance.

He thrust his spear.

And a vision manifested, as though countless demons were shattering a stretch of the heavens.

It was eerie and terrifying, its power unmatched!

But the next second.

The demonic saber fell, instantly cleaving the eerie vision apart.

Its demonic might was vast and overwhelming!

Huang Miesheng let out a scream.

He was killed in an instant before he could even use his life-saving trump card!

His soul was refined by the Human Emperor Banner as well.

Dugu Yunyan extended a hand.

And circulated the Haotian Creation Art.

Taking the power remaining within Huang Miesheng's body.

He refined and absorbed it all into his own magical power.

Then he searched Huang Miesheng's storage belongings.

And took them away along with anything else that could store items.

Before quietly leaving the hall.

At the same time Huang Miesheng fell.

In another spacious hall within the legacy.

Several beings who likewise had wings on their backs and resembled humans sensed it too.

They could not help flying into a rage.

Their clan's prodigy had fallen just after entering.

He had not even used his trump card!

That meant that in an extremely short time.

The prodigy had been killed by an enemy.

Those Demon Race beings, whose presence was incomparably powerful.

Looked at the human mighty figures not far away.

A shadow flashed through each of their eyes.

To have killed their clan's prodigy so quickly.

It had to be those treacherous fellows.

Who had made the human geniuses join forces against him.

This was going too far!

The Heavenly Phoenix Race experts exchanged glances.

Intending to give them a taste of their own medicine.

They immediately used a secret technique to send messages to the other Demon Race experts.

Telling them to pass orders to their clans' prodigies.

Whenever they encountered human geniuses.

They were to join forces and kill them outright.

Giving their opponents no chance to use their life-saving trump cards to escape!

As for the human mighty figures from the True Martial Immortal Palace and the other major forces.

They only felt that the Demon Race was looking at them with ill intent.

A mighty figure from the True Martial Immortal Palace frowned.

And sent a warning:

"Who knows what those demons are plotting over there.

Our cultivation is high, so we have nothing to fear.

But we'd better contact the prodigies of our respective forces.

Tell them to be careful and stick together as much as possible while exploring the legacy."

"That makes sense."

"Good!"

But not long after they warned their respective disciples, someone had already fallen.

Inside a dim, lightless hall.

The stench of blood hung thick in the air.

Brilliant flashes of magical power lit up the hall from time to time.

Sounds of fighting and angry curses rang out without pause.

Seven Demon Race prodigies, all strange in appearance and radiating a powerful, oppressive presence.

Were joining forces against three human geniuses.

The corpses of two young human prodigies already lay on the ground.

Along with the corpses of four Demon Race prodigies.

Of the three,

Fang Lingtian, clad in a black robe and struggling to hold on, inwardly cried out in dismay.

His cultivation at Peak Foundation Establishment was the weakest among those present.

But because he had many trump cards, he had slain two prodigies of the Demon Race.

That had brought him special attention.

Boom-

A phantom suddenly attacked from the side.

Fang Lingtian had no time to dodge.

A single sword strike sent him flying forty or fifty feet.

Yet he suffered no serious injuries.

Because at the critical moment,

a brilliant blue divine light appeared,

blocking the sword strike that could have slain an ordinary Pill Sea Realm expert.