Chapter 574 Half a Word
One month later.
Bai Donglin, wearing Ao Xiang's skin, walked out of the heavily guarded secret room and headed straight for Wanlong Valley.
After the Scaled Demons were driven out, they moved their entire base here. The evil dragon Ao Xiang was very interesting. He did not live in the dragon clan's lair, but lived alone outside.
Ao Xiang is an ambitious dragon with deep scheming. He has created several personalities for himself.
In front of the Dragon Emperor and his brothers and clansmen, he behaved with mediocre talent and a withdrawn personality, and was completely invisible.
In the outside world, he turned into a sex-crazed devil and a playboy.
When being suppressed by Bai Donglin and facing the crisis of death, he will not hesitate to rely on the prestige of his tribe, or he can instantly become a pitiful creature who wags his tail and begs for mercy, humbly trying to survive.
"He clearly has the strength to be crowned king, but he only shows the second extreme. He knows how to keep a low profile and is flexible. If he hadn't met me, maybe Ao Xiang could have really become a big shot."
After receiving all of Ao Xiang's memories, Bai Donglin naturally understood why Ao Xiang wanted to hide himself like this. The Dragon Emperor had seven sons in total, and there was only one heir to the Dragon Emperor.
Ao Xiang was ranked last, with a huge gap between him and his brothers, both in terms of cultivation and the power they controlled.
After accidentally obtaining the Dinghai Divine Pearl, Ao Xiang became more patient and began to improve his strength in a low-key manner, hoping that when his brothers were fighting to the death, he would be able to reap the benefits.
If you don't act crazy and stupid, and show off your talents to win people's hearts, you might die quietly in some accident before you grow up.
There is no family affection in the royal family, let alone the huge force that controls a clan. With the intricate conflicts of interest, every dragon prince no longer represents an individual, but an aggregate of interests.
Sometimes, there are some things that you have to do even if you don’t want to. Without the power to crush everything, you can’t escape the stranglehold of the whirlpool of interests.
"These bullshit things have nothing to do with me. On the contrary, the little transparent persona created by Ao Xiang makes it easier for me to hide."
Bai Donglin shook his head slightly and cut off these meaningless thoughts. Although he was wearing Ao Xiang's skin, it was impossible for him to call the old dragon Dragon Emperor "Father". The loneliness that Ao Xiang deliberately created in his daily life solved this problem perfectly.
The last time Ao Xiang spoke to the Dragon Emperor was tens of thousands of years ago. The so-called blood relationship between them was extremely indifferent.
Ao Xiang's place of residence was not too far from the Wanlong Valley. Bai Donglin maintained Ao Xiang's speed and it took him half an hour to arrive at the boundless blue ocean. The dragon clan's lair was deep in the sea.
Boom! The waves surged, and the sea water automatically opened up a huge gully. A group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals lined up and came out. Seeing Ao Xiang's indifferent expression, they bowed their heads and bowed.
"Meet His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince!"
"Um."
He nodded, ignored the flattery of the monsters, and walked towards the Dragon Palace under the sea. The ravine that stretched for millions of miles slowly closed.
Bai Donglin has already entered the state at this time. His ego consciousness is dormant, and everything is dominated by the carefully created virtual personality. At this moment, he is no different from Ao Xiang, whether it is cultivation, blood aura, soul aura, will fluctuations, temperament, behavioral habits, etc., no matter who comes, no one can see the slightest flaw.
"Little brother, you are finally here. Wouldn't it be better for you to live in the palace? Why do you have to stay in your shabby cave and make everyone wait for you?"
Just as Bai Donglin reached the palace gate, a gloomy-looking man came towards him and started asking a string of sarcastic questions.
"oh."
Ao Pi, the Sixth Prince, was in the same situation as Ao Xiang, but he could not recognize the situation and tried to defy heaven. He was already close to death. Bai Donglin did not even look at him. He just responded casually and walked straight into the hall.
"Humph! Damn it! Ao Xiang, you dare to ignore me, a piece of trash. Just wait, when I ascend the throne of the Dragon Emperor, I will make you suffer a fate worse than death!"
Ao Pi's expression became even gloomier, and anger rose in his heart, but he could do nothing about Ao Xiang, knowing that this eccentric guy was just like that, not much different from a mute, unable to fart for a long time.
"Foolish fellow, do you think you can escape punishment by pretending to be crazy? This is what happened to my father's brothers..."
"Wouldn't it be nice to join forces with me?"
Ao Pi frowned and paced for a while, thinking, then entered the hall.
Not everyone is eligible to attend the birthday party of a ten-realm powerhouse. Apart from those ten-realm powerhouses of the same level, only some emperors, gods and demons who have the hope of breaking through the tenth realm will be invited.
As for Ao Xiang and other dragon princes, they are special cases because the protagonist of this birthday celebration is their direct bloodline ancestor.
"Are all of you here?"
On the dragon throne, the contemporary Dragon Emperor sat majestically, looking around with an indifferent expression.
"Your Majesty, we are all here and can set off at any time!"
Compared to the eccentric Ao Xiang and the gloomy Ao Pi, the eldest prince Ao Meng is much more dignified and generous, and is also the most loved by the Dragon Emperor. No matter in terms of strength or the interest groups he represents, he is incomparable to the other princes.
Bai Donglin glanced sideways and saw through Ao Meng's true colors at a glance. He was at the peak of the Emperor Realm and was almost entering the Emperor Realm. No wonder Ao Xiang chose to endure. The gap was indeed not small.
"very good!"
The Dragon Emperor nodded with satisfaction. The ancestor's billionth birthday was a great joyous event, and he was in a very happy mood, a little less stern than usual.
The Dragon Emperor flipped his hand and took out a golden edict. On the front was a big word "妖" (demon) that looked like a living thing, with divine light shining like fireflies, and dancing slightly.
"The Demon King's decree, reaching the sky and the earth, is activated!"
Buzz——
He pinched the mysterious magic formula with his hand and pointed a finger at the decree. The word "妖" suddenly disintegrated into countless characters and light spots, floating in the void, circling and entwining, slowly forming a golden vortex, deep and far-reaching, connecting with an unknown place.
"Let's go and celebrate our ancestor's birthday!"
The Dragon Emperor smiled, slowly stood up, and stepped into the golden vortex first.
“Yes!”
The other princes and emperor-level strongmen followed closely behind and stepped in one after another.
The little transparent Ao Xiang walked leisurely at the end, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
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The Demon King's Palace is the most powerful treasure of the demon clan. It is said that even ancient artifacts cannot break it.
The Zhenyi Ancient Artifacts are a series of the most powerful treasures known to man. So far, no one has been able to create such powerful treasures.
If the Demon King's Palace was built by a powerful demon, theoretically it could not be compared with ancient artifacts. The reason why it can be compared with ancient artifacts is that it is still an ancient artifact, although it is broken.
These secrets were recorded among the human race, and Bai Donglin also learned relevant information. It was said that the Demon King Palace was originally a dilapidated palace. After it was obtained by the ancestors of the demon race, they collected the most precious "super-realm core" as materials and patched it up, thus creating the current Demon King Palace.
The origin of the ruined palace is unknown, and only half of the word "呙" remains on the plaque.
"Is it Nuwa's residence, the Nuwa Palace?"
Passing through the golden vortex passage, the Dragon Emperor and other monsters arrived at the square outside the Monster Palace. Bai Donglin looked up and saw the half of the font that was still preserved.
Naturally, as his mind worked, he associated the word "呙" with the word "娲". The most important thing was that he saw the shadow of the text from his previous life in this half of the ancient and mysterious character.
"What a great battle! Even the saint Nuwa was forced to this extent..."
Bai Donglin closed his eyes slightly to hide his flickering gaze. This world was not the only one among all the worlds in the universe, and a horrific war with a wide range of impacts had taken place in this world. These were the information he had confirmed.
Even the Jade Disc of Creation was broken, so there was another broken Wa Palace. Isn't this normal ?
The extremely heavy gate of the Demon King's Palace slowly opened a crack. Although it was just a crack, it was huge compared to the Demon King's Palace itself. According to Bai Donglin's estimation, this crack was as large as one trillion kilometers. Even if a few star realms were thrown in, it could be easily passed through.
Through the gap, the Dragon Emperor and other monsters clearly felt that there were supreme gazes falling on them. Their expressions suddenly became serious and a little restrained.
"Come in, everyone."
The vicissitudes of life sounded in the hearts of the monsters, as if spanning endless years.
"Thank you, ancestor!"
The demons responded hastily, stepped onto a golden bridge of light, and were led through the gap into the hall in an instant.
Bai Donglin behaved extremely naturally and did not reveal any flaws even when glanced at by several people in the Tenth Realm.
The sixth realm's true will is a supreme realm that most of the ten realms have never reached. Coupled with the assistance of "control" and "dust", it is easy to hide from ordinary peeping means.
The main hall inside the Demon King's Palace was extremely vast, like a universe. It was not much different from the central temple in the human race's outer world that Bai Donglin had seen.
Bai Donglin and other monsters including the Dragon Emperor walked in the hall, looking as small as dust.
In their perception, there were huge thrones suspended in the highest part of the void, and on top of them were figures with powerful auras. They were surrounded by divine light, so they could not be seen clearly, and the demons did not dare to look at them, as that would be too rude.
"No hurry, no hurry, it's not the time to take action yet..."
Bai Donglin's eyes were dim, without showing any emotional fluctuations. Although there were many powerful people in the Tenth Realm here, he had never come into contact with the Netherworld Candle Dragon and did not recognize the other party's breath.
It is still uncertain whether the Nether Candle Dragon is here. If he is, it would be the best, which would save him a lot of effort.
(End of this chapter)