Traveling through the heavens starting from the prequel of Lotus Lantern

One year later, in the Phantom Wave Pool.

Two men who looked exactly the same sat cross-legged across each other.

Suddenly, a piece of skin fell from the cheek of one of the men, but there was no trace of blood. As the fragment turned into dust in the air, a black hole appeared eerily on his face.

Immediately afterwards, fragments continued to fall from the man's face, until he got out of hand and his whole body began to shatter. In the blink of an eye, the man turned into fly ash and disappeared without a trace.

I don’t know how much time passed, but two dark and deep eyes flashed across, and a long sigh sounded in the Phantom Wave Pond:

"After all, I have refined myself again."

Yang Jiao sat silently and circulated the Heavenly Demon Holy Armor Sutra in his body.

Sure enough, with the natural geographical location, his own experience and the seven generations of resentment accumulated in his true body, as well as the cultivation skills he had just absorbed into the body of the demon, the Demonic Holy Armor Scripture has finally reached the eighth level.

As for the technique of slashing the sky and drawing the sword, after a year, he continued to adjust and adapt to his seventh-generation demonic body, and returned to the seventh level.

After that, all it takes is a life-and-death grind or battle to break through the eighth level.

Seeing that he had achieved his purpose, Yang Jiao no longer hesitated, stood up, removed the barrier he had set before, and quietly returned to the secret room where he had been in seclusion.

"Boom boom boom!"

Within a few breaths, the door to the secret room was opened by Yang Jiao, and then he looked like he had made a breakthrough with his magic power, and his aura rose up unbridled.

When the guards not far outside the secret room saw this, they quickly came forward to meet them and congratulated them together:

"Congratulations to the Holy Lord for your great achievement in demonic power."

"No courtesy." Yang Jiao ordered indifferently:

"I went to pass on this holy king's oral instructions, but there is no chance of summoning the mirror. The four sages of the Demon Palace and all the demons in the Yin and Moon Demon Palace went to the open-air hall to wait."

"yes."

The open-air hall is vast and boundless. There is no shelter in the hall, but there is only a deep and thick demonic power that scares countless demons.

This is caused by the sage kings of past dynasties unintentionally infecting people with their own demonic powers day after day and year after year.

In less than a quarter of an hour, countless monsters in the Yin-Moon Demon Palace swarmed to the open-air hall.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely lively and fiery. The guards who came to deliver the order had informed them of the news that Yang Jiao had come out of seclusion and had further improved his magic skills.

The Saint King of the Yin Yue Dynasty and thousands of monsters and monsters are one body, and they both prosper and suffer.

Now that the Holy Lord has advanced further in cultivation, doesn't it mean that they are one step closer to destroying the Xuanxin Zect and conquering the human world.

In an instant, a monstrous demonic energy that was both familiar and unfamiliar to countless demons approached, causing all kinds of demons in the hall to become silent for an instant, and they all stood in their respective positions very consciously.

I saw that the topmost position of the main hall was separated from the empty ground by three rooftops.

The highest one is the throne of the Holy King, and standing on the second rooftop is a middle-aged elegant scholar wearing a white robe.

It was the teacher who taught Yang Jiao the way of kingship and various magic swordsmanship since childhood, Jing Wuyuan.

Because the four sages of the previous generation died young, they are also the teachers of the four sages of the current generation.

Below are the four sages of the Demon Palace who have fulfilled their duties over the past year.

At this moment, on the high three-tiered rooftop, in the throne room.

A young man wearing a black cloak and a white leather vest, with long curly hair shawl, looked indifferently towards the audience with the posture of a big horse and a golden sword.

"See the Holy King."

Thousands of demons all bowed respectfully to meet him.

"All ministers are exempt from courtesy."

All the demons stood up and waited for orders.

Yang Jiao looked at the seemingly endless demons in the audience with satisfaction. They were worthy of being the most elite beings in the Yinyue Dynasty. Their faces were solemn, and they followed orders and prohibitions without any of the laxity that is typical of demons and monsters.

He looked at His Highness's demon in silence for a long time, just when all the demons were doubtful.

Yang Jiao's deep and magnetic voice came:

"I once heard an anecdote about the beauty of trees in the forest, but the wind will destroy them."

"When it comes to wandering around in the world, the most taboo thing is to stand out too much. If you are too bad, someone will come to destroy you. If you are too cowardly, someone will step on you."

"If you are too good or too strong, some people will still worry about you. They will suppress you and alienate you. Only if you are similar to them will they accept you with peace of mind."

As Yang Jiao followed the path, all the monsters felt a strange feeling of empathy emerging in their hearts.

This is not talking about the world of rivers and lakes in the human world, but it is clearly talking about the demons in the devil's path.

Yes, it’s not just that we monsters are too out there and different, so we are rejected and alienated by mortals, and we are also suppressed and killed by so-called righteous people.

"So in the world, the people who live the most carefree are the masters who know how to disguise themselves as others."

"I wonder if you all agree." Yang Jiao asked calmly.

"What is the most carefree? It's just a person who lives an idle life and is afraid of death." A clear and cold voice sounded, and Shura said.

The evil dragon nodded when he heard this:

"Yes, I am born between heaven and earth. How can I be cowardly and do the things of villains? It will only lead to death. I should act cheerfully so that my life will not be in vain."

The other two sages and the demons below all expressed their agreement.

At this moment, Jing Wuyuan felt a little strange in his heart. His ideal of realizing the coexistence of humans and demons that had been hidden deep in his heart had a chance of success if he adopted such a method.

However, judging from the words and deeds of all the demons at the scene, it is simply impossible for them to do this.

Unless there is an invincible being who can overwhelm them.

Thinking about this, Jing Wu couldn't help but look at Yang Jiao on the high platform with bright eyes.

When Yang Jiao heard what the demons said, he neither agreed nor objected. Instead, he said slowly and expressionlessly:

"Eighteen years ago during the war between good and evil, the Six Paths Saint Lord was killed by Xuan Xin Zhengzong in order to regain the seven generations of enemies and prosper our Yin Yue Dynasty. And because Xuan Xin Zhengzong's Saint of the Three Realms can understand the world's evil energy with just one thought."

"Our Yin Yue Dynasty has completely closed the Xuanyin Demon Gate leading to the human world, and has not lived in the human world for eighteen years."

"What the purpose is, of course, is to enter the human world, destroy the Xuanxin Sect, and unify the three realms."

"From now on, let us be like human beings, living a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. We can also have our own families. At dusk on cold nights, we can hold our own children, tell stories, and gossip about everyday things. .”

When Yang Jiao said this, his tone suddenly turned cold:

"But it's a pity that the right way kills demons and demons, and the hatred and fear of mortals makes there no place for us in the world."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't have to live in this cave world created with great magic power."

When Yang Jiao said this, all the demons present showed embarrassment, with hatred and resentment mixed in their eyes. Of course, they were more angry and aggrieved.

Yang Jiao, who was on the throne, stood up suddenly, looked around, and said impassionedly:

"So, as aliens, we have no right to choose."

"Or, the whole family will die!"

"Either, the Demon Lord of the Three Realms!"

When all the demons heard this, their blood surged up. Yes, this was the happy life for their demons.

Now the extremely domineering Yang Jiao on the throne has directly transformed into the Holy Lord of the Demon Palace that they are most looking forward to and satisfied with.

The four sages of the Demon Palace could not help but take the lead in shouting in agreement:

"Demon Lord of the Three Realms!"

Then all the demons in the hall said loudly:

"Demon Lord of the Three Realms!"

Yang Jiao waved his hand back, and the hall immediately fell silent.

"From now on, I, the Holy Lord, will be united with you all. Two years from now, when the Heavenly Demon Chongqi Sha comes, it will be the time when our Yin Yue Dynasty will become great again."

Yang Jiao said loudly to the audience with a solemn face:

"Make the Yinyue Dynasty great again."

It has to be said that Yang Jiao at this moment has a strange magical power that makes all monsters intoxicated.

They believed extremely that the man on the throne, whom they regarded as a holy king, had absolute strength and could fulfill what he promised today.

Even Jing Wuyuan couldn't help but be deeply affected. He shook the ideal that was like a loft in the sky in his heart. He looked at Yang Jiao above and sighed with relief:

"grown up."

The corners of his mouth curved in an arc that he didn't even notice, and then, along with all the monsters, he shouted:

"Make the Yinyue Dynasty great again!"