CHAPTER 398: CHAPTER 263: DIVISION TRANSPORT PLATFORM OPENS! TALENTS GATHER! DARKNESS DESCENDS!_2

"Hmph! I’ve heard that the old Great Peng King sacrificed his life to help you refine your entire bloodline and fully ascend to the Ancient Heavenly Peng!"

"I just wonder how much of the Heavenly Peng’s skills you’ve learned!"

’Yao Yue’s’ silver eyes flickered with killing intent, a giant wolf’s phantom slowly rising behind him.

The Little Peng King did not speak, merely looking at the other party with calm, his golden pupils burning with fiery gold brilliance.

And just as the two of them were about to confront each other.

Two figures slowly walked towards the demon court, their bodies enveloped in fiery golden flames, illuminating the heavens like a great sun.

"Greetings to His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"

Upon seeing the lead figure, even the Four Great Demon Kings had to bow down in respect.

The Demon Race reveres bloodlines above all.

Currently, the strongest bloodline in the Demon Race belongs to the Golden Crow lineage of the Demon Emperor.

Even though the Golden Crow bloodline is not entirely pure, it far surpasses that of other races.

The vast demon crowd all bowed, yet only the Little Peng King remained with an upright spine, directly facing his opponent.

In the past, he naturally couldn’t do so.

But now, he is the Ancient Heavenly Peng!

Even the current Demon Emperor cannot bear for him to bow!

"So, the Golden-Winged Peng clan has produced an unparalleled prodigy."

The Demon Emperor, not young anymore, with his golden-red long hair appearing somewhat dull.

He didn’t get angry at the Little Peng King’s direct gaze, only nodding at him slightly.

In terms of bloodline status, the Little Peng King was even stronger than him.

"The Fate Division Platform has opened, and I’ve gathered you all here for just one thing."

The Demon Emperor’s eyes swept across all directions, his domineering voice echoing throughout the heavens, "Our Demon Race is in no way weaker than the Human Race."

"Why is it that the Human Race occupies eight Celestial Platforms and only gives one to our Demon Race?"

"In this prosperous era, I want you to secure the Demon Race’s Celestial Platform while seizing half of the Human Race’s Celestial Platforms!"

As this glorious age arrives, countless prodigies are emerging in the Demon Race.

These prodigies are the Demon Emperor’s greatest confidence.

This time, he intends to share the world equally with the Human Race!

"Hahaha, it should have been this way long ago!"

Earth Ancestor Bear laughed heartily, looking at his clan, "Brave ones, do you have the confidence?"

The young members of the Ancestor Bear’s lineage were all pounding their chests, shouting deafeningly,

"Victory is assured!"

The other three royal clans were no weaker, collectively laughing and vociferously agreeing.

The Demon Emperor nodded in satisfaction, and after a slight hesitation, he slowly spoke:

"I’ve investigated the matter of the Human Imperial Tomb for a long time, and there is a key figure named Su Changqing."

"This person has the ability to obscure the heavenly mechanism, making it difficult for cultivators across the continent to find him."

"If you encounter him at the Fate Division Platform this time, capture his divine sense!"

"I have a Secret Technique, already passed on to Yu’er, which can be planted in his divine sense to locate him."

The emergence of the Imperial Tomb is also taken very seriously by the Demon Race.

Nobody wants to miss such top-tier opportunities and fortunes in the world.

"Rest assured, Father Emperor, I will capture him myself when the time comes!"

’Holy Feather’ is the Demon Emperor’s youngest daughter, with golden-red long hair, a tall and slender figure, and her body engulfed in fiery golden flames.

Her aura was very similar to the Little Peng King’s, born with pride.

"You are not his match."

Before the Demon Emperor could speak, the Little Peng King calmly interjected.

"I can’t match a Human?"

Holy Feather looked coldly at the Little Peng King.

"Because I was defeated." The Little Peng King stated calmly.

"That was you, I will never lose!"

Holy Feather lifted her head slightly, revealing her proud and fair neck, as if looking down on the Little Peng King.

The Little Peng King furrowed his brow slightly at this but unusually did not confront ’Yao Guang’ earlier as he had.

"Forget it, let’s see if I can assist her at that time..."

The Little Peng King glanced at the woman proud like the sun, remaining silent.

The Great Peng King looked at his son in surprise, his eyes showing a thoughtful expression.

The Demon Emperor, not paying any heed, clearly instructed before shouting loudly,

"I will protect you here, waiting for your triumphant return!"

"Yes!"

With a thunderous shout resounding, countless demons sat cross-legged.

Countless divine senses soared skyward, covering the heavens, stepping onto the celestial platforms.

...

As the Fate Division Platform opened, the Human Race, the Demon Race, and various forces from around the world ascended one after another.

But unbeknownst to them, a terrifying force was also gathering in the Dark Forbidden Area at this moment.

Southern Domain, within the Chaotic Forbidden Area.

As the strongest forbidden zone on the continent, it now gathered the divine cultivators from all areas of the continent.

The sheer number, even when compared to the Demon Race, was not any less, and perhaps even more.

And at the forefront of these people were twenty immortal prodigies who had returned from the Outer Domain!

The lowest degree of dark transformation among these twenty was seventy percent.

The strongest even reached ninety percent, just a step away from becoming a true demon.

"We people here are enough to overthrow everyone of the Human Race and the Demon Race."

One prodigy from the Outer Domain looked up at the sky and grinned.

"Naturally."

Another laughed heartily and said, "With our bloodlines, who at the divine realm can kill us?"

"Even if an Emperor Body appears, we could grind them to death!"

This statement brought bursts of laughter from those present, like a dance of demons, darkness permeating.

"Why hasn’t Tong Lin from the Blood Evil Forbidden Area come?"

In the Chaotic Forbidden Area, Wu Xiu, who had once met Su Nan, frowned and looked towards the crowd.

There should be twenty-one prodigies returned from the Outer Domain, but now one was missing.

"Missing one is missing one."

One prodigy from the Outer Domain, with a blood sword engraved on his forehead, spoke indifferently, "Just an inheritor of the worthless Black Snake Totem."

"One more doesn’t add much, one less doesn’t subtract much."

Wu Xiu nodded in agreement and laughed, "Amir, you are right."

"With you here, even the Emperor Body must retreat."

Amir, like Wu Xiu, hailed from the Chaotic Forbidden Area.

But Amir’s degree of dark transformation was stronger, just one step away from a complete bloodline transformation to become a pure demon.

At the divine realm, even an Emperor Body is no match for this one!

Amir’s inheritance is the ’Blood Prison Sword Demon,’ ranked among the top one hundred of the Three Thousand Demon Gods.

Continental cultivators may not comprehend the value of this inheritance position.

But in the Outer Domain, not to mention being in the top one hundred of the Three Thousand Demon Gods, even being within the top thousand qualifies one as a top prodigy!

With such combat power, combined with the dark immortal will, even a revived Great Emperor at the same realm would not be a match!

"Amir, now that the Fortune Platform has opened, when shall we act?" Wu Xiu asked.

With Amir’s status, he shouldn’t have needed to come to the continent personally.

But the matter of the Fortune Platform was incredibly important, so someone from the Outer Domain was worried and sent Amir here.

And the Master of Chaos was happy to oblige, leaving everything to Amir.

At this moment, after hearing Wu Xiu’s question, everyone’s gaze turned towards Amir.

"No rush, this time the Heavenly Dao permits a demon to have a Dao platform, and it will certainly appear."

Amir looked up at the sky and said with a faint smile,

"The Human Race and the Demon Race are not harmonious; let them fight among themselves first. We can act afterwards."

Someone beside him, puzzled, asked, "Master, our forces can easily storm two Dao platforms."

"Going up now and occupying two Dao platforms would be more secure, wouldn’t it?"

There were instructions from above that during this time at the Fortune Platform, they must occupy two Dao platforms; that was the baseline.

"Two Dao platforms?"

Amir smiled hearing this, his eyes filled with wild ambition:

"You don’t understand, the Demon Gods spent extensive efforts to seize this Fortune Platform and the qualification to enter the Emperor’s Path."

"This time the Fortune Platform is different from the past; whoever ascends will receive a supreme and terrifying inheritance!"

"The value of that inheritance is no less than my Blood Prison Sword Demon."

Those present were shocked upon hearing this.

No less than the Blood Prison Sword Demon?

Would that not place it among the top one hundred of the Three Thousand Demon Gods?

No one spoke at this moment; their eyes burned with boundless greed and desire.

"Now you understand why I am not acting directly."

Amir noticed the reactions and chuckled softly, looking up towards the sky,

"Those inheritances are the possessions of our Demon God masters, how can they be made available to the Human Race."

"Two Dao platforms? We aim to occupy at least half this time!"

With those words, he looked at the Fortune Platform, where beings were gradually gathering, and sneered:

"After the blood battle between the Human and Demon Races, it will be our turn to appear!"

"By then, how can the heavily damaged races resist us?"

Hearing this, those present erupted in laughter, boundless darkness enveloping the world.

At this time, in the depths of the forbidden zone, unseen by others, a burly man stood quietly under the sky.

His grip on the long spear was so tight that his knuckles turned white, and a faint killing intent emitted from around him.

Listening to Amir and the others’ plan, he slowly looked up at the sky, muttering to himself,

"I told you, if you don’t believe..."

"The continent is in peril!"