This was indeed a chance to take away the Heavenly Alliance's holy relic.
However, it was too risky. Luohou Wang did not know when he would return.
If the group of Sovereign Personage guards delayed him for even a moment, he would be in big trouble.
After thinking for a while, Xiao Chen chose to give up. He changed the topic and started chatting with Luohou Yun.
After a while, Luohou Wang and the two accompanying Sovereign Emperors rushed back. Xiao Chen rejoiced that he had not chosen to make a move.
"The situation is not good. There are really many experts."
Luohou Wang and the two Sovereign Emperors discussed the situation. They frowned heavily and did not look optimistic.
"Unexpectedly, the Rakshasa Race and the Yaksha Race are here. However, fortunately, we did not expose ourselves."
Luohou Wang revealed a faint smile as confidence flashed in his eyes. "As long as the other three Asura Kings do not come, this ancient Demonic Sovereign's True God Flame will most likely be mine."
Xiao Chen felt somewhat suspicious when he heard that. Luohou Wang should not have much desire for the True God Flame.
The most valuable thing about the True God Flame was the expert's inheritance it contained. Furthermore, Luohou Wang already possessed the strength of a 3-Vein Sovereign Emperor.
If Luohou Wang received another inheritance, it would be hard to guarantee that it would not conflict with the Luohou Clan's original inheritance.
At that time, Luohou Wang would have to make a decision about whether to give up on his cultivation or not.
The gains might not make up for the losses. Moreover, he was already old enough. It was hard to say if he would have enough time to cultivate a new inheritance.
Or rather, Luohou Wang would only be able to accomplish this much in his lifetime. At best, he would be a 6-Vein Sovereign Emperor.
Obtaining the True God Flame would be a waste, unable to bring out its greatest value.
Of course, perhaps Luohou Wang only cared about the Divine Might and Soul Energy contained in the True God Flame, which could strengthen and strengthen his Divine Seal.
However, was there a need to take such a huge risk just to strengthen his Divine Seal?
Luohou Wang only brought two Sovereign Emperors. Clearly, he wanted to make a sudden move, taking out the True God Flame without startling the other three Asura Kings.
Xiao Chen looked around and fixed his gaze on Luohou Yun. Then, his eyes lit up.
Suddenly, he understood something. If he left the True God Flame's inheritance to Luohou Yun, everything would be different.
Luohou Yun was young, no more than twenty years old, but he was already a Star Venerate.
Talent, comprehension ability, and bloodline went without saying. If he could obtain this great opportunity, it would be like ascending to the heavens in a single step, and his future would be limitless.
No wonder Luohou Wang dared to take the risk of bringing only two Sovereign Emperors, traveling light.
"Mr. Xiao, take this."
As Luohou Wang's thoughts wandered, he took out a black talisman and handed it to Xiao Chen. "This is for hiding. We will be heading to where the ancient Demonic Sovereign's corpse is in four hours. Are the people of the Xuewu Dynasty already impatient and are about to make a move?"
"Xuewu Dynasty?"
"Yes, this group of people seems to be determined to obtain the corpse of the Ancient Demon Monarch. However, since the corpse has appeared in the Ninth Underworld, this group of demonic cultivators is destined to be one-sided."
When Xiao Chen heard this, he was slightly startled. He looked into the distance, where the ancient demonic monarch's monstrous divine might condensed into a majestic figure. Was he finally going to get close?
Although Xiao Chen had been in the Final Blood Battlefield for a long time, he had not truly gotten close to the Demonic Sovereign's corpse.
"At that time, there is no need for Mr. Xiao to make a move. Mr. Xiao just needs to protect my son," Luohou Wang said seriously as he looked at Xiao Chen.
Luohou Yun smiled and said, "Father, go in peace. With Senior Xiao around, I will definitely not be in any danger."
Luohou Yun was very confident in Xiao Chen. He was even more confident in his father.
Be it his father or Xiao Chen, they were both unrivaled existences in Luohou Yun's heart.
This little fellow simply does not understand the gravity of the matter.
Luohou Wang looked at Luohou Yun with doting eyes. This time, he took the risk because of Luohou Yun.
Luohou Wang wanted to give Luohou Yun a future that surpassed that of the Asura King and the Asura Race.
"Let's go."
Xiao Chen activated the black jade strip, and Demonic Qi immediately shrouded his entire body. His aura merged perfectly with the surroundings of the Final Blood Battlefield.
Interesting. This jade strip is really miraculous. Given this, even a Faux God would find it hard to discover them.
At this moment, to others, Xiao Chen's group was like the baleful aura and resentment of the Final Blood Battlefield.
Soon, the group felt the ancient Demonic Sovereign's horrifying might and pressure. Their footsteps slowed.
Xiao Chen frowned slightly. Even in death, this fellow still possesses such Divine Might. How terrifying.
When the group was only five thousand kilometers away, Xiao Chen and the other Sovereign Emperors could already see the ancient Demonic Sovereign's corpse.
This corpse wore scarlet battle armor, and his body was as huge as a small mountain. His eyes glared furiously as black Demonic Qi continuously spread out from his corpse, materializing thousands of mysterious phenomena.
Many overwhelming ferocious beasts materialized by Demonic Qi stood around him, looking like they were alive, inspiring fear.
Many factions stood ten kilometers away from the Demonic Sovereign's corpse amid the Demonic Might, finding it hard to advance.
Luohou Wang whispered to Xiao Chen, "Of these factions, the ones we really pay attention to are the Rakshasa Race, the Yaksha Race, and the Xuewu Dynasty's group. The leaders of the Rakshasa Race and the Yaksha Race are experts under Rakshasa Tian and the Yaksha King. They are 2-Vein Sovereign Emperors. As for the Xuewu Dynasty's group, they seem to be from the Royal Court. If I recall correctly, the leader should be the current dynasty's Eighth Prince.
"As for the others, they are just some stragglers. There is no need to fear them."
Xiao Chen entered deep thought. There seemed to be another strong faction in the surroundings. However, like Luohou Wang and the others, they were all in hiding, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.
As for those stragglers, Xiao Chen felt that something was wrong. With his sharp Spiritual Sense, he noticed that there seemed to be people of the Righteous Dao disguised as demonic cultivators among them.
If Luohou Wang was overly confident and rashly made a move, the consequences might be dire.
However, Xiao Chen did not dare to be certain. If he said it, Luohou Wang would suspect him, so he could only keep it to himself.
At the same time, the various factions made their final preparations, waiting for the Divine Might of the Demonic Sovereign corpse to slowly weaken.
The Rakshasa Race group had two Sovereign Emperors and several heaven-defying Sovereign Personages. They stood ten kilometers away.
The Rakshasa Race cultivators looked at the Demonic Sovereign corpse helplessly, unable to get any closer.
"Lord Feng Xun, we can't get any closer."
The leader was a Sovereign Emperor with two Divine Veins. His family name was Feng Xun, and he possessed horrifying strength. As for the other Sovereign Emperor, his strength was ordinary.
Feng Xun said after some thought, "It looks like we can only think of a way after this Demonic Might weakens. However, it looks like the Xuewu Dynasty's people have other plans."
A Sovereign Emperor at the side nodded and said, "They might have a holy tool that can break the Demonic Might. However, they do not seem confident, so they have not made a move yet."
After some thought, Feng Xun said, "Let's see how capable this group of demonic cultivators of the Xuewu Dynasty are."
On the other side, the two Yaksha Race Sovereign Emperors also looked at the Xuewu Dynasty's group.
Not only that, but the rogue cultivators wandering nearby and the factions hiding in the dark also looked at the group of people.
Back then, Xiao Chen blinded the Xuewu Dynasty's Eighth Prince Li Yun in the Desolate Sea's Azure Mountain Town, forcing him to flee in a sorry state.
Now, Li Yun's eyes had recovered. Not only that, but he was also a Sovereign Emperor.
Li Yun must have cultivated in a secret realm in the Demonic Dao Hall. Otherwise, his cultivation would not have increased so quickly. This time, he probably intended to take away the Demonic Sovereign corpse and make a comeback.
"Senior Tang, are the holy tools not ready yet?"
The Eighth Prince Li Yun stood ten kilometers away, showing a somewhat crazed expression as he looked at the Demonic Sovereign corpse.
The Eighth Prince could feel the gazes of many Sovereign Emperors on his group. He smiled coldly in his heart, not minding it.
Although the Abyssal Underworld Sovereign Emperors of the various races did not get along, they were still people of the Abyssal Underworld.
But in any case, they were all from the Netherworld. If they were to fight, it was obvious that they would first get rid of this group of Demonic Cultivators.
The Eighth Prince had already thought of this before coming, so he did not panic.
"Your Highness, it is not time yet. We are not completely confident yet. The holy tools can be used at any time. However … "
Li Yun asked sullenly, "However what?"
"This old man is still somewhat worried about whether Yan Cangming's group is reliable or not."
The Eighth Prince Li Yun smiled and said, "There's no need to worry. Even in his dreams, this fellow wants the Flood Dragon Humans to have a foothold. I gave him a conferred land, a conferred land in the Central Great Realm. There is no way he could reject it. "
"In that case, this old man can rest assured. We can use the holy tools at any time with Your Highness's command."
Li Yun scanned the surroundings indifferently, finally locking his gaze on the Demon Monarch's corpse, regardless of how many people were hiding in the dark.
He did not care what the Rakshasa Race and Yaksha Race experts thought.
As long as he used the holy tools, everything about this ancient Demonic Sovereign would belong to him, Li Yun.
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