Yet, Duan Fengbuer was truly a significant help. His way of seizing attention through his own battles was different from others, and this incident would still prove beneficial for his future.

"Speaking of which..." Duan Fengbuer paid no mind to Chekefulite’s attitude, "Can someone tell me exactly what is going on? What kind of formidable status do we possess, yet we are being attacked by the Demon Race while still on their territory?"

"That's a demon under the command of the Seventh... Lucifer Liushui looked at the coke-like Lucifer Zhifeng, "He is hailed as one of the most outstanding Demon Princes, commanding the Four Demon Generals, the Seven Cold Killers, and a host of other demons."

"Lucifer Zhenshi?... Mune Zhence nodded slowly, "I've heard of his name too. He is supposedly the most likely candidate to replace the Crown Prince. If that's the case, it explains everything perfectly. If the Crown Prince has allied with Qian Jin, then it's natural for Lucifer Zhenshi to want Qian Jin dead."

Qian Jin nodded lightly, feeling there was some sense to it, yet always sensing it wouldn't be that simple.

"Say, how about we move to another location?" Duan Fengbuer suggested, "In case they have reinforcements..."

Lucifer Liushui nodded and walked toward the distant carriage. The preceding magical force had been quite concentrated and violent; it hadn't dispersed too widely, or the carriage might not have survived at all.

The group helped each other into the carriage. Qian Jin retrieved various healing salves from his Dou Realm and applied them to everyone. The carriage slowly began to move forward, its silhouette gradually vanishing from the battlefield.

Crack... crack... The outer skin of the corpse of the Lucifer bloodline Martial Artist, which had been blasted into coke and which Qian Jin deemed utterly worthless, began to peel away. The black, charred shell fell off, revealing the scarlet flame of Dou Qi surging within Lucifer Zhifeng's body.

Lucifer Zhifeng managed to push himself up with his hands, turning to gaze at the sky, a smile of unprecedented happiness blooming on his face—he hadn't died! He had actually survived that explosion through sheer luck!

That's right! He had truly been on the brink of death moments before, but at that crucial juncture, he had unexpectedly awakened a new bloodline power—a rare bloodline power inherited from his maternal grandmother's family: the Phoenix Bloodline!

The "Phoenix Bloodline Power" wasn't true immortality, but rather an incredibly tenacious life force. If one could survive, it became much easier to grow stronger.

This was a genuinely terrifying bloodline power, but its chance of awakening was exceedingly slim; nowadays, the Phoenix Bloodline Power almost no longer existed.

"Dual bloodline... Heh heh... Hahahaha..." Lucifer Zhifeng burst into laughter, "Besides His Majesty the Great Demon King, no other person or demon in this era possesses a dual bloodline! I, Lucifer Zhifeng, also possess dual bloodline power! What does this signify? It signifies that the next Great Demon King should be me! Me... it must be me."

Lucifer Zhifeng managed to push himself up by bracing one hand on his knee, swaying slightly as he looked toward the direction of the Fallen City. "Lucifer Zhenshi, from this day forward, I, Zhifeng, am no longer your subordinate. Although I am not born of the orthodox royal line, my grandfather was indeed of the orthodox royal blood, and I, too, have the right to contend for the power of this generation's Great Demon King! Dual bloodline! And one of them is the Phoenix Bloodline Power... Hahaha... Hahahaha... I must be the sovereign designated by the Stars!"

"Exactly! Since I can possess dual bloodline power, then I can certainly achieve Ultimate Bloodline Awakening!" Lucifer Zhifeng grinned arrogantly, clenching his fist so hard that the very air around him exploded. "I will be the only dual-bloodline warrior among those who achieve Ultimate Bloodline Awakening! I will be the strongest existence!"

"To think that Qian Jin is actually Jiliu Feijing," Lucifer Zhifeng murmured, looking in the direction where Qian Jin had vanished. "I will not share this piece of news with anyone. Such valuable information—I need to have a serious discussion with that human. I heard he can concoct potions to awaken bloodline power; the fact that Serpent Emperor Pan Hongji acknowledged him suggests he's reliable! I need more awakenings..."

"Need more awakenings..." Qian Jin looked gently at Duan Fengbuer, who was meditating to consolidate and digest his power, and muttered softly, "If only I could find a potion that allows everyone to awaken their power..."

Chekefulite simply smiled without opening his eyes. His eyes had been used excessively during the recent battle. Even now, with ice packs placed upon them, he couldn't feel any coolness; it was still as if burning flames were scorching them.

Qian Jin watched Chekefulite in silence. How could that weakness in his eyes be removed? If Commander Che hadn't exerted enough pressure on Lucifer Zhifeng earlier, preventing that stronger Soul Martial Artist from intervening, none of them would have survived.

The sound of wheezing continued from Mune Zhence's nostrils; the man had already exhausted himself into sleep. The magic device blowing wind over his hair, however, did not cease its function.

Asleep! He still had to maintain his composure! Qian Jin shook his head lightly, utterly speechless. This prince's vanity was truly ingrained to the bone.

Qian Jin closed his eyes, immersing himself in the refining of his Dou Seals. This single battle had nearly destroyed all his Dou Seals. Now, apart from the Ascending Peak Eighteen Hammers, the Thunder Submersion Technique, and the automatically reconstructing soul technique, the Iron Mantis Bloodline Technique, all other skills and Dou Seals were ruined.

Re-cultivate! Qian Jin had never realized that one day he would be so destitute regarding Dou Seals. The three Earth Core Dou Hearts spun slowly; the Dou Seal for the Supreme Void Soul Technique was placed at the top of the recovery sequence. This technique was essential for fighting opponents above his level; without this means, Qian Jin's combat strength would drop by at least fifty percent.

What is this? As Qian Jin was condensing his Dou Skills, he discovered that within the Golden Dou Heart condensed from Wind Cloud Dou Qi, there was a mass that seemed like an unsolvable tangle of Dou Sequences. They writhed on their own as if alive, resembling tens of millions of worms interwoven, making it difficult to distinguish one from another.

Chaos! Qian Jin had never seen such a disordered arrangement of Dou Sequences. They seemed to be organizing themselves, yet simultaneously appeared to require human guidance to find order.

What is this thing? Qian Jin was curious. He had indeed learned many Dou Skills, but he had never encountered such a bizarre technique; at the very least, he couldn't identify what it was.

When did this appear here? Qian Jin suddenly realized he had absolutely no idea when this messy cluster of sequences had materialized inside his Dou Heart.

Will this thing suddenly erupt? Qian Jin felt a touch of worry. Although he didn't know what it was, judging by the complexity of the Dou Qi arrangement, it might only be comparable to the Ascending Peak Eighteen Hammers, being even more convoluted than the sequences of the Supreme Void Soul Technique.

If this thing were just left there, it wouldn't matter. But if it suddenly shattered—even an incomplete Dou Seal, something this intricate suddenly breaking apart—it would cause considerable trouble.

Should he test it with the flames from the Earth Fire Heart? Qian Jin abandoned this risky idea. As soon as the thought occurred to him, that tangled mass of sequences seemed to emit a sense of vigilance.

First, recover the Supreme Void Soul Technique and the Wind Cloud Golden Body! Qian Jin cast aside all other distractions and began the reconstruction of his Dou Seals. In the previous battle, he had pushed everything he could; if he hadn't sensed that his Dou Meridian at the time couldn't withstand further shattering from the Ascending Peak Eighteen Hammers, he might have even expelled the sequences of the Hammers.

A city, for many humans and demons, symbolizes safety.

The great name of Jiliu Feijing had already swept across the entire Demon lands. Demon City Lords in various regions knew the route Qian Jin was taking and whether he would pass through their cities.

When Qian Jin’s carriage was still dozens of miles from the city, large contingents of the Demon military, led personally by the City Lord, were already assembled to welcome him.

Now, everyone knew that currying favor with this Master Jiliu Feijing, the current President of the Blacksmith General Union and the Inscription General Union, would lead to immense progress for their families!

The Demon Race had always been fractured, never obeying the directives of the General Unions regarding the local Blacksmith Unions and Inscription Unions. Now, they were universally declaring their firm submission to the arrangements made by Master Jiliu Feijing, the President General.

The leaders of the local Blacksmith Unions and Inscription Unions in all regions were rushing day and night toward the Fallen City, determined to arrive before Master Jiliu Feijing did, so they could greet this young, half-breed demon who could lead them toward prosperity.

Large formations of heavily armored demon troops, accompanied by hundreds of mages gripping expensive, precious magic staffs, surrounded Qian Jin’s carriage—a spectacle certainly no less grand than the Great Demon King’s procession. Any assassination attempt would be incredibly difficult.

The aged Lord of Tengge City sighed as he watched the vast procession. A large portion of these assembled forces was not under his direct command as City Lord but composed of the city’s Martial Artist Guild, Mage Guild, and various other factions forming the welcoming party.

Currently, the entire Blacksmith Union and Inscription Union within the Lucifer Dynasty were under the control of one demon—a being on the level of a true Great Demon Artifact. Once he completely took control of the two great unions in the Fallen City and accepted the homage of the guild leaders from all regions, he would truly ascend to the status of a top-tier power within the Demon Race. The patriarchs of various great families would not dare look down upon him, and as long as he committed no acts of treason against the Lucifer Dynasty, even His Majesty the Great Demon King would treat him with sufficient courtesy.

Such a demon—if they didn't flatter him now, it would be much harder to do so later!

Mune Zhence swayed his fan, glancing around. The treatment Qian Jin was receiving today would be mirrored when he returned to the Zhence Dynasty.

Previously, Qian Jin’s reputation wasn't established enough. Even after reaching a certain realm, the higher echelons of the Zhence Dynasty wouldn't grant him top-tier attention due to the lack of external pressure.

Now, the various deeds performed by the so-called Jiliu Feijing within the Lucifer Dynasty would create counter-pressure returning to the Zhence Dynasty. Qian Jin would be forced into the spotlight, and the common citizens would also long for the appearance of such an ordinary national hero.