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"Zhifeng..."

"Seventh Prince." Lucifer Zhifeng turned back to face Zhenshi, a confident smile gracing his lips: "Thank you for looking after me all this time, but I no longer wish to be your subordinate. My surname is also Lucifer. The late Great Demon Kings established a rule long ago: anyone surnamed Lucifer has the right to contend for the throne of the Great Demon King."

"You..."

A surge of shame, anger, and hatred washed over Lucifer Zhenshi’s stern face. To choose this moment to depart clearly meant he intended to step over Zhenshi to rise!

"You're courting death!" Behind Lucifer Zhenshi’s head, the Great Wind moved without a breeze. The surging power of his Fallen Angel bloodline awakened within him, and a pair of perfect, black Fallen Angel wings unfurled completely. The towering, handsome Fallen Angel Battle Soul shot straight toward the heavens!

Tenth-level Battle Soul! A peak-tier Battle Soul! The gathered demons had no time to marvel at the Seventh Prince’s strength before two lines of black, scorching Destruction Rays, capable of annihilating everything, erupted from his pupils! Their power was dozens of times greater than Lucifer Liushui's Demonic Eyes of Destruction!

"You think you're the only one?"

Lucifer Zhifeng's body changed rapidly as he activated his Fallen Angel bloodline power. A complete pair of black Fallen Angel wings also burst forth, his Seventh-level Battle Soul erupting from his body. A pair of Demonic Eyes of Destruction spat out powerful destruction beams that collided head-on with Zhenshi’s rays.

The searing beams exploded in the air. Lucifer Zhenshi staggered slightly, his wings spreading wide as he pursued the retreating Lucifer Zhifeng, his slender five fingers spread, pressing down from the void.

"You think I fear you?" Lucifer Zhifeng thrust both arms upward, intercepting Zhenshi’s strike. He spat out wisps of fresh blood as he was sent flying backward, the Fallen Angel warriors instantly scattered!

Lucifer Zhenshi’s mouth curled into a cold sneer. He flipped his wrist and lunged forward again. Without the support of the bloodline battle-form, the Fallen Angel warriors were nothing...

Boom! Scorching flames suddenly rose from Lucifer Zhifeng's body. His form seemed to be composed entirely of fire, and behind him, the cry of a bird heralded the appearance of a colossal firebird! The legendary Phoenix!

Dual bloodline power! Lucifer Zhenshi froze for a split second. The residual force that had struck Zhifeng was entirely incinerated by the power of the Phoenix bloodline, and his Fallen Angel bloodline battle-form reappeared on his body.

Dual bloodlines! Qian Jin's eyelid twitched, and the expressions of the other demons shifted variously.

Legend had it that the Great Demon King himself was a Dual Bloodline Demon Warrior, and it was precisely this duality that cemented his status as the strongest in one-on-one combat among the current generation. Even an Elf King bloodline warrior as arrogant and self-assured as Qian Zhanxuan admitted he would be inferior to the Great Demon King in a direct fight.

Now, aside from the Great Demon King, another demon possessed dual bloodline power! In this era where ultimate bloodlines could manifest, another young contender held dual bloodline power—this age was becoming increasingly magnificent!

The Phoenix bloodline power granted not only formidable combat strength but also an extraordinarily powerful regenerative capability. Unless subjected to utterly devastating injuries, minor wounds could practically self-heal instantly!

With the Phoenix bloodline within him, Lucifer Zhifeng stared fearlessly at Lucifer Zhenshi. That minor injury he sustained just now had healed completely simply by switching his bloodline power battle-form.

"Your Highness, Seventh Prince, shall we continue?" Lucifer Zhifeng, radiating confident arrogance, flapped his magnificent black wings as he hovered in the air. "If you enjoy sparring with me, I can keep fighting as long as you wish."

Lucifer Zhenshi’s expression shifted rapidly, uncertainty clouding his face. Had Zhifeng not revealed his dual bloodline power, Zhenshi could have killed him on the spot. At worst, he would have merely received a reprimand from the Great Demon King; at worst, he might be confined to solitary training.

But dual bloodlines! Too many demons witnessed this; it was impossible to conceal! Not only would this opponent become relatively harder to kill, but even if Zhenshi could actually kill him, explaining the situation to the Great Demon King would be difficult.

The value of a Dual Bloodline Demon Warrior was evident by looking at the Great Demon King himself. Furthermore, this one possessed the Fallen Angel bloodline combined with the Phoenix bloodline.

"Fine. You are impressive, Lucifer Zhifeng. I will remember you."

In an instant, Lucifer Zhenshi’s face hardened to a dead calm as he stared fiercely at Zhifeng. He had walked right into the trap set by his former subordinate; his performance today had become nothing more than a stepping stone for Zhifeng.

Perhaps... Lucifer Zhenshi slowly closed his eyes. Perhaps Lucifer Zhifeng would now use the assassination order he was supposed to issue to curry favor with Jiliu Feijing? Alas... alas... I cannot use my secret power! Otherwise, even with dual bloodlines, what of it?

"Comrade..." Duan Fengbuer lightly nudged Qian Jin's arm with his elbow. "Why are you still watching the Seventh Prince? The protagonist now is Lucifer Zhifeng—dual bloodlines!"

"En," Qian Jin nodded, though his attention remained fixed on Lucifer Zhenshi. The moment the Seventh Prince unleashed his Fallen Angel bloodline power, Qian Jin had caught a trace of an aura—one that felt familiar yet utterly unforgettable.

Though faint, so faint that Qian Jin almost suspected he was mistaken.

The chilling aura of the Undead! Qian Jin secretly clenched both fists. How could he have that strange sensation? Could it be that this Seventh Prince hadn't used his full strength just now?

"Master Jiliu Feijing, I suddenly feel quite unwell. Let's talk another day."

Lucifer Zhenshi flung his cloak behind him and, without waiting for Qian Jin's reply, quickly departed with the subordinates trailing behind him.

"Master Feijing, I will pay you a visit another day." Lucifer Zhifeng soared toward the depths of the City of Perdition, his magnificent, massive black wings shimmering.

Lucifer Saerige’s brow furrowed slightly with a tinge of apprehension. Dual bloodline power! He hadn't expected it, and one of them was the Phoenix bloodline, with its potent regenerative ability.

"Master Feijing..."

"Master Feijing..."

After their initial shock, the assembled demons once again displayed immense enthusiasm. Suddenly, more common demons poured out from the City of Perdition, completely surrounding the area where Qian Jin stood. Everyone wanted a look at the most celebrated demon entity in the Demon Race today.

With fifty thousand Demon Warriors and Mages clearing the path, it took Qian Jin a full hour to finally squeeze into the City of Perdition. Along the way, he scheduled visits with the heads of various guilds and power factions. Finally, under the surprised gaze of the crowd, he departed alongside Lucifer Saerige.

The Heart of Lucifer! Qian Jin genuinely wished to see that legendary special Holy Artifact as soon as possible. Since he didn't need to immediately pay his respects to the current Great Demon King, he planned to view the artifact first while he had some time.

"Master Feijing, your friend harbors deep hostility toward this Prince," Lucifer Saerige said suspiciously, glancing back repeatedly at Chekelifute, who was following not far behind Qian Jin.

Qian Jin smiled faintly. Chekelifute was showing commendable patience. If it were him, he probably would have drawn his blade and attacked long ago. The feud between you two is anything but ordinary.

The Fallen Heaven Palace! This was the imperial city belonging to the Great Demon King. Rows upon rows of buildings formed a magnificent spectacle. As the Crown Prince, Lucifer Saerige resided in this palace belonging to the Great Demon King.

Passing through tiers of architecture completely different in style from those of the Zhence Dynasty, the wooden-faced Zhence observed the layout constantly, his heart unable to suppress waves of awe. He was the first Human Prince ever to enter the Demon Race's Imperial Palace.

Lucifer Saerige's Crown Prince manor was indeed built quite lavishly. Vivid murals covered the walls, clearly purchased at great expense. Beautiful women from various Demon Race clans could be seen everywhere within the residence.

Passing through the manor's front courtyard and main hall, they arrived at the rear courtyard. Lucifer Saerige looked at Qian Jin with a hint of hesitation. "Master, we are about to enter the most core location. What about these few you brought with you..."

Qian Jin turned back to look at Duan Fengbuer and the others who followed. Everyone who could accompany him, save for Lucifer Liushui, had come along.

"Is there a problem?"

Saerige pursed his lips. "This matter is confidential."

"It’s fine if they wait here, right?"

Saerige shrugged, offering no further objection. He still needed to rely on this supreme-tier Jiliu Feijing. As long as Qian Jin didn't make excessive demands, he could have his way.

Saerige led Qian Jin through several more turns, and behind a rock garden, they descended deep underground. A long, black tunnel seemed to lead toward the very core of the earth.

Qian Jin could sense the faint fluctuations of Magitech Inscriptions within the surrounding walls. This was clearly an incomparably vast underground palace.

Winding for thousands of meters downward, they reached a very brightly lit hall. Hundreds of demons were organized into small circles, bustling about, exchanging information, and occasionally performing carving work on various metals.

The enormous underground palace was brightly illuminated only in the immediate vicinity; it seemed completely endless, giving one the feeling of being immersed among the stars.

Qian Jin's eyesight, honed through practicing his two great bloodline arts, had reached a level that could be described as terrifying, yet even he could not see the end of this space. It felt as if he had instantly entered another world.

Within this colossal underground structure, besides the busy demons, there were certainly other objects present.

Coffins! Gigantic coffins! Each one was at least twenty meters tall, and nearly a hundred meters long. The materials of these coffins varied widely, and the inscriptions etched upon them were completely different.

In the very center of this cluster of massive coffins stood one colossal coffin! It was not lying down but standing upright. The surrounding coffins, lying prone, looked as if they were bowed down in reverence toward their monarch!

A metallic sphere the size of a human head was embedded precisely in the center of that standing coffin! It resembled a crown adorning an emperor, emitting waves of enigmatic energy.

"This..." RA