Let you be a good grandson, you raise a group of banshees?

He discovered that he was actually absorbing the spiritual energy of the palace at an astonishing speed, like a whale swallowing a cow, madly drawing the surrounding spiritual energy into his stomach.

"This... what's going on?" Lu Yuan's heartbeat suddenly quickened. The richness of the spiritual energy here completely exceeded his imagination. Even the training room of the Holy Emperor Palace could not compare to this place. No wonder the strong men of the Demon Sect chose to stay here to practice.

At this moment, he felt warm and comfortable all over, as if he was soaking in hot spring water. The pile of bones beside him were scattered all over the ground. All of these bones had turned into powder and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Okay, this is the last one. Remember to practice hard in the future." The gray-robed old man threw away the remaining half of the black pill in his hand, looked at Lu Yuan and instructed him. After that, he stepped into the void and left, disappearing in an instant, as if he had never been there.

Lu Yuan stood there in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

"What a powerful medicinal effect. It can actually improve one's cultivation by three levels at a time. Who is this old guy?" A thought flashed through Lu Yuan's mind, and his heart was full of doubts.

He suddenly felt that he seemed to have made a huge mistake. He should have checked this place carefully. What if there was a formation here? Wouldn't he be in danger?

But it was too late to regret now. The only thing he was thankful for was that the old man didn't seem to have any ill will towards him, otherwise he wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

Of course, in his current state, it was impossible for him to escape.

"Forget it, let's not think too much about it. It's more important to find the remains of the Demon Sect first."

Lu Yuan sighed inwardly, then walked aimlessly forward, hoping to encounter the Demon Sect's inheritance by chance.

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A restaurant in Holy Emperor City.

A young man was sitting by the window drinking tea, with a sad look on his face, as if he had something on his mind.

"This is the eighty-ninth time. Why hasn't anyone come to challenge me? Am I too useless?" the young man murmured. His name was Li Mu, and he came from the outer gate of Beidouxing Mansion.

Ever since the assessment competition was held in Holy Emperor City several months ago, he had made a stunning debut in the competition and attracted the attention of countless people. In a short period of time, he was hailed as a talented and extraordinary person and became the object of admiration and respect of many female disciples.

And he himself was also deeply troubled by this. After all, he was really outstanding. Not only was he intelligent and handsome, but he was also quite knowledgeable about romance. He held a huge position in the hearts of many girls. They were eager to marry him and become his wife or concubine.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a light knocking sound on the table from outside the door.

Li Mu's expression suddenly became sharper, and he said coldly: "Come in."

The door opened, and a guard walked in, bowed and said, "Sir, the Palace Master is calling you back immediately."

"Did father send someone again?" Li Mu frowned slightly and said in a helpless tone.

"Well, two people came today, both are the palace master's personal guards, one is called Chen Ping, the other is called Wang An, their cultivation is unfathomable, the palace master specifically ordered his subordinates to take you to the Holy Mountain." The guard said. "Holy Mountain?" Li Mu's pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of shock flashed in the depths of his eyes. The Holy Mountain is where his father lived, and it is also the place he dreamed of.

"Okay, I'll go back with you now. You wait for me for a while." Li Mu instructed the guard, and then walked to the courtyard behind the house. There was a wooden bridge in the courtyard leading to the top of the mountain.

"Father." As soon as he stepped onto the wooden bridge, a familiar voice came from behind him, which made Li Mu's expression slightly froze. Then he slowly turned around and saw that heroic and handsome face.

"Li Mu greets father." Li Mu walked forward and bowed. Although he was the Son of God and logically speaking, his seniority was much lower than Qin Xuan's, he was still very respectful and did not overstep the boundaries in any way.

"Now that you're here, please sit down." Qin Xuan pointed to the chair next to him.

"Thank you, father." Li Mu nodded and sat down.

"Why are you calling me back so urgently? Has something happened?" Li Mu asked again, his tone sounding somewhat urgent.

"Give me this jade pendant first, and you will understand." Qin Xuan turned his wrist, and a purple-gold ring appeared on his palm. It was the Holy Soul Ring, and he handed it to Li Mu at the same time.

Li Mu's eyes showed a trace of confusion, but he still reached out to take it, and then put it on the index finger of his left hand. Suddenly, the ring burst into a dazzling purple-gold light, releasing a strange power that made him close his eyes involuntarily, and then a picture appeared in his mind.

It was a desolate mountain range with majestic and magnificent mountains. The sky was pitch black without a single ray of light. The sky was lonely and gloomy, revealing the oppressive atmosphere of death, as if the world was filled with sadness.

Suddenly, a loud rumbling thunder was heard, and a vast destructive force of thunder descended from the sky, covering the sky and the earth. The sky was dark and the earth was dim, like a doomsday scene. Purple-black lightning fell down and struck the earth. Mountains collapsed and shattered. Endless smoke and dust spread, submerging the area.

"Ah..." Screams resounded through the sky, the mountains were chopped into powder, charred and shriveled corpses fell down, and blood dyed the earth red.

"Puchi!" A silver spear pierced through the void and stabbed down, directly piercing the chest of a burly man. The man's body trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and then he died.

A young girl stood between heaven and earth with a spear in her hand, her clothes fluttering, looking heroic. Her skin was crystal clear, her facial features were beautiful and flawless, and her long skirt fluttered. She was like the most dazzling star between heaven and earth, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

She looked around with her beautiful eyes, and a clear voice spread out: "I am the seventh princess of Nanhua Fairy Palace, who dares to fight me?"

After these words were spoken, the sky fell silent, and no one responded.

Nanhua Fairy Palace is a powerful force created by Beidou Star Lord, which controls the entire Beidou Prefecture. Among them, there is a super existence like Beidou Star Lord, and no one dares to provoke him.

"Since no one dares to take action, please retreat and don't block the way. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" The Seventh Princess shouted tenderly, and there was a sharp sword energy hidden in her tone, which made people tremble.

"Hmph, what an arrogant girl!" At this moment, a cold voice was heard, and then dozens of cultivators came from the air. Each of them exuded a very strong aura, with a faint glow flowing on their bodies. They were all Yuanhuang realm peak powerhouses.

"This is my Li family. You breaking in is too arrogant, isn't it?" Li Mu stood up suddenly, staring at the dozens of figures, looking a little embarrassed.

These dozens of people are all Yuanhuang realm peak strongmen, and they all come from different forces. They come together, and they must have bad intentions. (End of this chapter)