Rubbing his head, Wang Yan looked at Xiao Long in confusion, waiting for him to continue.
Demonic sects and demonic cultivators were not tolerated by the world. They were destroyed by righteous cultivators.
Yet, Xiao Long wanted him to cultivate the demonic path. Wasn't that asking him to die?
"Although demonic cultivators would be attacked by a group, that was something that happened in the ancient times."
Xiao Long stared at Wang Yan exasperatedly and took a deep breath. "Now that time has passed, there are probably only a handful of people who can recognize demonic cultivators in this barren parallel world."
"Kid, what are you afraid of?
Afraid of being attacked by a group?
Afraid of being attacked by a group? "
Xiao Long sneered and curled his lips in disdain. "Even if people know you cultivate the demonic path, what's there to be afraid of?
Don't forget, you're the successor of the previous master, the successor of an ancient great sovereign! "
Wang Yan did not know how to respond to that.
Xiao Long was not lying. Everything related to demonic cultivators had happened in the ancient times.
The Starsource Continent was a barren land among the countless parallel worlds. Even if one cultivated the demonic path, even if they were seen through, they would not end up like the demonic cultivators in the ancient times.
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Yan nodded reluctantly. "I can cultivate the demonic path, but I don't have a legacy."
"Without knowing the essentials of the technique, it's useless even if I want to."
Xiao Long snorted coldly and looked at Wang Yan. He shook his head helplessly as if he was very disappointed.
Seeing that, Wang Yan was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Long smacked his head again.
"You're such a stupid rotten wood!
Have you forgotten what kind of existence Master Long is? "
"I was invincible in the ancient times. How could I not know the method of a mere demonic cultivator?"
With that, Xiao Long looked at the board with the words "Demonic Sect" again.
"If I'm not wrong, the ruins here should be a branch of the demonic sect, yet they managed to develop to such a level in this barren world."
"Although it has been destroyed, the ruins are still intact. We can't underestimate it."
With that said, Xiao Long's eyes flashed for a moment. "Let's go in and take a look. It would be best if there is an inheritance."
"If not, Master Long can teach you the essentials of the technique if you are willing to cultivate the Devil Path. What do you think?"
Slightly startled, Wang Yan nodded. The two of them walked side by side into the majestic palace that was filled with a deathly aura.
…
Everyone knew that time was the most merciless thing in this world.
No matter how powerful an existence was, it would eventually wither and be destroyed in the long river of time.
Apart from the immortal beings of legend, there was nothing that could resist the corrosion of time.
This place was a huge branch of the Devil Sect. It had once been glorious, but now, it was lifeless and lifeless.
As soon as Wang Yan and Xiao Luo walked in, a boundless aura of desolation and misfortune assaulted them.
The decoration of the palace was magnificent and extremely luxurious, but it had lost all color and was only black and gray.
An invisible pressure enveloped the entire space.
On both sides of the palace, there were several chairs arranged in a row. At the end of the hall, there were 12 steps made of an unknown material.
Like a crystal, it actually glowed with a faint black light.
At the top of the 12 steps was a throne. Although it had lost all color, there were carvings of dragons, phoenixes, beasts, and birds.
Apart from that, there was nothing else in the huge palace.
"Can … Can there be an inheritance of the Devil Sect in this place?"
Facing Wang Yan's question, Xiao Long frowned and did not speak for a long time.
However, his sharp eyes swept back and forth as if he wanted to see something.
At this time, Xiao Long walked towards a chair. The moment his finger touched it, it instantly turned into powder.
It was as if the shape it had previously maintained was made of powder.
"Time is really an invisible knife that kills people."
With a faint sigh, Xiao Long walked up the 12 steps as if he wanted to check the empty throne.
"Kid, come here."
After a while, Xiao Long suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Yan. His eyes were shining as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
Hearing this, Wang Yan frowned and came in front of him. He habitually released his Divine Soul to scan the throne. Suddenly, his face was filled with disbelief.
"This throne, it looks like … it looks like …"
"Seems like there is still life in it?"
Xiao Long laughed, "I didn't expect this branch of the Devil Sect to know the secret method of the Ancient Devil Sect. It seems like the leader of this branch is an extremely powerful Devil Cultivator."
"The secret method of the Ancient Devil Sect?
What is this? "
"It's a long story. Right now, Master Long has ordered you to sit on this throne."
"Why?
This throne is alive … "
At this time, Xiao Long suddenly kicked Wang Yan's butt. "Stop talking nonsense. Sit down for Master Long!"
Unprepared, Wang Yan staggered and fell on the throne.
"What are you doing?!"
Just as Wang Yan was about to get up, his expression suddenly changed.
"Oh no!"
With a roar, countless dazzling starlight shot out from Wang Yan's body, making him look like a man made of light.
He clenched his fists and his astral powers flowed into his arms at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Rise!"
Wang Yan punched the throne with both fists. Astral powers burst out and a gust of wind blew.
The next moment, Wang Yan was dumbfounded.
Because what he had imagined did not happen. The throne under his butt was undamaged. It did not turn into dust, nor did it leave a mark on it!
When Wang Yan punched, even if he did not use an Earth-level Martial Skill, his attack power would still be in the millions.
When he punched with both fists, his attack power was in the millions.
However, this throne that had existed for god knows how many years did not move at all!
Instantly, Wang Yan's eyes turned cold. His energy center was activated to the extreme and his cultivation exploded.
Just as Wang Yan was about to explode, a small hand pressed on his shoulder.
"Kid, are you out of your mind?!"
The terrifying aura suddenly dissipated. Wang Yan looked at Xiao Long in confusion.
"This is a great opportunity. What are you struggling for?
Just sit there obediently and abide by the rules. With Master Dragon protecting you, what are you afraid of? "
Right after Xiaolong spoke, he saw that Wang Yan still had a confused expression. So, he knocked Wang Yan's head hard.
"If I'm not mistaken, this throne should be a branch of the Devil's Doctrine. Just wait patiently!"
As if Xiao Long's words were about to come true, the plain throne suddenly emitted an endless light.
The light was jet-black, like a splash of ink.
A strange aura that Wang Yan had never encountered before suddenly rose and rippled in the air.
The aura was cold and violent, overbearing and unyielding, like an ancient giant with boiling blood.
Every move it made emitted an energy wave that could destroy heaven and earth. It was extremely domineering.
"This is …"
"Demonic Qi."
Xiao Long's answer made Wang Yan suddenly understand. His tense body gradually relaxed.
"Demonic Qi is the root of demonic cultivation. It can be called the origin. Without Demonic Qi, one cannot practice demonic cultivation."
"Kid, if Master Long's guess is right, this is the first test to obtain the Devil's Doctrine's inheritance, Demonic Qi Refinement."
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