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They would occasionally raise their heads to look at the sun in the sky. They, the demi-humans, all knew that in order to open the Demon Imperial Palace, they would have to wait for the sun to reach the center. Only then would the Demon Imperial Palace be opened by the six heirs with their secret techniques.

As for Ling Hao and the others, most of them took a look and then no longer paid any attention to them. There were so many races in the Realm of the Ten Directions, so it wasn't strange for humans to come to the demon race's territory.

After a while, a few more rays of light appeared in the sky.

A group of people stood in the air, roughly dozens of people. There were men and women, and the White Tiger was one of the six people leading them.

"Look, they're here! They are the heirs of the Demon Emperor's successor!" Look, they're here!

"I don't know, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although the descendants of the six great successors have gradually declined, their ancestors still pursued the Demon Emperor."

"Humph, what Demon Emperor's successor? A treasure left behind by the Demon Emperor, he must live with virtue!"

"That's right, we'll wait for the six of them to open it. We'll give them a few treasures, and the rest will all be ours!"

The crowd of demons could not just sit by and watch as the so-called six great inheritors took away the treasures within the Demon Imperial Palace. At this moment, the demons were waiting to open the Demon Imperial Palace. Their faces were filled with anticipation.

Looking at the six heirs, he spoke all kinds of words under the rage of the crowd.

The intention behind building up momentum was very simple. He told the six great successors in advance that it was impossible for them to take it for themselves!

The six heirs descended one after another, their countenances turning ashen.

Thirty thousand years ago, when the Demon Emperor was fighting in four directions to unify the Demon Race, their ancestors had contributed greatly to the Demon Emperor's cause. However, these people from the Demon Clan were able to say these words.

The white tiger inadvertently saw a young man standing there smiling at it. The youth quickly walked over to stabilize his body and said, "Brother, you're finally here!"

He scratched his head, looking a bit embarrassed, "I have something to ask of you, please promise me."

Ling Hao looked at him and said: "I know what you want to say, but if you fall into an accident while entering Demon Imperial Palace, you want me to take care of your clansmen for you, right?"

"You know all this?" White Tiger was slightly surprised, then said: "Brother is indeed intelligent, that's what I mean. You are young, have a bright future, and you are also the most suitable candidate. I have to enter this Demon Imperial Palace. The request that my father made before his death was for me to go in and take back the treasure of my White Tiger clan. "

"It's been so many years. How vast is the Myriad Heavens Demon Region?" The White Tiger's tone was somewhat melancholy as it continued, "Ever since we parted, I've immediately returned to the Realm of Ten Directions. I've spent a great deal of effort to find the other five successors."

No one knew what the Demon Imperial Palace was like, but the fear brought upon by the unknown was the most terrifying. The White Tiger had no choice but to plan ahead and find a backer for its people.

"I see." Ling Hao nodded.

At this time, the White Tiger looked at the girl beside Ling Hao, and said with a smile, "This must be my sister-in-law, a thousand times prettier than my concubines!"

The White Tiger could see the gentleness in Yang Linglong's expression towards Ling Hao. After living for so many years, she had a good eye for this. However, he was even more amazed by Yang Linglong's beauty and inwardly lamented that this brother of her was a fortunate person.

When Yang Linglong heard this "sister-in-law", her face immediately brimmed with happiness and she couldn't help but clench Ling Hao's hand tightly.

When the White Tiger saw the Flying Zen Master, it shrank its neck like a mouse seeing a cat.

"This …"

"You old geezer, you really keep haunting us!" The White Tiger stared in shock and amazement at the Ascending Buddhist Master. The moment he saw the Ascending Buddhist Master, he thought of the days when he was at the Spirit Mountain Temple, accompanied by the Green Lantern Buddha. That was truly inhumane torture!

Yet this old man still acted like he had transcended the mortal world. If you didn't believe in the Buddha, you were a wicked demon. He sometimes wondered how such a paranoid person could become a Taoist monk!

"After today's matter, follow me back to the Spirit Mountain Temple." The Ascending Buddhist Master solemnly shouted.

That day, when the White Tiger escaped from Spirit Mountain Temple, it sent a few waves of people to search for it. However, there was no news of it, so it never expected to meet again here.

"I say, you old bald donkey, you're really sick! There are countless Demonic cultivators in the Realm of Ten Directions, so why do you keep insisting that you want to cross me to become a Buddha!?"

The White Tiger was so aggrieved that it almost cried.

Why can't I become a demon? Do I have to be that Buddha? No matter how carefree they were, only a ghost would like to chant Buddhist rituals all day. The White Tiger gnashed its teeth as it stared at the Ascending Buddhist Master, while those who didn't know it would think the White Tiger was the son of this middle-aged monk.

"Buddha and you are fated."

"I only chose the fated ones."

After hearing this, the White Tiger no longer wanted to say anything.

How infuriating!

They were all monsters, so why couldn't he cross them?

"Time's up!" He was dressed in golden and his sharp eyes were fixed on the Demon Imperial Palace. He was the Golden Elephant King, and his ancestor was a giant elephant.

Ling Hao looked over and understood. So this demonic cultivator had the physique of the Violet Thunder King!

This kind of physique, which surpassed trash, could be called king in the Demon Area. When the Purple Thunder Sovereign was cultivated, regardless of strength or sacred arts, it would be extremely easy to see through. This caused the tens of thousands of bodies to be filled with envy, after all, most of them were just trash.