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How could her eyesight be so far away? There were only two Dao Sovereign Pills and two weapons, all of these seemed precious, but compared to the countless secret arts of the Demon Imperial Palace, they were nothing.

An Xueran naturally knew what was important and what was not.

At this moment, a voice rang out.

"A crippled youth dares to speak such arrogant words. How interesting."

They saw a young man walk out of the crowd. He was handsome, his clothes were brilliant, and a hint of ridicule emerged on his creamy face. He was looking sideways at Ling Hao.

He continued, "I am the Holy Son of the Viridescent Eagle. I don't even dare to say that I can open the Demon Imperial Palace. On what basis do you think you can?"

The Holy Son Cang Ying stood on top of the boulder, looking down on Ling Hao. Anyone could tell that the disdain in his eyes was extremely dense, as if he was looking at a dead man.

He was only 22 years old, a mid-tier saint body, and he looked down on his race!

When he saw that An Xuelan had called Ling Hao Young Noble just now, he couldn't help but feel boiling with anger. One must know that he had been pestering his all these years without being able to make his look him in the eye.

Why should he have such a useless body?

Hearing that someone had insulted Ling Hao, Yang Linglong did not care who the other person was. She mockingly said: "She really is the Holy Son of a Fly, she really does look like a fly."

Her tone was frivolous, purposely pronouncing the syllables of the word fly in a clear and melodious manner.

As she looked at Yang Linglong, she thought to herself, 'This sister is really bold, beautiful, and has such sharp words.' She couldn't help but become more and more curious about Ling Hao. How could such a beautiful girl follow a mortal man?

There must be something special about him!

Some people looked at Yang Linglong sympathetically. They knew that the Eagle Holy Son had the right to be arrogant and despotic. He had already stepped into the Dao Sovereign realm at such a young age and was a mid-tier Saint. His future was bright.

The Eagle Holy Son looked coldly at Yang Linglong, "Little girl, you're really good-looking. I'll kill your man now, and from now on, you're mine!"

He was a young genius of the Viridescent Eagle tribe. No matter what he wanted, the Viridescent Eagle would fulfill his request for the first time in his life. The rest of the demons would have to cultivate diligently.

He had never felt satisfied with her beauty. Right now, he was looking at Yang Linglong, and compared to An Xuelin, she was even more beautiful. He had even forgotten that he had always been pursuing An Xuelan, the Holy Maiden.

Ling Hao's gaze turned cold. From the moment the perverted Yang Linglong had noticed, he had already harbored the intent to kill. Was the First Heavenly Layer Dao Sovereign very powerful? When he was at the 8th Heavenly Layer of the Sun Moon, he could already defeat a 2nd Heavenly Layer cultivator.

An Xueran coldly shouted, "Son of the eagle, I hope you will not neglect the great matters of my clan. Do not cause trouble without reason!"

"Whoever dares to touch this young master today will be making an enemy of my Saint Demon Clan. I'd like to see if you all are going to rebel."

The face of the eagle saint son paled. For the time being, they were not a match for the demon race. Otherwise, they would not painstakingly pursue An Xuelan for so many years.

Earlier, he had wanted to kill Ling Hao directly, but now that he saw An Xueran fall out, he couldn't act so brashly.

"Why don't we make a bet? If he can open the Demon Imperial Palace, then I can do whatever I want. On the other hand, it'll be the same!"

The Holy Son of the eagle looked at Ling Hao with a smile. A cripple was simply trying to attract attention. He had a reason for guessing like that: the heirs of the six heirs of the demon race were at a loss. Why would this crippled youth be able to open the Demon Imperial Palace?

The Fox Queen gave a mysterious and coquettish smile. She looked at the Eagle Son with a flattering gaze, then glanced at Ling Hao and said playfully, "Sir Holy Son, he is just a cripple and even a human. You think too highly of him."

The contradiction from before, was already so mysterious that it made Ling Hao loathe him. She couldn't help but wonder, just how did this young man dare to speak such nonsense here.

After all, he was a mid-tier king level entity, and his future was boundless. Not to mention, the Viridescent Eagle Demon Clan was also extremely powerful, so if she could get married to the Viridescent Eagle Holy Son, her strength would skyrocket.

Ling Hao smiled faintly. These two people were really interesting, but if someone offered their face for him to hit, then he wouldn't give them face. There were countless experts in the Realm of Ten Directions, and there were always those who liked to beat themselves up.

After Ling Hao nodded, it also meant that he agreed to this bet.

Mystic One sneered coldly as she thought to herself, "You'll cry soon!"

Still putting on an act!

Over a thousand demi-humans, this was just the tip of the iceberg for demi-humans. There was no lack of people who loved to watch the show, and it had nothing to do with their race. When they heard this news, no one thought highly of Ling Hao.

Only Anya felt that things were not as simple as she had thought, because she had been staring at Ling Hao the entire time. She realized that regardless of words, actions, or actions, Ling Hao seemed to be very steady and did not seem like a teenager at all.