Chapter 201

The Yellow Spring Saint Son, Xue Shura, and Tian Mingzi were the top prodigies of the Yellow Spring Valley, Shura Sect, and Sky Slaughter Sect.

Like the black-armored youth, they were the top prodigies of the younger generation in the Senluo Continent.

"I didn't expect the Battle Demon Hall's successor, Yan Fei, to be the successor of the Devouring God Demonic Art. How unexpected." The Yellow Spring Saint Son sneered.

The black-armored youth was called Yan Fei. He was the most outstanding prodigy of the Battle Demon Hall.

As for the blind girl, she was his younger sister, Yan Qingying.

"I didn't expect that the three major sects would become the lackeys of the Immortal Region's prodigies!" Yan Fei rebuked.

The Yellow Spring Saint Son and the others' expressions became unnatural.

Although this was the truth, could he not address him as a lackey in such an unpleasant manner?

"Hmph, you don't know how powerful the Fallen Son Of God is. In this lower realm, no one dares to offend the Fallen Son Of God." The Yellow Spring Saint Son said coldly.

"That's right. It's your honor to be chosen by the Fallen Son Of God. Surrender and come with us." Tian Mingzi said.

"If I can live, I will kill that Fallen Son Of God with my own hands!" Yan Fei's black eyes were cold.

He suddenly turned his head and said to an elder, "Elder, please take Qingying away. I will hold them off!"

"Yan Fei, you … Sigh, alright." The elder was very decisive and retreated with Yan Qingying.

"No … Brother …" Yan Qingying's expression changed. She wanted to stay but was forcefully taken away by the elder.

"Qingying, run! Don't worry about me!"

Yan Fei shouted and turned to attack the Yellow Spring Saint Son and the others.

Originally, his strength was about the same as the Yellow Spring Saint Son and the others.

But now, Yan Fei raised his hand and a black vortex appeared. It was as if it could devour everything.

His pitch-black eyes were also emitting an aura that could devour everything.

"It's the Devouring God Demonic Art!" The Yellow Spring Saint Son and the others were excited.

If they could capture Yan Fei and suppress him, they would be great contributors.

At that time, the Fallen Son Of God would definitely reward them. He might even bring them to the Immortal Region.

"Kill!"

The Yellow Spring Saint Son and the other two also made their moves.

There were also some cultivators from the Battle Devil Hall who chose to stay behind to block the experts from the three great sects.

Yan Qingying had already left the back mountain.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering explosion was heard. At the same time, the Yellow Spring Saint Son and the others screamed in fear.

"Yan Fei, you've really gone mad. You actually self-destructed. You don't even want your life anymore!"

Following this scream, Yan Fei self-detonated and perished together with the Yellow Spring Saint Son and the others.

"Big Brother …" Yan Qingying screamed. Her heart was filled with grief.

"Qingying, let's leave quickly!" That elder's eyes also revealed a sorrowful expression.

The battle lasted for a few days.

In the end, the War Demon Palace was still outnumbered. With the exception of a small number who managed to escape, most of the cultivators from the War Demon Palace had fallen.

Of course, the Three Great Sects and other factions had suffered great losses too.

Even top geniuses like the Yellow Spring Saint Son had fallen.

However, what terrified the three sects was that the person the Fallen Son Of God wanted, the successor of the God-Swallowing Demonic Art, Yan Fei, had already died from self-detonation.

This made the Three Great Sects uneasy.

However, they could only bite the bullet and report back.

…

In the palace, the Fallen Son Of God, who was sitting on the white bone throne, did not say a word after hearing the news.

Below him, the cultivators of the Three Great Sects were drenched in cold sweat. Their legs were trembling.

"Master, please spare our lives. Yan Fei wanted to self-detonate. We couldn't do anything about it." The cultivators of the Three Great Sects knelt down in unison.

However, to their surprise, the Fallen Son Of God did not seem to be enraged.

"No … Something's not right." The Fallen Son Of God muttered to himself.

"Rumor has it that there is a legend of the Ten Heaven-Defying Sons in the Lower Realm. The Fortune of the Lower Realm would gather on one person."

"Logically speaking, the successor of the God-Swallowing Demonic Art, Yan Fei, should be the Heaven-Defying Son of the Yama Continent. How could he die so easily?"

"Shouldn't he find a way to survive and take revenge on me?"

The Fallen Son Of God pondered.

The Fallen God Palace was also an Immortal faction with a strong foundation. They knew a lot of secrets.

As the Young Nine Heavens Supreme of the Fallen Son Of God Palace, it went without saying that he knew a lot of information.

He had also heard about the Ten Heaven-Defying Sons.

However, didn't the Heaven-Defying Son of the Yama Continent die too easily?

The Fallen Son Of God said after a slight ponder, "You're saying that some of the remaining members of the Battle Demon Hall have escaped?"

"Yes, that's right. Some of them have escaped, including Yan Fei's sister, Yan Qingying," the cultivators of the Three Great Sects replied.

"Mm? The sister of the successor of the God-Swallowing Demonic Art? "The Fallen Son Of God raised his brows.

After that, he said, "I'll give you seven days to find all the remaining members of the Battle Demon Hall. Especially Yan Fei's younger sister. You must leave her alive!"

"Yes!"

The cultivators of the Three Great Sects replied and left.

"Did I guess wrong from the beginning? But Yan Fei did use the God-Swallowing Demonic Art …"

"It's fine. Everything will be clear as long as we capture everyone related to him," The Fallen Son Of God chuckled coldly.

He had to get his hands on the God-Swallowing Demonic Art.

While the entire Yama Continent was in chaos …

In a desolate mountain, there was an ancient transportation formation covered in a thick layer of dust.

The transportation formation that had not been activated for a long time suddenly emitted a blinding light.

Then, the space twisted as a group of figures appeared.

It was Jun Xiaoyao and his group.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped out of the golden carriage and looked around. He asked, "Which world is this?"

"Son Of God, this should be the Yama Continent. We need to pass through this world to reach the Hidden Dragon Continent," Progenitor Dongxuan replied.

"I see. Then we'll go straight to the Hidden Dragon Continent," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in pitch-black armor who looked like a Demon God had a hesitant look on his face. He looked as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"What's the matter?" Jun Xiaoyao noticed the man's expression and asked.

Progenitor Dongxuan smiled and said, "Young Master, you don't know. The Yama Continent is Brother Gu Yuan's hometown."

"I see." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly. Only then did he understand why Gu Yuan had such an expression.

Gu Yuan cupped his hands and said, "Young Master, to be honest, I was once the seventh Hall Master of the Battle Demon Hall in the Yama Continent. Now that I've come to my hometown, I can't help but feel nostalgic."

"Of course, Young Master's matter is more important. We can go straight to the Hidden Dragon Continent," Gu Yuan replied.

He did not dare to delay Jun Xiaoyao's journey because of his personal matters.

"It's fine. You've been following this Son Of God for so long. It's been hard on you. Now that we're in your hometown, let's go to the Battle Demon Hall and take a look," Jun Xiaoyao said with a smile.

"Thank you, Young Master!" Gu Yuan cupped his hands with gratitude.

Then, they set off and found a random cultivator to ask about the location of the Battle Demon Hall.

However, Gu Yuan's expression changed abruptly when he heard the news.

"What did you say? The Battle Demon Hall has been destroyed?"