Published at 27th of December 2025 7:33 am

Chapter 4103: Demon Palace 3

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Now that the Ancestral God is almost at the doorstep, how can these two not come out? At least call out the Holy Ancestor’s Dharma Form to intimidate them a bit, right?

Hua Ying shook his head: "I don’t know, it seems they hurried into the Shengxuan Gate earlier and haven’t come out since."

Strange...

Dong Ling turned around, looked at the four-hill mountain behind him, and rudely scanned with his spiritual senses, suddenly feeling a chill down his spine.

On the mountain and below, everyone in the Holy Palace stood like demi-saints in a row, facing him, or rather, facing the external Ancestral God battleground.

Are they all watching the heavenly flame pass by?

No!

They seem to be in a daze?

From mid-mountain to the mountaintop, people were staggered and turned their heads in unison to look in the same distant direction, creating an eerie scene.

"This is..."

Dong Ling’s curiosity was intense.

At a glance, he could clearly see a white dragon coiled at a distance on the Holy Palace plaza.

Atop the dragon’s head, sitting cross-legged with closed eyes, was a little girl dressed in purple with purple hair.

In front of the little girl was a huge crystal larger than her own body, inside which flowed an incomparably sacred power.

She was cultivating.

Swallowing large gulps of the power from the crystal.

The surge of divine power covered the entire four-hill mountain, yet was perfectly contained within the Holy Palace Array, not spilling a bit beyond.

"This should be Zi Chong and Bai Long, right?"

"So strong..."

Dong Ling’s eyes burned with envy.

Never did he think he would see the Holy Emperor cultivating; truly a shallow fortune.

Suddenly, her thoughts settled, and she remembered...

"Didn’t Hua Ying say that Holy Emperor Zi Chong and Bai Long were at the Shengxuan Gate?"

With a blink of an eye.

The scene of the four-hill mountain instantly blurred.

Where was the sacred, divine power?

The whole mountain was clearly covered with a thick devilish mist, the mist churning uncontrollably, with viscous black liquid dropping onto the large array, the whole scene one of a devil’s lair!

Inside the devil’s lair, everyone in the Holy Palace seemed like puppet-like beings, staring blankly into the distance, their life force being channeled to the Holy Palace Plaza.

And on the plaza, bathing in boiling black demonic liquid, Bai Long was evidently covered in scales and powerless, with the small girl on the dragon’s head looking even more bleak, a killing sword impaling her forehead.

That human-sized crystal was not milky white but pitch-black, with an infinitely cold aura.

With each gulp of source crystal power being sent into the little girl’s mouth and nose, her aura more than that of the Holy Emperor, climbing higher and higher...

Holy Ancestor?

No, Demon Ancestor!

Dong Ling’s pupils trembled violently, realizing something, and subconsciously wanted to flee.

On Bai Long, Holy Emperor Purple Pet suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look.

A killing sword was embedded in her forehead, the blood dried, and faint devil veins appeared on her face, body, hands, and feet.

"Is it nice to look at?"

The little girl spoke, her voice crisp with an innocent charm.

"Turn around."

Dong Ling didn’t even make a response, obediently turning around as the light vanished from her eyes.

"President Dong Ling, why do I feel something strange here, can the four-hill mountain really protect us, or should we go to the Eastern Region..."

"President Dong Ling?"

Shi Ti called softly twice, getting no response, he shook Dong Ling’s arm.

Still no reaction, President Dong Ling suddenly also fixed his eyes on the heavenly flame, as if looking a few more times could earn him a bloom of heavenly flame.

Strange...

Shi Ti felt a wind at the back of his head, scratched it, and inexplicably looked towards the Holy Palace Plaza.

"Turn around."

Shi Ti turned his head back, also starting to gaze skyward.

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