Lanling stared at the scene in utter amazent.
Countless witches awoke from the great hall’s door, flapped their wings, and flew down, crawling towards him.
Their gazes were filled with anticipation and fervor.
It was as if they had been imprisoned for countless years, finally liberated and freed.
For a long mont, Lanling couldn’t react at all.
Without a doubt, these witches were incredibly powerful, and with wings, weren’t they the strongest air force?
And they flocked up so frantically to worship him, could it be that he truly was the true Demon Emperor?
At that mont, suddenly...
The witches at the very front seed to be pulled back by a strong force to the giant door, petrified, once again becoming sculptures.
"Ah... ah... no!"
The witches let out cries of unwillingness.
"Your Majesty, rember to co liberate us, save us!"
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
Just like that, countless witches were drawn back to the huge stone door, turning back into statues.
In just half a minute, there wasn’t a single witch left on the ground, and everything that had just happened seed like a dream.
Lanling closed his eyes and shook his head forcefully.
"Master, this is not a dream, everything that happened just now was real," Gou Li stepped forward and said, "Look at the expressions and gazes on these sculptures."
Lanling looked towards the countless witch statues on the giant door.
All the statues were looking in one direction, which was where he stood.
And all their faces were filled with reluctance, unwillingness, and expectation!
"I think you might not have enough energy, so you can’t truly resurrect them, only give them a fleeting mont of rebirth," Gou Li said.
Lanling nodded.
Then, once again, he reached out to push the door.
Each of the doors was three hundred ters high and one hundred ters wide, weighing countless tons.
Yet, Lanling opened them effortlessly, as if pushing open a wooden door.
Inside was an imasurably vast great hall.
Lanling had expected a statue of the Demon God Monarch to be inside, but there was nothing, utterly empty.
The entire do of the hall was a black canopy, like a night sky.
Within the black canopy, countless jewels were set, like glittering stars.
Where was the Demon Fla Relic?
Right at the center of the do, it wasn’t dark, but blue.
Moreover, it wasn’t shaped like a fla, but rather a sphere.
If he guessed correctly, this Demon Fla Relic was not only the energy core of the entire Heavenly Demon Ancient City but also its sun.
Lanling slowly walked towards the center of the Heavenly Demon Great Hall.
The closer he got to the center, the lighter his body felt, lighter and lighter.
Reaching the very center, there was no longer any gravity; Lanling gently pushed off, and his whole body began to float upwards.
The other thirteen death samurai floated up, circling around Lanling.
Floating up to three hundred ters at the top of the do, Lanling saw the Demonic Fla Crystal.
A crystal approximately five feet in diater, perfectly round, and crystal clear.
This was the Demon Fla Relic, the forr sun of the Heavenly Demon Ancient City.
Lanling extended his hand to touch this Demonic Fla Crystal.
A slight shiver, as if an electric shock.
Lanling hesitated to move, fearing that removing this Demonic Fla Crystal might cause the entire ruins of the Heavenly Demon Ancient City to collapse.
Unlike before, every other ti he sought the Dragon Ruins, he faced countless dangers, a life where death was always near.
Yet this ti, finding the Demon Fla Relic was effortlessly easy. Moreover, he felt an inexplicable emotional attachnt and reluctance towards this splendid Demon City.
He wanted to ensure the integrity of this Demon City.
What if one day, this Heavenly Demon Ancient City could co alive again?
It seed as if this was his... Demon Kingdom!
Lanling gently caressed this Demon Fla Relic, unable to make up his mind, feeling unwilling to remove it.
It’s better to be safe than sorry.
Lanling had heard of this situation too many tis, and even witnessed it many tis. Once a core energy was removed, it ant upheaval.
On Rock Island, the core of the Yan Tribe civilization is Dragon Tears.
When Dragon Tears completely fell, the entire Rock Island entirely collapsed.
This Demon City and the Xie Li Tribe, and the Centaur Tribe, which one is more important?
Lanling couldn’t say.
Was there another way to save the Xie Li Tribe and conquer the Chiyan Tribe, without using this Demon Fla Relic?
Just as Lanling was deeply entangled in his dilemma.
Suddenly...
A faint light flashed, and the Demonic Fla Crystal, like ripe fruit, gently fell into Lanling’s hand.
Startled, Lanling quickly sensed the Heavenly Demon Ancient City.
It remained tranquil, not collapsing.
Subsequently, the five-foot diater Demonic Fla Crystal in Lanling’s palm began to shrink, smaller and smaller, until it was only two inches in diater, like a jade ball, easily held in his hand.
"Master, perhaps it has been waiting for you, just like the Mirror Demon King," Gou Li said.
Lanling gently caressed the Demonic Fla Crystal, indeed it no longer had any energy.
Lanling tried biting his finger, letting a drop of blood fall on it.
Instantly, the entire Demonic Fla Crystal flickered with a srizing radiance.
For a mont, the countless stars on the do of the great hall shone brightly, twinkling with enchanting light, like real stars.
However, the splendor quickly faded.
Lanling’s energy was too weak to create anything more than this fleeting, wondrous scene.
Lanling carefully tucked the Demonic Fla Crystal into his bosom and then walked outside.
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