Chapter 1419: Chapter 1419

The original person-high Dao soldier puppet had been flattened into a thin piece of iron!

Little Princess’s eyes widened in surprise, sticking out her little tongue: "What...what happened?" Mr. Sun’s expression was solemn: "It’s a gravity trap...or it might be more suitable to call it a gravity swamp."

"On the surface, it looks the same as the surroundings, but once you step in... the gravity at that spot increases by dozens or hundreds of times, crushing you with your own weight!"

Little Princess: "What should we do? Can we detect this gravity swamp before stepping in?"

Outside the Imperial Mausoleum of the Retired Emperor, a team of Demon Soldiers was following the winding mountain path. Leading them was a Tier-6 Demon General who came from one of the Nine Great Purple-blooded Nobles. His name was Dylan, and half a year ago he used a large amount of resources from his family and finally broke through to Tier-6 under the trend of Origin Resurgence.

There were many demon nobles like Dylan, who might not have had the ambition and perseverance to progress further in their lives after reaching Tier-5. However, after the Origin Resurgence began and the barrier of the Sixth Realm loosened, they also advanced one after another, but it was not due to their own hard cultivation.

Since he had been promoted to Tier-6, he was considered a "usable talent," so his family requested an audience with the Demon Emperor and arranged a position for him. This time, Dylan was in luck as the Demon Emperor remembered him and assigned this task to him: to escort a set of dragon robes once worn by the Retired Emperor to be buried in the Imperial Mausoleum of the Retired Emperor.

After sealing the mausoleum, it would be considered a grand funeral for the "heroically sacrificed" Retired Emperor - at least that’s how it would be publicized to the ordinary demons. As for the real situation... the Demon Emperor didn’t plan to spend money on a real grand funeral. In fact, the Demon Emperor didn’t even consider sending someone to retrieve the Retired Emperor’s body from the beginning.

Damn old thing, even after dying, he still left such a mess for me.

Once this task was completed, it would count as a merit, and he could be promoted by one level after returning. Dylan was at ease all the way, sitting in a spacious carriage pulled by two Demon Beasts, eating fresh fruits and wiping his beard with a soft towel.

He cherished his beard, taking great care in maintaining it. Among their Tiger Demon clan, beards were an important indicator of appearance and related to lifelong events, so grooming and caring for them were never to be taken lightly.

A subordinate Demon Soldier came forward and reported: "Sir, there are ninety li (30 miles) left before we reach the Imperial Tomb."

"Understood, tell everyone to speed up. We shall camp near the Imperial Tomb tonight."

In front of the team, a figure suddenly appeared, standing right in the middle of a narrow mountain path with steep cliffs on both sides. The Demon Soldiers became impatient: "Where did this wild demon come from? He’s not looking for death by blocking the army’s path!"

Immediately, two Demon Horsemen stepped forward and drove him away: "Old man, get lost!"

But the demon simply glanced at them with indifference and uttered a word: "Submit!"

The eyes of the two Demon Horsemen immediately changed from ferocious to submissive. They dismounted and knelt down on the ground: "Master!"

And that command to "submit" seemed to carry a certain kind of decree. As the sound spread, the entire team of Demon Soldiers bowed down like wheat in a strong wind. They fell one after another, all followed by Dylan. His expression showed a bit of confusion and struggle, but it only lasted an instant before he fell from the carriage and knelt down as well: "Master!"

The Old Demon’s clothes were very ancient, and his body was thin and dry, as if he hadn’t eaten for many years. He spoke calmly: "Come forward and report."

"As you wish." Dylan hurriedly crawled forward on his knees, kowtowing in front of the Old Demon: "Master."

"Why have you all come here?"

Dylan truthfully reported the instructions given by the Demon Emperor before their departure, not holding back any secrets. The Old Demon nodded: "Proceed, I also happen to be going there."

"As you wish." Dylan offered his own carriage, personally serving as the coachman for the Old Demon, appearing quite proud.

As the Old Demon boarded the carriage, he suddenly twisted his stiff neck and opened his mouth to suck. A terrifying force of devouring suddenly appeared in the world, and half of the Demon Soldiers in the team turned into dry corpses. Their essence, blood, and demon souls were all swallowed by the Old Demon in one gulp!

The huge essence of blood and demon souls converged into a blood pill, which he swallowed into his abdomen. The Old Demon’s body quickly became full and ruddy, and his temperament also rapidly changed, becoming rugged and rugged, with a hint of dominating the world."Let’s go."

The squad of Demon Soldiers continued to move forward, paying no attention to the dried corpses on the ground. Even the still-living Demon Soldiers had a bit of envy towards them, being able to sacrifice themselves for their master!

Old Demon sat in the carriage, moving his body a little and muttered to himself, "The younger generation has truly declined! Hundreds of Demon Soldiers couldn’t even replenish half of my vital energy."

However, Old Demon was still a little bit pleased with himself, "The timing of my awakening is just right, the power of Tier-8 can already be exerted in this world."

"It’s a pity, though, that there is still some suppression, and I can’t fully unleash my strength."

When Dylan was leading the team, despite urging repeatedly, the Demon Soldiers couldn’t speed up. But after Old Demon took over, the Demon Soldiers bravely rushed forward. It only took half a shichen (1 hour) to reach the Imperial Tomb.

The expression on Old Demon’s face changed slightly, "Some demon has entered the mausoleum of the Seven-Hearted Demon Lord ahead of schedule?" He leaped out and carefully sensed the remaining power in the surrounding void before relaxing a bit, "It’s just Tier-7, haha, it should be a later generation. I thought it would be one of those old opponents from back then."

He pointed at Dylan, "Stay here and don’t let anyone disturb your master."

"As you command!" Dylan and the other Demon Soldiers loyally executed the order, and at this point, even if the Demon Emperor came, they would fight to the death to keep him outside.

Old Demon entered the mausoleum. The remaining defensive power could naturally not stop him. He smoothly arrived in front of the empty entrance at the bottom floor, a slight smile appearing on his face, "It’s just Tier-7, even the outstanding ones among the younger generation would probably find it difficult to pass the Seven-Hearted Demon Lord’s Gravity Swamp."

"It’s just as well. Let them scout ahead, and I’ll reap the benefits." He flickered and transformed into nothingness, entering the Ancient Annihilation Domain.

The answer to Little Princess’s question was: Bean Soldiers.

However, these weren’t the original bean soldiers that he had in mind. There was no need for such high level puppets. Thousands of fist-sized Mechanical Spiders crawled forward, forming a line on the purple grassy path. The Gravity Swamp was like a minefield. Driving these puppets onto it, they stepped on the mines one after another.

Little Princess didn’t voice any objections. After all, the Seven-Hearted Demon Lord’s Calculation Power was unparalleled in the world, and since he had set up the Gravity Swamp, how could it be so easily broken?

However, Little Princess decided to be a good sister for the moment and not discourage her brother.

Hidden in the rear, Old Demon sneered in secret, "You’ve underestimated the Seven-Hearted Demon Lord. The younger generation is truly useless. Hm? It’s a human child?"

Old Demon swallowed his saliva, sucking it back. It had been many years since he had tasted fresh human flesh—how he missed that taste!

Tier-7, not bad. You’ll do. Consuming you should replenish about thirty percent of my vital energy. Don’t disappoint me now."

The Mechanical Spiders marched forward in an orderly fashion, each Gravity Swamp being detected one after another. The Mechanical Spiders that fell into them were crushed without exception—after advancing several hundred meters, the front row of spiders suddenly snapped and was crushed into metal sheets.

"This is...a Gravity Cliff!" Dylan touched his chin and suddenly looked towards the grassland beside him, "There’s so much danger on this purple path, what about the other areas?"

Dylan waved his hand, and hundreds of Mechanical Spiders landed on the ordinary grassland.

The Mechanical Spiders scurried around on the grassland, not triggering any Gravity Swamps. Little Princess clapped her hands, "We were tricked! The Seven-Hearted Demon Lord is really cunning. The real danger is only on this path..."

"Don’t say anything yet." Dylan stopped her, and Little Princess observed carefully. The spiders began to slow down, and rust appeared on their bodies. The rust spread rapidly, and soon all the Mechanical Spiders were rendered immobile by it.

The rust continued to corrode, turning the spiders into iron slag. The iron slag gradually disintegrated, seeping into the grass and providing nourishment to the plants.

"This...the power of water?" Little Princess stared in astonishment. Dylan said, "Guess what would happen to us if we went up there?"

"Although we wouldn’t rust, our outcome wouldn’t be much better than these Mechanical Spiders, right?" Little Princess’s enthusiasm wilted like a frost-bitten eggplant. She looked upward, wondering if flying would be a better option.