Li Xiaotian did not hesitate, and quickly sat cross-legged to circulate the demonic cultivation technique. His body was filled with too much energy, which needed to be transferred and integrated.
"Rumble!" Li Xiaotian's internal energy surged wildly. The power of his blood, the energy cultivated by the Heavenly Emperor Art, and the energy of the Demon Lord were rapidly merging through the demonic cultivation technique.
Simultaneously, Li Xiaotian's body was constantly changing. The integrated energy flowed swiftly throughout his body, and every bone, every piece of flesh and blood was absorbing the newly born energy.
At this moment, Li Xiaotian felt that his state was exceptionally good, as if his current self was complete.
Before, though the two types of energy in his body did not affect his performance, the disparity between the energy and his bloodline always made him feel something was amiss.
But now, he could feel every change in his entire body, as if every cell had been reborn.
This was the demonic cultivation technique! Li Xiaotian was shocked. Devouring all things, his three internal energies were instantly fused into one.
No wonder the Demon Lord rose through constant battles. It was no wonder people were envious of his all-embracing approach.
After all, energy also had its types. After he broke through to the Emperor level, he had observed the difference in energy absorption between Long Yiye Qingmei and himself.
But the demonic cultivation technique accepted allcomers. This meant that as long as it was energy, regardless of its nature, the demonic cultivation technique could absorb and devour it.
"Rumble!" Li Xiaotian's body was rapidly transforming. He knew that his current strength was increasing too quickly, which was not a good thing. He needed to consolidate it and build a solid foundation.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes. He let out a long breath, then stood up and looked at the pile of powder on the throne.
"Senior, thank you for your endowment. I, Li Xiaotian, swear here that if I become a Saint level expert in the future, I will surely fulfill your last wish!"
Li Xiaotian spoke from his heart. This meant he had to avenge the Demon Lord in the future. Li Xiaotian gathered the Demon Lord's ashes, planning to find a scenic place to bury them after he left. In a way, the Demon Lord was his indirect master.
Then Li Xiaotian looked at the demonic sword on the throne. It was entirely black, emitting a faint eerie glow, giving off a bone-chilling coldness.
Li Xiaotian circulated the demonic cultivation technique and then reached out to grasp the demonic sword.
Instantly, a chill filled his body, and an extreme killing intent arose in his heart, making his entire being exude a sense of ferocity.
"A formidable fiendish weapon!" Li Xiaotian whispered, fully circulating the demonic cultivation technique and subduing the demonic sword according to the Demon Lord's memories.
Actually, Li Xiaotian was incredibly lucky. Because he had inherited the Demon Lord's legacy and possessed the Demon Lord's energy within him, the demonic sword offered no resistance.
If anyone else had tried to subdue the demonic sword, even a Heavenly level expert might not have been able to tame it.
A Heavenly level weapon, just one step away from becoming a Saint weapon, only for the Demon Lord to perish, and it even killed its master.
This filled the demonic sword with ferocity and killing intent.
"Buzz!" The demonic sword hummed and vibrated slightly. A terrifying sword aura flashed and then quickly diminished, being absorbed into Li Xiaotian's body.
Li Xiaotian's eyes flickered. With the demonic sword, the old ancestor of the Tian family at the peak of the Emperor level probably wouldn't be able to withstand even one of his moves.
However, it was a pity that he could not expose the demonic sword yet. Not only could he not unleash its full power, but if he were to reveal it, the Demon Lord's old enemies, including the one who killed him, would likely come looking for him, putting him in grave danger.
His cultivation technique could be disguised, but the demonic sword could not. The demonic sword's aura was too powerful.
However, this also made Li Xiaotian excited. With the demonic sword, he essentially had an additional trump card for survival. When conditions permitted, he could also use it to kill enemies.
After subduing the demonic sword, Li Xiaotian looked around, his eyes filled with even more excitement.
The Demon Lord had two supreme treasures: one was the demonic sword, which he had now subdued, and the other was the palace before him.
Compared to the demonic sword, Li Xiaotian valued the demonic palace more because the demonic palace could change its shape, and more importantly, its terrifying defensive capabilities.
"From now on, you shall be my Dragon King Hall!" Li Xiaotian whispered, his eyes flickering.
After a while, the demonic palace began to transform. A giant dragon phantom appeared on its surrounding walls, baring its fangs and claws, looking extremely fierce.
Its top also began to change, transforming into a pagoda-like structure, with dense text appearing on each side.
Those texts were the names of the fallen warriors of the Dragon King Hall.
Thus, the demonic palace was transformed by Li Xiaotian into a shape resembling a three-tiered pagoda. Although it was a single space inside, it looked completely different from its previous appearance.
The lowest level had a dragon totem on the outside. The second level bore the names of the fallen brothers of the Dragon King Hall. The uppermost level, like traditional Eastern palaces, had dragon sculptures at each of the four corners, with a dragon pearl at the very center.
Li Xiaotian moved his mind, and the Dragon King Hall floated up, then flew towards the outside of the bronze great gate.
"Rumble!" The deafening roar startled everyone in the plaza. They all stared dumbfounded at the black palace flying towards them, frozen in place.
The appearance of the palace had changed drastically from before, so Long Yi and the others had no idea that this palace was the one from deep within the bronze great gate.
Then, Li Xiaotian flew out of the palace. With a thought, the Dragon King Hall landed in the center of the plaza.
"Big Brother!" Long Yi's eyes widened instantly.
"King!" On the plaza, all the War Gods shouted in unison, their hearts filled with shock, but more so with excitement.
Especially seeing the elegant characters "Dragon King Hall" floating on the front of the palace, and the names on the second level, they seemed to understand something.
"From this day forth, the Dragon King Hall shall rise again! We were once top world overlords, and in the future, this world will surely have a place for my Dragon King Hall!"
Li Xiaotian's voice resonated in everyone's ears, and instantly, everyone in the plaza erupted, tears streaming down their faces.
"King!" The soldiers shouted in unison.
"Glory to the Dragon King Hall! Glory to my King! We are willing to swear our lives to follow our King!!!"
Li Xiaotian smiled. With these things left behind by the Demon Lord, he had the confidence to empower everyone in the Dragon King Hall to become a top force rivaling those resurgent powers within a short period.
Meanwhile, outside, half a year after Li Xiaotian disappeared, the outside world had undergone immense changes. The situation was different almost every day.
The monstrous beasts had fully revived. Within the Qin Dynasty alone, there were two revived beast factions.
One was the Myriad Beasts Mountain north of the capital, and the other was the Endless Desert to the west of the Qin Dynasty.
With the revival of the monstrous beasts, countless beasts had invaded human cities, crazily devouring humans.
One-third of the Qin Dynasty's territory was occupied by monstrous beasts, and even several resurgent factions had been wiped out by them.
The entire Earth was in utter chaos, especially the coastal nations, where weaker ones were directly annihilated by the monstrous beasts.