I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

285 Where Is the Holy Son?

The light on the Heavenly Stairway was hazy and dazzling.

By now, many demon beasts had already stepped onto the Heavenly Stairway. Some of them still maintained their human forms, but most of them had already returned to their original forms. They were filled with energy and their magical power surged like tides. Under the churning divine light of the Heavenly Stairway, they displayed all kinds of shocking desires.

Without a doubt, this was a magnificent scene that was rarely seen in thousands of years.

Tens of thousands of demon beasts climbed up together. At this moment, it was as if there was no longer any differentiation in race and bloodline. Whether it was a demon beast from the noble royal family or the most ordinary demon beast, as long as one stood on the Heavenly Stairway, one was simply a seeker on the path of Dao.

Feng Xia could see that there were already many demon beasts standing around, their eyes a little unfocused, obviously already fallen into their dreams.

On their bodies, jade talismans burned and turned into flames to resist the pressure of the Heavenly Stairway’s divine light.

However, the cultivation and strength of each demon beast were different and the jade talismans they held were also different. Under the shroud of the Heavenly Stairway’s divine light, each of them behaved differently.

From time to time, a demon beast would suddenly let out a low cry. The confusion in its eyes would turn chaotic before it gradually woke up.

“Just now… just now, those were… dreams?”

At this moment, a huge creature with six horns and a body length of hundreds of feet suddenly wept bitterly and let out mournful wails. Its cries were like thunder, and no one knew what it had experienced in its dream.

After a long time, when the first jade talisman on its body was about to burn up, the demon beast finally calmed down. The second Spirit Breaking Talisman on its body then burst into flames and at the same time, it continued to climb up with heavy steps.

“Is this the effect of 10 years in a dream?”

Feng Xia took in the entire scene.

Perhaps for these demon beasts, they had already experienced a period of 10 years in their dreams. Time had passed and the world had changed, but in the eyes of an outsider like Feng Xia, the time that passed was only long enough for an incense stick to finish burning.

Such a huge difference was indeed magical!

“As expected, the feeling is getting more and more familiar. If 10 years in a dream is useful to me, perhaps the Azure Dragon incarnation will be able to take that last step soon…”

Feng Xia muttered under his breath and composed himself slightly. “But before that, there’s one more thing to deal with.”

He rubbed his temples slightly and transmitted a voice to the “spiderweb network”. “Hello, are you there?”

Long Da: “… No. SOB.”

Feng Xia could not help but laugh. “Long Da, you can’t say that. Didn’t I hold back earlier and didn’t hurt your egg?”

“But it wasn’t easy for me to reach the Heavenly Stairway, and now I don’t know where I’m at!”

After saying a few words, Long Da worked himself into a rage. “Can’t you give me advance notice so that I can prepare myself mentally?!”

This feeling could undoubtedly be described with one saying—a cooked duck, already in one’s mouth, had suddenly flown away!

However, at the same time, he could not help but feel a little horrified.

Without a doubt, since he was now in a new place, it naturally meant only one thing—the Holy Son, Ying Daoyi, did not get killed by Feng Xia!

If one were to look into it seriously, the question one needed to ask was how many “spare bodies” had the Holy Son prepared!

Dozens, hundreds, or perhaps… more?

Based on what the Long Da knew, in order to achieve this effect of having a “spare body”, one had to at least have a soul fragment, or consciousness, already implanted on that spare body.

Under normal circumstances, the soul had a certain level of self-healing ability. It was actually not a problem to split out one or two soul fragments.

However, if one split the soul into many fragments in a schizophrenic manner like what the Holy Son Ying Daoyi did…

In Long Da’s opinion, such a person should have long been destroyed in body and spirit. He could not have been more dead!

However, the Holy Son Ying Daoyi was still alive and kicking. In fact, in his memories, even though the strength of the Holy Son might still be far from being earth-shattering, yet in terms of weirdness, he could at least be ranked second!

“You should also understand the weirdness of that Holy Son. We can’t really kill him when we kill him. However, we should not let him remain alive. It’s still safer to completely grind his bones and scatter his ashes.”

Feng Xia shook his head as an answer to Long Da’s question. “Otherwise, given that he’s so bent on climbing the Stairway to Heaven, do you think there aren’t any secrets in this place, and that he won’t create some trouble?”

Long Da wanted to grit his teeth, but then he realized that he did not have any teeth.

“You… are right! But I… still really want to smash you to death!”

“Alright, be good and listen. Tell me about your current situation.”

Feng Xia grinned and changed the topic. “Where is the Holy Son now and what kind of demon beast is his new spare body. Also… did he notice the surprise I left for him?”

“Surprise. What surprise?”

Just as Long Da was at a loss, an angry voice sounded, “Xia Donghai! Xia Donghai! If I don’t kill you, I swear I’m not a human…”

How dare you call yourself a human?

Long Da spat in his heart speechlessly.

At this moment, he suddenly sensed a strange fluctuation. “Strange, can this be the surprise Feng Xia mentioned? What exactly is it…”

He simulated a hazy consciousness and probed in the direction of the strange fluctuation.

Over the past few days, he had often done such things right under the Holy Son’s nose. Not only did Ying Daoyi not get suspicious, but he even increased the intensity of his training for Long Da.

In his opinion, the gradually increasing interaction was a sign that the creature in the egg had accepted him.

At about the same time, the Holy Son’s consciousness also found the source of the abnormality.

Immediately after, a furious curse that seemed to be able to shatter the sky exploded.

“Xia! Dong! Hai!”

“Up to the heavens or down to hell, this hatred will never end. I won’t let you off!”

Long Da could also clearly see the source of the abnormality. It was a slowly rotating green lotus that was rooted in the primeval atmosphere. However, the lotus petals were closed and it appeared to be only a flower bud.

The Holy Son’s consciousness touched the green lotus first.

“As the saying goes, there are 50 Great Dao and only 49 paths. There will always be one that will escape man’s grasp.” Feng Xia’s voice sounded in Long Da’s mind. “However, if I want to kill someone, I won’t even give that person even one escape route.”

Right at that moment.

The green lotus suddenly bloomed. The lotus petals cut through the air, dazzling and beautiful. There were exactly 50 of them.

“Your Highness, please accept my big gift.”

In an instant, the Holy Son could only feel the world spinning around him. His consciousness seemed to have instantly crossed a distant space-time and finally landed in a prison formed by lotuses.

The world outside was so far away from him.

He was like a lone lamp with weak light, slowly burning inside the prison, bringing with it some insignificant light.

The grand divine power of the Soul Dao—

Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison!