Chapter 1355: Chapter 1342: The Little Child Descended from the Sky, Prince of the Demon Race_1 Chapter 1355: Chapter 1342: The Little Child Descended from the Sky, Prince of the Demon Race_1 In the middle of the night, when the feast was about to end and the honored guests were getting up to leave, sudden changes occurred in the sky above the Imperial Palace. Lightning flashed and thunder rolled in the high sky ten thousand meters above, with whirlwinds howling.
In the rolling dark clouds of the night sky, a ink-black hole suddenly appeared. The winds in the void portal were howling, carrying a terrifying force capable of destroying heaven and earth, sweeping across all directions without restraint.
“Who is traversing the void to come to the Human Realm?”
“Could it be an attack by the Demon Race?”
The elders of the Immortal Sects regarded this as a crisis; they were ready for a battle, secretly accumulating their mana, ready to defend against any abrupt external enemies.
“Hahaha, the Human Realm, here I come.”
However, the truth had everyone drop their jaws in surprise.
What they were ready for was not Demon Soldiers or Demon Generals traversing the void. Instead, a three to four years old red-headed Demon Race toddler, with rosy lips and white teeth, appeared to be cute and tender, but with a slightly evil charm in his eyes.
“Beauty!”
As the toddler came out of the void portal, he spotted Yi Xianger at first glance. His eyes suddenly brightened as he sprang a somersault in mid-air with both arms wide open, charging fervently into her embrace.
“Thud.”
He charged with such great force that his small head hit Yi Xianger in the chest, making him dizzy.
Despite this, he still remembered to hug her neck tightly. He took advantage of her being too shocked to react, puckered his lips, and landed a kiss on her cheek.
High elders of the Immortal Sects: “…..”
Where did this little redhead playboy come from?
Let's just send him back where he came from!
Yi Xianger, dumbfounded for a few seconds, furrowed her brow and grabbed the collar of the toddler's clothing, giving him a strong toss.
“Ahhhh!”
The toddler screamed as he was thrown out of the palace.
“No!”
Like a dazzling star, Lin Qingluo rushed out swiftly and caught him before he hit the ground.
“Sister.”
The toddler looked up at her with tears welling up in his eyes, crying pitifully, “That sister was so fierce. She tried to kill me the moment she saw me.”
“Didn't you bring it upon yourself?”
Lin Qingluo rolled her eyes at him without mercy, “You stirred up trouble as soon as you arrived. It's your good luck Xian'er didn't slap you to death.”
“I didn't cause trouble.”
The toddler smirked, covering his mouth, “It was my mouth that got me into trouble. It kissed her on its own.”
Lin Qingluo resisted the urge to smack him on the butt and asked sternly, “Where are you from?”
“The Demon Palace.”
The toddler, with an evil charm in his eyes, grinned, “I stole the Wall-Breaking Ring from the old geezer and sneakily got out.”
Lin Qingluo was startled and snapped at him, “You do have a lot of guts. Running to the Human Realm without getting beaten by him, you're only courting disaster.”
“Master, who is he?”
Four disciples chased after her to the outside of the palace. They couldn't help but frown when they saw the redhead toddler in her arms.
“He is a descendant of the divine beast Blood Jade Qilin, and also the son of the Demon Emperor, the Ninth Prince of the Demon Race.”
Her eyes filled with complexity, Lin Qingluo had long found out the toddler's identity from the Demon General's sea of consciousness.
She knew that the Little Prince who directed the Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals to the Human Realm to gather the Poisonous Insects and Strange Beasts was the toddler in front of her, with tears in his eyes, pretending to be pitiful.
The prince of the Demon Race?!
The four disciples were startled, all took a sharp inhale of cool air.
These four words sounded too thrilling.
“It's inconvenient to talk here. Everyone get into the Primordial Orb and place him in the Peach Grove Cottage first.”
There were sounds of commotion inside the palace walls. The night feast had come to an end, and cultivators were rising into the sky on their swords one after another.
Lin Qingluo made a prompt decision, without waiting for her disciples to respond, she moved her thoughts slightly and absorbed them all into the Primordial Orb.
Chapter end
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