# Chapter 2257: The One Who Wants to Become the Demon Son
Time flows through the fingertips. Within the territory of the Ten Thousand Demon King, each territory possesses a massive, boundless martial arts arena. Above this arena's void, an ancient mirror hangs high—the Ten Thousand Demon Mirror, capable of illuminating the entire territory of the Ten Thousand Demon King.
At this moment, in Commander Peng's territory, many people had arrived, casting solemn gazes toward the ancient mirror in the sky. The dust-covered martial arts arena had not been stepped upon for who knows how many years. In the Ten Thousand Demon King's territory, every powerful demon beast had once felt the urge to step onto it, yet that urge could only be suppressed.
White Feather, Azure Sea Roc, Heze Python, and the other six had all gathered here, as if by prior agreement. These six were called by Commander Peng those with the strength to become guardians of the Demon Son. However, there was still a gap between them and becoming the Demon Son himself. Any one of them would find it difficult to deal with any of the other five, not to mention the countless geniuses throughout the Ten Thousand Demon King's territory.
"A pity. Within a year, I will definitely become a Heavenly Demon Emperor, passing by the chance to be Demon Son. No opportunity remains." Old Poison stared at the mirror in the void, his cold eyes flickering.
"Tino, Dark Gold Eye King, Purple Void Flood Dragon, how about one of you give it a try?"
The others remained silent, merely staring ahead. Even though they were confident in their own strength, they still knew they lacked the ability to step up.
Besides them, many others were present, their gazes unable to resist looking toward the ancient mirror in the sky.
Just then, in the distance, a young figure seemed to be strolling, heading this way.
"It's him." White Feather saw the newcomer and revealed a strange expression. Heze Python's eyes turned, then revealed a hint of greed. This fellow had finally appeared. A lifetime of memories—he had been thinking about it all along.
"Little one, stop right there." Old Poison called out to Lin Feng. Lin Feng looked at him, also seeing White Feather and the others, and nodded slightly.
"You entered the Ten Thousand Demon King's Sacred Domain last time as well, didn't you? Did you experience a lifetime?" Old Poison asked Lin Feng.
Lin Feng gazed calmly at Old Poison, then nodded slightly.
"Since that's the case, share the memories of that lifetime with us." Old Poison said calmly, as if stating something extremely ordinary.
Lin Feng stared at Old Poison for a moment, then ignored him, looking at the others instead. They all remained silent, merely watching Lin Feng, as if tacitly agreeing with Old Poison's words.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth. Then he lifted his foot and continued walking forward.
"Oh?" Old Poison revealed a strange expression. This fellow actually dared to defy his words.
"I told you to stop." Old Poison's voice turned colder, but no one paid attention. Lin Feng continued forward, causing Old Poison's expression to grow increasingly ugly.
"No, where is he going?" White Feather's gaze contracted. Lin Feng's steps were heading toward the martial arts arena, toward the Ten Thousand Demon Mirror.
"Impossible. How could he go seek death?" White Feather didn't believe it. Lin Feng would surely stop.
At this moment, Azure Sea Roc and the others also sensed something was wrong. Lin Feng was walking toward the Ten Thousand Demon Mirror. Was he insane?
Their eyes gradually narrowed. Lin Feng's footsteps arrived at the foot of the martial arts arena and paused, causing them all to breathe a slight sigh of relief. Sure enough, this fellow—why was he walking so close for no reason?
But at that moment, Lin Feng's body slowly rose into the air, floating directly onto the martial arts arena. Then, he took another step forward.
"This..." White Feather and the others were stunned. The people around them were also stunned. Only the Ten Thousand Demon Mirror in the void shone upon him, and in an instant, the entire world seemed to light up.
"You're crazy." White Feather shouted at Lin Feng.
"Let him go seek death." Heze Python sneered. An ignorant fool who didn't know his place.
But Lin Feng seemed completely unaware of their words. He raised his head, looking at the ancient mirror in the void, and spoke calmly: "The Demon Son of this generation is me."
As his words fell, in all the territories of this world, the Ten Thousand Demon Mirrors simultaneously released brilliant light, covering heaven and earth. The light reflected toward the distant sky, and the entire territory of the Ten Thousand Demon King lit up at this moment.
Everyone in the world raised their heads, looking toward the sky. There, a figure stood on the martial arts arena, looking up at the void, announcing to the heavens: "The Demon Son of this generation is me."
Seven-Feather Demon Young Master looked up at the void. The woman beside him looked up at the void. Their expressions all froze.
The shop owner who had once sold the feathered robe looked up at the void, his pupils contracting. He was declaring war on the entire world.
"Seeking death." Seven-Feather Demon Young Master spat out a cold sound. Then he saw Lin Feng's figure walk down from the martial arts arena. With every step he took, the light curtain in the void followed him. His movements were no longer a secret. Instead, everyone could see him. He had nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape.
In seven days, he would welcome slaughter.
Lin Feng looked up at the void, at the Ten Thousand Demon Mirror. In seven days, he would battle the world, lasting three months. If he endured these three months, he would be the Demon Son.
Lifting his foot, Lin Feng walked down from the martial arts arena. White Feather opened her mouth, her beautiful eyes looking at Lin Feng as if seeing a stranger, as if meeting Lin Feng for the first time.
"Demon Son?" Heze Python revealed a cold and sinister smile. In his open mouth, venomous fangs seemed to flash with green light. How ridiculous. This person wanted to become the Demon Son? Was he insane?
"Whoosh!" Azure Sea Roc spread his wings and suddenly pounced forward, instantly arriving before Lin Feng. His massive body swept over Lin Feng's head, then circled there. But Lin Feng didn't even glance at him, walking forward calmly, leaving this place.
Azure Sea Roc's body kept circling above Lin Feng's head, as if he might strike at any moment and kill Lin Feng.
"Shouldn't we make him share the memories of that lifetime with us first before killing him?" Heze Python said coldly, following Lin Feng as well. He wanted to see how this fellow would die.
Wherever Lin Feng went, the mirror in the void shone on him, following him. That day, Lin Feng returned to his dwelling, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.
During these seven days, countless figures flashed, heading toward Commander Peng's territory to see this person who wanted to become the Demon Son.
The seven days finally arrived. With a rumbling explosion, the castle where Lin Feng lived was blasted to pieces by demon beasts. In the void, many demon beasts circled in the air. They had been waiting for this day. The moment the time came, heavenly thunder descended, and the buildings below turned to dust. Then everyone saw a figure slowly rise into the air. This person wore a black robe, his long hair as dark as ink, his eyes cold and boundless.
"Oh?" Countless people frowned. This person's attire was too familiar.
"Nether God."
White Feather's expression stiffened as she stared at Lin Feng: "He is the Nether God."
Heze Python's expression instantly became extremely interesting. Back then, he had been killed by someone in the Demon Spirit Trial Ground. That person was the one before him, the man called the Nether God.
Seven-Feather Demon Young Master and the female demon were together, looking up at the void. Under the mirror's curtain, the black robe fluttered.
"It's him." The female demon's face turned pale. Seven-Feather Demon Young Master's expression was also ugly. He had once been blasted into fleeing by this person.
"Demon Young Master, isn't this the person we saw last time? Why are you so surprised now?" At this moment, Seven-Feather Demon Young Master was precisely in front of the shop from last time. The shop owner had long recognized Lin Feng and didn't understand why Seven-Feather Demon Young Master was only now shocked. Shouldn't he have known long ago?
"He is the Nether God, the Nether God of the Demon Spirit Tower." Someone nearby spoke. Instantly, the shop owner's expression also became very interesting. He deeply glanced at Seven-Feather Demon Young Master. It seemed the rumors were true.
The shop owner recalled what he had said to Lin Feng last time and couldn't help but reveal a self-deprecating smile. Seven-Feather Demon Young Master, a Demon Son guardian—so what? He wanted to become the Demon Son, declaring war on the world.
Under that mirror's curtain, a demon emperor circling in the void suddenly pounced down, his speed as fast as lightning, charging toward Lin Feng. This person wanted to become the Demon Son—seeking death.
The terrifying speed made this demon beast seem like a sharp sword shooting toward Lin Feng. But at that moment, Lin Feng raised his hand and suddenly grabbed toward the void. In an instant, he caught the demon beast's sharp claws. His fist was even tougher and sharper than the demon emperor's claws.
Infinite sharp demonic light burst forth. Lin Feng's fist punched toward the demon beast's abdomen. With a cracking explosion, the demon beast let out a piercing and miserable howl, and then his body shattered into pieces. Blood and snow scattered, feathers floating in the void. Lin Feng stood there, looking toward the void, like a true Nether God.
Since the seven days had passed, others had the qualification to kill him, and he, likewise, could kill the demon beasts and people who attacked him.
The first exchange—the most cold-blooded slaughter—had brutally killed a powerful demon emperor, making the entire world see clearly the strength of the Nether God of the Demon Spirit Tower. If you wanted to kill him, be prepared to pay the price of death.
Sure enough, after the first demon beast died under such iron-blooded methods, the other demon beasts circling in the void had all been ready to attack but then held back. They were deeply shaken by that first killing. This was the one who wanted to become the Demon Son. His strength had just bloomed for the first time.
A demon emperor—killed in one strike!