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A hidden location.

"Boom crack——"

In a dim and obscure space, bolts of thunder crazily slashed down, striking a piece of dark boulder over and over, causing it to constantly surface with lightning-shaped cracks.

After an unknown amount of time, the boulder suddenly disintegrated and revealed a pool of liquid that flowed with electric plasma and golden radiance.

At that moment, a shadowy figure in a black robe abruptly appeared.

It was Duanmu Yan.

"Five years of time, finally a success..."

Duanmu Yan looked at the pool of golden liquid with a trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth. With a wave of his hand, a ring of golden light flew out.

It was a golden feather, and though it was but a single feather, it emanated a dreadful dominance that could make the Power of Heaven and Earth submit.

"A feather nurtured with endless effort by the Winged Demon God..."

Duanmu Yan quietly sighed to himself, "Combined with so many treasures, the avatar that is cultivated from this should at least be able to exhibit a third of the Golden Feather Demon Saint's true strength."

After the golden feather merged into the pool of golden liquid, the aura of the liquid dramatically surged.

A wisp of illusory light flew from the darkness and stealthily merged into the golden liquid.

Instantly, the golden liquid's electricity crazily circulated, beginning to condense without pause, soon forming an almost realistic human figure.

That was a tall man, swirling with golden electricity, exuding a terrifying aura.

In a moment.

The tall man slowly opened his eyes, his cold dark gold light flickering incessantly.

"Golden Feather Demon Saint."

Duanmu Yan smiled and asked, "How do you feel now? How much strength can this avatar exert?"

The Golden Feather Demon Saint was silent for a long while before slowly saying, "This avatar... is indeed extraordinary, and can actually exert approximately thirty-five percent of my true strength?"

Duanmu Yan laughed and said, "The treasures consumed by this avatar of yours are even more than what I had back then, nourished for a full five years. Not only is it most suited to your path, but crucially, it includes one of the Demon God feathers nurtured with endless effort, naturally allowing your avatar to exert power beyond its limits."

Normally, a Saint level expert could only create an avatar using Divine Thought to remotely control the Power of Heaven and Earth to condense into form, and generally, it wouldn't have even one-thousandth of the original body's strength.

Only by expending a large amount of treasures could an avatar possibly exert about ten percent of the original body's strength.

Even if more treasures were consumed, it would be considered good if the avatar could reach ten to twenty percent of the original body's strength. Theoretically, reaching twenty percent of the original's strength with an endless supply of treasures was the limit.

Like the Blood Sea Saint Mother, who didn't need any treasures and didn't take much time to repeatedly use the Blood Sea Power to nurture an avatar possessing twenty percent of the limit's strength. Her actual body in the Blood Sea was nearly immortal, which is why the Blood Sea Saint Mother held such a formidable reputation.

Creating an avatar that surpassed the limit, however, always came at a price paid by those who were Proving their Dao.

Like how Duanmu Yan once utilized a heart scale from the Dream Demon Ancestor, allowing his avatar to break through the limits and reach thirty percent of the original body's strength.

The Golden Feather Demon Saint's avatar also consumed an unimaginable amount of treasures, taking a full five years, plus one of the Demon God feathers that was highly valued, to reach thirty-five percent of the original body's strength!

"Thirty-five percent strength, plus a Semi-Divine Artifact, is stronger than my original body without a Semi-Divine Artifact."

The Golden Feather Demon Saint softly said, "Unless the Seventeenth Prince successfully achieves Harmonization and becomes a Saint contrary to Heaven, with my current strength, killing him should be as easy as flipping my hand."

Of course, if he were his original body wielding a Semi-Divine Artifact, it would naturally be several times stronger than the avatar using the Semi-Divine Artifact.

"Indeed." Duanmu Yan nodded and smiled, "For this you should be thankful to the Winged Demon God. The Semi-Divine Artifact was provided by the Winged Demon God, and the transformative feather was given to you by the Winged Demon God too. Paying such a massive price, and the Winged Demon God also discussed at length with the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, do you understand the Winged Demon God's expectations of you?"

The Golden Feather Demon Saint was silent for a long while, took a deep breath, and said, "I naturally understand the grace of my foster father..."

"The Heavenly Demon Ancestor wants you to trade lives with the Seventeen Prince along with the other five Demon Saints," Duanmu Yan said with emotion. "But the Winged Demon God still holds fatherly affection for you; in order not to affect the plan, he also wants to preserve your life, which certainly comes at a great cost."

The Golden Feather Demon Saint understood.

According to the original plan, it should have been him in his original form attacking the Seventeenth Prince.

If it really came to the step of killing the Seventeenth Prince, with endless sins descending upon him, not only was he bound to die without doubt, but he would also have his soul and spirit dissipated into nothingness.

But his foster father, the Winged Demon God who once expelled him from the clan, still remembered that long-buried affection of father and son.

Such a hefty price was paid to allow his avatar to reach the level of his original body, and to use the avatar would not impact the plan.

"Just..."

The Golden Feather Demon Saint furrowed his brows and said, "Even if it is the avatar that kills the Seventeenth Prince, it would still be considered my doing, and endless sins will descend upon me. Duanmu Yan, are you sure my original form will really not be detected by the Eye of Heaven?"

"Absolutely impossible."

Duanmu Yan said calmly with a smile, "This place is a Dream-world created from myself, stable only with the aid of the Dream Demon Ancestor's treasure. I am one beyond the calculations of fate, and once this Dream-world unfolds, everything within it becomes invisible to the Eye of Heaven, even if there are great sins, they shall be severed right here."

He looked at the Golden Feather Demon Saint and said, "Even if you truly kill the Seventeenth Prince, as long as you don't leave this realm of the Dream-world, the Eye of Heaven will not detect you."