Prime Originator

Nevertheless, Leon did not dwell on the demon's behaviors. 

Back in the Divine Realm, even humans can turn into vicious demons and backstab their friends and allies over their scrambles for treasures, let alone treasures that come from a secret realm filled with inheritances.

'Demons aren't the thing to be wary of in a secret realm,' Leon silently mused. 

Even so, the odds are against human's favor. If there is any chance of betrayal and backstabbing, it would only happen after the demons are eliminated from the equations.

Over the next half an hour, the demons triggered the trap formations and arrays a few more times, killing more Lesser Demons and Greater Demons. 

Despite that, the commotion continued to draw in more demons to become cannon fodders for the three Greater Demons of the Nine Great Clans.

Dead bodies continued to lay askew on the ground, dried like empty husks, as everyone silently observed the demons attempting to solve the tomb's entrance puzzle.

Rumble…!

The ground suddenly shook as their central tree began to twist and grew—No, it was raised from the ground before the tomb entrance was revealed. 

"Success!" 

Scaly-Tailed Limopith's eyes sparkled as the other demons stared at the entrance with excitement.

"Good work, everyone," Three-Eyed Balthagan praised their efforts before stating, "We may have unraveled the entrance, but more trial awaits us ahead."

"Kekeke, the Abyssal Wood Demon King's trials will surely not be ordinary. I hope you are all prepared," Red-Horned Rathadas sniggered coldly.

The demons' excitement quickly died down as if their heads were doused in a bucket of cold water. 

"Let's go!"

After Three-Eyed Balthagan urged the demons to trailblaze the path ahead, the three Greater Demons of the Nine Great Clans entered the tomb promptly.

Within a few moments, the demons were all gone from sight, leaving only the pile of empty corpses behind outside. 

"The demons have entered the tomb! Let's follow them in!" a Battle Master said eagerly. 

However, he was quickly stopped by the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman, "Wait. It's too early. Entering now will expose our presences to the demons and put our lives at risk."

"The Venerable Shaman is right. If more demons enter after us, we will be pincered by the demons and have nowhere to run," Chief Baskara suddenly added, causing the others to turn to him with surprised looks.

"Baskara Boya, have you rested enough?" the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman asked. 

"Yes, Venerable Shaman," Chief Baskara nodded and said, "I feel better now. No more headaches. More importantly, things are about to get interesting by the looks of it."

As Chief Baskara said that, he shifted his gaze to the tomb's entrance underneath the central tree. 

"That's right," the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman nodded before saying, "The problem is picking the right timing to enter when the demons are all weakened by the trials." 

"However, we have no means of finding out when the right time will be. After all, we would have to send someone inside to observe the situation without being discovered by the demons if we want to figure that out."

"True…" 

A few moments later, the group fell silent in thought as they stared at the tomb's entrance below while Leon's gaze lingered on the unsapped demon corpse and its puddle of demon blood.

'I wonder how many Origin Blood I can refine from its demon…' Leon mused thoughtfully. 

If he gets multiple Origin Blood from a single demon again, he would be able to draw some conclusions regarding demon blood—or rather, their cultivation. 

"I'll be back in a bit."

"What are you planning to…"

After scanning the vicinity with his divine sense, Leon quickly descended to collect some Lesser Demon Blood before the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman could finish asking him.

A few moments later, Leon returned stealthily and undetected as several demons arrived at the central tree's location.

"What did you collect the demon blood for, Young Master Leonhardt?" Chief Baskara asked curiously while staring at the vial of demon blood in Leon's hand.

"It is required as part of my cultivation," Leon casually answered.

Shortly after, Leon uncorked the vial of demon blood before refining the demon blood essence into Origin Blood.

Within moments, Leon produced three types of Origin Blood. 

Although they were all variants of the Furry Demon Bloodline, they were all different types of Origin Blood, nonetheless.

Leon absorbed them all and reached an accumulation of 27 Origin Bloods before feeling a subtle improvement in his strength and regenerative capability as his eyes brightened.

'Seems like I will be able to reach the next level of mastery soon if I continue to refine every demon blood I get my hands on,' Leon mused. 

'Still, for a Lesser Demon to possess multiple bloodlines, albeit fewer than the Arch Demon, it cannot be a coincidence. This might be a unique trait of their inter-race breeding or a result of their unrefined cultivation.'

A Lesser Demon gave him 3 Origin Bloods, while an Arch Demon gave him 12 Origin Bloods. 

Although Leon had yet to confirm whether these are fixed numbers, it was clear that demons possess multiple bloodlines—which was good news for him.

Seeing that Leon was in deep thoughts, no one disturbed him and focused on observing the tomb's entrance instead.

Suddenly, demon screams echoed out from the tomb's entrance. 

"The tomb's first trial has begun," the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman calmly stated with a smile. The demon screams were like music to his ears. 

"So it seems," Chief Baskara also smiled before saying, "I wonder what kind of trial they are facing. It'll be great if it kills them all."

"If they all die in the first trial? Who will clear the rest of the trials for us? It won't be easy to reap the tomb's inheritance without the demons clearing the—"

As the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman spoke, a black demonic spider with three red stripes on its back suddenly dangled in front of his field of vision before he killed it on reflex with a swift chop.

At the same time, more demonic spiders began appearing in front of everyone before a Battle Master exclaimed in alarm, "Woah!"

"Where did these things suddenly come from?!"

When Leon and the others shifted their gazes upward, their expression immediately changed as thousands of demonic spiders descended with their webs.