Picking Up Supreme Treasures in the Dream Realm

This message is now ranked 68th on the trending list.

The reason for the low ranking is that the message has just been released. It’s certain that it will rapidly surge into the top three of the trending list.

Frost clicked on the message and immediately saw a high-definition picture.

It’s exactly a photo of the demon.

The demon is covered in black scales, with the edges of each scale faintly glimmering with dark red.

On its head were a pair of horns, and behind it was a tail, sharp at the tip like a spear point.

Most striking was the arrangement of scales on the demon’s chest, vaguely forming a skull pattern.

Just with this appearance alone, one gets the feeling that this monster is absolutely not benevolent.

Frost whispered softly: "So this is what demons look like."

Below the photo, there were two lines of text.

The first line: "This is the first live demon captured by the Canglan People, whose strength has reached the High Rank Warrior level."

Frost had only one thought about this: "Even a High Rank Warrior can capture it alive, the Great Xia Ghost is too powerful."

The second line: "According to Mr. Ghost’s sensing, at least over five hundred different soul presences remain within this demon, each belonging to a poor Canglan person."

Frost instantly had a hypothesis: "Did the Carmenians sacrifice over five hundred innocents to help this demon descend onto Canglan Star?"

He turned to gaze at a hill in the distance and sighed silently.

The hill used to be a tourist attraction, with a stone temple built at the top, and statues of gods from mythological tales carved inside, hence named ’Mount of Gods.’

Later, in the era of superpowers, the area was requisitioned by the Federation government, becoming the headquarters of the superpower user agency, Mount of Gods.

Frost thought of a line to write in his diary: "Below Mount of Gods, lies a burial of countless bones."

"The demon sits high upon the throne, feasting on the flesh and blood of innocents; I believe this place is more like ’Mount of Demons.’

There weren’t many people talking in the bus.

It’s evident that the text paired with the photo deeply touched all the media personnel present.

Frost lowered his head and started browsing the news again.

Half an hour later.

The bus arrived at the hotel where the media group was staying.

Frost opened the notebook and started documenting everything happening at the Demon Gate.

After writing over a dozen pages, he moved the mouse and clicked the ’save’ button.

Frost rubbed his wrist and muttered in a very low voice: "The diary is kept in the Land of Freedom; I wonder when you will notice it."

The ’you’ in his words referred exactly to the Great Xia People.

The Great Xia People hold the highest authority in the Land of Freedom, and he believes they will certainly be able to see his personal diary.

So he deliberately expressed his allegiance to Great Xia in this way.

Great Xia didn’t even send him a penny in rations, yet he actively served Great Xia.

In his personal diary, this reporter has a very detailed description of the internal structure, entry and exit methods, with information about the guards at the Demon Gate.

The Carmenians would never dream that Mr. Frost, who has repeatedly published articles criticizing Great Xia, is actually a spy who came with his own ’rations.’

*

Demon Gate.

Jeremy, the leader of Mount of Gods, stood with a robust figure under the silvery white ring.

This figure was nearly 2.5 meters tall, undoubtedly a small Giant.

His features were very pronounced, deep eyes, prominent nose, with slightly curly golden hair, looking somewhat handsome.

But upon closer inspection, this appearance always gave an indescribable awkward feeling.

Jeremy turned to look at the figure, and respectfully said: "Lord Jager! I vaguely sense the Great Xia Ghost seems to be just opposite, and hasn’t left."

Jager said indifferently: "You’re sensing correctly."

He paused and added: "From now on, call me by my Carmenia name ’Holmes.’

Jeremy replied: "Understood!"

Holmes’ eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and his pupils actually turned into eerie vertical slits.

Moreover, fine black scales surfaced on the skin of his face.

The shape of the scales was very similar to those of the Qing yang Demon Race.

Holmes snorted coldly: "The Great Xia Ghost wants to challenge me!"

Jeremy was a little stunned, and his tone carried a hint of anticipation: "Do you plan to engage?"

The leader originally thought Lord Jager would decisively enter the World Gate and teach the Great Xia Ghost a lesson.

However, reality surprised him greatly.

Holmes’ eyes glimmered for a moment and shook his head: "My transformation has just completed, so it’s not suitable to engage with an enemy for the time being."

Jeremy didn’t speak, but felt somewhat shocked inside.

A thought came to him: "Lord Jager clearly said before that he transformed into a form of the Canglan People, with minimal decline in strength; this lord’s strength reached the Quasi-Knight level, yet even he doesn’t have the confidence to defeat the Great Xia Ghost?"

Jeremy glanced at the World Gate and suddenly discovered something - the Federation has never figured out exactly how strong the Great Xia Ghost is.

*

Sea of Death Black Sand.

The vast sandstorm obscures everything.

Yang Fan stands atop the Centipede Overlord, gazing steadily at a spatial rift suspended in the sky.

After a while.

He withdraws his gaze and murmurs: "Clearly human, yet carrying the aura of a demon; might it be ’rebirth blood sacrifice’?"

The so-called ’rebirth blood sacrifice’ is an exceptionally unique form of sacrificial ritual.

This ritual requires consuming high-quality offerings; during the process, the skin from the offerings must be completely peeled off, and the sacrificer wears it, using the power of the ritual to merge the skin into themselves.

As more skin merges, the sacrificer’s life form gradually changes until they transform into a different life form.

But only their body changes, their essence of life remains unchanged.

Yang Fan sighed: "So, demons are no longer content with manipulating from behind the scenes and have begun to intervene personally?"