Actually, Xu Yingwang was arrogant and conceited, holding himself in high regard. Looking at the world, the only person he admired was Tu Shanche, the commander of the demon race.

However, Chen Xiao's appearance made him feel a sense of crisis.

Although he didn't show much on the surface, he didn't like this young human in his heart.

If you have to ask why, maybe it's related to the demon lord's favor of the young human?

Xu Yingwang wasn't sure what that feeling was, but he knew very well that deep down, there was a strong sense of envy.

But at this moment, he had to admit it.

This young human, whether in terms of his current strength or his future potential, was far above him.

"Sigh."

Someone sighed silently, but it wasn't Xu Yingwang, it was the Golden Lion King.

Faced with such a talented young human, who wouldn't admire him?

Of course, there was also Bai Guangda… because he scratched his head, completely unaware of what had just happened, or what it meant.

However, the Seven Gods Painting continued to light up with new colors.

Yellow representing light, orange representing loyalty, cyan representing wisdom, and blue representing honesty.

In less than twenty minutes, Chen Xiao had gained the recognition of six gods.

Xu Yingwang shook his head and smiled wryly, "I thought I had already overestimated him enough. Now it seems, I still underestimated him."

"Awesome!"

The Golden Lion King uttered two words, staying true to his nature of treasuring words like gold.

Bai Guangda didn't quite understand, but he had already realized Chen Xiao's strength. He opened his mouth wide, not saying a word, but his shock was written all over his face.

Xiao Hei danced with joy.

"Too awesome, too awesome, as expected of my father, truly badass… Hey, Xu Yingwang, didn't you say my father wouldn't be recognized by the Seven Gods? What about now? Does your face hurt?"

Xiao Hei even taunted Xu Yingwang with a smug look.

Xu Yingwang's face turned black, but he was now completely unable to refute.

Because even the demon lord said with a wry smile, "Originally, I thought I was a peerless genius of the demon race, and he was a peerless genius of the human race. We were kindred spirits, but now it seems, I was wrong. His ability is far above mine!"

Xu Yingwang said unconvincingly, "Demon Lord, it's too early to say that. You have gained the recognition of all seven gods, he has only gained the recognition of six so far. Although he is far ahead of you in terms of time, maybe the seventh god won't recognize him!"

As soon as Xu Yingwang finished speaking, the last ray of light on the Seven Gods Painting shone brightly.

It was the pink color representing kindness.

At this point, the last of the Seven Gods also recognized Chen Xiao.

The demon lord Tu Shanche looked at Xu Yingwang with a wry smile, as if to say, "What about now?"

Of course, he didn't say these words.

Because to be honest, Chen Xiao's performance was a bit of a blow to him.

Because in his opinion, Chen Xiao might gain the recognition of six gods, and even if he could gain the recognition of seven gods, it would definitely take a lot of effort.

But what was the result? He gained the recognition of the Seven Gods without any effort at all.

You must know that when he gained the recognition of the seventh god back then, it took him a lot of effort, a full day.

Moreover, this was under the premise that he had worshiped the Seven Gods since he was a child.

The demon lord had lived for thousands of years and had never suffered such a big blow.

Everyone was speechless, and an endless silence flowed in the air.

The hall was as silent as death, and all that could be heard were their faint breaths.

This silence lasted for five minutes.

Finally, Xu Yingwang noticed something was wrong and broke the silence, "No, no, this is not right!"

"Hmm?"

The Golden Lion King looked at Xu Yingwang in confusion, using a single word to express his bewilderment.

Bai Guangda scratched his head and looked at the seemingly crazy Xu Yingwang, asking cautiously, "Xu Yingwang, what's wrong with you? What's not right?"

Xiao Hei looked at Xu Yingwang warily. As long as this guy said anything unfavorable to his father, he would immediately retort.

The gray-haired demon lord woke up from his dream and said with a frown, "That's right, Chen Xiao has already gained the recognition of the Seven Gods, so why hasn't he been teleported out yet? Logically speaking, after gaining the recognition of the Seven Gods, he should be teleported out immediately, but now, several minutes have passed."

Xu Yingwang asked faintly, "Could it be that he can't get out?"

"Can't get out?"

Xiao Hei was shocked, "Foster father, what does Xu Yingwang mean by that? If he can't get out, what will happen to my father?"

Tu Shanche swallowed and said in a deep voice, "He will be trapped inside, and his body and soul will be destroyed."

Xiao Hei's head buzzed, "No, that's impossible, how could my father's body and soul be destroyed? He must still have something to accomplish, he can't not be able to get out!"

"The Seven Gods Painting is not a world, it is just a piece of chaos. After the divine sense enters, there will be no autonomous consciousness, so theoretically speaking, there is no such thing as 'there is still something to accomplish'."

Xu Yingwang said faintly.

"Foster father, what's going on? My father, is he really unable to get out?"

Xu Yingwang's words made Xiao Hei's blood surge, and he couldn't wait.

"I have never encountered this situation before, or even heard of it…"

The demon lord shook his head helplessly.

"No, no, I don't believe it!"

The demon lord's words shattered the last trace of luck in Xiao Hei's heart.

Buzz—

His head buzzed even louder, and he rushed towards the Seven Gods Painting like a madman.

"I don't believe it, just a broken painting can trap my father! I'll tear this broken painting apart!"

Xiao Hei pounced over, sharp claws growing on his hands, flowing with black energy, and scratched down.

"Xiao Hei, don't…"

Tu Shanche was still in a daze, so he didn't stop Xiao Hei in time. By the time he wanted to stop him, it was too late.

With a bang…

Xiao Hei was bounced back and fell heavily to the ground. His body's energy was disordered, and he spat out a mouthful of turbid blood.

"Nonsense!"

The demon lord scolded angrily, "How can you, a little ghost in the Transformation Realm, destroy an artifact like the Seven Gods Painting?"

"Even if you really tear it apart with one claw, what about your father? His divine sense is still in the painting. If the painting is destroyed, he will die!"

The demon lord rarely lost his temper at Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei also realized that he had done something wrong. He lowered his head and murmured softly, "But I can't just watch this broken painting trap my father. What can I do, what can I do…"

Xiao Hei roared self-reproachfully, his voice filled with powerlessness.

The Golden Lion King shook his head and sighed, "What a pity."

Bai Guangda comforted, "Don't be sad, Xiao Hei. If it really doesn't work, I can also be your father. And from a certain point of view, I am more suitable to be your father. After all, he is just a human, and I am a noble demon!"

Xiao Hei glared at Bai Guangda fiercely, too lazy to pay attention to him.

"It seems that kid is really not coming back."

Xu Yingwang stared at the Seven Gods Painting, which was suspended in mid-air and shimmering with colorful light, and said quietly.

Xiao Hei subconsciously wanted to retort, but he noticed that Xu Yingwang's eyes were wrong, and quickly looked over in the direction of Xu Yingwang's gaze.

The colors on the Seven Gods Painting, which was shimmering with colorful light, were slowly disappearing.

The whole picture became dim.

"The power of the Seven Gods is being drawn out of the painting. It seems that Chen Xiao…"

Tu Shanche, with gray hair at his temples, had a look of grief in his eyes.

He didn't say the last four words 'is not coming back', because he found that his voice was a little choked up.

Xiao Hei stared blankly at the painting. Xu Yingwang said, "The blue light spot representing Mr. Chen has also disappeared."

The fist-sized blue light spot also disappeared from the picture.

The next moment, this painting would turn into seven rays of light and fly back into the bodies of the seven god statues.

At this point, the Seven Gods Trial would officially end.

However, at this moment, Xu Yingwang was the first to notice something was wrong again, "Hmm? What's going on this time?"

This time, the demon lord didn't need Xu Yingwang to remind him, because his vision had also been locked on the painting all along.

In the very center of the painting, a burnt yellow hole appeared, as if it had been burned out.

No, it wasn't 'as if', it was burned out!

The Seven Gods Painting was burning!

"This, this, this, the Seven Gods Painting is burning, Your Majesty the Demon Lord, please think of a way!"

Bai Guangda urged anxiously.

He hadn't even entered the Seven Gods Painting yet. If the Seven Gods Painting was damaged, then he would have no chance in the future.

"What can I do…"

The demon lord said weakly.

The flames on the Seven Gods Painting were getting bigger and bigger, and half of the painting had turned to ashes.

After a few breaths, the entire painting was completely burned.

Crack, crack, crack…

A series of sounds of stones shattering rang out, one after another.

"It's the statues of the Seven Gods, they're all broken!"

Xu Yingwang shouted loudly.

Everyone looked over and saw that the seven god statues, standing high in the hall, had varying degrees of cracks. Stones fell rustling down. In just a short while, the seven god statues had turned into seven piles of grayish-white stone and soil.

"Your Majesty the Demon Lord, what's going on this time?"

Bai Guangda asked with a dumbfounded look.

The demon lord Tu Shanche's eyes were dull, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

"The Seven Gods… the Seven Gods are gone…"

As the commander of the demon race, the demon lord Tu Shanche could no longer sense the existence of the Seven Gods.

"Could it be that the heavens really want to destroy my Jiuzhou?"

In Tu Shanche's eyes, there was unwillingness.

The Seven Gods not only left, but also took away that human pride of heaven.

In this way, he would be the only one left to face the Heavenly Dao in the future.

Bai Guangda howled and cried, "It's over, it's all over, my Seven Gods Trial is ruined!"