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With a slight squint, Cheng Guang decided to simply lie down in the storeroom, propping up his body as he began to organize the Ninth Grade Demon Pill and the fragmented memories of its former owner.

Time slowly passed.

As Cheng Guang breathed, his large and robust body heaved up and down, with demonic power circulating in and out of his mouth with each breath, making him resemble a genuine Devil Beast.

If Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, had come back at that time and failed to recognize him carefully, he might have mistaken Cheng Guang for a real Devil Beast and killed him on the spot.

After a quarter of an hour.

Cheng Guang slowly opened his eyes, which were ancient and deep, like two cold, gleaming iron stones.

He slowly exhaled, and a slight joy could be seen in his eyes.

The owner of this Ninth Grade Demon Pill was an Iron Shell Turtle, an ancestor-level existence of the Iron Shell Turtle clan.

The Iron Shell Turtle clan was known for its defensive abilities and longevity.

An Iron Shell Turtle that reached the Ninth Grade Demon King Realm could already ignore most attacks in the world, even those from a Sky-Man, which it could withstand.

However, if an Iron Shell Turtle was continuously attacked by strong opponents from the Heavenly Human Realm, no matter how resilient the Devil Beast of the Iron Shell Turtle clan was, it ultimately wouldn\'t last long.

Back then, this particular Iron Shell Turtle was one of the leading Devil Clan generals attacking North City, and as the Devil Clan\'s offensive against the Northern Expedition Army crumbled, the Iron Shell Turtle remained calm and collected, slowly rising to its feet.

It paid no mind to the Northern Expedition Army swarming to kill it.

Meanwhile, the other members of the Devil Clan fled swiftly through the Border Area rift they had come through.

Eventually, only one Iron Shell Turtle remained.

By the time the Iron Shell Turtle reached the Border Area rift, it had already closed up.

At this point, Cheng Guang could already imagine the Ninth Grade Demon King Realm Iron Shell Turtle must have been shouting:

"I haven\'t entered the hole yet, I haven\'t entered the hole yet."

Even for a Devil Beast of the durable Iron Shell Turtle clan, being abandoned and left alone, the Iron Shell Turtle must have felt panicked.

What followed was naturally unsurprising.

With the efforts of Duke Zhen Guo, Cheng Shiyuan, the shell of the Iron Shell Turtle was broken open with one palm, ending its life and obtaining its Demon Pill, which was then tossed into the storeroom.

Looking at it this way.

The Ninth Grade Demon King Iron Shell Turtle met a quite suffocating death.

If it had not been left alone, even if the Duke of the State, Cheng Shiyuan, could break through its shell, it surely would have taken quite some effort.

It was not so easy to break through its shell.

Furthermore, Cheng Guang discovered that the process by which the Duke of the State acquired the Iron Shell Turtle\'s Ninth Grade Demon Pill was also full of coincidences.

If not for the Iron Shell Turtle\'s slow speed, its overconfidence in its defense, and its misjudgment about the closure time of the Border Area rift, it might not have died.

As he thought about this, Cheng Guang couldn\'t help but chuckle and shake his head.

Cheng Guang did not focus his attention on how the Iron Shell Turtle died.

Instead, he turned his attention to the strength of Iron Shell Turtle.

Its defensive power was astonishing, but its offensive capabilities were lacking.

Cheng Guang originally thought that by inheriting the Ninth Grade Demon King Realm Devil\'s Demon Pill, he could wreak havoc below the Eighth Rank.

However, he had not anticipated that.

The Ninth Grade Demon Pill he had recorded was from an Iron Shell Turtle. It was incredibly resistant but had no offensive output.

Although it had reached the Ninth Grade, it struggled significantly against the general Eighth Rank Realm.

Cheng Guang could only inherit thirty percent of the Iron Shell Turtle\'s strength, which now seemed insufficient to deal with even the Seventh Rank, let alone the Eighth.

The one thing that offered Cheng Guang a glimmer of hope was the astounding defensive capabilities of the Iron Shell Turtle. The defense did not seem to be a part of the inherited strength.

Instead, it belonged to the Iron Shell Turtle\'s own body.

It did not follow the rule of inheriting thirty percent of the recorded Devil\'s strength.

It seemed the defensive ability was perfectly inherited.

This meant that even the might of the Heavenly Human Realm or the Devil Emperor Realm would find it very difficult to kill him in this state.

This was an unexpected pleasure.

Not a loss at all.

In fact, one might even call it a windfall.

Cheng Guang\'s face wore a smile, and his demeanor was relaxed.

With a slight intent, the Devil Transformation Armor retracted, and his size began to shrink until he regained the appearance of a handsome young master.

The Devil Transformation Armor, having absorbed the Demon Pill of the Iron-Shell Beast, may not have enhanced his attack much, but it seemed to have inadvertently opened another correct path.

He inherited the defensive power of the Ninth Grade Demon King Realm Iron-Shell Beast perfectly.

At that moment, Cheng Guang began to wonder if, by using the Devil Transformation Armor to record a winged member of the Devil Clan, he could possibly gain the ability to fly.

The higher the strength of the Devil Clan, the higher his flying speed would potentially be.

After all, speed is related not only to the amount of Qi and vitality one possesses but also to their physical constitution.

If a Devil\'s wings are strong, its flight speed will doubtlessly be high.

With these thoughts in mind, Cheng Guang felt that in this short period, he had discovered more ways to play with the Devil Transformation Armor.

Cheng Guang tidied up briefly and did not linger in the storeroom for long; he turned and left the place.

The Demon Beast siege of North City did not actually require Cheng Guang\'s strength.

As long as he could stay quietly in North City without any accidents, that would be the greatest help to all the soldiers of North City.

If Cheng Guang had lacked strength at that moment, he would most likely have chosen to be a shrinking turtle.