Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Azure Wind Sword One saw this and finally stopped, looking down at the Wolf King lying on the ground, a victorious smile appearing on his lips: "Hmph! Is that all? You can't even get up now!"
Just as his words fell, the Wolf King drove a large blade into the ground and stood up from the big pit, seemingly uninjured except for some superficial wounds.
No way, Azure Wind Sword One couldn't help but let a drop of sweat roll down his forehead. He had already used all his strength, and this guy had blocked his Seven Character Formula with just a large blade. What kind of body is this? Is it made of iron?
While he was still in shock, he suddenly noticed something beneath the cave floor, causing his expression to turn cold. The surface seemed to be transparent.
That's right, he couldn't help but doubt his own eyes. He turned around and flew down onto the cave floor. Previously enchanted by the White Mist, he hadn't looked closely at what was below. The surface was covered in dust; when he kicked it lightly, what lay beneath made him gasp in horror.
It extended all the way down to the bottom of the ground, beneath a tangle of tree roots stood rows upon rows of magical beasts—snakes, rats, tigers, leopards—expressionless and seemingly devoid of thought. Looking out at them, the sheer number was astonishing—hundreds of thousands, no, at least millions!
Why is this Million Demon Army here in the Underworld Cave's Underground? Azure Wind Sword One discovered something incredible and found it hard to accept at first. No wonder that Wolf King had withstood his attack; it turned out he was afraid of exposing this Underground Demon Army.
"Indeed, you have discovered it! In that case, I cannot leave you alive," said the Wolf King, lifting the Wolf Tooth Blade. The surrounding Killing Intent instantly surged to its peak, and the humming blade turned blood-red.
Red Wolf Fang Blade, Azure Wind Sword One frowned. This was troublesome; his first thought was that he must inform other Exorcists. Otherwise, if this Million Demon Lord were to escape the Cavern, humanity would truly face disaster.
He felt a gust of wind at his feet and turned to leave. However, before he could take a step, another figure blocked his path. Under a black cloak and wearing a Ghost Face Mask, they stared at Azure Wind Sword One: "Hmph! You're right; this person cannot be left alive!"
"There's even backup!" Azure Wind Sword One clenched his fists tightly and glanced sideways at the Wolf King. This was becoming problematic; just dealing with this Demon Wolf was already overwhelming enough without the sudden appearance of the Mysterious Masked Man.
"Hmph!" He couldn't help but snort. It seemed that unless he defeated these two, he wouldn't be able to walk out alive today. With a cold smile, Azure Wind Sword One said: "It's been a while since I've fought; let's see who will be the winner!"
The Masked Man exuded a menacing aura, raising suspicions about his identity. Could he be a demon? Before he could ponder further, Wolf King asked first, "Who are you? Who sent you here?"
The Masked Man chuckled ominously and pulled out a dragon-shaped token from his sleeve. "You should recognize this. Don't worry, I'm on your side!"
Upon seeing the token in his hand, Wolf King immediately quieted down. The dragon-shaped token was clearly given to him by the Demon Lord, and only the four great generals under him were honored to possess such a token. Both he and Fire Rat had one, and the one in the Masked Man's hand should be the one originally belonging to the Black Dragon.
What was the Demon Lord thinking? Why did such a mysterious figure suddenly appear? Although Wolf King had his doubts, as long as this person did not oppose him, he would set those concerns aside for now. He needed to eliminate Azure Wind Sword One. Knowing their secret plan, he absolutely could not allow him to live in this world.
The battle reignited, with Azure Wind Sword One facing off against two of the Demon Lord's generals and the suddenly appearing mysterious man, Wolf King.
Meanwhile, waiting in the Demon Prison Tower, Lan Ran Qingtian and Sikong Xueyi finally awaited the arrival of three more Saint Ten Exorcists: the sixth, Chu Fuyan; the seventh, Bai Lixuan; and the eighth, Guan Jingsheng.
It had been nearly three days since they arrived, and Lan Ran Qingtian began to worry. "It's been so long since my father and the two seniors left. Why haven't they returned? Could they have run into trouble?"
"Hehe!" A short man with dark skin approached. This was the sixth, Chu Fuyan, who had white facial hair and appeared to be in his sixties or seventies. He wore a belt that resembled a tiger's head, shining brightly. With a smile on his face, he shook his head repeatedly. "How could that be? With just those three, what trouble could they possibly encounter?"
"That's true!" The seventh, Bai Lixuan, a stout man in his forties with a cross-shaped scar on his left cheek and broad shoulders that made him look robust, carried two large axes on his back. "I say old man, we've been here for three days. Why hasn't Feng Qingyang returned yet?"
"Who are you calling old man?" Upon hearing this, Chu Fuyan became furious and pointed at him angrily. "Let me tell you something; I just look older! In terms of age, I'm about the same as you!"
"Ah?" After a moment of shock, Bai Lixuan burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Old man, you're saying you're about my age? I say you're in your seventies!"
Chu Fuyan's expression darkened as his eyebrows turned red with anger. "You little brat, are you looking for a fight?"
"Fight?" Bai Lixuan immediately pulled out his two large axes from behind him, clashing them together with a sharp sound, "I'm just afraid your little body can't handle my strikes!"
"Hey!" Lan Ran Qingtian sighed, too lazy to listen to their shouting. He turned to look at the people around him, "Strange, everyone who should be here is basically here, but where is the ninth one, Xiao Ranfu?"
The eighth one, Guan Jingsheng, was a quiet person with a dull expression. He was tall and had pale skin, looking nothing like a Saint Ten Exorcist; instead, he resembled a frail scholar.
He continued to sit there, staring at the sky. Upon hearing the question, he glanced at Lan Ran Qingtian and then went back to looking up at the sky. These were all odd individuals, and Lan Ran Qingtian finally gave in.
Just then, Ouyang Zhentian's voice came from across the way. He had returned from Dagula Mountain and surveyed the people around him before saying, "The ninth one, Xiao Ranfu, won't be coming!"
"Huh?" With his words, everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to him. Sikong Xueyi asked in confusion, "What do you mean? Did you encounter him?"
Ouyang Zhentian's clothes were torn and stained, looking as if he had just been through a battle. He slowly said, "Because he was killed by the Demon Lord's subordinate, Fire Rat!"
Killed? Everyone's expressions were filled with shock. No way! That was a Saint Ten level expert; how could he have been killed so easily?
Lan Ran Qingtian swallowed hard and couldn't help but worry about his father. He quickly asked, "Uncle Ouyang, what exactly happened? Please tell us what transpired."
Here's what happened: It was said that Ouyang Zhentian, Azure Wind Sword One, and Gu Liu Ma discovered three areas of black mist in the sky flying in different directions as soon as they left Sky Beyond Mountain. The three of them very tacitly split up to pursue one of the mists each.
After chasing it to Dagula Mountain, he encountered Fire Rat. After two days of fighting, he learned that Fire Rat had already killed the ninth one, Xiao Ranfu, long before the Demon Lord emerged from the tower. Initially skeptical about this news, it seemed now that the absence of Xiao Ranfu was indeed true.
Comment 0 Comment Count