Chapter 787 – After Leaving (1/2)

Chapter 787 – After Leaving

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The monster stared at the demons, revealing its sharp teeth. A low growl came from its mouth, apparently intending to warn and threaten.

But in the end, it only feigned a few bites at the air.

It confirmed that these demons were far stronger than it. It had no chance.

With two screeches of pain and hatred, the monster dug into the snow, heading south.

It was obvious that this monster from the Longevity Sect was much weaker than the demon experts present, but for some reason, whether it was the Demon Lord or the Demon Commander, they all reviled yet were also wary of this monster. Only after they were sure that the monster was very far away did they truly relax.

The Demon Lord raised his head towards the head of the Mountain-toppling Fiend and asked, ”What of Hai Di?”

If it were his father still reigning, a question would never have been asked this way, as the only existences that should require the Demon Lord to raise their head were the souls of the deceased. Perhaps because the young Demon Lord had no awareness of this or because the Demon Commander intended to make him aware of this, the Demon Commander remained on the head of the Mountain-toppling Fiend, not coming down.

”He died.”

”Very good.”

The Demon Lord revealed an intimidating smile. ”The person Big Brother met on the first night after he entered Xuelao City was him. Did he think We did not know?”

Black Robe indifferently said, ”Lord Hai Di still hoped to deceive Your Majesty's eyes.”

”When he received Su Li's attack outside Xuelao City, he only lost an arm. Now he's even stronger while Father was heavily injured. Even if the Heavenly Tome Monolith recognized its master, how could he possibly be sent flying into a mountain with one blow? He wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, wanted to act out another play? We certainly have no interest in continuing this play.”

After saying these scornful words, the Demon Lord took Black Robe's hand and assisted him as they walked north, appearing particularly respectful.

The Demon Commander, seated amongst the horns of the Mountain-toppling Fiend, watched this lord and minister on the snowy plains and let out an extremely soft and mysterious laugh.

Her laugh was very unpleasant, sounding like a broken gong.

The laughter suddenly stopped as she asked the distant Black Robe, ”And Princess Nanke?”

”Should be dead.”

Black Robe's voice was still flat, but it was different from how he spoke of Wang Zhice, no ridicule or loathing concealed within.

His only successor had died, yet there were no ripples of emotion in his voice, perhaps because there had never been any affection.

”And Chen Changsheng?”

”Should be alive.”

The one to answer this question was the young Demon Lord.

The Demon Commander was rather surprised to hear this answer.

The trap the demons had laid tonight could be described as perfect. For this, they had even been willing to use a war to cover and serve as a backdrop to their movements. His Majesty who had escaped the abyss and made all the authoritative nobles in Xuelao City feel like they had swords to their backs was naturally their number one target, but they certainly would not let the Pope of the Human race escape.

At present, His Majesty was dead, Princess Nanke was also probably dead, yet Chen Changsheng was alive. Why?