Chapter 434 – The Hour of War (2/2)

A strangely stimulating sensation filled his mind. However, Li Qingshan understood that this was not a display of love, but a threat. Or perhaps, it was all the same to her. Binding them like S&M, raping them, and then killing them was her natural body.

“I almost can’t help myself. I’ll go leak this piece of news right now.” Li Qingshan wrapped his arm around the Spider Queen’s waist with a smile. He felt like he was playing with fire.

The Spider Queen laughed aloud. Her laughter was sharp, like a trembling spider’s web. Yet, it was strangely pleasant at the same time.

Li Qingshan dismissed his suspicions. He was afraid to open the sumeru ring here now. As he left, Li Qingshan glanced back at the lake of magma again.

However, just what was that?

Deep within the mantle, the infant closed his eyes again. In that instant, it seemed to see the phoenix, but that was just an illusion. That undying bird had already flown away from this world.

It’s been another millenium. Ink dragon, I can feel it. Your age is coming to an end.

Returning to the depth of Cobweb city, Li Qingshan took his leave with the Spider Queen. Although he never obtained an opportunity to open the sumeru ring, he had gained a grasp over the Phoenix’s Scripture of Nirvāṇa, so at least it had not been a waste.

However, as he ventured further away from the mantle, the spirit turtle’s daemon core immediately unleashed its power completely again. He could not help but withdraw the power of the phoenix embryo, but even then, it still felt foreign. This was not something he could rush, so Li Qingshan set the matter aside, focusing his attention on his clone instead.

A special meeting hall had already been erected in his territory. In the centre was a beautifully-sculpted long table. There were six seats to the left and right. The six matriarchs were all present, seated on both sides. The dangling light illuminated the varying expressions on their faces.

There was a new face among them. This was a replacement that occurred very naturally within the clans of night roamers, and there would never be a need to ask about the fate of the previous matriarch.

Li Qingshan arrived at one end of the table. Ye Liubo pulled out his chair for him, and he sat down slowly. The six matriarchs all stood up together. “Greetings, sir Northmoon. Congratulations on emerging from seclusion.”

Li Qingshan brushed them aside. The news of how he had dealt with the provocation from the two powerful Daemon Generals with his clone obviously could not hide from their ears. None of them wanted to disrespect this rising star among the Daemon race.

“Please be seated.” Li Qingshan yawned and leaned against one hand. “Since I’ve already emerged, it’s time to move around a little, just in case the Spider Queen feels like I’ve been neglecting my duties. What suggestions do you have?”

“Bring the map.” Ye Mingzhu clapped her hands, and a guard brought over a mental map. She unfurled it on the stone table. “This is a map we’ve obtained from the humans.” Afterwards, she pointed at a speck on the map. “This is a human city. Sir, you can start there and gift it to the Spider Queen.”

Bang! Li Qingshan slammed the table and stood up. “Do you think the Spider Queen will be satisfied with a mere city of regular people?”

“Yes.” Ye Mingzhu stroked the map and several dozen specks of light lit up. “This is the location of human sects we’re aware of. However, they’re all protected by formations, and they have mechanical turrets from the school of Mohism. All of them are difficult bones to chew. And, once they’re under attack, they will receive reinforcements from other sects very quickly.”

Li Qingshan smiled. “That’s good news!” He casually pointed at a speck nearby. “We’ll go with here. I require you all to partake in this battle.”

“Sir, we still have to manage our clans…” “That won’t do.” “We can send clansmen to assist sir.” Apart from Ye Mingzhu, the matriarchs immediately objected. Who was willing to leave their dens and venture above ground? They were not afraid of the power that human cultivators possessed. They were just afraid the elders of their clans would use this opportunity to usurp them.