Chapter 182 – The Gathering (2/2)

“It’s a demon king…” Lu Qianying gasped. He shivered as he witnessed the disintegration of his runic golden palm. He lifted his head to look at the darkening sky. ‘F**k, I shouldn’t have followed him this deep into the mountains…’

“I knew what you’ve done to the bloodwolves, I was nice enough to ignore how you disturbed the peace… Growl! How dare you come to our home! Are you trying to rub it in my face?” Another rough voice sounded.

“It’s a king grade wild beast!” Lu Qianying exclaimed. His face turned sheet white,and his feet were uncontrollably shaking. He knew he was staring at death itself.

“Rumble!”

A pulse of primal energy shook the sky while a creature that was as large as a small hill stopped by. It was a king grade beast, and its mile long body was covered by dark moss green scales. On top of its armor-guarded spine were four golden wings.

“Quadwing Barren Beast!?” Lu Qianying was unable to remain calm. He took a few clumsy steps back before completely freezing up. He stood as still as a statue in front of all beasts residing in the mountain range.

“Swoosh! Swoosh!”

Thirty-six arcs of fog bows brightened the dark sky. Each of the arcs quickly condensed to lotus paddle shapes and together formed a large rosette seat. A surge of energy created an opening in the middle of the rosette. A man came forth the from the dimension within the mysterious structure.

This pale man stood on top of the rosette, glanced at Ye Wei and chuckled. He then scornfully moved his attention to the returned prime Warrior.

Lu Qianying crossed the demon’s gaze. His pupils shrunk to the size of a needle’s eye. The demon king was in humanoid form. He looked not a day older than twenty-four years of age.His perfectly proportionate face made his sinister presence slightly less repulsive. Yet, the strange glow in his eyes sucked his victim in a captivating, foreboding darkness.

Three more demon king and six more king grade beasts arrived. The demons stood behind the rosette seat while the wild beast were levitating in the shadow of their leader’s wings.

‘This is the Skeleton Demon King. He is the third and strongest son of the Nightfall Demon Emperor.’ Lu Qianying was uncontrollably stuttering and shivering. He wondered what attracted all these wild beasts and demons when any single one of them could have easily killed him.

‘The Skeleton Demon King possessed the strength of a eight-star returned prime Warrior, meaning even the Patriarch could not do anything...’ Lu Qianying was spasming.

The Skeleton Demon King stared at Lu Qianying. He was calm; it looked like he had no intention to fight; thought, that did not matter since Lu Qianying was unable to move..

Released from Lu Qianying’s enchanted will-force, Ye Wei was free to move. He could not see any difference between a normal human being and the demon before him, but his stomach acted like it was eating him from the inside. He knew he was looking at something evil; therefore, he clenched tighter to the iron talisman and the scroll in his other hand.

Ye Wei had no idea if the gadgets were going to save his life or not. Nevertheless, he had no other choices.

“A one-star returned prime Warrior who dares to wander this deep into the North Barren Mountains, are you insane or just suicidal? You know more than well that this is no place for the living!” The Demon King spoke. He snickered at Lu Qianying’s idiocy. He then nodded at the Quadwing Barren Beast.

“When I heard that some bloodwolves were killed, I thought we were attacked by the Royal Huyan family! Oh well, you can be the appetizer of the night for the young ones.” The winged beast spoke human tongue again. It inhaled air as it lifted its head. A large golden beam of molten lava erupted out from the dark deep abyss of the beast’s mouth.

Lu Qianying was telling his body to move, but it did not work. He defensively watched as the beam flew at him. ‘What is he talking about? Are the royals around? If so, I might have a chance of living!’

The elder did not want to die, thus he bit his tongue. The intense pain reawakened his senses; he then quickly moved out of the impact zone.

Once he landed on the ground and steadied his footing, he channeled his Qi and shaped it into runes with his fingers as quick as he could. Never did he think he would use his best stance for the chance to survive.

‘Forbidden high-level Myst stance, Frozen Goldsplit Sword!’