Chapter 119: Asking for a Lesson

The next day, the Grand Feast of the Pantheon of Demons commenced, drawing a gathering of all the devilish kind. The banquet was held upon the Nine-Nether Terrace of the Pantheon, where the floor, paved in black jade, reflected the blood-red firmament above. Twelve pillars, each entwined with carved dragons, were wreathed in ghostly blue nether-flames, illuminating the altar—which hovered suspended over the abyss—like a phantom realm.

Night Owl sat high upon the throne, his fingers tapping a rhythm that caused the golden eyes of the demonic dragons on the pillars to flicker in and out of brilliance. The Lord of the Pantheon had donned a rare ceremonial robe of profound black, embroidered with dark gold patterns. Even his temples were groomed to a sharp, knife-like edge, as if attempting to...

Good deeds truly go unrewarded, Lin Yu cursed under his breath. His eyelids, heavy and beyond his control, slowly drifted shut.

Though the two sect masters harbored grievances, they dared not utter a word, staring at Yun Xuan before them with expressions of sheer terror.

"He’s awake, he’s awake... You-ge, Zhi-nan, he’s awake!" Gu Ruoshui was the first to notice Ruan Zhi-nan’s recovery, and she relayed the joyful news to Zhongli You.

He had only witnessed a few geniuses from the Rankings of Heroes unleash their power, but they had only struck briefly, leaving him unable to fathom their true strength.

Leng Rushan remained silent for a long moment, and just as he was about to speak, a clamor arose from the distance. Many people were making their way toward the main gate of the Leng estate.

The second team followed, moving a breath’s time after the first, striking and shattering the gaps between the caves. Because this step was even more physically demanding than the work of the first team, the two rear teams took turns performing it.

I saw my chance! Taking advantage of the momentum, I unleashed a "Rabbit Kicks the Eagle" maneuver, bending my legs upward and thrusting my feet with all my might into the stomach of the reanimated corpse.

Han Yuxuan gritted her teeth and pulled a card from her bag; it was the pocket money she had painstakingly saved.

Tang Luo nodded. Although he acted in a devil-may-care manner, he quite admired the serious attitude with which Xiang Chuan approached his work.

The Blade Palace had always been the residence of the Master of the Divine Blade Palace. Located at the very heart of the complex, it was surrounded by thousands of floating islands.

Even now, Mi Wan’er could not discern what was amiss with the Lu family. Their combat prowess was clearly mediocre, so how could they suppress demon kings of the same rank?

"Eight million—that is what you said." The Thai officials present were quite astonished, exchanging bewildered glances.

Lang Yu kept his head bowed, weighing every word carefully. He needed to decipher the intentions of this ruthless man to formulate a countermeasure.

The remark left Cui Hao and Lu Jingyu stunned. They watched He Liuhun in silence. Hou Jing and Kong Xing naturally remained quiet as well. Thus, the room was filled only with the popping sounds of burning candles, deathly quiet.

He did not know why he held such thoughts. Although Lin Yichen did indeed seem like a man suffering from heartbreak, it was, after all, merely their speculation. As a rigorous man of science, he would not acknowledge anything unproven, limiting such talk to private exchanges with close friends.

But life is always full of surprises. Today had already provided enough shocks to leave the Bodhisattvas and Arhats agape, and what followed would be nothing more than a further stretching of their already gaping jaws.

"That is too far. With such a large force, it would take at least a month, and we are not sufficiently prepared. What about heading east?" He Liuhun knew that his true intended direction was indeed the east.

Meng Xin, already panting from her run, exploded upon hearing this. Abandoning all thoughts of seizing the divine fruit, she bared her fangs and claws and lunged at Shan Wufeng.

This explanation carried no weight; there were no such things as so many coincidences in the world. Moreover, the influence Li Muye displayed before the Chen family was absolute and impeccable from every angle.

Just then, the lights in the room began to flicker erratically. At first, they only flashed a few times, but soon they plunged into darkness once more. Finally, the entire Shen estate was swallowed by total shadow.

Yet, as he cast his gaze forward, he felt as if struck by a thunderbolt. His mind roared with a deafening crash, his pupils constricted violently, and his face displayed an expression of utter disbelief.