The Chi Dragon transformation only lasted for half a stick of incense. Long before reaching the tunnels, Mo Fan had already reverted to his spiritual body, so the moment he showed his face, many cultivators recognised him instantly.
There was no helping it. He was simply too infamous inside the Dragon Ruins.
Especially that battle at the entrance to the True Dragon Lair, where, with mere Demon General cultivation, he had swallowed alive a Demon Ancestor. Such a heaven-defying feat was simply too outrageous.
Although Black-Clothed and Bai Tian Tian had assisted him, and even Demon Ancestor Bai Lu had stepped in to block Lei Yu Zi Dian’s escape, none of that diminished the fact that every cultivator now remembered Mo Fan.
Being able to force Lei Yu Zi Dian to flee was already proof of strength.
Lei Yu Zi Dian was no ordinary Ancestral Realm cultivator. He was a master of wind and thunder, possessing terrifying speed and offensive power. He was truly a famous old monster who could look down upon an entire domain.
One could say that among all the Nascent Soul cultivators inside this True Dragon Lair, not a single one was confident of defeating Lei Yu Zi Dian. Yet Mo Fan had done it.
This naturally made the crowd deeply wary of him.
Originally, after arriving at this main tomb chamber, they had been delighted to discover that the shit-stirrer Mo Fan was absent, giving the human faction a huge advantage. But now his arrival instantly shattered that balance.
Especially since he had brought along some so-called reclusive Holy King. That left the cultivators even more alarmed.
Since when did the demon race have another Holy King?
The most bewildered were not actually the human cultivators, but the master and servants trio from Dragon King Sea.
At this moment, Chang Qing was sitting cross-legged on the ground, hands constantly forming seals. Streaks of runic demon power flew towards a ball of cyan light before him.
Within that cyan light was none other than one of the immortal treasures: a bronze mirror.
Not far away, the Ancestral Realm expert called Wang Bo was locked in fierce combat with a human Nascent Soul cultivator, while even Chi Lian was currently battling a red-haired woman.
Yet all three demons wore utterly baffled expressions.
The reclusive Holy King of Dragon King Sea?
Holy fucking Chi Dragon King!
The corners of their mouths twitched. They quickly realised that the shit-stirrer called Lai Bao was talking complete nonsense.
“What a sinister fellow. This prince merely took a fancy to the two female demons beside him, and he pulls something like this? Is he trying to shove our Dragon King Sea into the spotlight?”
Chang Qing’s expression turned rather ugly, but soon a cold smirk rose in his heart.
“This guy thinks too simply. Among the cultivators here, human or demon, which one isn’t extremely shrewd? Who would be fooled by a few casual lies?”
With that thought, Chang Qing quickly refocused his attention on the immortal treasure before him.
Mo Fan’s arrival did indeed upset many balances. The Yellow Myst Valley ancestor who had been fighting Bai Lu immediately retreated, staring warily at the incoming Mo Fan.
“Hahahaha… Little Lai Bao, this ancestor truly did not misjudge you. I owe you for this favour!”
Seeing his opponent withdraw, Bai Lu was overjoyed.
“Old Ancestor, no need to talk about favours. Empty words don’t mean much to me. Once we get out, just casually toss me a few Demon King-level resources. I’m easily satisfied!”
Mo Fan grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth.
The smile that had just appeared on Bai Lu’s face instantly froze. His cheek twitched as he said flatly, “As long as my worthy nephew helps this ancestor obtain an immortal treasure, forget mere Demon King resources. Even Old Hao Zhu’s Wind God Spear, this ancestor would be willing to part with!”
“Rest assured, Old Ancestor. This kid will definitely be your divine assist!”
Mo Fan spoke with utmost seriousness, but then immediately changed tone. “However, before that, Old Ancestor, you must protect me properly.”
“Protect you?”
Bai Lu was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding what Mo Fan meant.
But soon he heard a rumbling sound coming from one of the distant tunnels. His brows furrowed, and he instinctively looked over.
At that moment, Mo Fan arrived beside Bai Lu and said gravely, “Old Ancestor, there’s a lunatic who has been chasing me relentlessly. Even after I told him I’m the son-in-law of your Bai Yu Mountain, he still refuses to let me go. Truly detestable!”
“What the hell?”
“Son-in-law of Bai Yu Mountain?”
Bai Lu’s eyes widened.
“Old Ancestor, that’s not important. What matters is that he clearly doesn’t respect our Bai Yu Mountain!” Mo Fan winked at Bai Lu.
“You didn’t mention this ancestor’s name?”
Bai Lu looked puzzled, wondering exactly which big shot this little toad had provoked.
“Alas! Old Ancestor, don’t bring it up. It was precisely after I mentioned your name that he started chasing me to kill me. So this time, Old Ancestor, you absolutely must help me!”
“What?”
“Outrageous!”
Bai Lu instantly flew into a rage, but soon his eyes narrowed slightly. “Is that fellow very strong? To chase a brat like you into such a sorry state?”
“Ahem… Old Ancestor, you know my strength. Actually, he only barely edges me out. If the two of us join hands, he definitely won’t be our match!” Mo Fan chuckled.
“I understand. So that’s the Dragon King Sea reclusive Holy King you mentioned?”
Realisation dawned on Bai Lu’s face. He could not help giving a big thumbs-up in praise. “As expected of you, kid. So many cunning ideas. Luring over such a vicious god to make those human cultivators fight for their lives. Excellent! Excellent!”
On the other side, two identical white-robed youths were locked in fierce combat.
Tu Shan Yunjun was utterly speechless. He had never expected to run into the real owner here.
He had originally planned to use Xuanyian’s identity to gain some protection from the Tianxuan Holy Land experts, or at the very least use him as a meat shield. Yet the real Xuanyian was actually present and had drawn his sword without a word. This left Tu Shan Yunjun extremely depressed.
“Brother Xuanyian, stop fighting. I only borrowed your skin for a little spin. I really didn’t do anything to wrong you. Just listen to my cunning… I mean, listen to my explanation.”
“What?!”
“Bah, no, listen to my explanation…”
“Demon fiend! Caught red-handed and you still dare quibble? Die!”
Xuanyian was furious. He raised his hand and unleashed a sword gang that slashed down.
At that instant, Tu Shan Yunjun’s left eye turned pure white. Endless freezing qi burst forth, instantly condensing into an ice crystal shield before him.
Yet the next moment, the shield split in two, and a lock of Tu Shan Yunjun’s hair was severed along with it.
“Damn it, you’re playing for real?”
Tu Shan Yunjun was livid. If his precognition hadn’t warned him of danger and made him dodge a step earlier, he would already have been cleaved in half.
“Demon fiend, your life is mine!”
Xuanyian’s entire body turned into a sword light and charged straight at Tu Shan Yunjun.
“It was just a little impersonation!”
“Does it really warrant trying to kill me…”
Tu Shan Yunjun looked helpless. His pupils instantly changed: one became black, the other red.
The next moment, the tip of Xuanyian’s sword stopped an inch from his nose. Xuanyian himself suddenly froze, unable to move.
Seeing this, Tu Shan Yunjun let out a deep breath, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
“Damn it, you nearly actually killed me!”
Tu Shan Yunjun cursed, then a cold glint flashed through his eyes. He raised his hand to strike at Xuanyian’s neck.
“Demon fiend, how dare you!”
At that moment, an enraged shout rang out from afar. A sword qi shot towards him, arriving in front of Tu Shan Yunjun in an instant.
Tu Shan Yunjun instantly turned into sword light and vanished from the spot.
The next instant, a white-haired old cultivator descended from the sky, landing beside Xuanyian. With a casual sweep of his sleeve across Xuanyian’s forehead, the latter immediately regained consciousness. Upon seeing the newcomer, he hurriedly bowed respectfully. “Ancestor!”
“Mm. You fell under that little fox demon’s illusion. This ancestor will go slay him and vent your anger!”
The white-haired old cultivator was about to give chase, only to discover that his target had disappeared into the crowd.
“What a cunning little fox!”
“But did he really think he could hide from this venerable one?”
The white-haired elder sneered and was just about to cast a tracking spell when a terrifying aura suddenly flooded the entire cavern. His expression turned to shock as he whipped his head towards a distant tunnel.
“So this is the burial ground of the True Dragon?”
“Hahahahaha…”
“All the immortal treasures here belong to this ancestor!”
