C861 The Demon King of the Dead Spirit Race
C861 The Demon King of the Dead Spirit Race
With his hands behind his back, he stood straight on the spot.
"Great Master Yao! What is the meaning of this?"
The Dragon King chased after her and scolded angrily, "Where did you hide Xi-er? Return it to me!"
"Haha..."
Master Yao gave a sinister smile and turned his head. "The Dragon Race has been a powerful race since the ancient times. I didn't think that your generation would be so foolish."
"When did I kidnap Princess Qian'er? At this time, she is still lying in the Dragon Palace."
What?
Dragon King was startled and immediately revealed a trace of doubt, "What you said is true?"
"However, your actions have toyed with this king. This king will not easily spare you!" The Dragon King's expression became grave and stern once again.
"Dragon King, oh Dragon King, your dragon clan has lived in seclusion for too long. Is your brain rusty?"
Master Yao sneered and said, "Since I lured you out of the Dragon Palace, I naturally won't let you return alive."
The moment he spoke, Great Master Yao turned into a dark light and pierced through Dragon King's body like lightning.
"Ah..."
The Dragon King felt a cold and destructive aura inside his body, quickly corroding his internal organs and meridians.
His hands also became dark and lightless, as if his body was infected with a deadly poison.
"You are... from the Dead Spirit Clan?"
The Dragon King clutched his chest in pain and said in disbelief.
The dragon race had existed since the ancient times. Back then, they had fought against the Dead Spirit Clan together with the ancient Great Human Race.
Although hundreds of thousands of years had passed, some of the memories were still passed down through the special bloodline of the dragon race.
"That's right."
Great Master Yao's entire body was covered in thick black mist. His clothes were all torn apart, and his original mask was also broken, revealing his original devil body.
"I am Devil Emperor Yao, one of the Nine Emperors of Dead Spirit Clan!"
The black devil armor wrapped around his naked body once again.
At the same time, countless soldiers of the Dead Spirit Clan rushed out of the valley and surrounded the Dragon King.
"Dragon King, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings. After killing you, we will destroy the Dragon Palace. From now on, there are no more dragons in this world." Devil Emperor Yao said coldly.
The dragon race was considered the greatest enemy of the Dead Spirit Clan. The destruction of the dragon race was also an important part of the Dead Spirit Clan's rule over the entire Mysterious World.
...
Within the Dragon Palace.
After the Dragon King left, Mu Yu removed the Spirit Sealing Poison from the bodies of Xun'er and the other two, restoring their cultivation base.
He was about to bring the three of them out of the Dragon Palace.
Xun'er pulled Mu Yu's sleeve and said, "Yu, a few of my clansmen are locked in the secret chamber of the Dragon Palace."
"Alright, let's go and rescue them first."
Mu Yu led Xun'er and the other two into the secret chamber. After removing the seal in the secret chamber, they finally rescued Gu Ming and the others.
Gu Ming looked at Mu Yu with a complicated expression. He did not expect that Mu Yu, who they had mocked and overdrawn his potential in the Xiugu City, would become so powerful that he had to look up to him in just two or three years. There were mixed feelings in his heart.
"Thank you." Gu Ming said to Mu Yu.
At this moment, he no longer had any prejudice or jealousy towards Mu Yu. There was only an indescribable admiration in his heart.
The past was like smoke in the smoke. Mu Yu was not a narrow-minded person. Naturally, he would not bother with him anymore.
He led the group towards the exit of the Dragon Palace. Suddenly, a beautiful girl lay in the middle of the road, blocking their path.