Chapter 161: The Demon King Takes Action

"This can't go on!"

Zhang Yi panted heavily, feeling the demon power within his body depleting rapidly, "I must find a way to break through!"

Just at this moment.

The corrupted Elder suddenly let out a wild laugh.

"Hahaha! You two little beasts, do you really think you can fight me? Just obediently accept your deaths!"

He suddenly opened his mouth wide and spat out a mass of black demonic energy.

It swept toward Zhang Yi and the Quetzalcoatlus.

"Watch out!"

Zhang Yi shouted, grabbing the wing of the Quetzalcoatlus.

He used all his strength to dodge this fatal blow.

However, the demonic energy grazed Zhang Yi's wing, leaving behind a deep wound.

Golden blood flowed out continuously.

"Boss!"

The Quetzalcoatlus exclaimed.

Zhang Yi gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry about me! Go! Go find the Demon King!"

The Quetzalcoatlus gave Zhang Yi a deep look.

Then, he flapped his wings violently, turned into a streak of golden light, and disappeared into the horizon.

The Quetzalcoatlus sped all the way, his wings flapping so hard they were almost smoking, and finally arrived at the Yao Wang Da Dian.

He crashed inside, barely managing to stop.

He slid several meters on the ground before coming to a halt, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The Demon King was lying leisurely on his throne, chewing on a spirit fruit with great relish.

Seeing the disheveled state of the Quetzalcoatlus, he almost choked on the fruit pit.

"Cough, cough, I say, Little Feng, what happened to you? Are you in such a rush to be reincarnated?"

The Quetzalcoatlus was panting, unable to catch his breath.

He couldn't even finish his sentence, "De... Demon King... something... ter... terrible has happened!"

The Demon King rolled his eyes.

"What could be so terrible? Even if the sky falls, I am here to hold it up! Where is that kid Zhang Yi? Did you catch the demon race spy?"

The Quetzalcoatlus took a few deep breaths.

Just as he was about to explain, his stomach suddenly let out a "rumble."

Immediately following that was a "clatter and clang" of chaotic noise.

A large pile of colorful spirit treasures fell out from the Storage Bag hidden under his belly.

They almost piled up into a small mountain.

The scene was momentarily very awkward.

The Quetzalcoatlus wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

His face turned red and then white.

The Demon King jumped down from his throne.

He circled the pile of spirit treasures twice, his expression growing increasingly ugly.

"I say, Little Feng."

The Demon King asked with a fake smile.

"Why do these treasures look so familiar? They seem to have all been produced on my territory, right?"

The Quetzalcoatlus waved his hands hurriedly.

"No, no, no, Demon King, you've misunderstood! I didn't steal these, really!"

"Oh? You didn't steal them? Then who did? Could it be that these treasures grew legs and ran into your belly pouch themselves?"

The Demon King raised an eyebrow, his face full of mockery.

"It... it was an Elder from the Demon Saint's mansion! We discovered he was hoarding a treasure vault, and it was full of these treasures!"

The Quetzalcoatlus hurriedly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

After listening, the Demon King's face turned livid, and he was so angry his beard stood up.

"You old thing! How dare you embezzle my treasures!"

"No wonder the overall strength of the demon race hasn't been able to rise all these years; it turns out this old guy has been intercepting all the resources!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but smash the table next to him with a slap.

"So many treasures! It would have been enough for our demon race to develop for several hundred years! This old guy actually swallowed them all alone! How could he even stomach it!"

The Quetzalcoatlus asked cautiously.

"Then... Demon King, what should we do now?"

The Demon King took a deep breath, trying to calm his mood.

"Summon all the Elders immediately; I want to confront that old thing face-to-face!"

"But... Zhang Yi is still fighting the corrupted Elder..."

The Quetzalcoatlus was somewhat worried.

The Demon King slapped his forehead, "Oh, look at my brain! I was so busy being angry that I forgot the important business! Quick, lead the way, we are going to support Zhang Yi!"

The Pterosaur nodded hurriedly and, with the Demon King, rushed anxiously toward the scene of the incident.

On the way, the Demon King kept complaining incessantly.

"That old thing is truly outrageous! To think he dared to do such a thing behind my back! Once I catch him, see how I deal with him!"

The Pterosaur flew even faster in the lead.

He turned his head and said to the Demon King following behind him.

"Demon King, the location of the battle between Zhang Yi and that corrupted Elder is not far ahead; the Elder seems to have Demon Race support now, and his body is surging with demonic Qi."

The Demon King let out a cold snort.

"Demon Race? Hmph, how incredibly bold, to dare reach their hands into my Demon Clan's territory! Little Feng, are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

"Absolutely certain! Demon King, although my big brother Zhang Yi is usually lackadaisical, you know his strength; dealing with one Elder is absolutely no problem for him."

"But now they are at a stalemate; if not for the Demon Race interfering, how could that be possible?"

The Pterosaur promised with absolute certainty.

"The Demon Race... My Demon Clan and the Demon Race have always kept to ourselves; are they trying to provoke a war?"

A burly man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist behind the Demon King said in a muffled voice; he was one of the Demon Clan's great generals, Xiongba.

"Don't worry about so much; anyone who dares to invade my Demon Clan, kill without mercy!"

Another woman with a graceful figure said coldly; she was another great general of the Demon Clan.

"Well said, kill without mercy!"

The other great generals also echoed in succession, each rubbing their hands and eager to try.

The Demon King looked at the impassioned generals and nodded with satisfaction.

"Everyone, this time the Demon Race has interfered in my Demon Clan's internal affairs, their hearts are punishable! Once we arrive at the scene, no need for mercy, strike hard for me, and let the Demon Race know that my Demon Clan is not to be trifled with!"

"Yes!"

The generals responded in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth.

Seeing this, the Pterosaur felt slightly at ease.

He increased his speed and pointed ahead, saying: "Demon King, it is right there!"

They saw that the area ahead was in shambles, with rocks collapsed and trees toppled, clearly having experienced an intense battle.

The Demon King narrowed his eyes, looking at the smoke and dust permeating the front.

"The demonic Qi is so dense; it seems the number of Demon Race members who came is not small, and their strength is not weak."

Xiongba said in a muffled voice: "Demon King, the strength of this Demon Race has indeed grown fast over these years; we must be on guard."

The Demon King nodded.

"Indeed, these years our Demon Clan has been somewhat stagnant, not as proactively aggressive as the Demon Race, and our strength has indeed fallen behind them. Sigh, if I had known, I should have urged my clansmen to cultivate more."

The graceful woman frowned: "Demon King, can young friend Zhang Yi hold on? I see this demonic Qi is so fierce, I fear..."

The Demon King sighed.

"I hope he can hold on. Although Zhang Yi has good talent, he is young after all; facing Demon Race experts, I fear the situation is dire."

A Demon King guard said cautiously.

"That's right, the Elder's strength was already stronger than Zhang Yi's, and now with the Demon Race's assistance, young friend Zhang Yi is likely..."

As he spoke, he made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Shut up!"

The Demon King glared at him, "Stop saying these discouraging words! What we need to do now is rush over to support him as quickly as possible; I hope he is still alive..."