Chapter 198: Fierce Battle Against the Little Demon King

At the moment the shoulder armor flew toward him, Shen Yi grabbed it tightly with one hand, then smashed his right fist hard into the Little Demon King's forehead bone.

Crack!

The bones could not last even a single breath under the force of his knuckles and shattered.

At this moment, another piece of arm armor leaped up.

Shen Yi casually hurled the piece he held in his palm sideways, slamming it away, then dug his right palm into the wound on the Little Demon King's forehead, squeezed his five fingers hard, and tore off another large chunk of bone.

"Ahhh!!"

The Little Demon King let out a miserable howl.

Two broad hands reached toward the crown of his head; Shen Yi stepped on its brow, swung his right leg around in a horizontal smash, and under the blessing of blue-green light, easily tore apart the Ox Demon's palm.

He bent his body forward and unleashed another heavy punch.

With every smash that cracked a spot, he casually tore off a piece of skull.

Shen Yi's body had already returned to its original state; his great spine was like a dragon, and with every punch he threw, golden ferocious beast patterns surfaced on his skin.

The Little Demon King displayed its foundation.

Shen Yi was also displaying his foundation; barring unexpected events, the opponent would soon become part of it.

Until he felt the gap was large enough.

He finally stood up again and casually formed a sword seal with his fingers.

Above, a scarlet long sword several zhang in length gradually condensed.

Shen Yi turned indifferently, looked at the armor pieces surging around to protect the Ox Demon, and with one punch per piece, blasted them all away!

"..."

Seeing the young man's violent posture, the two Jin Guang Demon Hunters instinctively swallowed.

Shen Yi, who seemed reserved and silent, appeared to have completely changed when facing demons.

The powerful Little Demon King did not even have a chance to resist before him.

"This time..."

As Shen Yi walked out from Jin Guang, Jiang Qiulan slowly unclenched her palms; the other party seemed to never need anyone's worry.

She gazed into the distance and asked in a gentle voice, "May I handle this time?"

Aunt Aqian instinctively turned her head.

Even though she had not explained it, this young girl had still guessed her thoughts.

Flip the table, then leave the matter to the Martial Temple and the Immortal Sects.

Qingzhou would simply play dirty and ignore the matter entirely.

But there was one person who absolutely could not be washed clean of blame: the one who struck and killed the Little Demon King.

The Profound Ice Jade Dragon soared once more, lunging toward the Little Demon King's forehead!

Shen Yi stepped on the Ox Demon's face, had just whipped away the armor, and then punched the Profound Ice Jade Dragon over.

"..."

Jiang Qiulan looked on with some helplessness.

The scarlet long sword instantly descended; fierce demonic energy poured into the Little Demon King's skull, and the dragon and tiger phantom images inside struggled to tear and bite each other until everything within was churned into pulp.

The tall Ox Demon's eyes widened, and the light in its eyeballs gradually faded.

The hand gripping the sword hilt went limp and slumped to the ground.

【Beheading Embracing Elixir Realm Blood-Transforming Demon Ox, total lifespan ten thousand and seventy years, remaining lifespan nine thousand eight hundred years, absorption complete】

After the panel notification flashed past.

The floating bronze armor pieces fell one after another; each component shrank back to the size of a palm and lay quietly on the ground.

Shen Yi picked them all up, walked around the Ox Demon once, and found a wisp of red mist at its waist.

Then he cut open the belly to extract the elixir, and incidentally stuffed the vital blood into the silver bell.

"This."

Aunt Aqian opened her mouth, wanting to remind the other party.

After killing a demon with such background, not destroying the body and erasing the traces was one thing, but did he really intend to take the refined blood to the imperial court to claim a reward...

Then she saw Shen Yi stuff the entire corpse of the Ox Demon and that ring-pommel broadsword into his pocket treasure.

"Retreat quickly."

Shen Yi glanced at the two Jin Guang Demon Hunters who were still dazed; what were they doing standing there stupidly? Why not run fast? Did they want to wait for the Howling Moon Demon King to arrive?

As he spoke, he grabbed Jiang Qiulan's arm and vanished from the spot as a clear breeze.

Aunt Aqian and Wu Feng, unable to process the shock, quickly gathered the golden net and sprinted toward Qingzhou.

Outside Qingzhou, inside a spacious cave dwelling somewhere.

Twelve demons with ferocious faces sat in a circle on both sides; all of them emitted domineering demonic energy auras, their expressions dark, their eyes gleaming with ferocity.

At the main seat beside the Elephant Demon.

The Howling Moon Demon King sat cross-legged, with a severely injured Dog Demon lying prone before him.

At this moment, his two palms gently rested above the Dog Demon's spine, and wisp after wisp of blood qi, as solid as substance, surged back and forth between the two.

"..."

The chaotic aura on the Dog Demon's body gradually returned to normal; the Profound Ice malevolent intent on its wounds was dispelled by more than half, and it was slowly healing.

It had never imagined that the old demon Howling Moon truly intended to heal its injuries.

To be honest, after leaving the waterfall that day, the Dog Demon had not even thought it could survive to leave that mountain range.

It silently gazed forward.

The twelve demon lords simultaneously cast fierce glares toward it, wishing they could devour its flesh and blood alive.

"Hmph!"

Howling Moon Demon King opened his eyes, bared his fangs slightly, and swept a cold gaze across the demon lords: "Keep it down for me."

Under those indifferent words, the demon lords reluctantly withdrew their gazes.

The wariness in the dog demon's eyes lessened slightly.

It knew where this group of demons' hatred toward it came from—under Howling Moon's command there had originally been seventeen demon lords, yet now five were conspicuously missing, among them even Bai Yu the rabbit.

Most likely it was because they had to cover for the little demon king, and so they were lost in Qingzhou.

Such a tremendous loss—even itself could not bear it.

This old wolf did indeed have some temperament; faced with this situation, even though furious to the bone, it had never shown the slightest bit toward itself.

"This king hopes this is the last time."

The weariness in the Howling Moon Demon King's eyes grew ever thicker—clearly, treating the dog demon's wounds had cost it no small amount of its reserves.

"There won't be a next time either."

The dog demon rose slowly; though its manner was still stiff as ever, there was a little less resistance: "My family's demon king is gifted beyond compare—for it to break through is only a matter of course."

"Many thanks for your trouble."

Howling Moon Demon King nodded slightly, gazing at the empty seats; a trace of sorrow welled up in his cloudy eyes, his voice hoarse, as if he had aged many years.

"..."

A sliver of guilt rose in the dog demon's heart, but it quickly pressed it back down.

Being able to latch onto the little demon king's connection—this old wolf had gotten the better end of the deal.

It picked up its spear and resumed its former proud appearance: "Don't worry, my family's demon king has always been true to its word... farewell."

"Stay a few more days."

Howling Moon Demon King glanced at it and said softly: "You and I are of the same kind, no need for such formality; your wounds have not healed—if you leave now, don't ever dream of breaking through to the next realm in this lifetime."

A wolf, repeatedly claiming to be of the same kind as a dog.

The dog demon tightened its grip on the spear shaft, standing in place somewhat hesitant.

Just at that moment.

It suddenly felt a terror in its heart, as if sensing something terrible: "Demon King!"

The weariness vanished from Howling Moon Demon King's face; he rose in an instant and roared: "What happened?"

Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed the dog demon and his figure suddenly shot out of the cave dwelling, charging toward the waterfall.

Perhaps it was because too much essence blood had been spent.

Howling Moon Demon King's footsteps were unsteady, his speed far inferior to before.

Soon they arrived at that familiar valley.

Looking at the scene of devastation before them.

The dog demon's expression went numb, its whole body seeming to have lost its strength.

Howling Moon Demon King's face twisted hideously, even his body trembling, as he let out a piercing roar: "Qingzhou! Qingzhou!"

"How the fuck did you pick a place—how could you let the people of Zhen Mo Si find us?! Answer this king! Where is the little demon king?!"

Howling Moon Demon King seized the dog demon, his eyes blood-red, saliva dripping from his mouth.

"I... I..."

The dog demon was lost in a daze, its eyes vacant; feeling the empty spiritual connection in its heart, it could not even hold its spear steady: "Dead... the little demon king is dead..."

(End of chapter)