Chapter 367: The Rise of the Golden-Eyed Lion Emperor

Outside Mount Wutong.

A flash of bright red robe swept swiftly across the long sky.

Yet two figures blocked the way.

"Zhu Shixiong Tong, where are you going?"

Master Qingfeng, standing on auspicious clouds, frowned tightly.

Yu Chaoan simply leaped onto Zhu Shixiong Tong's cloud-riding treasure, directly grabbing his arm.

"Let go!"

A trace of anxiety swept across Tong Xinchuan's effeminate face; he straightaway scolded, "This Seat has not been placed under house arrest; why must I explain my destination to you?"

"Catch him, there's something wrong!"

Master Qingfeng waved his sleeve, keenly sensing the anomaly: "I'll go fetch Zhu Shixiong Nie."

Hearing this, Tong Xinchuan's face changed slightly; he whispered, "Come back!"

"Confess honestly." Yu Chaoan stared straight at him, having no intention of letting go.

Master Qingfeng made a motion to step forward, as if at the slightest wrong word, he would immediately rush out to complain.

Seeing this, Tong Xinchuan spat: "Two Bai Yanlangs; this Seat even gifted you so many formation discs, all as if feeding dogs."

Having vented his anger.

He then took a jade slip from his sleeve; on its smooth surface, streams of flowing light surged rapidly.

Tong Xinchuan lowered his voice: "This is an object Zhu Shixiong Nie gifted me; now its other half has appeared in the world."

Hearing this, Master Qingfeng's figure stiffened slightly.

On the path of cultivation, the importance of techniques is beyond words.

And the methods of this world are all minor paths.

The true treasures lie entirely within the study of the Thousand Demon Caves.

Guarded by the Xuanming Spider Emperor, that is the General Nanyang Sect's Scripture Repository.

The Ten Great Demon Emperors; the place each guards is a treasure vault capable of driving cultivators mad: the Scripture Repository, the Artifact Refining Hall, the Pill Pavilion...

Unlike the cave abodes left behind by cultivators.

These ten precious places are all permanently open.

Last time, Zhu Shixiong Nie's path was cut off; he risked his life to fight into the Scripture Repository, severely wounded the Spider Emperor, retrieved a precious technique, and was immediately surrounded and attacked by the Demon Emperor of the Third Cave leading the other five Demon Emperors; when he escaped back, only half his body remained.

Among the things he brought back was this jade slip in Zhu Shixiong Tong's hand.

Relying on this object.

Master Qingfeng has yet to see anyone surpass Zhu Shixiong Tong in formation arts, not even the Xu family.

But surprise aside, he still turned and charged toward Mount Wutong: "There's something wrong; how could such a thing appear in the world without reason."

"You come back!"

Tong Xinchuan suddenly extended his hand; golden threads at his fingertips gathered into a profound formation, directly enveloping Master Qingfeng.

Seeing the other party open his mouth to shout, he hurriedly tapped several times in the air, sealing the other's mouth and nose.

"..."

True Person Master Qingfeng widened his eyes, unflustered, and pulled out a message-transmitting jade slip from his waist.

"I'm begging you!"

Tong Xinchuan lost all composure, suddenly clenching his fist, panting heavily: "Let me go! I'm really about to be tortured into madness! The Great Dao is right before my eyes, shrouded in darkness; do you understand? You understand nothing, you little brat of mid-stage Soul Transformation."

"Hey! You're not supposed to attack fellow disciples."

Yu Chaoan whispered a reminder.

"..."

True Person Master Qingfeng fell silent for a moment, glanced at Tong Xinchuan, and slowly put the jade slip away again.

He knew why the other party did not seek help from senior brothers or senior sisters.

This was clearly a trap.

He pointed to his mouth; after Zhu Shixiong released the restriction, Master Qingfeng waved his sleeve somewhat dejectedly: "We'll go with you."

"No, 'we'? I didn't say I was going; I just returned, and I'm still injured!"

Yu Chaoan opened his mouth, pointing at the dark glow on his body: "The Thousand Demon Caves have been quite chaotic recently; you wouldn't know; last time I saw that Golden-Eyed Lion..."

"Are you going or not?" Master Qingfeng glared at him.

Yu Chaoan's face stiffened slightly; he sighed: "I'm going."

"I never said I'd take you."

Tong Xinchuan glanced at the two of them and vanished directly from the spot.

What the hell is a Golden-Eyed Lion.

As long as the one arriving this time isn't a Demon Emperor from the top ten caves, he will risk his life to obtain that formation jade slip.

"Chase!"

Master Qingfeng waved his small hand and hurriedly rode a cloud to follow.

Thousand Demon Caves.

The light curtain of another cave abode slowly unfolded.

The Demon King responsible for guarding this place watched with his own eyes as Demon Emperor Lei Ti walked out from within, then disappeared into the horizon.

It scratched the back of its head.

Feeling quite puzzled.

How could such a cave dwelling, ransacked countless times, attract the attention of a Demon Emperor?

This Demon King failed to notice that the Thunder-Hoof Demon Emperor, who seemed to have fled far away, had just merged into the clouds and then halted his form.

It struggled to maintain its composure, looking down expectantly.

The Thunder-Hoof Demon Emperor was truly curious: how many cultivators from Mount Wutong would this jade slip attract?

It slightly tapped its front hoof.

Signifying that its patience toward the Golden-Eyed Lion had nearly reached its limit.

Just as Thunder-Hoof focused on the area below.

It failed to notice that another great demon was also watching it.

Within a pitch-black light curtain far from this place.

The Nine-Striped Fierce Tiger, with wings sprouting from its back, lay lazily coiled on the ground, before a copper mirror a zhang tall.

The item left by the General Nanyang Sect is truly useful.

Despite the vast distance, it did not hinder the scene within the copper mirror from appearing with crystal clarity.

The Jin Chi Nine-Striped Demon Emperor yawned.

She was truly somewhat weary.

As one of the Ten Great Demon Emperors, under the orders of that old dog, she lived worse than those wild demons.

Even though the spiritual herb garden she guarded was the most inconspicuous, and the spiritual herbs grown within had long been devoured by the demons, not even the unripe medicinal seeds, let alone a clump of spiritual soil, could be allowed to reach the cultivators.

For her, this was hardly different from imprisonment.

"You want this Emperor's cave dwelling... then show your skill in defending it."

The Fierce Tiger looked at the copper mirror with slight curiosity; she too wanted to know what good show the old spider had prepared for that arrogant lion.

And whether the other party had the ability to deal with it.

Under the gaze of these eyes.

Before the activated light curtain, the Demon King paused again: "This..."

Only to see three figures approaching leisurely from the extreme distance, the surging demonic qi radiating from their bodies revealing that each was a Demon Emperor.

Most eye-catching of all was the towering figure eight zhang tall at the very front.

Beneath the imposing mane, those pair of eyes shone brilliantly.

"Lion Emperor, do you have a strategy?"

The moment the Deer-Demon saw that cave dwelling, a drum began beating in his heart.

Such an obvious trap, not even bothering to pretend, indicated that Thunder-Hoof had immense confidence.

The Chicken-Demon said nothing, but his expression clearly grew much solemn.

By his nature, he should have abandoned this lion who had offended the Ten Great Demon Emperors by now.

But after glancing up at the sky, he still followed behind.

The Chicken-Demon knew what treasures the Jin Chi Demon Emperor possessed; the other party was likely watching this place right now.

"Yes."

Shen Yi replied casually.

Hearing this, the Chicken-Demon curiously looked up, about to ask for clarification, only to see the other party walk leisurely to the mountain peak where the cave dwelling was located.

Crack!

He drove the Youwei Spear forcefully into Shanfeng.

The next moment, the muscular lion sat down calmly, as if the entire Gaoshan was his throne.

Shen Yi propped his chin with one hand, gazing calmly forward, overlooking the Thousand-Demon Cave beneath his feet as if inspecting his own territory.

(End of this chapter)