Chapter 624: Chapter 509: Sect Master of Nanyang, Crown Prince of Dragon Palace (6K2)_3 Chapter 624: Chapter 509: Sect Master of Nanyang, Crown Prince of Dragon Palace (6K2)_3 The leader was none other than a snake-like creature.
Clothed in ornate attire, it flicked its forked tongue, its vertical pupils exuding a chilling coldness, its voice indifferent, “Give them a bit of face one last ti.”
Even though the Dragon Palace was almost certain, the matter of invading the Aquatic Race could not be separated from the Seven Sons of South Hong.
But after all, there was no evidence.
It wasn’t necessary to disturb the Seven Sons Grand Assembly.
However…
It would end today.
Clutching the Imperial Edict of the Dragon Palace’s Crown Prince, its arrival this ti was inevitably to seek an explanation for the Fifth Prince and the four Dragon Descendants.
The Seven Sons of South Hong used the grand assembly as an excuse to buy ti, which, in its view, was a aningless act, as all of South Hong knew what sort of temperant their Crown Prince had.
Either ignore it completely or, if showing up, co with the authority of half the Lord of Nanhong to exact justice.
How could they accept returning without achieving anything?
The Demon General behind it also showed a ferocious expression, “I too would like to see how they intend to muddle through this matter.”
The lives of so many brave warriors of the Aquatic Race were not sothing that could be dismissed with just a few words.
The so-called civility before force: if the Dragon Palace’s offered exit was not taken by the South Hong Seven Sons, naturally, they also had other ans to handle it.
In the eyes of these Demon Generals, it was actually a very good opportunity.
The South Dragon King was still in power, and the Western Dragon Palace would also offer full support. Taking advantage of the recent conclusion of the Seven Sons Grand Assembly, when the attention of all forces within South Hong was focused here, they might as well have a real battle.
Even if they couldn’t annihilate the Seven Sons in one fell swoop, with the combined force of the two Dragon Palaces, they could at least gravely weaken these Cultivators, completely disgrace them, and cause their subordinates’ forces to break apart and disintegrate, denying them the chance to recover for tens of thousands of years.
A tiger does not allow others to rest peacefully at its side.
The Seven Sons of South Hong, despite appearing calm, were always a major force not to be underestimated, leaving these brave warriors of the Dragon Palace sowhat hesitant in their actions.
“If you don’t play by the rules, you’ve got to provide so explanation,” said another sowhat grim Demon General, slowly lifting his head and looking toward the direction where seven rainbows converged.
“What explanation do you want?”
Just then, a hoarse voice ca from behind it.
The Demon General abruptly tensed, instinctively turned around to look, but before he could speak, he heard mocking words coming from another direction.
“Your rules, you call those rules?”
“…”
The leading snake-like creature clenched its claws, rely within the ti of a breath, it felt sweat drench its back; as a Great Demon General deeply trusted by the Crown Prince in the White Jade Capital, it had not sensed anyone approaching.
Out of the corner of its eye, it swiftly scanned the side.
The next mont, those cold pupils slowly dilated.
Behind the trio, a majestic figure stood quietly, towering dozens of feet tall. Its massive Dragon Horn was intimidating, and the dense whiskers on its sharp jaws made its robust body seem nearly ready to burst, with chest and abdominal muscles as solid as blue bricks.
The entire figure resembled a towering mountain, its body covered in coarse golden scales.
Just standing there idly, the figure inherently exuded an endless oppressive aura, as terrifying as making one unable to breathe.
The snake-like leader then looked toward another side.
An equally majestic figure slowly strode over, its body the color of dark gold, with limbs thick like large trees erging from its shell, and even its skin resembled chunks of rough stone; its fierce face bore a sowhat amused smirk.
These two unexpected guests were exceedingly strange.
Not just for the terrifying aura they exuded, but also for their ancient Demon Bodies, which, despite having seemingly lived for hundreds of thousands of years, lost none of their vigor.
“What old freaks have crawled out from?”
The snake-like leader swallowed nervously, involuntarily stepping back.
Logically, a Great Demon who had lived for so long should at least possess strength comparable to that of the Crown Prince at the Unity Realm Stage.
But these two demons, though their Cultivation was clearly not that high, if judged rely by the nature of their Demon Bodies, seed to have developed to the pinnacle; moreover, the nobility of their lineage… to put it irreverently, it gave the snake-like leader a feeling more astonishing than even the Crown Prince.
“Who exactly are you to ddle in the affairs of the Dragon Palace?” the snake-like leader demanded, trying to appear calm.
Before the two strange Great Demons could respond, the grim Demon General, as if seeing sothing unbelievable, stared intently at the brow and eyes of the yellow dragon, the more he looked, the more familiar it seed, finally uttering words he himself could hardly believe,
“Thirteen… Lord Thirteen?”
“…”
Ke Shisan glanced sideways, then slowly lifted his hand, his five sharp Dragon Claws slowly spreading apart.
In an instant, a robust burst of demonic power erupted, sweeping up the body of the Demon General in his howls of panic, pulling it back towards him.
Ke Shisan’s Dragon Claw firmly gripped the Demon General’s head, holding it aloft, his eyes filled with indifference.
He spoke faintly, “You should have addressed as the East Hall Master… Next life, be more careful.”
Before the words had finished, the Demon General’s head had already burst apart in Ke Shisan’s palm, viscous blood plasma dripping down his fingertips, casually flung away.
“You!”
The other Demon General stared blankly at this scene, then without hesitation, burst out to the side.
However, before it could flee the Floating Island, its vision was consud by a swath of pitch-black light.
Boom!
Wu Jun ruthlessly slamd his shoulder into the Demon General, intending to smash it back onto the Floating Island, yet unexpectantly under the terrifying and might force, the Demon General’s bones shattered, and its body directly exploded into a ss of flesh!
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