198 This Hatred Will Never End
Crack!
Almost at the sa ti, there was a series of crisp shattering sounds. It was extrely soft, but in Feng Xia’s ears, it was like the first sound of thunder that tore through the darkness at dawn!
He jerked his head toward the source of the sound.
Countless cracks had appeared on the Demon-Revealing Mirror hanging on the city wall. It looked like an invisible spider web had cut the bronze mirror into countless pieces.
“What is that thing?”
Feng Xia’s heart was feeling slightly heavy. He turned his head to look at the distant sky again. In that direction, the black clouds were churning more and more violently, causing him to involuntarily think of a saying—
Black clouds that pressed down towards the city were threatening to destroy it!
“Mo Lianque’s worries are not without reason. Although the appearance of variables is expected, there are now way too many…”
Feng Xia frowned instinctively.
He could feel it more clearly than anyone else. A terrifying power that was similar to a volcanic eruption was hidden in the dark clouds. It felt as if it was constantly accumulating its strength and would erupt in the next mont!
Crack!
Crack, crack, crack!
The shattering sounds kept sounding, as if it was hinting at sothing. At a certain mont, amidst the exclamations of the few monster apes guarding the city, the Demon-Revealing Mirror suddenly shattered into pieces, exploding into copper fragnts that filled the sky!
“What is that thing—”
Suddenly, a demon beast cried out and pointed at the distant sky.
In that direction, the black clouds that filled the sky had suddenly split open. Blue-white lightning tore through the sky, reflecting the pale faces of the living beings present at the scene, as well as the huge creature at the end of the sky!
It was huge, ancient, decayed and worldly.
Kaboom—
There was a thunderous explosion.
No one knew how many demon beasts felt their limbs go limp, as if they were dumplings being dropped into a pot. They fell to the ground with a plop, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. They were emptied of all emotions except intense fear.
“What kind of monster is that?”
“Looking at this aura, could it be the Flood Dragon Clan of the East Sea?”
“That’s impossible. I’ve seen the experts of the Flood Dragon Clan before. Although they’re extrely arrogant and domineering, they’re definitely not evil, and absolutely not like this!”
At this mont, countless living beings were shocked speechless.
Only a small number whose cultivation had reached the Primal Core Realm could still barely maintain their thoughts. However, even this group felt as if their bodies were filled with lead, and they had the urge to prostrate themselves on the spot.
Roar—
A low and hoarse roar, that sounded like a deity’s cry but also like a devil’s howl, seed to co from the depths of hell. It ca from the mouth of that huge creature and shook the souls of everyone present.
In the Demon Capital, an old pangolin turned around and looked at the head that was poking out of the black cloud. It could not help but let out a long sigh. “This world is no longer peaceful… All kinds of demons and ghosts have run out.”
“Bad on… Bad on!”
The mont the Demon-Revealing Mirror completely exploded, an incredibly huge head finally slowly erged from the black clouds.
Even with Feng Xia’s temperant and willpower, he could not help but feel terrified when he saw the appearance of the head. “Damn it, what the hell is this?”
From the outline, it looked like a dragon head—but not the kind that would spout water.
It was a real head that belonged to a flood dragon!
After Feng Xia ca to this world, he encountered all kinds of dragon descendants. There were dragon descendants like Qing Lin, who had dragon blood flowing in their veins. There were also those like the Xuanwu royal family who used cultivation techniques to trace back to their origins and refined powerful bloodlines that belonged to the Dragon Clan. There were also those like Long Da, who was extrely closely related to the Dragon Clan.
However, what appeared before his eyes at this mont did not belong to any of these.
It was indeed the head of a flood dragon. It was huge and terrifying and emanated a soul-stirring aura. However, more than a third of the head had decayed and pus flowed down its face. Under the cracked wounds, rotting flesh could be seen. There was even a piece of pale dragon bone exposed, making one’s hair stand on end.
“What exactly is that? Has the dragon corpses of the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan turned into zombies?!”
So demon beasts could not help but cry out in shock. For a mont, they were terrified.
To be fair, being a part of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons themselves, they were also what ordinary people called “demons and ghosts.” By right, no matter what they saw, it would be rare for them to feel so shocked and lose their composure like this.
Even if mbers of the East Sea Flood Dragon Clan ca to the capital personally, and even if a demon king died and was replaced, it should only be a casual topic of conversation.
But what was it that they were looking at?
It was clearly an ancient dragon corpse. Its entire body emanated a rotten aura. Corpse energy filled the sky and the sll of death filled the air, causing one’s vision to be covered with the color of blood. When one looked around, it was as if the entire world was tainted by blood.
All the living beings could not understand why a corpse could move? It even gave off a shocking sense of authority as it descended on the Demon Capital on the eve of the opening of the Demon Imperial Tombs!
Furthermore, it appeared to be full of aggression and did not co in peace!
“Damn it!” Mo Lianque’s expression changed for the worse. “There’s such a monster in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons?”
The various accidents that had happened previously were already making him jumpy with fear. He was afraid that his plan would be derailed and go completely out of his control.
However, at this mont, he once again experienced what Feng Xia said…
The variables were there, whether one could see it or not.
If one could not see it, it just ant that one was not strong enough.
If one saw it… then there was no hope left. Just wait for death. Farewell.
“It gave a scare. I thought that there was sothing wrong with the Mysterious Art of Creation.”
However, after seeing the incoming party clearly, Feng Xia heaved a long sigh of relief. In that earlier mont, he really thought that the Demon-Revealing Mirror had discovered a flaw in him and he was even prepared to fight back forcefully.
In the end, the fact was…
A big shot happened to pass by and shattered the Demon-Revealing Mirror with a fart.
“But there might be trouble next.”
He frowned and looked at the dragon corpse floating in the air. For a mont, he was speechless. “I have chosen the identity that is most unlikely to be exposed, but in the end, I encounter the subject clan. Am I too unlucky, or am I too lucky?”
“East Sea Flood Dragon Clan…”
He slowly spat out a few words and took a deep breath. “It looks like an impressive fellow has arrived…”
At this mont, the huge flood dragon that looked like a corpse slowly floated over and roared, sounding like divine thunder from the nine heavens.
“Get out here! I know you’re hiding in the Demon Capital!”
“The enmity of genocide, the enmity of extermination! This hatred will never end…”
“If you don’t co out, I’ll spill blood all over the Demon Capital today and let all the living beings here die together with you!”
His words were filled with endless hatred, causing countless people to feel like they lost their minds.
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