On the other side, Chen Zhou, who had not encountered the azure-scaled or black-scaled envoys, had been leading his team leisurely for a day. They had finally reached the core area of the Ten Thousand Miasma Valley.
"Lord, the Black Bone Hall is just ahead."
Piao walked beside Chen Zhou, her gaze sweeping over the demon sentries hiding in the shadows. Her eyes were cold. "Do I need to clear them out?"
"No need."
Chen Zhou looked up at the sky.
In the air, an auspicious cloud that only he could see was slowly drifting, pointing in a certain direction.
This was the guidance of the Guardian Auspicious God Destiny from the Gathering Fortune Pavilion—specifically, the luck guidance from Jiu'er's Heavenly Noble destiny.
"Plague Rat," Chen Zhou suddenly spoke.
"Lord Rat is here!"
The Plague Rat, who had been following behind and boredly kicking a skull, immediately scurried forward. "What are your orders, Lord? Is it time to eat?"
"Don't follow me inside."
Chen Zhou pointed toward the east, where the auspicious cloud was drifting—toward Poison Flame Mountain.
"Go over there."
Chen Zhou said indifferently, "I have a feeling those old monsters haven't planned anything good by gathering all the human-livestock from the Southern Region over there.
"Eating in a way that doesn't even leave the roots is very abnormal.
"Go take a look. If they can be saved, then take them all in."
Even Widow Li, when raising livestock for slaughter, wouldn't kill off the breeding pigs and bulls at the same time. This clearly contradicted the logic of farming.
Upon hearing this, the Plague Rat's originally excited little face immediately fell.
"Ah? Lord..."
He was thinking of following the Lord into the Black Bone Hall to have a feast. He had heard that everything inside was premium grade.
What was the point of going to that godforsaken Poison Flame Mountain?
"Hmm?" Chen Zhou gave him a casual glance.
"Squeak! I guarantee the mission will be completed!"
The Plague Rat instantly stood at attention, thumping his chest. "Lord Rat is going right now! Whoever dares to touch the Lord's property, Lord Rat will make their whole family break out in sores!"
Having said that, despite his reluctant expression, he dived into the shadows and sped toward Poison Flame Mountain while grumbling under his breath.
Having sent the Plague Rat away, Chen Zhou straightened his robes.
"Let's go. We shouldn't keep the hosts waiting too long."
He led Piao and the three flower demons—their faces wrapped tightly—as he stepped toward the Black Bone Hall, which was constructed from the skeletons of giant beasts.
Before the hall.
Hundreds of minor demons of various forms stood in two lines, clutching weapons. It should have been a scene of a heavily fortified bastion.
But at this moment, as they watched the skeletal figure approaching step by step, they couldn't help but tremble, their hands unable to hold their weapons steady.
A man's reputation followed him like a shadow.
The fierce reputation he had earned by killing his way here had already spread throughout the Ten Thousand Miasma Valley.
Chen Zhou did not look sideways, completely ignoring these underlings as he walked straight into the grand hall.
Inside the hall, fiendish qi surged to the heavens.
But the atmosphere was somewhat strange.
Of the four main seats originally set out, one was actually empty.
Only a poisonous vine flower tree remained on the left. With green hair and red lips, she was staring at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
On the right sat a large eagle covered in poisonous fire, his mind seemingly elsewhere, lost in some unknown reverie.
And on the central main seat lay a mountain of flesh.
The Thousand-Eyed Toad Saint.
He just lay there without a single ripple of aura, looking like a piece of dead meat.
But the moment Chen Zhou saw him, his heart skipped a beat.
Chen Zhou couldn't sense his aura or determine the old toad's grade. Or rather, this toad was stronger than him.
What surprised Chen Zhou even more was that a faint wisp of death qi was actually swirling around the old toad.
An evil spirit?
No.
It didn't seem like it.
'This toad...' Chen Zhou thought to himself, 'lives like a dead thing and dies like a living thing.'
But Chen Zhou wasn't intimidated in the slightest.
Regardless of what kind of monster it was, as long as it dared to show a health bar, it was a sacrifice.
His sacrifice ability's cooldown was ready, and after delaying for nearly half a month, he had accumulated a large amount of Evil God Points—enough to use his divine path authority.
If things really came to a head, he wouldn't mind calling down a divine grace to bind this old toad directly onto the altar and see what kind of god-tier equipment it would drop.
"So you're the master of the Bone Temple?"
Above, the Thousand-Tangle Fairy toyed with a human heart in her hand, laughing with an eccentric tone. "What grand airs you have, making our Exalted Saint and all the demon kings wait for so long."
"What's the matter? Did you get lost on the way? Or were you scared witless by some blind little demon?"
Chen Zhou stopped his pace, his gaze calmly sweeping over her. Then, he waved his hand casually.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Three items were tossed onto the bone table in the center of the hall. They were three heads.
One was the Baizu Demon Envoy's, already shriveled.
One was Lord Chaiwang's, his large eyes still wide with terror.
the last was the Thousand-Silk Demon Envoy's, burnt beyond recognition with all eight eyes gouged out.
"This is my first time visiting, so I didn't have anything particularly good to bring,"
Chen Zhou spoke composedly.
"I just happened to slaughter a few flies blocking my path. Consider them meeting gifts for all of you."
"A small token of my regard. I hope you don't mind."
Deathly silence.
All the great demons present looked at the three familiar heads on the table, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
You call this a 'small token'?
This was clearly peeling off the Toad Saint's face and throwing it on the floor!
This was far too arrogant!
The Thousand-Tangle Fairy was shaking with rage. Although those three envoys weren't considered major figures on a daily basis, they were still the face of the Ten Thousand Miasma Valley and her colleagues!
"You... how dare you!"
Thousand-Tangle stood up abruptly, countless vines dancing wildly behind her.
"You dare to kill the Toad Saint's people in the Ten Thousand Miasma Valley, and even dare to bring them here as gifts? Do you really think we won't dare to kill you?"
In the face of Thousand-Tangle's fury, the Toad Saint on the main seat remained lying there, not even lifting an eyelid.
It was as if the ones who died weren't his trusted subordinates, but just a few insignificant insects.
Chen Zhou keenly noticed that when the old toad saw those heads, a flicker of covetousness actually flashed through his thousand eyes?
He was greedy for the death qi on them!
'Interesting,' Chen Zhou sneered inwardly.
It seemed the path this old toad was cultivating was even more sinister than he had imagined.
"Kill me?"
Chen Zhou ignored Thousand-Tangle's threat, instead sizing her up with interest.
"Want to trade a few blows?"
"Besides."
Chen Zhou pointed at Piao and the three flower demons behind him.
"This venerable one thinks your Great Demon Assembly isn't very formal."
"Every one of you looks like a hideous freak. You can't even cultivate a proper human form, yet you dare to call yourselves demon kings?"
Thousand-Tangle hated it most when people called her ugly, and she hated it even more when someone used human aesthetics to suppress her.
To maintain the origin power of her plant nature, she had intentionally kept most of her vine characteristics. In her eyes, this was a symbol of power. How could this skeleton see it as being a hideous freak?
Her gaze swept venomously over Piao and the flower demons behind Chen Zhou.
Especially when she saw Piao's exquisite human face, the fire of jealousy burned fiercely.
"Hmph, sharp-tongued!"
Thousand-Tangle sneered, "A demon is a demon, a fiend is a fiend. Keeping one's true form is the great dao.
"Things like you, who make yourselves look like humans, have simply disgraced the name of demons and fiends!
"Especially you!"
She pointed at Piao, her tone biting and mean, "Drenched in fiendish qi yet draped in human skin. You're disgusting to look at—a mongrel that's neither demon nor fiend!"
"And you three little sluts." She then pointed at the flower demons. "Is inferiority bred into your very bones? You've learned the ways of those ant-like humans until you're neither here nor there."
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