The Dragoncroc Emperor was dead!
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint could guess that the Hua Nation would not dare to slay the Feral Kings on such a grand scale if it did not die.
But guessing was just guessing. Deep in his heart, he was somewhat unable to accept it.
Who killed the Dragoncroc Emperor?
At the level of the Dragoncroc Emperor's cultivation, it was very difficult to kill it unless one had overwhelming ability. Even if every Void-tier elite of the Hua Nation were mobilized, the chances of them killing the Dragoncroc Emperor were not high.
If he couldn't win, he could run.
It would be even more difficult to kill the Dragoncroc Emperor once it dived into the water.
Moreover, it had the experts of the Ancient Monster Clan behind it.
"Send word. Have the cultists around Lingzhou City in the northwest continue to lay low. They are not to move without my orders." The Sky Demon Cult's Saint growled, her figure rising into the air and turning into a black mist that vanished into thin air, her voice echoing in the ears of the Cardinal who was still kneeling on one knee. "Abandon the plan to ambush Lingzhou City for now. I'm going to Shennongjia myself!"
The wisp of black mist moved forward in the night, its speed even exceeding three times the speed of sound. Soon, it crossed thousands of miles and arrived at the lakeside of the Great Lake in Shennongjia.
Standing beside the lake, the Sky Demon Cult's Saint released his spirit to search the lake, but found no trace of the Dragoncroc Emperor.
He looked carefully and found several large craters by the lakeshore, formed by the burst of energy beneath Jiang He's feet as he and the Dragoncroc Emperor exchanged blows. The flowers, trees, and even boulders by the lakeshore were in a mess and broken into countless pieces, caused by the shockwaves from the clash between Jiang He and the Dragoncroc Emperor.
In the lake, countless crocodile demons, fish, and prawns floated on the water. They must have been killed by the aftershocks of the battle.
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint sensed it carefully, unable to hold back a glint in his eyes beneath his black robes as he growled, "Sword will … there's terrible Sword Will and Sword Qi lingering in the air. The one who killed the Dragoncroc Emperor was an elite swordsman!"
"Moreover, he killed the Dragoncroc Emperor alone!"
Casting a secret technique, the Sky Demon Cult's Saint shrouded himself in black fog as he caught hold of the lingering Sword Will and Daemonic Qi in the Void. Suddenly, his body shuddered and he exclaimed in shock, "A Yuan Spirit champion is joining the battle?"
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint forgot to disguise her voice due to the violent shock in her heart.
A female voice!
He …
No, it should be her.
Yan Dehao said that no one knew whether the Heavenly Demon Cult Cult Leader was a man or a woman, but from the looks of it, the Heavenly Demon Cult Leader should be a woman.
"No, no, it's not a real Yuan Spirit elite, but a Yuan Spirit clone … it must be the ancient daemon cultivator behind the Dragoncroc Emperor!"
Hiss!
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint could not help inhaling sharply at that thought and could not help exclaiming, "Even the ancient daemon cultivator behind the Dragoncroc Emperor failed to protect it when he showed himself. Could a slumbering human champion have acted?"
She rose into the air and flew into the distance, but her mind was racing. "Once all the sleeping experts of the human race awaken, it will be as difficult as ascending to the heavens for my people to descend to Earth!"
She flew into the Miaojiang region in one breath and entered a large mountain.
While the interior of the mountain appeared plain and unremarkable, it was actually covered by a formation. The Saint of the Sky Demon Cult held a token in her hand, and after injecting her aura into it, she was teleported inside. Inside the formation was another world.
It was a massive canyon, and when one looked out from within, one would find mountains surrounding it, with poisonous miasma wafting between them.
The two walls of the canyon were made of unusual rocks that looked as if they were carved by divine axes.
Within the canyon, there were many buildings, courtyards, pavilions, bluestone paved alleys, and roads. It looked like a small town in ancient times, like a paradise.
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint walked on thin air, and any cultists who ran into her would bow and call out 'Saint' loudly.
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint passed through one building after another and arrived at a great temple, where she opened the entrance to a secret realm hidden within.
There was a lake inside the secret realm.
The lake was not large, but its water was a strange gray color. It was even bubbling as if it was boiling. However, this seemingly boiling lake gave off a chilling aura that made one's heart palpitate.
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint leapt into the lake, isolating the water with Demonic Qi and dived to the bottom.
At the bottom of the lake was a massive water serpent.
The water snake was huge, more than 300 meters long. Its appearance was somewhat similar to the Many-Banded Krait, with one ring of black and one ring of silver, and its head was flat and triangular.
"Master …"
The giant water serpent spoke in human tongue — it was a Feral Emperor.
Moreover, its body was churning with Daemonic Qi, making it clear that it had cultivated a powerful secret daemonic cultivation technique as well, and its aura did not lose out to the Dragoncroc Emperor.
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint glanced at the water serpent and said, "I'm going to activate the altar and send a message beyond the skies."
The giant water serpent opened its maw and sprayed a cold Daemonic Qi at the bottom of the lake, which quaked at once as a stone altar appeared. The Sky Demon Cult's Saint landed at the center of the altar, cut her finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the altar, which shone in bloody radiance and shrouded her.
At the same time.
Earth.
Outside the atmosphere, in the starry sky of the universe, on a withered planet.
An armored Sky Devil Race powerhouse opened his eyes and looked at the sacrificial altar beside him. The sacrificial altar that had been silent for a long time was emitting a faint bloody glow. His divine sense spread out and fused with the bloody glow.
The Sky Demon champion frowned and spoke in Sky Demon Language, "Everything is not ready yet. If the Stargate is opened prematurely, the stability of the Stargate would plummet, and the demonic soldiers and generals entering the Stargate would be more restricted …"
Be that as it may, the Sky Demon champion did not dare to be negligent in receiving the message, and promptly sent word to the leaders of the Sky Demon race.
Around four hours later, another message came.
The armored Sky Demon champion activated the altar and relayed the message to Earth.
… …
Beneath the lake.
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint stepped down from the altar.
The giant water serpent slithered and placed its head beneath the Sky Demon Cult's Saint's feet.
It straightened its body and sent the Sky Demon Cult's Saint above the lake before opening its maw and roaring.
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint stroked the water serpent's flat triangular head and smiled. "I know that you've grown impatient in this little lake, but don't rush. In half a month, you shall come with me and slaughter our way into Lingzhou City, offering hundreds of thousands of lives as a blood sacrifice for the arrival of our legion!"
"When the time comes, I'll let you kill and eat to your heart's content."
Delighted, the water serpent writhed wildly in the lake, kicking up waves and laughing in human tongue. "Master, I'm getting impatient …"
The Sky Demon Cult's Saint laughed and left the Secret Realm, returning to the temple.
She summoned the remaining Sky Demon Cult Elders — Seventh, Eighth, Ninth, and the four Holy Children — and said, "Send word to all cultists across the world to return in three days."
"I will open the treasure vault to help you improve your abilities, as well as the Holy Lake to help you reach divine-tier."
"Thank you, Saint!"
Delighted, the three elders and the four Holy Children knelt in gratitude.
… …
Jiang He returned home around five in the afternoon on the twenty-fourth of October.
Feeling the peace and quiet of Jinyintan Village, Jiang He was in a good mood … he had been strolling the streets from yesterday afternoon to this morning, and interestingly, he even ran into a melodramatic scene in a shopping mall …
He happened to run into a certain rich second-generation kid of Jingdu City flaunting his wealth in front of him, and promptly bought the shopping mall to avoid further conflict …
What Jiang He could not understand the most was why Sora, a maid, would buy so many clothes?
All sorts of sexy outfits … did she have to change every night?
Tut, tut.
It was exciting just thinking about it.
Even so, Jiang He was troubled.
The Nine Heavenly Star Body Tempering Art was too indecent. It made a certain part of his body become stronger and stronger. A maid was clearly not enough …
He complained a little.
Jiang He was a little helpless.
He could not plant a girl band, could he?
Just as he put the farm in his yard, Dumbo, Trumbo, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, and the two golden eaglets rushed out like donkeys freed from their reins, having a good time outside.
Over the last few days, they were almost going crazy.
Meanwhile, Sora went to prepare dinner. Bored, Jiang He was about to plant some Doom Shrooms when a car horn could be heard outside the gates.
"Old Jiang!"
Li Fei, whom he had not seen for a long time, was carrying a bag of rice and smiling. "Old Jiang, Chief Duan has asked me to bring you some rice seeds … by the way, where should I put them?"
"Jiang He."
Wang Siyu was with Li Fei as well.
(PS: Begging for monthly votes and recommendation votes. There are only two chapters left today, and I need to tidy up the plot. Moreover, from tomorrow onwards, we'll update at a fixed time, with one chapter at noon and two chapters at ten at night.
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