In the depths of the valley, the five cave masters of the Lair of Demons gathered on a tall tower for a discussion.
"Where's the first cave master? Why isn't he here yet? "
Said an ascetic. His forehead bulged, his cheekbones were high, and his eye sockets were sunken, completely bloodshot. His lips were blue, and there were two fleshy feet on his forehead. At first glance, he did not seem human at all. He seemed like he was wearing a ghost mask and a scarlet kasaya.
"Ghost Ascetic, the first cave master has already been in secluded cultivation for two years. It's not like you don't know. How can you disturb him over something as small as this?" Said a woman. She was beautiful. Although she was not supreme beauty, her figure was plump and plump. She was wrapped in rings of silk, half hidden and half exposed, which made her seem even whiter and more alluring.
The Ghost Ascetic glanced at her as if he was wary. He said nothing more. He was only the sixth cave master of the Lair of Demons, while this plump beauty was the fourth cave master. She seemed human, but she actually came from a rare otherhuman race known as the Silkworm Madam.
If she was considered plump, then she would seem like a petite little girl compared to the man beside her. At first glance, the man no longer seemed like a human, but a squirming, white mountain of flesh. His facial features were almost completely squashed by the fat. He was the second cave master of the Lair of Demons, the Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber. His body rippled like a wave, and he said,
"Hmph, it's nothing. That's the White Hawk commander. Even Huang Siqin died to his hands. I think he's come with ill intentions!"
"Since he's bold enough to come, we can't let him leave here alive, or what will become of our Lair of Demons' dignity?"
The speaker was a man in his forties. His dark, skinny face was filled with murderousness. He wore many golden rings, and a black scorpion was tattooed on his face. The scorpion's tail was split into three parts. Instead, he seemed the most like a normal person here, except his skin was slightly purple. The others maintained a certain distance from him.
"Wei of the Poison, your disciple is dead, but you don't have the courage to avenge him, so you want to borrow our hands!"
The Ghost Ascetic was afraid of the Silkworm Madam, but he was not afraid of him, as Wei of the Poison ranked last among the cave masters of the Lair of Demons. He was only the eighth cave master.
Wei of the Poison's face was filled with resentment. The White Wolf guard Li Qingshan had killed was his proud disciple, yet he had been killed like a bug. How could he not hate Li Qingshan? However, there was nothing he could do even if he hated it. The Lair of Demons was not a sect, and unless an enemy came to invade, there was no unity to speak of. The other cave masters were more than happy that his proud disciple had been killed, so there was no way they would avenge him. He didn't dare to provoke the existence that killed Huang Siqin by himself. He originally thought that it would be difficult to take revenge, but he didn't expect that the opportunity would come to him. How could he miss it?
"We swore a blood oath. If an enemy invades, we will work together. Do you dare to go against it?" Wei of the Poison shouted.
"Who said he came to become our enemy? Perhaps he came to surrender, just like that Huang Siqin bastard, wishing to rope us in!" Ghost Ascetic said.
"I think it's highly possible!" Mei Canniang said smilingly, "As long as he's not crazy, he's not here to kill us!"
"You want to work with the Hawkwolf Guard? Don't forget about the blood feud of so many years! "Wei of the Poison said furiously and sunkenly.
"Since the boss isn't here, I'm in charge here. Let him in and listen to what he has to say, or other people will think we're afraid of him. If what he says satisfies us, we'll let him die a quick death. If not, we'll let old five's bugs eat him up bit by bit! "
The Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber's fat jiggled, and something that resembled an arm actually extended from the pile of flesh. He pointed at the "pocket man" in the corner who had remained silent the entire time.
The reason why he was called a pocket man was because he wore pockets of various sizes on him, basically swallowing him completely. It was even impossible to distinguish his gender. Apart from a hundred treasures pouch, every other pocket was a bug pouch.
He was the fifth cave master of the Lair of Demons, Mountain Worm.
As soon as the Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber said that, the other cave masters stopped talking. He was determined to kill Li Qingshan. They all thought about it and exchanged glances with one another.
"Yu Wufeng, once this Li Qingshan's sect comes, I'd like to see how you can still cultivate in peace! Hmph, you want to undergo the third heavenly tribulation and rule over the Lair of Demons? You're dreaming! "
The Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber thought and glanced around. "Do you have any objections?"
The cave masters all agreed to lure Li Qingshan in and kill him!
The first cave master was cultivating, and the other two cave masters were not in the Lair of Demons. However, with the geographical advantage of Savage mountain and the various formations and traps, a mere White Hawk commander definitely had no chance of survival.
… …
In the drizzle, Li Qingshan stood with his hands behind his back. His hair was black and his clothes were white. He stood tall and straight, but he maintained a calm smile the entire time.
As the dark clouds hung low and low, Savage mountain seemed even taller and steeper. It was gloomy and filled with hostility. Every single cave seemed like a cold eye. Even the hot wind that swirled around above his head seemed like it was mocking him.
"Knock! Then go ahead and knock! Let's see who'll open the door for you! "" Why don't you beg me? I pity you, and I might even help you open the door! "" Piss off to the Green province. This isn't a place you should be in! "
The entire Savage mountain was alarmed. Even more people gathered on the tower, pointing and mocking the lone Li Qingshan below.
There were men and women, monks and laymen. Some wore long robes and short skirts, and they carried feather fans and silk scarves. They were like people of the central plains. Some had painted their faces and bared their chests and abdomens. They possessed the distinctive characteristics of the south. There were also some who possessed the characteristics of daemons and otherfolk, while some did not even resemble humans at all.
For a moment, demons danced about, which just happened to match the name "Lair of Demons".
No one feared Li Qingshan. The more gentle and polite he was, the more unbridled their laughter became. It was like they were looking at a strange clown. With their identities, there were not many opportunities for them to mock an expert like that.
This feeling was similar to watching a ferocious tiger from outside a cage. Angering the tiger, making it bare its fangs and claws and roar angrily, yet unable to harm itself because of the iron bars. This was a rare joy.
"Then I'll come and knock!"
As a result, Li Qingshan lowered his head and grinned, revealing his fangs. Then, he walked towards the huge door.
Suddenly, Li Qingshan raised his head. A figure lunged down from the top of the city gates. It was a big, white fatty with a horned helmet on his head and a set of armour on his body. He let out a furious roar and swung his fists in the air.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! The air exploded, and the fatty's descent rapidly slowed down. In the end, he landed heavily in front of Li Qingshan.
"You've got guts!" Li Qingshan raised his eyebrows. This guy clearly hadn't even passed the first heavenly tribulation.
The fatty sat up and saw Li Qingshan the moment he laid eyes on him. His pale face immediately paled even further before reddening again. He rapidly backed away and turned around, cursing at the top of the walls, "Who the fuck pushed me!? His ancestor … "
A string of obscenities mixed with the dialect of the Southern Border. He had been like this just now, standing on top of the city wall and yelling happily. Caught off guard, a palm struck his back, and his body flew out uncontrollably.
"Hey, Fatty Luo fell down!" "He's f * cking finished this time!" "Maybe this hero from Qingzhou will be merciful and not kill him!"
Roars of laughter erupted from the top of the city wall again. No one sympathized with his plight. Instead, they did their best to belittle him.
Was there anything more exciting than watching a tiger on top of a mountain than someone falling down? Apart from the person directly involved, everyone was very excited and eager.
Fatty Luo suddenly turned around and pointed at Li Qingshan. "I'm warning you, don't move. My master is the Gentleman of Heavenly Blubber, the second cave master of the Lair of Demons. He's in there right now. If you harm me, he won't spare you!"
Li Qingshan smiled without saying anything. He pointed at the corner gate.
As if he had just been pardoned, fatty Luo turned around and fled. When he was about to enter the corner gate, he did not forget to turn around and say, "At least you know your place!"
There was a series of regretful boos from the top of the city walls. Fatty Luo's arrival on top of the city walls led to another hubbub. They became even more contemptuous of Li Qingshan below. Benevolence was not acknowledged here. The more vicious one was, the more respected they were.
Li Qingshan finally arrived in front of the city gates and raised his hand. The huge ghost face painted on the city gates suddenly appeared, biting towards Li Qingshan.
"Is anyone home?"
Boom!
The ghost face vanished, and the city gates shattered. Rubble flew everywhere!
It was like ten thousand tons of explosives had exploded. Boulders ten to fifteen meters across whistled through the air like weightless pebbles.
A group of demonic cultivators stood behind the gates. Suddenly, there was a great rumble. Rocks of various sizes charged over like furious bulls. Before they could even unleash their cultivation, they were struck by the boulders and immediately reduced to mincemeat.
The demonic cultivators who watched on from the top of the city gates were directly swallowed by the dust and rubble.
Quite a while later, the tremors subsided, but the rumbles continued to echo through the valley.
A demonic cultivator on his last breaths, whose lower half had been crushed by a boulder, looked up. The city gates that stood several dozen meters tall had already vanished completely, reduced to a huge gap. Mangled corpses were strewn across the ground, and rubble was piled up. A figure emerged from the dust.
When the figure approached, he saw the calm smile on his face, as if he did not think he had done anything impressive.
The demonic cultivators near the city gates below the first heavenly tribulation had all been reduced to sieves by the rubble. Even if they had passed the first heavenly tribulation, they would die on the spot if they were hit by the boulders.
Li Qingshan walked past the rubble and corpses, walking into the valley. In front of him was a wide road, facing the tallest peak of Savage Mountain. A tall tower stood on the peak.
He could feel that a few powerful auras were gathered there. It was where his target was.
In the tall tower, the cave masters were all shocked.
"He actually dared to attack!" Mei Canniang was very surprised. He destroyed the gates of the Lair of Demons and killed countless demonic cultivators. This was equivalent to forming a death grudge. There was no room for negotiation. This was completely different from what she had expected. "Is he crazy?!"
"And you still say you're not here to be enemies with us." Wei of the Poison looked at Ghost Ascetic mockingly.
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