Sky Demon Race, Lingjue Mo Ding, Tower of Gods And Demons.
Previously, this was where the Sky Demon King meditated in seclusion. Now, it had become Princess Tigné's territory.
Besides, she was the only one there. No one could disturb her.
The Demon Empire's united front had begun to assemble. It would be completed in a month and a half at most.
The Witch Kingdom and the Wings Clan had also finished assembling. They could lead their armies to attack at the command.
These two allies were the most arrogant forces of the Demon Race. They were unruly and did not know how to submit. However, they were also the bravest and most noble allies. They would never bargain.
In a month and a half at most, a great war would break out in the Demon Race's territory.
By then, the sky would collapse and the earth would change color.
This would probably be the last moment of peace before the war.
Princess Tigné had never lived in Wangcheng. She spent most of her time cultivating in Lingjue Mo Ding's Hall of Gods And Demons.
Her cultivation was very complicated.
It was divided into external and internal.
External cultivation was to devour the energy between heaven and earth.
As for internal cultivation, it was to fight with oneself in the meditation world.
Once others entered meditation, they would be completely immersed in the illusion unless someone woke them up.
As for Tigné, even if she was in meditation, she would know if any energy intruded within a radius of 10,000 meters.
At this moment, she was comprehending the memories of the Ancient Demon Bloodline in the meditation world. There were many mysterious techniques in this memory that she needed to dig out bit by bit.
At this moment, a powerhouse riding a black ray suddenly entered within 10,000 meters of the Lingjue Mo Ding.
Princess Tigné opened her beautiful eyes.
Instantly, the person felt himself frozen in the air. The black ray mount could not move forward at all.
"This is my territory. Don't come within 10,000 meters of me. Your breath will pollute the air here," Princess Tigné said.
"Yes!" the person replied respectfully. He knelt on the back of the black ray and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."
"What's the matter?" Princess Tigné asked.
The visitor said, "Lan Ling, the rebel from the Rakshasa territory, killed the emissary you sent."
Princess Tigné did not have any reaction. She said lightly, "Got it."
The visitor said, "Your Highness, do you need me to kill him?"
"No need," Princess Tigné said, "Send an emissary to Luocha City, force the Young Luocha King to hand over Lan Ling, otherwise he will bear the consequences."
"Yes!" the visitor replied.
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After flying for about ten hours, Lan Ling entered Rakshasa City.
Of course, his arrival did not cause any commotion.
The fall of the Black Demon Flag was only known to the upper echelons of Luosha City. Most people in Luosha City, including the other twelve flag masters, knew very little about it.
It had to be said that the Demon Tribe's territory was a very isolated world.
However, as soon as he flew into the sky above Rakshasa City, a few hundred Dragon Hawk Cavalrymen and 13 Black Blood Flying Cavalry immediately surrounded Lan Ling.
One of the Black Blood Flying Cavalry quickly went to the Young Rakshasa King's residence to report.
…
Lan Ling actually came?
Previously, whether it was the Young Rakshasa King, Princess Sha Yan, or Meng Tuoluo, they all felt that Lan Ling would definitely not come.
This was because Princess Tigné had sent an emissary to Lan Ling, which meant that Lan Ling already knew that a war was about to break out in the Demon Tribe's territory.
Therefore, as long as Lan Ling stayed in the Black Demon Flag's territory, Luosha City would basically be helpless, and they could not really send troops to attack. This was because the Heavenly Demon Tribe was eyeing the three neighboring Demon Tribe's territories. Once a civil war broke out among the Rakshasa Race, it was guaranteed that the Heavenly Demon Tribe's army would immediately rush over.
Therefore, as long as Lan Ling stayed in his territory, he would be fine, just that he would not be able to marry Princess Sha Yan.
Once he dared to come to Luosha City, he was destined to never return.
Princess Sha Yan, Meng Tuoluo, and even Lan Ling himself knew about this.
They did not expect that he would actually come.
Meng Tuoluo's expression became very complicated. Then, she said to Princess Sha Yan, "It seems that this Lan Ling has deep feelings for you."
Princess Sha Yan's beautiful face actually looked a little hideous. The originally beautiful red scar on her face was now bright red like blood.
"He actually really came." Sha Yan gritted her teeth and said, "That's great. I will return the humiliation he gave me tenfold. Since he is here, then he can forget about going back. "
The Young Rakshasa King said expressionlessly, "Summon Lan Ling here to pay his respects!"
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An hour later, Lan Ling appeared in the Young Rakshasa Palace, still wearing the face of a passerby.
The Young Rakshasa King squinted his eyes, as if he was a little shocked by Lan Ling's appearance.
He did not expect his appearance to be so ordinary.
When Lan Ling saw the Young Rakshasa King, he could not help but be stunned.
This … was probably the first time he had seen such a … special face, special temperament.
Not only was he handsome, but his entire body seemed to be carved out of white cold jade.
The Young Rakshasa King in front of him looked like a moving statue.
Even the surface of his body did not have any energy fluctuations.
This was the first time Lan Ling had seen such an unfathomable person!
The moment he saw the Young Rakshasa King, he knew that he was the strongest expert he had ever seen. He was an unfathomable expert.
He was far superior to the Misfortune Cave Master and the young master of Fire Devil Mountain, Huo Yunmo.
His cultivation was so high that even Lan Ling could not see it clearly.
Moreover, Lan Ling currently had a heaven defying spiritual talent and heaven defying spiritual power. Therefore, he could basically tell who the other person was and what the other person was thinking with just a glance.
However, when he looked at the Young Rakshasa King, it was as if he was looking at a stone. He could not feel the other party's spiritual fluctuations at all.
On the contrary, Princess Sha Yan looked at Lan Ling as if her eyes were about to spit fire. She did not conceal the hostility in her heart.
Meng Tuoluo's gaze first trembled. Then, she raised her head and stared at Lan Ling, as if she wanted to suppress him in terms of aura.
For some people, the more they were in the wrong, the more they wanted to act righteous.
Little did she know that she did not need to be in the wrong at all. She was the only one who took the promise she made to Lan Ling seriously.
Lan Ling only felt a little regretful about her betrayal, but she didn't feel much hatred.
"Lowly Lan Ling, why are you not kneeling when you see the Young Rakshasa King? Do you want your legs to be broken?" Princess Sha Yan said coldly.
Lan Ling looked at the Young Rakshasa King and said, "I don't want to kneel, can I?"
"Sure!" the Young Rakshasa King said.
Princess Sha Yan was about to speak, but was stopped by the Young Rakshasa King with a wave of his hand.
"Lan Ling, you activated the volcano under the Chiyan Sea and burned up the seawater, making the centaurs of the Chiyan Tribe think that it was your divine power. They treated you as the Sea Demon Fire God, so they recognized you as their master," the Young Rakshasa King said.
Princess Sha Yan was stunned. There was actually such a thing? Why didn't the Young Rakshasa King mention it before?
"Yes," Lan Ling said.
The Young Rakshasa King said, "You used the elixir concocted by the King of Elixirs to turn Xie Li II into a horse. In this way, the centaurs of the Xie Li Tribe thought that you took back the demon blood from Xie Li II, so they thought you were the Moon Demon God and recognized you as their master."
"Yes," Lan Ling said.
The Young Rakshasa King said, "Then may I ask, how did you summon the lightning from hell? The power of heaven and earth belongs to the demon king's domain."
Lan Ling said, "It's very simple. I just stood on the Tongtian Peak and let countless lightning from hell strike me."
The Young Rakshasa King looked at Lan Ling expressionlessly, then smiled.
"My younger sister was once intimate with Nai Shu, she's no longer a virgin. Do you still want to marry her?" the Young Rakshasa King said.
"Yes!" Lan Ling said, "When I came to Rakshasa City and saw her, I swore in my heart that one day, I'll definitely have sex with her."
As soon as he said that, the temperature in the air instantly dropped by a few degrees.
Princess Sha Yan's body emitted a strong murderous aura.
The Young Rakshasa King said, "My younger sister once killed her fiancé Nai Shu with her own hands. Do you still want to marry a woman like that?"
Lan Ling said, "Yes!"
The Young Rakshasa King said, "Very well, then ask for her hand in marriage."
Lan Ling presented his own jade disk. On it was written his identity, parents, date of birth, and so on.
The Young Rakshasa King took a look and found that everything on it was unknown.
Parents unknown, date of birth unknown.
"No parents?" the Young Rakshasa King said with a smile.
Lan Ling nodded and said, "An orphan. I don't know who my parents are, and I don't know when I was born."
"Bastard …" Princess Sha Yan sneered at the side.
Lan Ling's face was expressionless.
"This kind of jade disk is originally not acceptable, but considering that the handwriting is not bad, I'll accept it." The Young Rakshasa King said, "Where's your betrothal gift?"
Lan Ling presented a wild goose, which he had shot and killed on the way here.
"Your betrothal gift is only a wild goose?" the Young Rakshasa King said, "Isn't it a bit too shabby?"
The scribe at the side frowned. The huge crystal paper should have written densely packed betrothal gifts.
For example, when Nai Shu proposed, his betrothal gift was written on more than 130 pages. From slaves, to pearls, to gold and silver, to property, to land, there were more than a thousand kinds.
But on Lan Ling's betrothal gift book, it could only be written: one wild goose.
On the side, Princess Sha Yan was about to explode. Am I so worthless? You want to marry me with a wild goose?
Lan Ling smiled and said, "The gift is light, but the sentiment is heavy."
The Young Rakshasa King pursed his lips and smiled again, saying, "Alright, I'll accept it."
At this moment, a warrior outside said, "Your Highness, the messenger of the Heavenly Rakshasa Clan's Princess Tigné requests an audience."
Lan Ling was slightly stunned. Why did that brainless princess send a messenger to see the Young Rakshasa King?
Soon, Princess Tigné's messenger came in.
He was still shrouded in a black cloak, but when he saw the Young Rakshasa King, he lifted his cloak and knelt down on one knee.
"Your Highness, the Young Rakshasa King!" the messenger said.
"What's the matter?" The Young Rakshasa King resumed his cold expression.
"A few days ago, the traitor Lan Ling killed the messenger sent by my master. This is a serious offense to the great conqueror, Princess Tigné." The messenger said, "Princess Tigné ordered me to bring you a message."
"Speak!" the Young Rakshasa King said.
The messenger said, "Chop off Lan Ling's head and offer it to Princess Tigné. Only then can she be appeased. Otherwise, bear the consequences."
Bear the consequences meant that the Heavenly Rakshasa Clan's first target would be the Rakshasa Clan.
As the commander-in-chief of the Demon United Front, Princess Tigné had the authority to decide which clan to attack first. If she was angered, it would indeed bring about a disaster.
"Wise Young Rakshasa King, whether you want war or peace, it all depends on your decision." The messenger said, "As long as you kill Lan Ling and offer his head to her, you will be able to exchange it for her pleasure and bring peace."
The Young Rakshasa King looked at Lan Ling and said, "Princess Tigné wants me to kill you. What do you think?"
Lan Ling said, "Why don't I chop off this messenger's head as well?"
The Young Rakshasa King said, "It's not good not to kill messengers when two countries are at war, right?"
"That's the human's rule. We demons don't care about such things," Lan Ling said.
The Young Rakshasa King nodded and said, "That's true. Men, chop off the messenger's head!"
Princess Tigné's messenger was shocked and exclaimed, "Are, are you crazy? Her Highness will … "
He didn't finish his sentence.
"Whoosh …" A black shadow flashed like lightning and chopped off the messenger's head. Then, he instantly disappeared.
He moved so fast that Lan Ling almost didn't see his shadow clearly.
The expert who killed the messenger's martial arts already surpassed Lan Ling's, but he was only qualified to be a Shadow Warrior of the Young Rakshasa King.
From this, it could be seen how shocking the Young Rakshasa King's cultivation was.
"Sir Lan Ling, don't you have any other betrothal gifts?" The Young Rakshasa King said, "Of course, it's not that I'm greedy. It's just that I can't explain to my royal father and mother. If I marry off their daughter for a mere wild goose, they will scold me for treating her too harshly."
Princess Sha Yan and Meng Tuoluo were very surprised. Why did the Young Rakshasa King seem to have changed into a different person after seeing Lan Ling?
Normally, it was hard for him to say a single word and he didn't have any expression on his face.
After seeing Lan Ling, his words and expressions became richer.
Lan Ling thought for a while, then took out a gold coin from his pocket and said, "This is all I brought."
The Young Rakshasa King took the gold coin and waved his hand, saying, "Note it down."
The clerk at the side could only helplessly add another line on the betrothal gift, a gold coin.
"Alright, I agree to your proposal. Sha Yan, from now on, Lan Ling is your husband … "The Young Rakshasa King said," Prepare for the wedding. Three days later, we will bow to heaven and earth and get married! "
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