How powerful is the Demon King?
The Death God knows very well.
So, he deeply understands that he only has one chance at most.
If he fails to seize it, there's no need to plan further, because he will die imdiately.
"What is that?"
Everyone's faces changed completely, becoming furious.
As they were puzzled, the ground shook more violently.
Rumble!
Sharp vibrating sounds echoed incessantly!
The sounds ca quickly and left just as fast.
The anomaly disappeared swiftly.
"Haha, look how scared you are!"
A rcenary corps leader saw the Death God's expression and burst into laughter.
However, just as his smile appeared, he imdiately saw the Death God's gaze frozen.
Straight, straight, staring at the ground!
Following their gaze, he glanced at the ground, and his smile froze instantly.
Less than a ter beneath their feet.
The heavy marble was trembling.
The frequency of the tremor was fast, like sothing below was about to burst out!
When he rubbed his eyes, intending to inspect further, his back suddenly turned cold!
Clatter!
A hand covered tightly with soil, akin to a scissor's blade, pierced through the marble and lay on the ground.
"Corpse...corpse...corpse transford?"
He scread in terror.
In movies, aren't the undead supposed to crawl out like this from graves?
But this place, seemingly isn't a grave?
"Not a corpse transformation... it's him!"
Seeing that hand, the Death God reacted almost instantly...
Those powerful, bloody hands were the ones just buried beneath the ground, right?
The one just buried, was the Demon King!
The Death God's face completely changed.
Deeply pale!
Unbelievably grim!
Could it be the Demon King isn't dead?
He murmured in his heart.
Bang!
Before he could think much, the events unfolding the next mont answered his doubts.
After a loud crash, the heavy marble atop was shattered by a powerful force.
Dust clouds instantly filled the air.
Almost simultaneously, a fierce wind blew, blinding everyone's eyes.
A mont later, the dust gradually dispersed.
When they opened their eyes, a silhouette had appeared not far away.
Filled with a sinister gaze, raging aura, powerful presence.
This silhouette radiated a terrifying aura from top to bottom.
This aura was intimidating.
Such a strong presence, who else could it be but the Demon King?
"Demon King..."
"Why isn't he dead?"
"How is this possible?"
Seeing Ye Qiu's shadow, everyone was stunned in disbelief.
They pointed in horror towards Ye Qiu's direction.
That was a thirty-ter deep pit!
Below lay no water, only a truckload of rubble left by the Death God's fall.
Even if he doesn't die from the fall, he'd be pierced by the stones!
Yet now, the Demon King Ye Qiu not only didn't die, but is perfectly fine!
Aside from soil on his body, he remained unscathed!
This isn't just a Demon King; it's a devil from Hell!
They widened their eyes, unwilling to believe the reality...
But Ye Qiu stood alive right in front of them, undeniably, leaving them no choice but to believe.
"Disappointed?"
Finally, Ye Qiu spoke, his tone icy to the extre.
His gaze carried a chilling intent to kill...
Under the pale moonlight, Ye Qiu's face showed bouts of gloom.
His voice was particularly low, so low that if not listened to carefully, it was almost impossible to hear.
However, when this sentence reached their ears, it was like a bolt from the blue.
"Think I'm easily bullied?"
Ye Qiu asked loudly as he looked at the stupefied group.
Ye Qiu was indeed angered by the Death God.
Though there were many like the Death God who overestimated themselves, his repeated incidents this ti truly infuriated Ye Qiu!
"Run..."
Ye Qiu's depth and tone made the Death God feel oppression deep inside.
He roared, planning to escape without turning back, but found his feet frozen!
A strong force suddenly ca from his shoulder.
"Careful!"
The remaining few widened their eyes, looking in terror at the Demon King Ye Qiu who appeared behind the Death God.
For they all felt it.
An imnsely powerful turbulent aura brushed past them.
Ye Qiu's speed was too fast!·
Like a light beam, an invisible whirlwind.
Crunch crunch!
However, before their voices dropped, the Death God's face turned dark blue.
A massive force ca from his shoulder, his shoulder broke entirely.
Pain!
It hurt like hell!
"Attack!"
The Death God gritted his teeth, squeezing those words through his teeth.
He was already on the verge of death, feeling the fear of mortality.
Yet, his words had no effect.
The others still stood stupidly in place.
It wasn't until the Death God was in extre pain did they react.
Ye Qiu's speed was too fast, his moves too ruthless.
Most of them were seasoned rcenaries.
They'd seen all kinds of bloody scenes.
But soone as violent, as bloody as Ye Qiu, they encountered for the first ti.
A disagreent and imdiately he'd act, effortlessly causing debilitating injuries!
"Kill him, and the bear gall is ours!"
Seeing the remaining few unmoved, the Death God thought they feared the Demon King, unwilling to take risks, and directly threw the bear gall as a lure.
Yet, when his words ended, the few still didn't budge!
The Demon King Ye Qiu's earlier speed had indeed stunned them!
Stunned to the extre, stunned to the point they forgot fear.
Yet when they heard the ntion of the bear gall, they instantly reacted.
This was a rare find.
Truly enticing to them.
If they genuinely feared the Demon King, they wouldn't risk opposing him simply for bear gall.
Now, not just bear gall, the Death God also used bear gall as bait; how couldn't they be tempted?
Just as they were eager to move, a chilly voice suddenly echoed by their ears.
"Want it that badly? Get it in Hell!"
His tone carried icy shards, capable of freezing people solid.
The next second, Ye Qiu suddenly appeared before them.
In disbelief, they rubbed their eyes, looking at the standing Ye Qiu.
This speed was spectral.
"Demon King, I..."
When Ye Qiu appeared before them, raising a fist as large as a bowl, they finally conceded!
However, even before their pleas were finished, Ye Qiu's ferocious punch ca straight out...
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