Within the Demon Clan, there are countless struggles, and it is not a monolithic force.
However, in the Demon Clan, strength has always been respected, purer even compared to the Martial Artist.
As for this Scorpion Lion King, daring to mock Chu Fengmian, it’s because of his strength, though not as great as Long Moluo, it’s not far off.
If he were a weakling, Chu Fengmian wouldn’t need to say a word, a slap would suffice to kill him.
"Scorpion Lion King, if you don’t want to die, shut your mouth. I see this temple hasn’t opened yet, why don’t you co out and fight ?"
Chu Fengmian stared at the Scorpion Lion King and said unreservedly; Long Moluo, among the Demon Clan, was only a bit courteous to a few people.
As for others, never giving any face.
After killing Long Moluo, Chu Fengmian had also obtained all his mories, the aura he exuded was pressing and imposing, just like the true Long Moluo.
Upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, the Scorpion Lion King’s expression beca extrely cold, his gaze sinister, yet he dared not speak again.
His strength, after all, was not as great as Long Moluo’s; in a true fight, he would still suffer losses.
Just as the situation was at an impasse, another figure stepped out from the Demon Intent.
This ti, the one who erged was a woman.
"You two, stop arguing here. Rather than wasting your energy quarreling, save your strength for dealing with the things inside the temple when it opens."
This woman looked like an ordinary Martial Artist, but on her arm, there was a complex pattern.
This pattern was not tattooed later but was part of her body, sothing innately belonging to her.
"Demon Mark, this is from the Royal Lineage of the Demon Clan!"
Upon seeing the pattern, Chu Fengmian imdiately understood.
Simultaneously, Chu Fengmian quickly searched Long Moluo’s mories in his mind and soon realized the identity of the woman before him.
The Nightmare Princess, ng Yanluo.
In the Demon Clan, there were once ten great royal families, descendants of the ancestral Demon Clan, the celestials.
But now, with the ancient Demons in decline, only three of the ten royal families remain.
The woman before him was a descendant of one of these celestials, a scion of the Nightmare Celestial, now the Princess of the Nightmare Clan, ng Yanluo.
Though ng Yanluo inherited the blood of the celestials, it was not pure, but in terms of Bloodline Power, ng Yanluo was likely even more formidable than Long Moluo.
Though ng Yanluo had yet to take action, Chu Fengmian could sense the unfathomable power within her.
The once arrogant Long Moluo dared not easily feud with ng Yanluo.
"Nightmare Princess."
Seeing ng Yanluo’s arrival, Chu Fengmian nodded, retracting so of his aura, considering it as giving her face.
As Chu Fengmian reined in his aura, ng Yanluo turned her gaze to the Scorpion Lion King, saying.
"Scorpion Lion King, Long Moluo being late must be due to so delays. In this Tibetan land, it’s not like the outside, facing so vexing troubles, being a little late is no big deal."
ng Yanluo’s arrival was clearly to stop the conflict between Chu Fengmian and the Scorpion Lion King.
"The Princess speaks truth; this king was indeed rash."
The Scorpion Lion King took this chance to make peace, replying.
"Very well, the opening of the temple this ti is of great importance. Let’s head there first, I’ll explain along the way."
As ng Yanluo spoke, she turned into a Tunneling Light and flew straight to the peaks of the mountains.
The Scorpion Lion King and Chu Fengmian followed closely behind her.
These mountains appeared small, yet to fly to the end required about ten minutes.
The mountains were still within the Tibetan land, suppressed by the Buddhist restriction, slowing down the speed of the Tunneling Light significantly.
However, Chu Fengmian had already grown accustod, silently following ng Yanluo while observing the surroundings closely.
Now that he had blended in, it seed ng Yanluo and the Scorpion Lion King’s actions had not detected anything unusual about Chu Fengmian.
Now that he had infiltrated them, the next step for Chu Fengmian was to find a way to obtain that Emperor Jar fragnt.
Chu Fengmian’s gaze swept across and finally landed on the Pure Land Buddha Temple.
There was no trace of the Emperor Jar fragnt’s aura within these mountains, so it could only be within the Pure Land Buddha Temple.
This was sowhat troubleso for Chu Fengmian. Initially, he wanted to seize the Emperor Jar fragnt before the Little Emperor arrived.
That way, even if the Little Emperor discovered Chu Fengmian’s identity, Chu Fengmian could escape with his true goal already achieved.
But now, with the Emperor Jar fragnt inside the Pure Land Buddha Temple, Chu Fengmian could only remain and wait for it to open.
"Long Moluo, Scorpion Lion King, you both know, the Pure Land Buddha Ancestor is actually our Demon Clan’s greatest Demon Emperor, the Blood Evil Demon Emperor, right?"
While Chu Fengmian was deep in thought, ng Yanluo suddenly turned back, addressing Chu Fengmian and the Scorpion Lion King.
Chu Fengmian and the Scorpion Lion King nodded. This information, though not widely known, was not a secret among high-ranking mbers of the Demon Clan, such as Long Moluo and the Scorpion Lion King.
They were already aware of it.
"This ti, the Little Emperor discovered this Pure Land Buddha Temple and thus sent out a ssage for you to co. Rumor has it that the Blood Evil Demon Emperor’s treasure, perhaps even his Inheritance, lies within."
ng Yanluo slowly spoke.
"The Pure Land Buddha Temple is fraught with dangers, which is why the Little Emperor invited you to assist. However, the Small Emperor won’t let your contributions go unrewarded. Any treasure you gain inside is yours to keep."
"And the Blood Evil Demon Emperor’s Inheritance? Who does it belong to?"
Chu Fengmian’s gaze flickered, revealing a hint of greed as he asked.
Long Moluo’s nature was greedy.
Chu Fengmian, posing as Long Moluo, had to make it seamless.
"Of course, it belongs to the Little Emperor."
ng Yanluo wasn’t surprised by Chu Fengmian’s question, evidently aware of Long Moluo’s nature, but her eyes turned a bit cold.
"Of course, Long Moluo, if you think you have the capability, you are welco to compete with the Little Emperor."
"Long Moluo, don’t end up fighting the Little Emperor and dying by his hand."
The Scorpion Lion King also mocked from the side.
"Silence."
Chu Fengmian snorted coldly.
"Arrogant fellow."
Having been scolded consecutively by Chu Fengmian, the Scorpion Lion King’s gaze grew even colder, but he did not choose to confront Chu Fengmian at this ti, instead, he turned to ng Yanluo and asked.
"What dangers lie within the Pure Land Buddha Temple, severe enough that even the Little Emperor cannot handle it, necessitating our intervention?"
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