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For a moment, they instinctively touched their own necks. They couldn’t decide whether the Demon Lord or Han Yue was more terrifying.
Han Yue was emanating a chilling yin energy, making her look like the same kind of being as the Demon Lord in the crystal coffin.
Crack!
Another sound echoed.
Han Yue tore out the essence from the head of the Flying Corpse with her bare hands and then ruthlessly threw the head to the ground.
Soon, the Flying Corpses began to flee in all directions, but Han Yue, like a terrifying villain, methodically harvested their heads one by one, casually extracting the essence.
In no time, the ground was littered with the bodies of the Flying Corpses, all decapitated, a gruesome and horrifying sight.
“Gulp.” This was the sound of someone on the square swallowing nervously.
“My legs are shaking, someone help me up.”
“This woman is terrifying! I’m going to have nightmares tonight!”
“Help! Why is Han Yue so strong!”
The crowd was filled with terror, never expecting that what seemed like a little white rabbit entering a den of wolves would end up slaughtering everything in sight!
No, she wasn’t a little white rabbit at all; she was a tigress!
“Ahhh! The Demon Lord seems to have moved!” someone suddenly screamed shrilly.
What?
The Demon Lord moved?
Everyone’s gaze shifted towards the crystal coffin, where a bony hand slowly emerged and rested on the ice coffin.
It was a pale hand with visible blue veins, long and well-proportioned, causing the women on the square to swallow nervously.
The Demon Lord’s hand was surprisingly beautiful?
What did the Demon Lord look like?
“How could the Demon Lord wake up?”
Someone exclaimed, and people noticed he was a disciple of the Cultivator Alliance.
“Isn’t this the Demon Lord’s tomb? Why couldn’t he wake up? Hasn’t he woken up before?”
“The danger level of the Demon Lord’s tomb is very high. There are many chambers inside, each containing other zombies and demonic beasts. Some have entered the Demon Lord’s tomb, but no one has ever entered the main chamber or seen the Demon Lord awaken. Han Yue actually made the Demon Lord wake up!” the disciple of the Cultivator Alliance said solemnly.
He felt that something might go wrong!
He looked at Ouyang Feng, but the latter was calmly closing his eyes. Perhaps he was overthinking.
However, Yang Aotian, next to Ouyang Feng, furrowed his brows tightly.
Ouyang Feng closed his eyes because his spiritual sense was attached to a disciple. Now, he had completely focused his spiritual sense on that disciple, thinking it was not yet time for something to happen in the Demon Lord’s tomb.
This Han Yue was proving to be quite troublesome!
While others might not know, Yang Aotian was aware that this semi-sacred scroll was obtained by Ouyang Feng by chance a few years ago. It took a lot of effort and time for Ouyang Feng to make the scroll recognize him as its master. However, there were some areas within the scroll that even Ouyang Feng himself dared not enter, and the main chamber of the Demon Lord’s tomb was one of them, indicating its extraordinary danger.
Ouyang Feng chose the Demon Lord’s tomb because the Demon Lord had never awakened before, making it relatively easier to deal with Han Yue.
As for this scroll, absorbing spirit stones was like an endless pit, so Ouyang Feng had to invest a large number of spirit stones into it.
Yang Aotian suspected that something might be sealed inside. Now, seeing the Demon Lord, he couldn’t help but feel a bad premonition.
Di Xuan Shang also had a bad feeling!
He stared intently at the Demon Lord in the crystal coffin, recalling some things he had heard before.
At this moment, Han Yue was also tilting her head to examine the Demon Lord.
This Demon Lord was not what she had imagined.
Suddenly, the Demon Lord in the crystal coffin curled his finger, and the yin energy surrounding Feng Siyue seemed to deflate, all being absorbed by him.
Without the yin energy cloak, Feng Siyue revealed her original form.
And the Demon Lord, as if fully satiated, stretched lazily and slowly rose from the crystal coffin. With a gentle step, he placed his long legs on the dark, damp floor.
“Are you the new bride they have sent to me?” the Demon Lord suddenly said to Feng Siyue, his voice young and somewhat flirtatious.
The yin energy covering his face dispersed, revealing an extremely handsome face, his skin as white as if he were not the Demon Lord but a snow spirit sealed in a snowy mountain!
Many women on the square were stunned by his appearance.
The Demon Lord was incredibly handsome!
Di Xuan Shang’s face was expressionless, but his fingers were cracking audibly, causing Lan Yi to hold his breath.
They exchanged a glance and silently thought, could someone really be jealous even of the Demon Lord?
Han Yue’s back was covered in goosebumps. The Demon Lord in front of her seemed approachable, but she had an intense sixth sense of danger.
This was a rare feeling of danger that urged her to escape quickly.
Just standing there, the Demon Lord exuded a strong, suffocating pressure towards Han Yue.
It wasn’t because he was too tall; he was about the same height as Xuan Shang, both around 1.9 meters. However, while Xuan Shang had a noble and aloof demeanor, the Demon Lord exuded a sinister, eerie, and unpredictably dangerous aura.
“Little bride, are you afraid of me?”
He took a step forward, his dark red pupils flickering with a cold light, and the corner of his mouth curled into a bloodthirsty smile.
Han Yue saw the murderous intent in his eyes and immediately snorted deliberately, “Who is your little bride, self-confident man? Don’t come any closer!”
“What is a self-confident man?” the Demon Lord paused, curious.
Han Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief; she had guessed right. This Demon Lord seemed to dislike being feared!
“Hmph, it means someone who is ordinary but overly confident!”
“You think I am ordinary?” the Demon Lord’s eyes flickered with coldness.
Everyone in the square was dumbfounded. At this moment, instead of breaking the talisman, she was actually conversing with the Demon Lord!
And not just conversing, she even called the Demon Lord a self-confident man?
The term “self-confident man” really fits some men in reality!
Inside the scroll, Feng Siyue continued to provoke fate. She looked at the Demon Lord and said, “Aren’t you ordinary? Take a look at yourself in the mirror. Your features are average, your skin is whiter than a woman’s, you look like a pretty boy, and you’re as skinny as a bamboo pole. When you smile, you look like a murderous psychopath. With you like this, you still want a bride? You’d better keep sleeping and marry a bride in your dreams!”
Everyone could see that the Demon Lord was on the verge of exploding in anger. He had probably never met a woman so bold.
Indeed, in all his years, Shen Wuluo had never encountered a woman who was more suicidal than this little woman!
Or was it that he had been sealed for too long and the world had changed?
Was his kind of handsome man no longer the trend?
In the past, the brides sent to him were all very afraid of him, but once they saw his face clearly, they would be enchanted by his beauty. Like moths to a flame, they would willingly offer their necks for him to suck their blood!
Unfortunately, those people didn’t know that ordinary human blood, in his eyes, was more foul than sewage in a ditch!