Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 901 - 9: The Evil Spirit [Vote for Monthly Tickets!]

Chapter 901: Chapter 9: The Evil Spirit [Vote for Monthly Tickets!]

The sky changed colors as the red mist approached.

The first city gate hardly had time to resist before it was engulfed by the red specks that filled the sky. The mist howled past, and the figures within were all turned around, charging towards the next city gate.

The commander at the second city gate was a member of a branch of the Imperial Family, the Xia Clan, also endowed with Divine Fire Life and possessing the ability of Samadhi Divine Fire. Although he didn’t have the prowess of Empress Feng, his innate lineage still made him one of the outstanding individuals in the Seventh Realm.

Seeing the irresistible approach of the demon miasma, he immediately barked, "Retreat!"

While ordering all his subordinates to fall back, he faced the onslaught alone, thrusting out both hands to erect a wall of purple and gold flames. Against the Samadhi Divine Fire, the Mayfly Seeds within the red mist instantly crackled and popped, bursting apart one after another.

However, his Divine Fire was limited, and the red mist from the sky was endless. In just the blink of an eye, the red mist had surrounded him from all directions. Even though he wrapped himself in a fiery wall, turning it into a protective layer, it was only a matter of time before it would be breached.

Just as he was nearing despair, a bright light suddenly flared up, piercing through the red mist.

Whoosh—

It was a light infused with the essence of Supreme Yang, like a sun rising from the ground, instantly permeating the red mist and forcefully scattering it.

Boom! Prison King landed beside the commander, and without a word, grabbed his shoulder and hurled him backwards.

After flinging the commander aside, only the fallen city walls and Prison King himself remained in the vast space. He then loudly declared, "No need to hide anymore; let’s see which Demon King has come!"

The pervasive red mist condensed in midair, forming an ancient figure who responded with a deep voice, "Return my big brother..."

Prison King looked at this figure with slight surprise.

They had anticipated the jailbreak in the Far West, but how had they never known of such a Demon King within the Demonic Clan?

Yet from his cultivation, it appeared he had practiced Dao for thousands of years; only the Demon God could be his "big brother," unless it was one of the Demonic Clan’s ancient ancestors who had been in retreat, leading this assault.

With his thoughts racing, Prison King replied with a smile, "Come if you dare!"

Boom—

His entire being radiated with the ultimate pure Solar Divine Fire, leaving no fragment of space for the damp and dark red mist to exist, annihilated by the nascent sun!

Boom! Elder Mayfly’s figure also shattered with it.

All returned to calmness.

Was it over just like that?

Prison King surveyed the area, knowing that things couldn’t possibly be this simple. As he turned his head, he saw several guards who had passed the second city gate running towards the third, their demeanor frantic.

He suddenly bellowed, "Don’t let them get close!"

The commander of the third city gate wouldn’t have allowed them in, but a few guards had gotten close to the base of the wall. Before Prison King’s shout reached them, several gleaming red specks had already floated out of their mouths and noses, heading towards the top of the wall.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

The guards at the base fell to the ground, while the eyes of those atop the wall suddenly flashed red. In an instant, a haze of red mist enveloped the top of the wall.

"Nobody move!" Prison King shouted again, his body speeding forward, ready to dispel the Mayfly Seeds with his divine light.

But this time, the blood mist had already floated past the third gate, towards the fortress of Sky-north Prison.

"Shut the prison gates tight!"

Prison King was not worried, for Sky-north Prison was as secure as a fortress of solid gold, impervious to the red mist as long as the gates inside were not opened.

Indeed, this was the case.

The red mist collided with the outer walls of Sky-north Prison and, for the first time, hit a wall, failing to find even the slightest crevice to seep through.

Just as Prison King was prepared to confront this manipulator of the red mist, the sky was suddenly sliced by a streak of light.

Swish—

Like a meteor piercing the sky or a meteorite crashing to earth, a fiery golden light plummeted with terrifying speed, heading straight for Prison King!

"Ha—ah!" Prison King didn’t dodge. Puffing out his chest and bracing his arms, he responded with full dominance, "Come!"

Whoosh! He was enveloped in golden light, and in a flash, a solar orb rose, fending off the meteor’s descent.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

With that collision, even Yu Capital City hundreds of miles away quaked in response.

Not to mention the nearby Sky-north Prison, which shook entirely, with the ground splitting, mountains collapsing, and fortifications shattering around it—the environment transformed in an instant.

Amidst the dust and fire, a pair of black and gold wings spread out, obscuring the sun. Beneath the wings was a sinister face and a terrifying figure, with blazing flames burning in its eyes.

The true vanguard of the Demonic Clan, the Wilderness Demon King, Black Gold Crow.

Come to battle!

...

A moment earlier, the disturbance had just begun.

Chu Liang was about to arrange a room for Du Wuhen when he saw a soldier shouting and reporting from outside. He grabbed one and asked, "What happened?"

"An odd red mist has invaded, suspected to be a powerful being from the Eighth Realm coming to raid the prison. It’s likely the Demon King from the Far West Land!" the soldier replied. "Warrior Chu, you should take care of yourself."

"Red mist?" Upon hearing this, Chu Liang immediately turned to look at Du Wuhen.

"Could it be my second brother?" Du Wuhen was equally shocked, not expecting his brother to arrive so soon.

"We need to go out and check, in case it’s Elder Mayfly. We can’t let him clash with the Prison King," said Chu Liang. "This is an absolute disaster and could easily present an opportunity for the Demonic Clan."

"Right!" Du Wuhen nodded in agreement.

Amidst the bustling crowd, the two made their way to the main gate of Sky-north Prison, only to immediately hear someone shouting ahead, "The main gate won’t open!"

"What happened?"

"Quickly find Warden Zuo!"

"..."

In the chaos, someone suddenly discovered that the talisman to open the main gate had stopped working. As a result, everyone was trapped inside Sky-north Prison, unable to enter or exit.

Seeing this, Chu Liang’s eyes flashed. He immediately called out loudly, "Go check on those Demon Beasts we just incarcerated!"

If someone wanted to raid the prison, they should be opening the main gate, not jamming it...unless they were already inside!

The Demon Beasts that had just been brought in weren’t at the Seventh Realm yet; their cultivation was not high, and their cells were located closer to the front, on the edges of the Sky-north Prison. He followed a team of soldiers and quickly inspected the area.

Most of them seemed normal, except for one strange fish that lay prone in its cell, convulsing all over, skin cracking, and letting out a fierce roar of pain.

"There’s something wrong with it," Chu Liang noted with a focused gaze. "We need to find someone to deal with it."

With the Prison King absent, he dared not rashly order the doors to be opened. At this moment, only the Vice Warden Zuo had the authority to make decisions. The person who went to find him, coincidentally, had not yet returned.

But as everyone hesitated, the strange fish suddenly let out a long scream: "Aooo—"

Gurgle gurgle... boom...

To everyone’s astonishment, it spat out a round white sphere from its mouth, coated with various viscous fluids and faintly showing some black shadows. It was large enough to fit a person.

"Is it laying eggs?" someone exclaimed in surprise.

"There’s no such thing as laying eggs through the mouth," someone immediately objected. "This looks like... a cocoon?"

The very next moment, the spherical cocoon cracked open from the middle, revealing a figure within.

It was a middle-aged man who didn’t look very spirited, short and skinny with dry skin and sunken features, including heavy dark circles under his eyes. He lazily yawned, "Ahhh..."

Chu Liang had never seen this man before and couldn’t sense his aura, which convinced him that this man’s cultivation was above his own, likely a Great Demon King of the Eighth Realm.

As this person emerged, Chu Liang could feel his Beheading Red Famous Sword vibrating almost insanely within him! He had encountered Evildemons who had killed countless people before, but never had his sword vibrated so intensely.

This could only mean the malevolence of this demon far surpassed any he had encountered before!

So, the moment he appeared, Chu Liang immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Run!"