Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 921 - 27 Atop Seven Kings Ridge [2-in-1]

Chapter 921: Chapter 27 Atop Seven Kings Ridge [2-in-1]

The White Ghost King was held in the tiger demon’s hand and roughly understood the situation. It seemed that the tiger demon had been previously beaten by another Chu Liang and was harboring anger.

He immediately furrowed his brow—a cold glint in his eyes—and said, "You have a grudge against Chu Liang, so go settle it with him! What skill is there in coming after me?"

It seemed he was taking an arrow meant for Chu Liang.

Just now, he had been sent flying by the tiger demon simply because he was caught off guard. In reality, his cultivation was far superior to the tiger demon’s—how could he not be a match for him? Having figured out what was happening, the White Ghost King no longer held back.

A white light flashed around his neck, and he suddenly became ethereal, as if transparent—the tiger demon’s claws grasping at nothing. The White Ghost King freed himself and counterattacked with a palm strike.

Bang!

The tiger demon was sent flying by the strike, blood spewing from its mouth, its enormous body tumbling like a kite without its string.

"Tsk," the White Ghost King scoffed with a sneer, "I, Chu Liang, have always been arrogant in my actions. You creatures of the Demonic Clan dare to block my way? If you’re brave enough, call your Demon Kings to find me. I want to see what they can do to me!"

Having said that, he swept up his figure and flew towards Seven Kings Ridge.

The tiger demon lay in a pool of blood, grinding its tiger teeth in hatred, cursing over and over that its humiliation was too great, too great!

It was determined to report to the Demon King and have this Human Clan madman torn to shreds!

After causing trouble, the White Ghost King immediately fled, darting into the towering mountains of Seven Kings Ridge. The Ridge was not only guarded by the tiger demon’s post, but as the White Ghost King arrived, it became apparent that other posts also were in disarray, with no guards in sight, as if there had been some commotion.

It seemed like the trouble he intended to cause had already been dealt with by someone else.

The White Ghost King felt as if he was constantly living in Chu Liang’s shadow.

Further up was the Demon God Temple. He certainly did not dare to go near and cause trouble. After some thought, he bypassed the guard posts and made his way in another direction through Seven Kings Ridge.

In this most secret territory of the Demonic Clan, there surely would be opportunities to cause chaos.

But no sooner had he flown a short distance than he sensed a faint sign of vital force drawing near, immediately feeling something was off. His figure came to an abrupt halt.

Boom—

Just as he ceased his advance, a net of green silk fell from the sky, descending to encapsulate the space before him. Had he been even the slightest bit slower in his reaction, he would have been caught by the net.

And that was not all—there were clanking sounds as several sword auras rapidly streaked towards his head. The surrounding mountains crumbled, and vines as thick as pythons burst forth, twining all over and vaguely forming a grand array, dividing the heaven and earth.

One after another, Divine Skills and chilling Demonic Winds, all carrying a strong Demonic Aura, attacked. The White Ghost King was profoundly cultivated but couldn’t withstand the simultaneous attacks of so many Giant Demons. He turned himself transparent and ran at full speed back the way he had come.

This was clearly a premeditated ambush. Although he had come to cause trouble, he couldn’t afford to lose his life over it.

But before he had gotten far, the tendrils of vine flared out, and a dazzling brilliance unfolded. The White Ghost King saw the bright light and his mind suddenly became hazed.

Illusion Technique!

In his daze, he seemed to see his ancestors and the already deceased Black Ghost King beckoning to him. The White Ghost King felt a chill all over his body, bit his tongue, and rallied his Spiritual Sense to flee backward.

Sssss—

Only then did he narrowly evade several sharp claws whistling through the air.

When he regained his senses, he saw several male and female cultivators clad in green emerging from behind the rocks, all with fierce expressions, shouting, "Chu Liang, today we, the Penglai disciples, will exact our revenge and settle our grudge!"

Nonsense!

The White Ghost King cursed in his heart—if you people bursting with Demonic Aura could be of the Human Clan, then my grandma is the goddess Nüwa!

But he also understood instantly that all these Seventh Realm Giant Demons weren’t likely to be just the guards of Seven Kings Ridge; they must have specifically come to ambush Chu Liang.

Once again, he had taken a bullet for Chu Liang!

Now, he found himself caught in a dilemma—if it’s not excrement, it’s close enough. He was not from the Far West Land, and infiltrating Seven Kings Ridge in disguise wouldn’t be excused even if he revealed his identity. Other than breaking through the siege, it seemed there was no other way out.

He could only clench his teeth and roar in his heart.

Chu Liang, just how many sins have you committed!

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Boom, boom, boom!

The gust of palm strikes swept past, causing the land to quake and the mountains to sway.

Amid the howls and wails of the demonic guards, Cai Yi withdrew her hand with poise, gracefully departing the scene, her every action epitomizing elegance.

She had received news from Qingqiu that they had successfully located Chu Liang and had begun their assassination attempt. As expected by Cai Yi, Chu Liang had indeed made his way up to Seven Kings Ridge.

"Hehe," Cai Yi chuckled softly.

The young man was still somewhat naive; after making a move, he dove right in. Now that you dare to ascend Seven Kings Ridge in your true form, the Demonic Clan can’t be blamed for keeping you here.

As long as Chu Liang is killed by the Human Clan, the Demon God can become a true Demon God, no longer that Heaven Devouring Beast raised by the Human Clan.

As she was pondering this, she suddenly felt a crisis looming—an intangible karmic connection seemed to be reaching out to her.

Cai Yi instantly turned around, and with a mere gesture in the air, she grasped something like a thread—snap.

She broke the thread with a tug and realized that it seemed to be the work of that Heavenly Master from Mars.

They were not enemies. In fact, they had cooperated and formed an alliance against the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. The Heavenly Master would not attack her—so it must be directed at Chu Liang.

Cai Yi’s thoughts raced and she had just grasped the Heavenly Master’s intent when she saw a fox demon with a human body and fox head leap up, its sharp claws slashing towards her.

Although the attacker was a Fox Demon, Cai Yi had never seen this individual before, and more importantly, she didn’t display the faintest trace of Demonic Aura when she attacked.