Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 923 - 27 Atop Seven Kings Ridge [2-in-1]_3

Chapter 923: Chapter 27 Atop Seven Kings Ridge [2-in-1]_3

Only escape was an option.

But where to escape?

Through the years, she had faced countless dangers and accumulated extensive experience in the world of martial arts. Faced with the pursuit of a strong enemy, she instantly transformed into a streak of light and escaped into the labyrinth of rocks atop Seven Kings Ridge, turning her body into one of the unusual rocks.

Although this might not necessarily fool the Black Gold Crow, it could at least buy her some time, and perhaps her sister and the Heavenly Master would be able to come to her rescue soon. If she continued to compete with the Black Gold Crow in speed, she was certain to be caught and cut down in an instant.

Just as she had expected, even with her best illusion techniques, the Black Gold Crow hesitated momentarily.

But it was only for a moment, because the Demon King didn’t need to recognize her; he only needed to destroy the entire rock forest!

With the Black Flame Sharp Feathers capable of destroying heaven and earth, the small rock forest was naturally of no consequence.

Just as the Black Gold Crow was about to strike, a figure suddenly shot out from the side. He looked up to see the Black Gold Crow in a frenzy and froze for a second.

This person was none other than the "Chu Liang" the Black Gold Crow was searching for.

Of course, the true identity of this "Chu Liang" was the White Ghost King.

He had just been chased by several Fox Clan Great Demons disguised as Penglai disciples, facing extreme danger at every turn, and had just barely managed to fight his way out with his cunning escape techniques.

Who would have expected that he hadn’t gone far before running into the Black Gold Crow destroying rocks?

"Well done!" roared the Black Gold Crow.

He hadn’t expected Chu Liang to have gone so far only to come back to taunt him?

How could the Black Gold Crow endure this?

In his lifetime, he had encountered many powerful enemies, but never one who dared to insult him, especially not this green and inexperienced youth from the Human Clan.

The intent to kill skyrocketed in an instant.

The White Ghost King, who had just escaped from the brink of death, was still trying to give a friendly gaze to the Demon King before him, when he saw the Black Gold Crow erupt in fierce flames.

Hiss—

A fiery feather tore through the air, and before the White Ghost King could even realize what was happening, he was struck by a feather.

Boom!

He was swallowed by the black flames in an instant.

The only thought that crossed the White Ghost King’s mind was, why am I always the one getting hurt?

Chu Liang, you’ve caused nothing but trouble!

...

"Achoo!"

Chu Liang felt a sudden chill and was already at the peak of Seven Kings Ridge, right in front of the Demon God Temple.

Tuntun was inside that temple.

It seemed that everything was calm and serene, Chu Liang reflected and then proceeded to walk into the God’s temple with measured steps.

Above the Divine Platform, where a God’s Statue was usually enshrined, there was a throne. The vast chair was empty, and on it curled up was a pale girl in a black dress, breathing evenly, seemingly asleep.

Just as Chu Liang was about to wake her, he heard a sudden shout from behind, "Thief! How dare a member of the Human Clan step into God’s temple!"

He turned around and saw the Demon Race High Priest flying down from afar. The Demon God Temple was supposed to be his territory, but since he had given it up for the Demon God to reside in, the Grand Priest had been serving nearby. Chu Liang’s appearance immediately triggered his vigilance.

The Demon Race High Priest was also an old Eighth Realm cultivator, whose strength was, in any case, not something Chu Liang could contend with. Seeing his aggressive approach and intense killing intent:

In his palm, he was holding a Divine Staff, more than a fathom in length, adorned with feathers and fluff from a myriad of tribes, colorful and dazzling, with the empowerment of thousands of years of demonic power, and limitless might!

Chu Liang’s response was to flip his hand and pull something out, holding it in his hand, standing proudly.

In his palm, he was holding a chicken drumstick, a little more than four inches long, with crispy, golden skin and an irresistible aroma, perfectly fried with skill to perfection!

Although this did not stop the Grand Priest’s momentum, Tuntun on the throne twitched her nose.

In an instant, she opened her eyes!