C957 Evil Seed
The head of the Abyssal Winged Lizard towered like a pavilion.
Yao Huangqi, the leader of the Devil Palace, watched as the wall was breached by a mace. The Grey Wolf King, Dusk Raven, and several powerful archdemons from Shadow's Keep made their way through the opening, one after another.
A look of elation spread across Yao Huangqi's face, as if he were anticipating some good news.
As the Golden Elephant God, Peacock Queen, Yun Hao, Zhang Guanyu, and other Unbound Realm experts were gearing up for action and covertly aligning with the forces of the Euwrea Continent, Yao Huangqi suddenly raised his hand, signaling them to hold off for a moment.
This prompted a wave of puzzled looks to converge on him.
"Let's not rush things. Senior Golden Elephant, please pass the message to Feng Pu to remain calm," he advised.
Yao Huangqi's demeanor was one of serene confidence, and a cryptic smile played at the corners of his mouth. "Don't ask me why, as I'm not at liberty to disclose that information."
His statement left the Golden Elephant God, Peacock Queen, and the other archdemons momentarily taken aback.
They were clueless about Yao Huangqi's intentions.
After a moment of contemplation, the Peacock Queen inquired, "Is there perhaps a secret technique to break the formation?"
"It may not necessarily break the formation, but it will surely stir up significant turmoil in the forbidden area," Yao Huangqi replied with a secretive smile. "Just wait and see."
"Uncle Yao!" Mo Yan called out urgently.
Yao Huangqi's inscrutable expression sparked a flurry of thoughts and curiosity in him; he was eager to uncover the truth.
"I regret that I cannot reveal more," Yao Huangqi responded, shaking his head.
As a late-period Unbound cultivator, he was not only Zhu Zhenlin's close friend in the Devil Palace but also his mentor on the path of cultivation, and even a generation his senior.
Aside from the age-old archdemons of Shadow's Keep, all the human cultivators present were his juniors.
Having spoken such words, even though the Golden Elephant God and the other archdemons, along with cultivators like Yun Hao and Zhang Guanyu, could not peer into the forbidden area, they nonetheless chose to trust him.
A howl pierced the air!
The Grey Wolf King let out another cry, his human shape abruptly shedding to reveal a majestic silver-gray wolf, capable of swallowing the moon whole.
Silently, he invoked blood magic to call forth his massive mace.
The mace's menacing head, with its razor-sharp teeth, gleamed with a chilling light. Now standing upright as a man would, he gripped it firmly with his lupine claws.
"Exterminate this fiend!"
The Starfallen Oracle, Beru, crisply declared the commencement of combat.
From beneath his flowing garments, he flung a prismatic compass encircled by stars.
As the compass descended towards the Grey Wolf King, it resembled a sea of stars, a celestial expanse where hundreds of stars bobbed in the ether, all linked by Beru's bloodline chains.
Whoosh!
Beneath the dark azure sky, a brilliance emerged, illuminating the forbidden area as if it were daylight.
With a grunt, Beru materialized within the dazzling Star River, his hands weaving one enigmatic spell after another in a blur of motion.
Each spell, resplendent between his hands, held the secrets of the cosmos in its glow.
Thud!
The Grey Wolf King, attempting to take flight, was abruptly brought back to earth from a height of ten meters, crashing down with force.
Beams of starlight cascaded from the radiant Star River above Beru, like countless arrows of light.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The towering Grey Wolf King, hundreds of meters high, was suddenly adorned with blossoms of blood.
He howled in anguish once more, his silver-gray fur bristling with divine luminescence, miraculously healing all his wounds in an instant.
"The wounds reopen, flesh decays, blood fouls, and the demon soul grows bewildered."
Sansom, an enchantress of the evilkind, saw her serpentine hair begin to wildly grow as she chanted an incantation.
Yu Yuan, shielded within the wall, listened intently, surprisingly comprehending the cryptic language of the enchantress.
As Sansom's incantation continued, the Grey Wolf King's freshly healed wounds split anew as if time itself had reversed. The once minor gashes were now grotesquely widened, revealing bone.
From the wounds oozed a putrid mix of thick fluid and tainted blood, the stench of corruption filling the air.
The Grey Wolf King's eyes, shimmering with a silvery light, began to show signs of confusion and clouded consciousness, as if he were struggling against external evil souls, fighting to reclaim his autonomy.
"With Beru and Sansom combined, the Grey Wolf King stands no chance."
Tian Zang, who had initially intended to intervene, produced the Tears of the Azurefiend, floating them above his palm in the form of a Blood Altar. Observing the Grey Wolf King's battered state, he murmured, "This Grey Wolf King appears far weaker than the legends suggest."
"Something is counteracting his demon blood," Canli whispered.
After her remark, she glanced at the two-faced stone statue that had emerged from the Sword Prison.
Tian Zang caught on immediately, nodding in understanding, "Ah, I see."
"Ah, talk about bad luck, suffering at the hands of the Grey Wolf King."
Dusk Raven, along with the archdemons of Shadow's Keep, continued to grumble helplessly.
"Dark, Dark Herald?"
Suddenly, an elderly Devil Palace sage gazed up at the Silver Rainbow Shuttle hovering in the sky, his voice quivering, "What are you doing? You..."
It was then that Yu Yuan's attention was also captured.
He had previously traveled on the Silver Rainbow Shuttle to the Embers Sea within the Silvermoon Empire, transforming himself into a deep purple crystal. Inside the crystal, myriad colors danced with light spots, clouds, and brilliant flashes of lightning, all exuding an unsettling aura.
The Dark Herald, whose face had always been hidden, was shrouded in a pitch-black hat, her form tightly concealed, impervious to even the slightest glimmer of light.
In an instant, her dark hat and matching garments burst into a kaleidoscope of colors.
The Silver Rainbow Shuttle began to shrink, transforming into a shield-like object, a vessel uniquely crafted for her, casting a protective glow over her entire figure.
She removed her hat, revealing a face of unremarkable features that would blend seamlessly into any crowd. However, her eyes were extraordinary.
Instead of pupils, her eyes housed swirls of seven-colored clouds.
Each cluster of these vibrant clouds served as a pupil, a window into her enigmatic soul.
As Yu Yuan and Tian Zang gazed into her eyes, now filled with hundreds of miniature seven-colored clouds, they were both struck by an indescribable sensation.
The Dark Herald was not a human entity!
She was a mysterious life form, an amalgamation of numerous small souls with collective intelligence and consciousness!
"This..."
Mia of the Shadowkin, upon witnessing the Dark Herald's revealed face, found herself momentarily lost in thought.
The existence of such an extraordinary life form was unheard of, even to someone as well-versed as she was.
"The Dark Herald, who has risen to prominence within the Devil Palace over the last century, remains an enigma. Aside from the Demon Lord Tan Xiaotian, it seems no one has glimpsed her true face!" Xi Quan, a defector from the Sword Sect, examined the Dark Herald with curiosity. "It was only after escaping the Sword Prison and catching up with some old friends that I learned of her existence."
"This Dark Herald owes her allegiance not to Zhu Zhenlin, but to the Demon Lord!"
Xi Quan sensed an unusual disturbance in the soul emanating from the Dark Herald and instinctively stepped back, widening the gap between them.
Initially enveloped in black garments, the Dark Herald was further restrained by the Silver Rainbow Shuttle. Her unremarkable face turned towards Yu Yuan within the wall. After a brief silence, she spoke softly, "Surprised? You are my creator and my guide. Aren't you astonished to see me again after three hundred years?"
Her words left everyone present, including Xi Quan, utterly bewildered.
Luo Yue, a fellow Ghost King, drifted closer, her gaze fixed on the Dark Herald's true form. Her expression was a mix of confusion and deep contemplation, as if she had stumbled upon a thought so unbelievable it defied recognition.
"What are you talking about?" Yu Yuan maintained a facade of composure, her voice tinged with a hint of chill.
"There's no need for pretense. I sensed it when you emerged from the Land of Terror and solidified your Lunar Spirit." The Dark Herald's peculiar eyes, a convergence of multicolored clouds, made it nearly impossible to discern her emotions. Her voice remained steady, devoid of fluctuations, "Now, how should I address you? As the God of Medicine Hong Qi, or as my Creator?"
Luo Yue gasped, her hand flying to her mouth in shock.
She continued to gaze intently at Yu Yuan, her bright eyes seemingly brimming with unspoken thoughts.
The God of Medicine Hong Qi!
