Chapter 26 - The Oriole Behind (1/2)

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The next moment, the leader fell off his sword.

Before he could react, he subconsciously knelt down and kowtowed non-stop. His voice was filled with panic. “Demon Lord, Demon Lord, please spare me. I am just a useless piece of trash. I am not worthy of you attacking me!”

The man leisurely landed on the ground and raised his right foot to lightly step on the leader’s head.

“Ahh!” The leader instantly felt as though his skull was about to be crushed!

How could he exert so much strength with such a light step? The leader felt as though a thousand-pound mallet was weighing down on the top of his head.

In an instant, the leader heard the sound of bones cracking, and a gush of warm blood poured out.

“Spare me! Spare me!”

The man smirked, raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, “Spare you?”

“That’s right! That’s right! Demon Lord, I’m willing to do anything as long as you’re willing to let me go!”

“Sure.” the man casually replied.

The leader suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining with disbelief. “Really?!”

The leader felt that this must have been a dream. Was the bipolar Netherworld Demon Lord nothing more than a legend?

Then, he heard the man ask calmly, “Where is she?”

The leader was stunned for a moment. After a few seconds, he reacted. “Huh? Who are you talking about? Ah! She, I am also looking for that demoness. I can’t find her either!”

Suddenly, a long red mark appeared on the leader’s neck. The next moment, he was decapitated.

“You-“

‘Didn’t you say that you would let me off?’ However, the leader no longer had the chance to say that.

His skull fell to the ground, his eyes still widened incredulously, and blood spurted out from the neck of the half-kneeling body

The Netherworld Demon Lord frowned slightly and patted his sleeves gently. “Demoness? You won’t even get the chance to be my slave in your next life.”

Following that, he leaped into the air and disappeared.

At the same time, in the Imperial Palace’s Imperial Study, the Heavenly God descended once more.

Ever since one of his clones had been killed by Mu Yao, the Blood Pupil had lost almost half of its spiritual power.

Now, it would be difficult for him to use the parasitic spell to appear in front of the sorcerer. After recuperating for a period of time, he was finally able to plant himself in a host again. When he had first gotten injured, he had sent a message to the sorcerer to send men to hunt the woman down. He could not let her return to the human world.

Naturally, the sorcerer agreed to it without any hesitation, allowing the Blood Pupil to begin cultivating in peace.

But today, a wave of intense pain had suddenly spread throughout his entire body while he was cultivating. Something was amiss!

Scanning through the mystical realms, he realized that the Netherworld Demon Lord and the woman had actually broken out of the cave!

In an instant, the Blood Pupil was scared out of his wits. He hurriedly hid his aura and appeared in the Imperial Study again. “Ahhh! Guards!!”

The sorcerer and priest hurried over.

A terrifying crimson eye appeared in the mirror yet again. It slowly opened its eye.

The Blood Pupil’s voice was sharp and filled with anger. “You two pieces of trash! I told you to guard them and not let them escape from the cave! They escaped in the end! Is this how you work for me?!”