Mysterious mirror hanging high

In the northern part of Yunchuan Territory, Shiwandashan

"The king asked me to patrol the mountain..."

As the pale blue moonlight spread across the iron-scaled pine forest, Grayback was sharpening his fangs, carrying a demon flag and singing loudly.

This is the seventh time this year that it has patrolled the territory border outside the Shiwandashan Mountains.

The wolf demon shook its glossy mane, its dark green pupils gleaming like phosphorescent fire in the night. The demonic energy of its late Foundation Establishment stage condensed into a three-inch black mist that swirled around it. The arrow-like tufts of silver hair on its back bristled. This was the trophy it had plundered from the carcass of a thunder-striped leopard, and now, sensing danger, they crackled.

There was a rustling sound in the pile of rotten leaves.

Grayback's nostrils twitched suddenly, and it smelled a strange fragrance mixed with the smell of pine resin - it was not a demon, because demons did not have such a mellow smell. The broken ear at the tip of its right ear stood upright. This was an old wound caused by a talisman arrow, but now it could capture the strange sounds among the treetops more keenly than when it was intact.

"Click."

A dead branch broke off an old locust tree thirty feet away, startling a flock of birds and sending them flying in panic.

A low growl rolled out of the grayback's throat, and the silver hair on his back exploded into a fan shape. Then, a figure slowly stood up from the branches of the locust tree.

The moonlight poured onto the man's slowly spread light golden wings, folding into thousands of star points. A faint light lingered on the winding dragon horns, illuminating the half-closed golden pupil on the forehead.

Grayback's tail was as stiff as an iron rod. This was the first time he had seen anything so hushed as to silence all the beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The herd of ghost-faced apes, which used to be so noisy when patrolling the mountains, now huddled in their dens, trembling in fear. Even the most ferocious poison ivy curled up into a ball.

The golden pupil suddenly opened completely.

Grayback felt as if his demon core was being grasped by an invisible hand, and the demonic energy he had cultivated for years melted away like snow in boiling water. He instinctively lowered his front legs, lowered his head, and said in fear:

"I wonder which lord is this? I am a demon general under the command of the White Moon Demon King. I was blind and didn't recognize the great man, so I offended him... Please forgive me, sir!"

Jing Yu, with his golden scales gleaming, slightly closed his golden eyes and stared with interest at the wolf demon lying on the ground in front of him, trembling, and said with a smile:

"Look up and see who I am."

Grayback bravely raised his head and looked at the monk with golden wings, golden eyes, and double horns on his head. His heart skipped a beat:

"It's a dragon!"

So he kowtowed several more times and cried out, "So you are a noble descendant..."

Jing Yu was startled and asked, "Do you recognize me?"

Grayback flattered, "I'm not some low-level demon beast that's never seen the world. I awakened my intelligence when I was building my foundation. If my guess is correct, you must be a noble from the Three-Eyed Golden Dragon clan..."

Jing Yu burst out laughing. Now that his four strange palaces, [Cicada Feathers], [Golden Scales], [Pupils], and [Dragon Horns] were all open, he really didn't look like a human anymore. He didn't expect to be mistaken for a dragon.

But he didn't try to correct the wolf demon. Instead, he exuded a dragon-like aura and said in a deep voice, "Let me ask you, have any human cultivators appeared in your demon king's territory recently?"

The dragon's might spread out, and Huibei felt a deep fear that came from his bones. At this moment, he no longer had any doubts about the identity of the monster in front of him, and whispered:

"A group of distinguished human guests have arrived... and are currently staying in my Great King's Cave Residence, where the Great King himself is hosting a banquet for them!"

Among the demon race, the demon kings were comparable to Jindan Zhenren. This [White Moon Demon King] was at best a Jindan late stage. Moreover, this place was considered the outskirts of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and there wouldn't be any Yuanying Demon Lords. Jing Yu felt relieved and gently kicked the wolf demon in front of him:

"Lead the way."

"Yes, yes... If my king knew that a noble dragon had come to visit, he would surely be overjoyed!"

The gray-backed wolf demon had lost all the spirit he had when he was patrolling the mountain just now. He bowed and nodded, and led Jing Yu to fly for a quarter of an hour before arriving in front of a demon cave.

"Sir, we are here now." The gray-backed wolf demon turned around and said flatteringly.

"Uh……"

A ray of bitter and mysterious light swept over, instantly dissolving the wolf demon in the late stage of foundation building into nothingness.

This wolf demon was covered in blood and must have eaten a lot of blood on a daily basis. Jing Yu would naturally not show any mercy to him.

After defeating the wolf demon, he put away his Dharma image from the alien palace and turned back into the inconspicuous grey-robed man. He was wrapped in a bitter and mysterious light, restrained his aura, disappeared into the ground, and sneaked into the demon cave.

Without alerting the sentries, arrays, or traps, Jing Yu made many detours and quickly arrived at a vast cavern hall. He remained huddled underground, silently activating the Mystical Mirror's detection spell, which reflected every detail of the situation in the hall above...

Sitting in the main seat of the hall was a tall wolf demon. This wolf demon had a wolf head and a human body. Its white fur was smooth and flawless, with almost no stray hairs to be found. The demonic aura of a perfect golden elixir emanated undisguisedly, and it was obviously a white wolf with a very deep cultivation.

Sitting below this white wolf demon were three human cultivators who were also in the late Jindan stage, one on the left and two on the right.

The man on the left had a majestic face and a very tall figure, not much inferior to the human form transformed by the white wolf monster.

He was wearing a blue satin robe with cloud patterns and was playing with two jade galls in his hands. He did not look like a monk, but rather like a prince of a secular dynasty.

The two people on the right are old acquaintances of Jing Yu. They are the only two remaining demons of the "Three Demons of the Tang Family", "Greed" and "Anger"!

Jing Yu, observing with the mysterious mirror, thought to himself:

"What a coincidence... I never thought that my fate with the demons of greed and anger would be here."

At this time, the monk wearing a python robe and playing with the jade gallbladder frowned and said:

"My two fellow Daoists, your appetites from the Tiannan Demonic Sect are truly too great! This is just a preliminary collaboration, yet you're asking for the core Taoist lineage of our Immortal Dynasty, as well as countless cultivation resources?"

Greedy Demon's eyes flashed with deep greed. Upon hearing this, he chuckled and said, "Your Highness, that's not the way to say it. The Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty has been seeking an opportunity to return to the mortal world for tens of thousands of years. Speaking of which, helping the descendants of the Divine Cauldron Emperor to become gods in the mortal world is something that is highly unacceptable to the world, and even in the demonic world, it is a taboo."

"If it weren't for the unexpected event of Qiu Dongxuan, the lords of Tiannan would be so anxious to head north to consolidate their victory. How could they possibly open this loophole?"

The Divine Cauldron cultivator sneered, "You're talking as if just because our Immortal Dynasty handed over something, you'll really allow our Immortal Dynasty cultivators to become gods in this world!"

"This matter still needs to be discussed. It's not a foregone conclusion, but there is a chance. But even for this opportunity, hasn't your Shending Immortal Dynasty waited for tens of thousands of years?" Tan Mo asked back.

The angry demon beside him was raging with rage, and he shouted hatefully, "Ying Wuyi, fuck you! This time it's you, the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty, who's begging us, the Tiannan Demon Sect. I think you'd better put yourself in your place!"

The veins on the forehead of the Divine Cauldron cultivator named Ying Wuyi bulged as he suppressed his anger and said, "You fool, do you want to experience the magical powers of my Immortal Dynasty?"

The angry demon was furious: "Hit me if you want, who's afraid of me?"