Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Yun Fengzhu felt very bad. Time and time again, Jiang Han caught up with him but didn't stop, and even surpassed him by more.

Now, he can't even see where the other party has become stronger. Just how big is the gap in strength between the two of them?

To think that he, a dignified disciple who had just transcended tribulation, had now become someone else's foil, is utterly absurd!

At this moment, Yun Fengzhu just wanted to leave this godforsaken place as soon as possible and get as far away from Jiang Han as possible. As long as he wasn't with this guy, he would still be the revered disciple who had just completed the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

Jiang Han noticed Yun Fengzhu's strange gaze, but he didn't say anything and simply looked away calmly.

Over the past few years, he has seen this kind of look countless times and has long been used to it.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, do you know where the City Lord is now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Heng's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly replied, "Replying to senior, the city lord is currently receiving seniors Fu Guang and Nan Dong in the same hall as last time. I'm here to guide you."

"No need," Jiang Han waved his hand. "You two chat, I'll go by myself."

After saying that, he vanished into thin air in a flash.

Zhuang Heng's pupils contracted. There were clearly anti-air formations in the city that prohibited teleportation, yet Senior Jiang could move freely within these formations.

Senior, you're only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, yet you can already ignore the restrictions?

What's going on? That's an anti-flight formation that only the three city lords can ignore! This is completely unreasonable!

Just then, Yun Fengzhu, who had been somewhat lost in thought, withdrew his gaze, then frowned and asked:

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, you look a little off. Has something happened?"

He had noticed it before; when he heard that Jiang Han wanted to find the city lord, Zhuang Heng was startled, and after seeing Jiang Han leave, the shock in his eyes was even more obvious.

It's obvious that Jiang Han's departure this time must involve something he doesn't know.

"Fellow Daoist Yun is unaware of this."

Zhuang Heng calmed himself down and explained, "Senior Jiang had previously made an agreement with the city lord that after emerging from seclusion this time, he would set off to seek revenge against the Demon King."

At this point, a hint of worry inevitably rose in his voice: "Now that Senior Jiang is in such a hurry to find the city lord, he must be setting off today."

"What?! Jiang Han is going to seek revenge on the Demon King?!"

Yun Fengzhu was greatly surprised and hurriedly set off to chase after him: "Why didn't you say so sooner! Fellow Daoist Jiang is still inexperienced and does not know how powerful that demon king is. It is unwise for him to take such a dangerous step. I have to go and stop him!"

These days he has been running around the city, using Xu Wenzhou's name to befriend cultivators from all sides, trying to find out information about the Immortal Palace.

In the past few days, although he hadn't learned much about the third level, he had heard a lot of information about the Demon King.

According to those cultivators, each of the twelve demon kings of the demon race is a true spirit with great supernatural powers, and each also possesses a celestial treasure, making them incomparably powerful and capable of destroying the world with a single move.

Even though their cultivation levels are currently restricted, their physical bodies and supernatural abilities remain intact, making them beings that ordinary cultivators simply cannot handle.

Each of the demon kings possesses the strength to escape unscathed from the siege of three city lords, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

Now that Jiang Han has offended those demon kings, he should keep a low profile and use the power of Wanjie City to deal with the demon race and seek a glimmer of hope for survival.

Instead of keeping a low profile, he actually went to cause trouble for the Demon King. Such recklessness and impulsiveness is simply the behavior of a brute, and he may very well lose his life because of it!

If Jiang Han were to die at the hands of those demon kings...

After gathering intelligence for so many days, Yun Fengzhu also realized the terrifying nature of the inheritance here.

At this time, every human remaining in the city was a great genius from a major sect, including some who had undergone tribulation. He even met several legendary top geniuses from major sects who had long since perished.

Those geniuses, each one far superior to him, are trapped here, unable to escape, and may die at any moment.

Although reluctant to admit it, Yun Fengzhu knew very well that Jiang Han was the only one most likely to obtain the Immortal Palace's inheritance.

If even he cannot inherit the legacy, then this group of people will be trapped here and may never be able to leave again.

So no matter how much he disliked Jiang Han, that kid had to live!

Yun Fengzhu grew increasingly anxious. If it weren't for the fact that flying was prohibited in this area, he would have already used his secret technique to catch up.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, don't be anxious!"

Zhuang Heng hurriedly caught up and blocked his way: "With three city lords accompanying you, Senior Jiang's strength will surely ensure your safety..."

There were some things he couldn't say, but judging from the way he ignored the restrictions just now, Senior Jiang's life-saving methods were no less than those of the demon kings.

"The three city lords accompanied him?"

Yunfengzhu paused in his steps.

He had only been out for a few days, so what exactly did Jiang Han do to make the three city lords value him so much, even going so far as to risk their lives for him?

Isn't this right?

He had heard that these three city lords were all cultivators in the Tribulation Transcending stage, and they were actually willing to fool around with Jiang Han like this.

Don't they know how difficult it is to deal with that demon king?

“That’s right,” Zhuang Heng said. “With the three city lords’ true forms personally accompanying us, Fellow Daoist Yun can rest assured that even if we fail to capture the Demon King this time, we will never let Senior Jiang get into trouble.”

"Something's wrong..."

Yun Fengzhu looked at Zhuang Heng, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly clasped his hands in a fist and said:

"Please tell me in detail what happened these past few days, why Fellow Daoist Jiang suddenly decided to take the initiative to deal with the Demon King, and why the three city lords have been so lenient with him?"

They all came in together and should be on the same starting line, but Jiang Han has already set off with the city lord to slay demons, while he doesn't even have the right to meet the city lord.

He's not exactly a bad person, so why is he acting like a complete waste now?

……

The former Demon King's cave on Han Mountain is now a battlefield ruin.

After the previous great battle, this place was flat and low, surrounded by a sea of ​​fire, leaving only an endless expanse of scorched earth.

The heat lingered within the scorched earth, causing fragments of ash to tumble and swirl in the wind, accompanied by mournful gusts.

Just then, the sky suddenly darkened, a strong wind rose from the ground, and the demonic clouds churned.

Four figures stepped out from the void and hovered in mid-air.

Three of them were present in person, with handsome faces, indistinguishable from ordinary people, except for a faint demonic aura emanating from their brows and eyes. Their gazes swept indifferently over the surroundings before they asked the last person:

"Xiaoshan, have you found that person's aura?"

The speaker was a beautiful nun dressed in a red dress. She had a graceful and alluring figure, but her charming eyes showed no tenderness and were instead extremely cold.

The Demon King of the Mountain-Shaking Mountain was still in his primordial spirit form. Upon hearing this, he quickly floated forward, sniffing around with his nose.

After a moment, it looked back somewhat nervously and whispered:

"His very essence was completely consumed by the demonic fire..."

"Oh?" The red-clad banshee glanced at him. "You can't even find that person's location. How are we supposed to avenge you?"

Hearing this, the Demon King of the Mountain Strike wore a bitter expression: "I didn't want to either. Who knew that kid was so powerful, managing to escape my demonic fire without sustaining any injuries. He even shielded my physical body with some kind of secret technique, unable to sense anything at all..."

It spoke rapidly and anxiously: "If he had been injured by the demonic fire and left with the fire mark, I would definitely have been able to find him!"

"Humph."

The red-clad succubus chuckled softly, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness: "I don't care what method you use, find him."

"Now that I have left the mountain, I cannot return empty-handed."