Chapter 151
Moreover, there were three masters at the peak of the Eighth Realm who could even wrestle with a Demon Lord of the Ninth Realm, such exceptional talents of the Demonic Tao?
“It’s about time.”
“We can make a move now.”
The sinister youth, Bian Mao, glanced at the distant stronghold and spoke.
…
“The atmosphere… feels off.”
Deep in the stronghold, in front of the house where Lin Yuan was in retreat.
As a protector, Nuan naturally guarded him all the time, but at this moment, she faintly sensed danger.
“Could this place have been discovered?”
Nuan felt a shock in her heart.
Indeed, that was a possibility. Ever since Xiahou Yuan was suppressed, the forces she could muster had grown weaker, and even the specially arranged strongholds were no longer flawless.
“No.”
“I must see the master, I need to leave quickly.”
Nuan was highly vigilant, but just as she was about to knock on the door.
She suddenly remembered that the master should be healing now. Disturbing him at this moment could potentially exacerbate his injuries, would that not be a death-deserving crime?
While Nuan hesitated.
Swish, swish, swish.
Several figures clad in black swiftly retreated back.
They were precisely Nuan’s few remaining subordinates.
“What’s happening?”
Nuan sensed something was wrong.
“We are surrounded.”
One of the subordinates spoke in a deep voice.
“Surrounded?”
Nuan’s expression darkened.
This fast?
Tap, tap, tap.
Light footsteps began to sound.
Unbeknownst to them, hundreds of figures had already appeared around the house within the stronghold.
These hundreds of figures, with their auras faintly connected, clearly shared a common intent and had mastered some powerful Joint Attack Skill.
“Come out.”
Seeing this, Nuan knew she couldn’t escape unscathed.
“So you are one of the thirty-six protectors under Xiahou Yuan from years ago, Nuan Shu?”
A sinister youth stepped forward, looking at Nuan Shu with interest.
He had not lived through Xiahou Yuan’s era and thus had no fear of it.
“Indeed loyal. If I’m not mistaken, your master is in this house, right?”
“How dare you!” Nuan burst into rage.
What status does the master hold, for a junior like this sinister youth to address him directly?
“Bian Mao, how dare you!”
Nuan stared intently at the sinister youth.
She also recognized Bian Mao, the most promising to ascend to the Ninth Realm’s little Demon Lord.
“Protector Nuan, times have changed.”
Upon hearing this, the sinister youth Bian Mao’s expression turned cold.
“The era belonging to Xiahou Yuan has passed.”
The sinister youth Bian Mao said with a cold laugh.
“Stop talking.”
“Attack directly.”
A girl in a light green skirt appeared simultaneously with Yin Shiliu.
A profound aura suddenly spread, rapidly enveloping the entire stronghold.
Hum!
Just as the sinister youth Bian Mao, the girl in the light green skirt, Yin Shiliu, and the hundreds of Demon Crowd were about to attack.
Crack.
The wooden door behind Nuan was pushed open.
“Such a lively scene?”
A gentle voice came from inside the house.
Immediately, a foot stepped out.
Under the gaze of the sinister youth, Yin Shiliu, and others.
A tall man walked out from the cabin.
“Is that Xiahou Yuan?”
Even though they had anticipated this scene in their minds, the sinister youth and others still felt their heartbeats accelerate.
This was a legend from twenty or thirty years ago!
“Kill!!”
The sinister youth Bian Mao, Yin Shiliu, and the girl in the light green skirt were resolute.
Even if it was truly Xiahou Yuan, how did it matter? It wasn’t thirty years ago anymore, and even if he was once a legend, they dared to make a move to hunt him down.
Lin Yuan stood at a distance, his lips curling into a smile.
Boom!
In an instant, within a ten to several tens of kilometers radius, any demon practicing Demonic Tao arts, be it from the Seventh Realm, Eighth Realm, or even Ninth Realm, couldn’t help but prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling.
All demons in the world, upon seeing Xiahou, must bow down.