"Yu Jinshuo, just a prince from the demon realm." Who would have thought that the handsome man would say such a nonchalant thing after hearing Yu Jinshuo's words.
Not only did they directly point out Yu Jinshuo's identity, but they also added the words "that's all" afterward.
This made Yu Jinshuo lose face, and he immediately took action.
He had never been so humiliated, especially in front of Liu Lanyan. He couldn't bear it.
With his demonic power concentrated, Yu Jinshuo, as a prince of the demon realm, not only possesses this noble status, but also boasts immense demonic power, making him an absolute leader among his peers and even surpassing some elders.
Even among the demon spirit army, Yu Jinshuo is definitely someone of importance.
This is why Yu Jinshuo has the right to be so arrogant; it's not excessive self-inflation, but rather that he genuinely has the capital to be arrogant.
With seventh-tier demonic power, they definitely have the ability to compete.
Yu Jinshuo's demonic power was indeed very strong. With a whistling wind, he pounced on the man who was tightly holding Liu Lanyan's waist.
It must be admitted that Yu Jinshuo is very strong, but his strength needs to be compared with others.
Compared to ordinary people, Yu Jinshuo is definitely superior, but compared to the man in front of him, he seems to be far inferior.
The fierce attack didn't even touch the man's clothes; he had no idea what was happening, as if an invisible fist had struck his abdomen.
The demonic power that was about to be unleashed was abruptly dispersed.
Before Yu Jinshuo could figure out what was going on, a barrage of punches rained down on him.
He couldn't even let out a cry of pain. The overwhelming attacks caused Yu Jinshuo's breathing to stop briefly. In just a few blinks of an eye, Yu Jinshuo had been attacked at least a thousand times.
You can't see anything except Yu Jinshuo's body twisting unnaturally from side to side.
That wasn't his intention; he was completely controlled by the force of the attack.
Peng Zhen stared wide-eyed in surprise, silently exclaiming in his heart, "So...so strong."
It's not difficult to unleash so many attacks in a short time. Anyone with sufficient skill and speed can achieve this effect.
The problem was that the handsome man hadn't actually done anything; he had been standing beside Liu Lanyan the whole time, with one arm around her waist and the other hanging naturally at his side.
They had absolutely no intention of taking any action.
In other words, the attack that person just now was not an extension of his demonic power through his body, but was entirely based on the power condensed by his consciousness.
So-called demonic power is nothing more than demons absorbing the power of heaven and earth into their bodies, slowly refining it, and strengthening their bodies.
Then, the power is transformed for one's own use, and then the power condensed within the body is released through the body.
As for those chanted incantations and so on, they are all methods of using power. Without sufficient power, it is impossible to achieve that effect.
Therefore, the amount of demonic power and the ability to flexibly use and control it were divided into nine levels.
After reaching the sixth rank, the increase in level is no longer just a simple accumulation of demonic power, but also a breakthrough in the application of demonic power and the breaking through of bottlenecks.
The handsome man just now wasn't simply unleashing demonic power through his body; he was using his consciousness to control it. Such power…
Peng Zhen gasped. Just who was this person?
Is this level of strength enough for a ninth-tier cultivator?
Peng Zhen glanced at the Demon God with concern. This man's strength was indeed formidable, and coupled with Liu Lanyan's attitude towards him, he was truly a formidable rival to the Venerable Lord.
"You..." Yu Jinshuo wanted to curse, but he had only uttered one word when the pain in his body immediately screamed, forcing him to shut his mouth.
It's not that he doesn't want to talk, it's just that he's in pain, and if he talks any more nonsense, he's very likely to suffer internal bleeding.
The handsome man stared at Yu Jinshuo, then uttered a single, decisive word: "Get lost!"
Before he finished speaking, he swung his arm sharply, and a gust of wind swept Yu Jinshuo up and sent him tumbling down the mountain.
"Don't waste your breath on someone like that." The handsome man lowered his head, lecturing Liu Lanyan with a stern face.
The demon god standing to the side was seething with anger. He never even put a stern face on Lan Yan, yet this man who appeared out of nowhere dared to bully Lan Yan?
"Come out, how long are you going to hide like this?" The handsome man turned his head and looked at the place where the demon god was hiding.
Now that he had been exposed, the demon god walked out openly, without any shame for having been spying on him.
Upon seeing the demon god, the handsome man narrowed his eyes slightly, a profound and unfathomable smile appearing on his lips: "So it is the Venerable Lord."
He addressed the Lord with reverence, but there was not a trace of respect in his words.
"I never imagined that the Lord would change his ways and become accustomed to stalking and spying." The merciless sarcasm infuriated Peng Zhen.
How could he say such a thing about the Lord?
It was only now that Peng Zhen realized what was wrong with him.
He had felt something was off, and now he realized it was because the Lord was lying in ambush nearby.
When did the Lord ever do such a thing? No wonder he felt something was off.
"Whether you follow or not seems to be none of your business," the Demon God said with a gentle smile, then turned his gaze to Liu Lanyan's face, trying to ignore the annoying claw hanging on Liu Lanyan's waist.
"Lanyan, come here, let's go back." The demon god reached out his hand to Liu Lanyan, his eyes full of tenderness.
He believed that Liu Lanyan would never fall in love with someone else so quickly, so he was confident that he was the one Liu Lanyan had chosen.
As for this person who suddenly appeared and seemed to have a deep connection with Lan Yan, he could simply ignore him.
Before he could finish speaking, the demon god's eyes narrowed dangerously. Why were those annoying claws tightening? Was that damned man threatening Lan Yan?
"Lanyan?" the demon god called out tentatively.
"I..." Liu Lanyan was about to speak when she was interrupted by the man who was holding her.
"My lord, let's have the two of us men discuss this directly. Let's not drag a weak woman into this," the handsome man said with a smile, taking on the problem.
"Alright, since this is a conversation between men, let Lan Yan go first!" the Demon God said, raising an eyebrow.
The most important thing is to remove his disgusting paw from Liu Lanyan's body.
The demon god glanced at it, and the more he looked, the more displeased he became.
It seemed that only then did the handsome man notice the location of his hand. He looked down, then chuckled and said, "What does it have to do with you that I'm holding Lan Yan?"
"Nothing to do with it?" The demon god's smile deepened, and he whispered, enunciating each word clearly, "I'll show you what it does to do with it."
As he spoke, he moved his five fingers and suddenly grabbed at the air.
Because the demon god did not want to hurt Liu Lanyan, the attack power came entirely from behind the handsome man.
In this way, the annoying man can be hurt, but Liu Lanyan will not be touched at all.
A confident strike, yet a mistake occurred the very next second.
The air in front of them distorted strangely, and Liu Lanyan and the handsome man disappeared from the spot at the same time.
"How could this be?" Peng Zhen exclaimed in surprise, and rushed over, unleashing his full power to strike the spot where the man had just been standing.
The force struck every inch of the two-zhang-square area without missing a single point.
Unfortunately, the force was thrown out but missed everything, hitting nothing but air. Clearly, it wasn't a simple trick.
They really did disappear into thin air.
“Lord…” Peng Zhen was about to ask what was going on, but when he turned around, he was so frightened that he swallowed the rest of his words.
What did he see?
Why did the demon god's seemingly gentle, half-smiling expression look so terrifying under the pale moonlight?
What is he thinking?
"Go back." The demon god said calmly, then turned and strode away.
Peng Zhen reached out, wanting to call out to the Lord, but even just the Lord's back view screamed three words: Don't mess with me!
Peng Zhen swallowed hard, swallowing all his words back. He decided to go back and properly persuade the Lord first.
Perhaps the relationship between that person and Miss Liu was not what they perceived.
He returned to the courtyard where Liu Lanyan lived in the Liu family mansion, then sat down and remained silent without saying a word.
Peng Zhen stood opposite the demon god, but dared not speak.
Having followed the Lord for so many years, I have never seen him like this before. I wonder what he will do when he is extremely angry.
Time passed slowly in silence. Peng Zhen had never felt time move so slowly before, as if it were freezing and standing still.
Time was getting harder and harder to bear. Peng Zhen felt the temperature in the room getting lower and lower, so cold that his hands and feet were freezing and he couldn't help but shiver.
It's only early autumn, and even if it's cool, the nighttime temperature shouldn't be this cold for him.
"Peng Zhen." The Demon God's calm words broke the heavy atmosphere in the room. This voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, made Peng Zhen breathe a sigh of relief and quickly reply, "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Go investigate," the demon god simply gave his order.
"Yes." Peng Zhen had already anticipated the Lord's answer. "I will do it immediately."
As he spoke, Peng Zhen was already thinking about what kind of people to use to investigate and how to do it.
While Peng Zhen was still thinking, the Venerable One asked him, "Send someone there."
"Yes." Peng Zhen quickly looked up and replied, thinking to himself, of course he knew he had sent someone.
Even if it were him, he wouldn't be able to find Miss Liu so quickly.
"Send..." The Demon God slowly curled the corners of his lips and said lightly, "The Thirteen Fiends of the Dark Night."
"Cough, cough, cough cough..." Peng Zhen choked on his own saliva before he could catch his breath.
Did he hear that right?
Should we use the Thirteen Dark Night Fiends?
Even when dealing with the ambush from the Demon Realm, only a few people were used. Now, they actually need the Thirteen Fiends of the Night to take action?
Peng Zhen asked uncertainly, in a daze, "My lord, how many people should we send?"
He vaguely knew the answer, but the answer was too terrifying, so he wanted to confirm it.
"Of course, we'll mobilize everyone and find out everything in the shortest possible time!" The Demon God said matter-of-factly, ignoring Peng Zhen's eyes, which were practically popping out of their sockets.
"Yes." Peng Zhen replied immediately and rushed out to tell An Yi and the others about this matter.
Are you kidding me? They're even going to use the Thirteen Fiends of the Night. What does that mean?
The Lord is angry!