"Lu... Young Hero Lu, save us..."
One ancient clan expert broke down completely, tears streaming down his face. He could not move his body even an inch, trembling from the depths of his heart as he exhausted every last bit of strength to cry out toward Lu Chen.
Even his voice carried a sobbing lilt.
Too terrifying!
Too bloody!
This Demon King simply did not play by any rules!
It did not see them as saviors—it saw them as food!
The seven of them had joined forces and come here, yet in the blink of an eye, four had died.
And each death had been more gruesome than the last!
They were ancient clansmen!
Before other humans, they stood high above all...
But in this Demon King's eyes, they were no different from ants...
And soon, even they would die miserable deaths...
The other two ancient clan experts were equally agitated, tears welling in their eyes. Seeing that Lu Chen could still move, they too disregarded everything and used all their strength to call for help.
"Save us, save us quickly!"
"Young Hero Lu, save me..."
"Hm?"
High in the sky, the enormous Demon King narrowed its eyes. Cold red light flickered in its single eye, while an aura that blotted out the sky and covered the earth radiated from its entire body.
Layer upon layer of demonic qi formed huge demonic locks, tightly sealing Lu Chen below, seeking to lock him to death and render him unable to move.
Yet Lu Chen acted as though nothing were wrong, still taking slow steps forward.
"Once you've made enough trouble, come down and meet your death!"
Lu Chen's calm voice continued to ring out. "You've been trapped beneath the Sky Sword Sect for years. It hasn't been easy for you