Today.
He had come to witness the blood sacrifice in person.
He had watched a million living beings perish.
The grief and fury he felt.
Far surpassed those of years past.
At this moment.
His eyes all but spat fire.
Jade-green radiance shot into the sky.
Xiao Chen no longer concealed himself.
He charged like a dragon.
In an instant.
He stood upon the village soil, where demonic flames raged.
Shielding the villagers.
Facing thousands of demons alone.
Qiongqi's disguise technique was exceptionally convincing.
Even now, with Xiao Chen's aura fully unleashed, fierce as a dragon or tiger, his deathly pale face and exhausted air still made him look pathetically weak.
"It's reinforce...ments!"
"Young Master, did you come alone?"
"Why does this young man look so weak?"
At Xiao Chen's arrival, the villagers of Orchid Village were initially overjoyed. But once they saw his face, realized how few reinforcements had come, and noticed his sallow complexion and depleted vitality, disappointment washed over them. Thousands of demons were running rampant, yet the Azure Divine Army was nowhere to be seen. What use was sending a single sickly youth?
Some even suspected.
That this young man had suffered an incurable injury.
And had been sent here.
To serve as cannon fodder.
"Young Master... he's the King of Misfortune, the King of Misfortune who charged into the tide alone and held ten thousand demons outside Chi Lei!"
Suddenly, in the middle of the crowd, a stooped old man with white hair and a deeply wrinkled face cried out in excitement.
His name was Liu Daye.
He was the chief of Orchid Village.
He had once seen a portrait.
Of a white-robed youth facing ten thousand demons alone, fighting fiercely without retreating.
The youth in that portrait bore at least an eighty-percent resemblance to