The mantis stalked the cicada, The Yellow Oriole was Behind—and behind the oriole stood a hawk.
At a glance, Huang Cao knew those two great demons were terrifyingly strong, far beyond anything it could comprehend. They stood nine feet tall, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, their muscles bulging as if about to explode. Their savage faces were covered in scales, with pointed beaks and fangs. It was not even worth as much as the beast hides draped over them.
The long-faced great demon grinned and clapped its claws.
"Hehehe~ Interesting. That was a splendid fight."
It drifted leisurely down from midair, not even sparing the unconscious cultivators a glance.
The horses neighed and fled in terror. The clouds overhead grew darker, a crushing black mass as though the sky were about to collapse. Lying on the ground, Yuan Qi repeatedly counted on his fingers and calculated, only to find the mist still blocking him. With the arrival of the two terrifying great demons, he could confirm that cultivators were not the reason his divinations had failed. Yet something still felt wrong.
Huang Cao was on the verge of collapse. The suppression from high-ranking great demons made it instinctively want to flee.
It stood between the two terrifying demonic beasts and its two good brothers.
The weasel's not-so-large head could not figure out when it had provoked such things.
"There's no reason for this..."
Two mortals and one spirit creature—even if they had gone mad courting death, there was no reason they should have offended monsters of this caliber. They belonged to two entirely different worlds that had nothing to do with each other.
Sweat soaked Yuan Qi's hair as he gritted his teeth and forced himself to divine. He discovered they had come for him...
"Gongyang, Old Huang, you two run..."
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