"Golden Centipede Great King of Ling Mountain, a golden-thread centipede?"
Inside the Demon Suppression Division, Chu Jin blinked, indicating that he had never heard of this figure.
That made sense. The Great Jing Dynasty was, after all, a human society. The Demon Suppression Division's chief duty was to ensure that ordinary people were not harassed by strange beings. If such beings hid among humans without committing evil, or concealed themselves deep in the mountains without revealing their tracks, the Demon Suppression Division naturally would not specifically gather information on them and go looking for trouble.
"Judging from this toad's actions, he planned ahead and erupted all at once. It doesn't seem like he was merely trying to fish in troubled waters," Chu Jin said with a frown.
If the Golden Centipede Great King had wanted to take advantage of the floods to rob a burning house, whether by digging out hearts to eat people or killing people to refine techniques, he should have acted after the floods began, when the Great Jing court's personnel everywhere were too busy to cope. He should not have made preparations so early.
After all, if the Great Jing Dynasty discovered him in advance, he would be facing the Demon Suppression Division head-on. Even if he was a Millennium Great Demon, how could he possibly be a match for the court? "So, there was someone behind him?" Yuan Jing said, stroking his chin.
Chu Jin looked toward another room in the courtyard. The one-armed man was being held there, already shackled with Spirit-Sealing Locks and under interrogation by Du Huanzhen and You Che. "That will depend on how long he can hold out before telling the truth."
As the Great Jing Dynasty's violent law-enforcement organization specifically tasked with dealing with strange beings, the Demon