"Who is making such a racket here? For disturbing the Demon King, you will die without a burial place."
Before Qin Fengming had time to speak with Zhuyan, fluorescence suddenly flickered at a certain spot on the towering mountain. Three figures flashed out from within the light. A majestic voice rang out at the same time.
"Greetings, Commanders!" Upon seeing the three appear, Fu Ying and Blood Elephant immediately stepped forward and saluted respectfully.
The three had vastly different appearances, with differing builds and both men and women among them, but one glance at their features and physiques revealed that they were Demon Cultivators. Each of their faces bore distinctive traits belonging to some demon-beast race.
Though they were Demon Cultivators, the three possessed extraordinary cultivation. All had already reached the late Shapeshifting stage.
"Zhuyan, why is it you again? If the Demon King had not shown you mercy, you would have been cast into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Grotto last time and suffered for a hundred years." As soon as the three appeared, they immediately spotted Zhuyan. The leader shouted harshly.
"Hmph. If you won't let me see Wan'er, I won't leave. If you want to force me away, you aren't capable of it. If any of you dares step forward, don't blame this Zhuyan if my hands and feet fail to recognize you."
When the three appeared, Zhuyan showed not the slightest fear. With a flash, he leaped in front of Qin Fengming. Staring down the three, he spoke with his face full of fury.
Hearing the exchange, Qin Fengming somewhat understood that this was not Zhuyan's first visit to the Demon King's Hall.
On his previous visit, he had fought with the cultivators in the Demon King's Hall. In that clash, Zhuyan had apparently gained the upper