"Go!" Lu Xiaotian reappeared beside Xiang Qingcheng. The joy of obtaining the treasure had already faded, replaced by an intense wariness toward the master of those black tentacles.
There was definitely a terrifying Old Devil inside that bronze stone coffin, one far stronger than anyone present. Its aura already rivaled Xiang Kuang's. Somewhere else, with all the demons working together, they might have been able to fight the Old Devil in the bronze coffin. But this was the Fallen Demon Pool, a place the other party had painstakingly prepared for. It had never shown itself before, or the Golden Armored Corpse King and the others would never have reacted this way. The floating coffin had only begun spitting out treasures today; the other party had clearly been preparing for this day for who knew how long.
At a time and place like this, starting a fight would be foolish. The other party was hidden inside the bronze coffin, yet had dared attack all the demons and Lu Xiaotian at once. It was either mad or confident it could win. Lu Xiaotian naturally assumed the latter. The enormous demon tortoise, trapped by it and still wailing without being able to escape, was proof enough.
"I went to all this trouble to set my trap, and you think you can just leave? Do you really think it'll be that easy?" A rough, mocking laugh came from inside the bronze coffin.
Before the words had even faded, a man appeared before the demons and Lu Xiaotian. Tentacles like an octopus's covered his lower body, while his upper body was bare, with one arm exposed. His eyes were each as large as an adult's fist. He wore a dark green crescent-moon crown and held a white-and-red Icefire Demon Fork. A mass of dark clouds