The little demon received two luminous pearls and scratched his ears and cheeks in delight.
Leading Jiaomo along, he headed deeper into the Cave Abode.
Little Thunder-Accumulating Mountain looked thick with baleful aura from the outside, but within, it was a Grotto-Heaven unto itself.
After passing through several winding stone corridors, the view suddenly opened up.
Rather than being dark and damp like an ordinary demon cave, it was resplendent in gold and jade, with thousands of strands of auspicious light.
At the center stood a throne carved from golden-thread nanmu wood.
A figure sat upon it.
He had not assumed his full form, retaining several demonic traits.
His golden eyes bulged fiercely, and his steel beak curved like a hook.
He wore a purple-gold crown and golden armor.
He was the master of Little Thunder-Accumulating Mountain.
Demon King Qiankun.
Legend said he was a direct descendant of the ancient divine beast, the Golden-Winged Great Peng.
Born into the Lotus-Planting Realm, his body was unmatched in strength, and he possessed incredible speed, able to soar ninety thousand li in a single rise.
This fellow was arrogant and untamed by nature, holding himself in high esteem.
Relying on his ancestor's prestige, he had always obeyed orders but ignored summons within the Western Region Demon Court.
In ordinary times,
he lorded it over others. On several occasions, he had even stormed directly into the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons and cursed the Demon Emperor while pointing at his nose.
He declared that the Demon Emperor's throne rotated among all, and next year it would be his turn.
Logically speaking,
with the Demon Emperor's vindictive nature, he should have swallowed this beast who knew neither heaven nor earth whole long ago.
Unfortunately,
this fellow's backing was simply too formidable.
Though the Golden-Winged Great