Demon Lord

"Demon Lord!"

Those were the last two words the people around them heard. Before they could understand what they meant, the withered old man had already vanished beyond the horizon, leaving not the slightest trace behind.

As Ye Lingfeng's group watched the dark clouds draw near, their expressions changed as well. Though they did not know what the clouds signified, they could sense the immense pressure within them, along with an unusual and terrifying aura.

"It's demonic qi!" Qingguo and Qingcheng spoke in unison.

"This is bad. They're demonic beasts from Jinglan Lake! Judging by this display, could Jinglan Lake's Demon Lord have come personally?" Ye Lingfeng's face turned incomparably grim.

"What do we do, Eldest Senior Brother?" The frightened gazes of the other two youths immediately turned to Ye Lingfeng.

"Go, enter Jinglan Ancient Lake!" Ye Lingfeng made his decision at once. Powerful spiritual energy surged wildly from his body, enveloping all eleven of them as they shot toward Jinglan Ancient Lake.

The demon race had never been on good terms with humanity. Although an agreement existed between them to restrain both sides from invading one another, Jinglan Ancient Lake was truly difficult to judge.

Though it was not one of the demon race's Four Great Sacred Lands, Jinglan Lake—the origin of one of those Four Great Sacred Lands—was located here, and the two were extremely close. The demons of Jinglan Lake had always considered this place their Ancestral Land and would not allow humans to interfere.

Yet in humanity's eyes, Jinglan Ancient Lake was one of the Southern Bright Continent's Seven Great Forbidden Lands, and no demon race lived within it. Thus, the two sides held vastly differing views of this place. Any slaughter that occurred when they met here would be difficult to settle, even before the