The Second Demon! Zhao Heng's Miserable Fate!

Hearing Xu Ye's words, Zhao Heng froze slightly.

Look behind him?

Was this guy sick in the head?

"Xu Ye, don't try pulling that kind of trick on me. I know you don't want to admit you're inferior to me, but don't think you can fool me." Zhao Heng quickly came to his senses, then gave a disdainful snort, his face full of contempt.

Xu Ye wanted to fool him with such petty tricks?

He was not that easy to deceive.

Xu Ye's mouth twitched slightly at those words.

This guy really was sick in the head.

But he could not be bothered to waste words on him.

His expression turned grave.

"Cut the nonsense. Look behind you." Seeing this, Lin Yuyan's face filled with anxiety, fear flickering in her eyes.

At that moment, under Xu Ye and Lin Yuyan's watchful eyes, a huge yellow figure appeared behind Zhao Heng.

It stood a full two meters tall, its yellow fur gleaming, its eyes red, and thick demonic aura emanating from its body.

It was an old weasel demon, and its cultivation was even more powerful.

It had actually reached the terrifying ninth level of the Meridian Opening Realm.

Just one step away from entering the Qi Manipulation Realm.

At that moment, the old weasel demon stood coldly some distance behind Zhao Heng, staring at him.

Its crimson eyes brimmed with killing intent.

"Yuyan, now you're just being ridiculous. Why are you helping Xu Ye fool me too?"

Hearing the urgency in Lin Yuyan's voice, Zhao Heng was slightly taken aback.

But when he saw how serious Lin Yuyan looked, he could not help but sneer.

Was it really so hard to make Xu Ye admit he was inferior to him?

Hearing that, both Lin Yuyan and Xu Ye were speechless.

What exactly was going through this guy's head?

"If you don't want to die, run!" After a brief pause, Lin Yuyan warned him anxiously.

Was this guy really so unafraid of death?

Yet just as Lin Yuyan was panicking—

Zhao Heng remained utterly unconcerned. With one foot planted atop the young weasel demon's head, he declared spiritedly, "Whether you admit it or not, I've earned the greatest merit this time. Don't even think about stealing it from me."

With his arms folded, he was already imagining the worshipful looks the others at the Demon-Suppression Bureau would give him when he returned.

But just as his words fell, he suddenly sensed that something was off.

Why did his back feel so chilly?

As that thought crossed his mind, Zhao Heng suddenly saw a massive shadow appear on the ground, completely enveloping him.

"What is this?" Zhao Heng froze, greatly startled.

Just then, the shadow grew larger and larger.

The chill at his back became colder and colder.

Lin Yuyan's expression grew even more anxious. "Quick... look behind you!"

Only then did Zhao Heng realize that something was truly wrong.

His whole body went cold, the hairs on his skin standing on end. His neck stiffened as he slowly turned around.

The next moment, he saw a gigantic weasel, far taller than two meters, standing behind him and staring at him sinisterly.

That icy breath was pouring from between the old weasel's fangs.

"Ah! Fuck!" Zhao Heng let out a piercing scream.

He had truly been scared out of his wits.

His body instinctively tried to flee backward.

But before he could run, the old weasel's enormous claw came crashing down at him.

With a bang, Zhao Heng did not even have time to react before he was instantly sent flying.

He sprayed out a mouthful of blood, then slammed viciously into the ground.

This old weasel demon had reached the ninth level of the Meridian Opening Realm.

Zhao Heng was merely at the sixth level of the Meridian Opening Realm.

With such an overwhelming gap in cultivation, Zhao Heng had no chance to react at all.

"Zhao Heng!" Lin Yuyan's expression changed drastically at the sight. She rushed forward to check his injuries.

No matter what, Zhao Heng was their colleague now. They could not simply leave him alone.

Xu Ye also stepped forward and looked at Zhao Heng. "Are you going to die?"

Zhao Heng spat out another mouthful of blood with a wail. He felt as though every bone in his body was about to shatter.

It took him quite a while before he finally steadied himself. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Fuck! That hurt like hell!"

The old weasel demon's strike had looked casual, but it carried boundless force.

It could not take his life.

But that blow was more than enough to make Zhao Heng suffer.

Without some potent spiritual pills, he would not recover anytime soon.

"Looks like you won't die." Seeing that Zhao Heng could still speak, Xu Ye finally relaxed.

Though this guy had something wrong with his head and could be incredibly annoying at times—

Xu Ye was the leader of this group now.

If Zhao Heng died, Xu Ye would not be able to wash his hands of it either.

"Thank goodness." Seeing Zhao Heng like this, Lin Yuyan also breathed a sigh of relief.

She secretly thought that this guy's life was really tough.

At that moment, Zhao Heng clutched his chest, endured the agonizing pain, and glared fiercely at Xu Ye. "Damn it! Why didn't you warn me? Were you trying to get me killed?"

Xu Ye said, "I already warned you. You were the one who refused to believe me and insisted on taking all the credit for yourself. How is that my fault?"

In truth, when the young weasel demon had been severely injured by Zhao Heng and pinned beneath his foot—

The old weasel had already appeared.

Xu Ye had warned him too.

This guy had refused to believe him. What could Xu Ye do?

"You call that a warning?" Zhao Heng had not been beaten to death, but he was close to being angered to death.

What kind of warning was "look behind you"?

Xu Ye said nothing, merely sweeping his gaze toward the old weasel.

He had no time to argue about this with Zhao Heng now.

Seeing this, Lin Yuyan said, "You lack the strength, yet you insisted on fighting for credit. Warning you was useless anyway. You brought this on yourself."

She had warned him this time as well.

He had insisted on not believing them. What did that have to do with them?

After saying that, she ignored Zhao Heng and fixed a grave gaze on the weasel demon as well.

"I..." Zhao Heng lay on the ground, pain wracking his body, yet he did not refute her.

He could still argue against what Xu Ye said.

But even if Lin Yuyan's words made him uncomfortable, he would not argue with her.

He, too, turned his gaze toward the distance.

At that moment, after sending Zhao Heng flying with a slap, the old weasel demon finally looked at the young weasel on the ground. His gaze was gentle yet furious as he spoke coldly, "Second, how are you?"

"Father, I won't die yet!" Though Yellow Second, the young weasel demon, was heavily injured, he would not die. The hatred in his eyes, however, had not lessened in the slightest—if anything, it had grown even stronger.

"I told you, the county town isn't so easy to break into," the old weasel said in a muffled voice.

Yellow Second said coldly, "I've disgraced you, Father. But my wife is dead. I have to avenge her."

The old weasel said flatly, "Enough. Go wait to the side. Leave the rest to me."

"Yes!" Yellow Second endured the pain and crawled to one side.

Seeing this, Lin Yuyan and the others wore grave expressions.

Lin Yuyan said, "Why is there a second demon here? The higher-ups never mentioned it!"

Xu Ye took a breath and said, "Since it dared to break into the county town, we should have expected this."

Though this was the outskirts of the county town and not as secure as elsewhere, it was still guarded by the Demon-Suppression Bureau.

For Yellow Second to dare enter the county town and slaughter its people—

They should have known it would not be that simple.

But who could have expected that an old weasel demon stood behind Yellow Second?

"That old beast is at least above the seventh level of the Meridian Opening Realm," Zhao Heng said at that moment.

He had felt the force of that claw most keenly.

"Ninth level of the Meridian Opening Realm," Xu Ye said calmly.