Morgana Arrives

Huang Village was surrounded by golden wheat fields that swayed gently in the autumn breeze, like a surging golden sea. The heavy ears of wheat bowed their heads, releasing a rich fragrance that was intoxicating.

The villagers of Huang Village were busy harvesting the bountiful fields, their faces brimming with joyful smiles as they looked forward to trading the crops for a handsome income and living even better lives.

Yet at this joyous moment, a black shadow streaked across the sky like a meteor and rapidly descended toward Huang Village.

"Look! What is that? Could it be a meteorite?"

Someone was the first to notice the sudden anomaly and cried out in alarm.

Everyone raised their heads to look, only to see the black shadow drawing closer and closer at a speed that left them dumbfounded.

Before they could react, the shadow had already landed in the rice paddy.

A woman stood quietly amid the rice paddy. She wore a tight black leather outfit that outlined her perfect curves. Like an elf of the night, she was full of mystery and temptation. A pair of streamlined dark metal wings extended from her back, gleaming with a cold light beneath the sun. Her face was bewitching and alluring, as if it possessed magic that made people helplessly fall for her.

The villagers stared blankly at the woman, seemingly bewitched by her beauty and left speechless.

Only when the bewitching woman slowly raised her head and walked toward them did they snap out of it.

Their gazes, filled with amazement, longing, and reverence, all fell upon her.

"Heh."

The corners of the woman's black lips rose slightly, revealing a wicked smile. As Morgana, the Demon Queen who had roamed the universe for thirty thousand years, she had long grown accustomed to the reverent and curious gazes of mortals.

She casually swept her gaze over the crowd before quickly locking onto a sturdy young man whose figure stood out sharply among them.

This one will do. Morgana silently praised him, then walked straight toward him.

The young man was standing on the ridge between the fields with a hoe over his shoulder. When he saw Morgana approaching, he immediately became nervous.

His cheeks reddened slightly, and his eyes were filled with shyness and unease.

"You're very beautiful."

Not knowing what else to say, he could only compliment Morgana's appearance.

Morgana's smile deepened as she came before him and chuckled. "A Tuo, long time no see!"

"Huh?"

The young man was at a loss, stammering nervously, "I-I'm not A Tuo. My name is Yu Baosheng."

"Is that so?"

Morgana laughed softly.

The next second, a cloud of Black Mist rose from the young man's entire body, instantly enveloping him.

"Queen."

A hoarse, chilling voice rang out.

"..."

Meanwhile.

The three angels had been smiling as they watched Yun Ming cultivate with his eyes closed, but their smiles froze at the same time.

"I... didn't sense that wrong, did I?" one of the angels asked hesitantly, her voice carrying a trace of uncertainty.

"Sister Yan, did you sense it too?" another angel turned to their leader, her eyes full of questions.

"It's the stench of demons," Angel Yan replied in a low voice. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and she had clearly sensed that nauseating presence as well.

The three angels exchanged looks and immediately realized that their senses had not deceived them.

They rose to their feet almost simultaneously, their eyes turning toward the east, where a dark force seemed to be quietly stirring.

Without hesitation, they activated the Eye of Insight.

In an instant, countless streams of dark information flooded into their minds, and one particular presence stood out above the rest.

"It's Morgana's aura!" Angel Yan said with a dark expression, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

Under the Eye of Insight, a black mosaic-like figure gradually emerged. Though they could not identify it completely, they recognized at once that it was Morgana, the Demon Queen.

"She revived demons like A Tuo," Angel Zhui said seriously, her voice carrying a trace of tension.

"This place called Huang Village has several thousand people. Morgana will definitely turn all of them into demons," Angel Mo Yi said gravely. "Sister Yan, should we stop her now?"

Angel Yan said nothing, her brows knotting even tighter. She suddenly recalled the Omen of the Devil Star Yun Ming had mentioned before. He had said that Morgana would come, and that the east would suffer a bloody disaster.

It seemed Yun Ming's words had actually come true!

The two angels also recalled Yun Ming's words, and their gazes involuntarily turned toward Yun Ming, who was still cultivating.

"Yun Ming," Angel Mo Yi called softly, though her voice sounded somewhat hesitant.

"Don't disturb him," Angel Zhui stopped Mo Yi and explained, "This guy is cultivating. Interrupting him will hurt him."

Just then, Yun Ming's voice suddenly sounded. "I heard you."

Angel Zhui froze. When she looked again, Yun Ming had already drawn his hands upward to finish his cultivation and slowly opened his eyes.

"You actually predicted it," Angel Yan said, staring at Yun Ming with furrowed brows. Her eyes held disbelief, confusion, and scrutiny.

Yun Ming could not stand Angel Yan's solemn expression and said seriously, "Don't look at me like that. I've already decided to cling to your thighs and live off you. I don't have any schemes or anything."

The somewhat tense atmosphere was instantly ruined.

Angel Yan and the others could no longer hold it in, and helpless smiles appeared on their faces.

"How exactly did you predict it?" Angel Yan asked in confusion, her face full of bewilderment and speechlessness. "You can predict even this?"

Their angels had pursued Morgana for years and had never found any trace of her.

Yet Yun Ming had somehow foreseen it.

"Just a feeling, I guess."

Yun Ming was evasive. Although he knew fortune-telling, he did not like this mystical nonsense.

"A feeling?"

Angel Yan's brows furrowed deeply. She was clearly dissatisfied with that answer.

"Sister Yan, should we stop her now?" Angel Zhui interrupted her thoughts and raised a new question.

"We can't go."

Yun Ming answered without hesitation.

Their gazes focused on Yun Ming again, waiting for him to offer a fuller explanation.

"Morgana has already upgraded to a Fourth Generation God Body. Going there would be suicide."

Yun Ming's words made the three angels' expressions change drastically.

"What did you say? How do you know she has a Fourth Generation God Body?" Angel Yan took a step forward, her cool face filled with suspicion and an aggressive air.

Yun Ming's expression did not change. "I calculated it."

"You calculated it? You can calculate that too?" Angel Yan's eyes and brows were filled with speechlessness and disbelief.

Even things they could not see with the Eye of Insight had supposedly been calculated by Yun Ming through mysticism.

"Do you understand the concept of a god body?"

Angel Yan suddenly realized something was off. A trace of suspicion appeared in her eyes, and the way she looked at Yun Ming became wary.