Morgana Arrives

Huang Village, surrounded by golden wheat fields gently swaying in the autumn breeze, resembled a surging golden ocean. The heavy ears of wheat drooped, emitting a rich fragrance that was intoxicating.

The villagers of Huang Village were busily harvesting this bountiful field, their faces filled with joyful smiles as they looked forward to turning these fruits into substantial income and living a better life.

However, in this moment of joy, a black shadow streaked across the sky like a meteor, rapidly falling towards Huang Village.

"Look, what's that? Could it be a meteorite?"

Someone was the first to spot this sudden anomaly and exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone looked up and saw the black shadow getting closer and closer, its speed astonishing.

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

A woman stood quietly in the rice field, dressed in a black, tight-fitting leather suit that outlined her perfect figure. Like an elf in the night, she was full of mystery and allure. A pair of streamlined, dark metal wings grew from her back, flashing a cold light in the sun. Her face was enchanting and charming, as if possessing magic, involuntarily captivating those who beheld her.

The villagers stared blankly at the woman, momentarily mesmerized by her beauty, forgetting their words.

It wasn't until this enchanting woman slowly raised her head and walked towards them that they seemed to wake up from a dream.

Their eyes were filled with surprise, admiration, and awe, all focused on the woman.

"Heh."

The woman's black lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of an evil smile. As Morgana, the Demon Queen who had roamed the universe for thirty thousand years, she was long accustomed to the reverent and curious gazes of mortals.

She casually glanced at the crowd, her eyes quickly locking onto a strong young man whose figure stood out in the crowd.

"This one is not bad," Morgana thought to herself, then walked straight towards him.

The young man was standing on the ridge, carrying a hoe. Seeing Morgana walking towards him, he immediately became nervous.

His cheeks flushed slightly, his eyes filled with shyness and apprehension.

"You are very beautiful."

He didn't know what to say, so he could only praise Morgana's beauty.

Morgana's smile deepened as she came before the young man and said with a light laugh, "A Tuo, long time no see!"

"Ah?"

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

"Is that so?"

Morgana chuckled softly.

The next second, a cloud of black mist emerged from the young man's body, instantly covering him.

"Queen."

A hoarse, cold voice sounded.

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At the same time.

The three Angels, who had been smiling as they watched Yun Ming cultivate with his eyes closed, froze their smiles in unison.

"I... I shouldn't be mistaken, right?" One of the angels spoke hesitantly, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

"Sister Yan, did you feel it too?" Another angel turned to the leader among them, her eyes full of inquiry.

"It's the stench of demons." Angel Yan replied in a deep voice, her brow furrowed, clearly having noticed the nauseating aura as well.

The three angels exchanged glances, immediately realizing that their senses were correct.

They stood up almost simultaneously, their gazes converging towards the east, where a dark force seemed to be stirring quietly.

Without hesitation, they activated their Eye of Insight.

Instantly, countless dark information flooded their minds, with one particular aura standing out.

"It's Morgana's aura!" Angel Yan said with a grim face, a flash of cold light in her eyes.

Under their Eye of Insight, a black mosaic figure gradually appeared. Although they couldn't fully identify it, they recognized it at a glance as the Demon King Morgana.

"She resurrected A Tuo and those demons." Angel Zhui said seriously, a hint of tension in her voice.

"There are thousands of people in this place called Huang Village. Morgana will definitely turn them all into demons." Angel Mo Yi said with a solemn expression. "Sister Yan, should we go and stop her now?"

Angel Yan didn't speak, her brow furrowing even more tightly. She suddenly remembered the Omen of the Devil Star that Yun Ming had mentioned before, saying that Morgana would come and the east would suffer a blood disaster.

Now it seemed that Yun Ming's words had come true!

The two angels also remembered Yun Ming's words, and their eyes involuntarily turned to Yun Ming, who was currently cultivating.

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

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

Just then, Yun Ming's voice suddenly rang out, "I heard it."

Angel Zhui was stunned. Looking again, she saw that Yun Ming had already finished his exercise with his hands moving from bottom to top, and slowly opened his eyes.

"You actually predicted it." Angel Yan stared at Yun Ming with knitted brows, her eyes filled with disbelief, doubt, and scrutiny.

Yun Ming couldn't stand Angel Yan's solemn look. He said seriously, "Don't look at me like that. I've already decided to rely on you and live off you. I don't have any schemes or anything."

The originally serious atmosphere was instantly broken.

Angel Yan and the others couldn't help but smile wryly.

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

They, the angels, had been tracking Morgana for many years, but had never found her trace.

As a result, Yun Ming had now foreseen it.

"It's just a feeling, I guess."

Yun Ming was vague, although he knew fortune-telling, he didn't like this kind of mystical stuff.

"A feeling?"

Angel Yan's brow furrowed, clearly not satisfied with this answer.

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

"We can't go."

Yun Ming answered without hesitation.

Their gazes refocused on Yun Ming, expecting him to provide more explanation.

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

Yun Ming's words caused the three Angels' expressions to 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 and beautiful face filled with doubt and an aggressive aura.

Yun Ming's expression remained unchanged: "Calculated it."

"Calculated it? You can calculate that?" Angel Yan's eyebrows were filled with speechlessness and disbelief.

They couldn't see it even with the Eye of Insight, yet Yun Ming actually calculated it using metaphysics.

"Do you even understand the concept of a God Body?"

Angel Yan suddenly realized something was wrong, a hint of suspicion in her eyes, and her gaze towards Yun Ming became wary.