Chapter 340: Zhang Fan's Strength! Impregnable as a Fortress! "Bonus Update for Four Thousand Monthly Votes! Please Keep Subscribing!"
The Spell Boat flew steadily onward, gradually approaching the Barren Mountains on the border between Mysterious Moon Prefecture and Greedy Wolf Prefecture.
Spiritual energy was sparse here, the terrain treacherous, and signs of human habitation rare.
Just as the Spell Boat was about to cross a gorge shrouded year-round in gray mist—
Something suddenly changed!
Two masses of impenetrably dense, pitch-black demonic qi abruptly appeared in the empty air ahead!
Within the demonic qi, two figures slowly took shape.
The man on the left wore a voluminous dark red demonic robe embroidered with twisted asura totems.
He was exceptionally tall, nearly ten feet in height.
His exposed skin had an unhealthy bluish-gray hue and was covered in bizarre blood-red markings.
The man on the right was much thinner, shrouded in a loose cloak as black as night.
His features were impossible to discern.
Only a pair of green eyes, like ghostly flames, flickered beneath his hood, their gaze cold and deathly still.
"Heh heh... Xu Mingxian, we finally caught you leaving Mysterious Moon City. Those months we spent in Mysterious Moon Prefecture weren't wasted."
King Wujian's voice was hoarse and grating, laced with mockery and cruelty.
"Make it quick. Capture them and exchange them for Tian Luo at the Mysterious Moon Sect."
King Rakshasa's voice was icy, utterly devoid of emotion.
"Understood, elder brother."
As soon as he finished speaking, King Wujian thrust his withered, ghost-claw-like right hand from beneath his cloak and made a distant grab at the Spell Boat!
Boom—!
An enormous hand of pitch-black demonic qi, hundreds of yards across, condensed out of thin air.
Countless phantoms of agonized human faces churned over its surface, an eerie sight.