[Book: The Broken Temple Has Immortals. Main text: Yin Spirit Demon. Author: Snow Fills the Forest.]
The sight made Tang Changsheng think of the ancestors of the Three Families of Xiajiang. They, too, had led their descendants through such harsh lands, hacking through thorns and brambles until they finally established the Lower River.
As he pondered this, a great wind suddenly rose around him. Tree shadows swayed, and a rank gust swept across nearly a mile of land.
The wolves and other Beasts that had stubbornly lingered around the camp all gave frightened whimpers. They scattered and fled into the distance.
Before long, the wind stopped. A burly man over six feet tall stood before Tang Changsheng, his entire body shrouded in black qi except for his face. The stench rolling off him was enough to make a person faint.
One look made Tang Changsheng turn grave. At first glance, he might have taken the figure for a Malicious Ghost, wrapped in Killing Intent.
But the reek told him otherwise. It was the rank smell of a wild Beast.
This was no Ghost Creature. It was a Primordial Spirit—the Primordial Spirit of a Beast that had cultivated until it became a demon!
In short, it was a demon, and a Great Demon at that!
Could this be the so-called Green Wolf Demon King? Tang Changsheng wondered, then asked aloud.
The demon stood before him, fierce and menacing. Tang Changsheng spoke first. "Might you be the Green Wolf Demon King? I've come to pay my respects on the orders of my martial uncle, Lu Yuanzhen..."
The demon paid no heed. With a roar, he charged straight at Tang Changsheng. A rank wind blasted into his face, forcing his eyes shut and filling his ears and nostrils.
His Sea of Consciousness shook