The two dark iron doors of the Council Hall, weighing over a hundred thousand jin, had barely opened a crack when four figures flashed inside with a whoosh.
As "King Yanluo," Lin Changsheng stood at the very front.
Behind him, the three Evil Moon Demon Envoys-Duan Tianya, Jueqing, and Han Shi-followed one pace back in a staggered formation like the feathers of a wild goose's wing.
All four cupped their fists in unison and shouted in voices like great bells, "Our respects, Lord Devil Lord!"
Qing Chen sat upright in the seat of honor. The demonic crystal at the brow of his mask erupted with a boom of purple radiance, and the temperature in the hall plummeted.
His divine sense surged like towering waves crashing against the shore, splitting into four streams of pressure that bore straight down on them.
Lin Changsheng felt his temples throb and every hair on the back of his neck stand on end, only to hear Qing Chen laugh hoarsely.
"Each of you has rendered outstanding service this time. Well done. It so happens that I haven't tested or guided you in several years. Show me the skills you keep at the bottom of your chests, and let me see how much you've improved."
Warmth surged through Lin Changsheng's heart. He knew his lord was exceptionally skilled in the Mysterious Yin Corpse-Refining Secret Technique. He was going to guide them personally!
Without hesitation, he threw out his arms. Veins writhed like purple snakes along his neck, and his skin took on a metallic sheen at a speed visible to the naked eye. His entire body instantly swelled a size larger, and behind him condensed a blood jiangshi apparition seventy to eighty feet tall-the Flying Blood Corpse Aspect!
After activating the Life-Corpse Path, his aura, already