Demon King

Jiang Yang stood in the void, blazing with boundless radiance like the sun.

He waited for a long while, but heard no answer from the evil dragon and could not help wondering.

"Why aren't you speaking?"

The evil dragon let out two muffled whimpers.

It was Li Zhi, a member of the Dragon-Slaying Team who had finally recovered from her shock, who spoke hesitantly.

"My lord deity, it seems it still can't speak..."

Jiang Yang turned to look and discovered that, under the pressure of his Platinum Longsword, the evil dragon's jaws were firmly clamped shut, as though a force were holding them down.

Jiang Yang sighed, feigning a distracted air.

"Oh, I didn't notice."

With that, he raised his sword tip slightly, releasing the pitch-black dragon from its suppression.

Suddenly freed, the pitch-black dragon recoiled sharply. It looked at Jiang Yang with terror in its eyes and said uncertainly.

"Golden hair and golden eyes, a Platinum Longsword, immense strength. You're Jiang, God King of the Kunlun Divine Court!"

"God King Jiang!"

Molly, the bard and mage, spoke in a lilting voice.

"The great ruler of Eastern Cang Land. Heavens, these past few days, I've actually been walking the land alongside His Majesty the God King, adventuring and fighting to slay a dragon together. How fortunate!"

"No wonder! I was wondering why my swordsmanship was improving at such incredible speed. It turns out a deity was instructing me in person."

The red-haired Great Swordsman scratched his head and chuckled guilelessly.

"My great vengeance has been fulfilled. I, Li Zhi, shall worship His Majesty the God King all my life!"

The brown-haired Fox Clan girl spoke gratefully, tears brimming in her eyes, her hands clasped tightly before her ample chest.

In midair, Jiang Yang paid no attention to the Dragon-Slaying Team's reactions. Instead, he quietly watched the pitch-black dragon before him and continued questioning it.

"Evil dragon, how do you intend to plunge the world into turmoil? With merely your King-Rank strength, how could you shake the rule of my Kunlun Divine Court?"

Yet upon hearing this, the evil dragon cast aside its terror and laughed.

"So what if it's the Divine Court? So what if you're the God King? The mighty demons will soon descend to rule the mortal world and bring everything under their control! Hahahaha!"

"Hmph! Playing at gods and ghosts. Demons? What are those supposed to be?"

Jiang Yang shot the pitch-black dragon a disdainful glance. He simply did not believe such creatures existed in the world.

He had thought the evil dragon might offer some coherent account, only for it to come out with something about demons.

Weren't those legends passed down from the age of myth, back before his civilization had fallen?

By now, even the Fifth Epoch had been destroyed, and not so much as a hair of any god or devil could be seen.

"Since you're spouting nonsense, die!"

With that, Jiang Yang raised the Platinum Longsword in his hand. Golden-flamed Sword Qi roared through the heavens and slashed toward the evil dragon's neck.

This action terrified the evil dragon beyond measure. It began to panic, and at the very last moment, it suddenly opened its mouth and shouted.

"I can prove they exist!"

The sword tip instantly stopped a scant distance from its black-scaled neck.

A bead of sweat the size of a bean slid down the evil dragon's face, whose expression was impossible to discern.

"Then do it!"

"Yes... yes..."

An awkward smile crossed the evil dragon's enormous black face. It raised its massive wings and landed atop that mountain of corpses and sea of blood, piled from untold numbers of bones.

With its movement, a halo of profound darkness emerged from its body and swiftly sank into the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

At once, an astonishing sight appeared.

Beneath the enormous mass of bones lay a gigantic hexagram magic array, encompassing the entire mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

The gigantic Hexagram Magic Formation began to shimmer with black light. The mountain of corpses and sea of blood, as massive as a small hill, instantly melted like ice and snow, seeping into the formation.

The black light connected to some unknown point in space and time, and currents of sinister, malicious aura emanated from the Magic Formation.

An utterly evil, overbearing presence rose from within the Magic Formation, as though it would slaughter every living creature beneath the heavens!

Feeling this powerful, evil aura, Jiang Yang involuntarily narrowed his eyes.

This was a power he had never felt before, and the strongest presence he had encountered since the apocalypse.

He raised his golden eyes and shouted at the members of the Dragon-Slaying Team, who were still standing there in a daze.

"Leave this place at once! Get as far away as you can!"

"Your Majesty, we wish to help you..."

Before the brown-haired girl could finish, the silver-haired elf beside her interrupted. He pulled her back in retreat, not forgetting to reply respectfully.

"Yes, Your Majesty! We'll leave at once!"

Jiang Yang gave a slight nod of satisfaction. "A sensible one."

Seeing that all the members of the Dragon-Slaying Team had withdrawn, he fixed his gaze on the Magic Formation, waiting for that unknown creature to appear.

After a long while, a towering, terrifying, evil figure finally stepped out of the Magic Formation. He was so enormous that even the evil dragon beside him was like a little bird in comparison.

Black flames coiled around his body like tattoos. Upon his enormous, fiendish head, a pair of gigantic horns curved, firm and unyielding. Behind him, a pair of immense leathery wings blotted out the entire valley!

As this unknown creature stepped fully out of the Magic Formation, a furious, earth-shaking roar scattered the clouds in the sky and drove back the birds in the forest.

"Hahahaha! I, the great Demon King, Samael, have returned to this world once more!"

Demonic malice stretched ninety thousand li deep; no evil in the world could surpass it!