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Chapter 274: Chapter 45 Confronting All Sides (Two-in-One Chapter)_3

After that, he reined in his other hidden threads, and from afar, black silhouettes flew in like kites—all the corpses of the Demons he had slain along the way.

Li Hao soared into the sky with these corpses trailing behind him, like flying a kite, which presented quite a spectacular sight.

Pushing horizontally for three thousand li, from west to east, what frustrated Li Hao was that he never encountered the figure of the Demon King; the most powerful among them was merely at the Unwithering Realm.

“Are the Demons outside this barrier really just those three?”

Li Hao was somewhat sullen.

Until now, he was barely warmed up.

Continuing forward, Li Hao skimmed past some mountaintops, using his Divine Soul to survey the surroundings for any trails.

Atop several mountains, Li Hao detected the caverns of Demons, but they were all empty without a trace.

Li Hao had seen this kind of situation before. His eyebrows furrowed as he swept his gaze around. Initially, he had occasionally seen some Bird Demons, but he crushed them with a flick of his hand, and later on, even the Bird Demons became hard to spot.

“It seems these Demons knew I was coming and ran away in advance.”

“Did the Demons from Tianji Palace spread the word?”

Li Hao sighed inwardly, considering himself to have delivered himself to their doorstep only for these Demons to have run away—it simply didn’t make sense.

After flying for a while and visiting several empty mountains without finding any trace of Demons, he felt somewhat bored. He found himself a large mountain to sit upon, and the Demons entwined with his hidden threads fell at the mountain’s edge.

“Feng, bring some wine.”

Li Hao called out.

In the void, a wine gourd flew over, yet Feng’s figure did not appear:

“Drink less, this wine is strong.”

“The stronger the better.”

Li Hao chuckled lightly, popped the wooden stopper off, and took a couple of sips.

A few small mountain birds fluttered over, landing on the ground to peck at the mountain fruits.

These birds were not Demons but ordinary animals.

Li Hao glanced at them, not paying much attention, and drank a few more sips before suddenly turning his gaze toward the small birds.

The small birds on the ground searched for fallen fruits and insects.

Li Hao’s eyebrows slightly raised, and with several thudding sounds, the bodies of the small birds burst violently apart, crushed by his manipulation force.

He released his hidden threads, extending them outwards to form a net.

Then, he continued drinking his wine.

Tens of li away, a Bird Demon concealed its presence, looking like an ordinary small bird, that suddenly let out a pained hum.

Blood seeped from its bird eyes, but it quickly buried its head under its wing, worried about being detected.

After stabilizing its injury, it calmed its startled heart and took flight.

“That guy, he could detect me even with that? I was using the Divine Eye Skill, just borrowing those little birds’ field of view.”

It felt a sense of exposure and panicked internally, not daring to linger any longer.

Suddenly, as it was flying away, it touched something that felt like a guitar string.

Before it could react, the hidden thread suddenly contracted and snapped, wrapping around its body, and then swiftly pulled it toward a certain place.

“What is this thing!”

The Bird Demon was filled with horror as it frantically struggled, but the hidden thread was wound tightly, cutting deep to the bone.

It watched itself being dragged all the way to a mountaintop—the very place that young man was—it was terrified to the core and let out a fierce roar.

Thump.

The body of the flying bird rolled to Li Hao’s feet but had already lost its life force, having chosen suicide.

Li Hao’s eyebrows lifted slightly; just like the black bird before, the Bird Demons from Tianji Palace were all so well-trained that they would rather kill themselves than give their enemy a chance to interrogate them.

“It seems, with Tianji Palace around, trying to hunt down these Demons on a large scale is indeed a bit troublesome,”

Li Hao muttered to himself.

He put away the hidden thread, slapped his hand down to turn the Bird Demon’s body into mush, then handed the wine gourd back to Feng and took off again.

He was curious to see how many Demons the Bird Demons of Tianji Palace could deter.

Li Hao continued flying eastward, and when he passed a valley shrouded in miasmic poison fog, he discovered an empty temple inside and casually smashed it to pieces.

The caves and training grounds established by the Demons he encountered along the way were all demolished by Li Hao in his path of destruction.

…

As Li Hao galloped across the land, thousands of li away in the border area of Liangzhou, several figures rushed forward.

These figures emitted a surging Demonic Qi, led by a middle-aged man dressed in white, handsome and godly in appearance, with a gaze that captivated the soul.

The other four figures were slightly terrified upon seeing this man and hurriedly paid their respects:

“Feng Shan Jun!”

The white-clothed middle-aged man glanced at the four people and said in a cold voice, “Do you also have a grudge against the Li Family?”

“Yes.”

The four people nodded quickly, feeling nervous in his presence.

After all, he was a Demon King.

Then, two birds, one following the other, flew toward them rapidly. The lead bird, a red one, shrank and transformed into the shape of a red-dressed young girl.

“Feng Shan Jun!”

She respectfully saluted the white-clothed middle-aged man and then nodded slightly to the other four, saying, “Please wait a moment, Monarch Bai is also on his way here.”

“Monarch Bai?”

The white-clothed middle-aged man’s brows furrowed slightly, having not expected that individual to come as well. However, Monarch Bai had been at odds with the Li Family in Northern Yan for over a decade, holding deep grudges, so it was normal for him to take this rare opportunity to come.

“How soon will he arrive? If he’s too slow, I’m not inclined to wait,” Feng Shan Jun said.

Just as the red-dressed girl was about to speak, she suddenly seemed to hear something and looked up into the distance.

Several figures were seen approaching rapidly, with a young man dressed in white as snow leading the way, hands clasped behind his back, traversing the sky with an elegant demeanor.

Behind him, a few figures were grotesque in appearance, varying in height.

Feng Shan Jun appeared to notice something and turned to look, his eyes narrowing slightly.

“He’s arrived.”