670: Red-haired "Teddy Bear"

"The opening of the Secret Realm is right before our eyes." The Sky-Splitting Demon King's blood-red eyes swept over the Bat-Wing Demon Marshal and the Hound Demon Marshal, his voice carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"Go! First, let these ignorant ants of the Human Race see who the true Dominator of this Demon Transformation Mountain Range is! Once we seize the Treasure Pill... humph..."

Before his voice even faded!

Boom—!

A violent, ferocious, and terrifying pressure, as if from a primordial beast, erupted from the Demon Cave like a physical tsunami, sweeping across the entire Burial Dragon Valley!

The Sky-Splitting Demon King's figure soared into the sky! He didn't bother to restrain his aura, wantonly releasing the terrifying demonic power of the Peak Late Void Refining Stage!

Beneath his feet, he trod upon a roiling, boiling crimson demonic cloud that resembled a sea of blood!

"Roar—!!!"

A roar that shook the heavens, filled with supreme majesty and an aura of slaughter, exploded over the Burial Dragon Valley like a thunderclap!

"This seat, the a mythical beast, has arrived!"

Blood clouds roiled as the Demon King descended!

That heaven-shaking ferocity instantly caused the faces of all Cultivators below the Soul Transformation Stage in the Burial Dragon Valley to turn pale, making it difficult for them to breathe!

Countless Yao Beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, letting out whimpers of awe!

Everyone's gaze, filled with shock, fear, and apprehension, focused on the figure atop the blood cloud, who looked like a demon god!

Yao Delong stood with his hands behind his back, his Profound Star Daoist Robe fluttering loudly in the violent demonic wind.

He looked up slightly, calmly gazing at the Sky-Splitting Demon King who trod on the blood cloud with surging Evil Qi; in his deep eyes,

there was no fear at all. Instead, a cold, playful light flickered, like a hunter looking at its prey.

The a mythical beast trod upon the rolling blood clouds, his peerless ferocity making him look like a demon god descending upon the Burial Dragon Valley!

The terrifying demonic power of the Peak Late Void Refining Stage washed over the valley without restraint, causing the hearts and minds of countless Cultivators to shake as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Within the Myriad Sword Valley camp, Li Canglan, a sword dao expert at the Void Refinement Mid-stage,

now had an extremely solemn expression, his hand tightening slightly on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The Elders beside him felt their breath stagnate, with sweat faintly appearing on their foreheads.

The Sky-Splitting Demon King's aura was even more ferocious and violent than described in the intelligence; it was a pure destructive power originating from the primordial wilderness!

Within the Nine Nether Sect area, Tu Wanxiong' tower-like physique was tense, with veins bulging slightly beneath his bronze skin.

He stared at the Sky-Splitting Demon King, his eyes holding not only apprehension but also a trace of unwilling rage. Peak Late Void Refining Stage?

Such strength was enough to crush all the Human Race Cultivators present!

The Loose Cultivators were even more pale, many of their legs trembling.

"It's over... if this Demon King really goes in... I'm afraid we won't even get any leftovers..."

"More than just no leftovers! Those brutal fellows of the Yao Race, especially those of the a mythical beast lineage, have always viewed our Human Race as blood food and precious medicine!"

"Once we enter the Secret Realm, it'll likely be a near-certain death!"

"Shh! Be quiet! Do you want to die?"

Under countless terrified gazes, the Sky-Splitting Demon King slowly landed at the core of the Yao Race camp.

Wherever he passed, all Shape-shifting Great Demons and hideous Yao Beasts, regardless of their cultivation level, prostrated and retreated like a tide,

clearing a path and lowering their heads deeply while letting out whimpers of awe. This was submission to an absolute king!

Like a lion king patrolling his territory, his blood-diamond vertical pupils, filled with unconcealed contempt and greed,

swept across the Human Race camp and finally fixed precisely on the bright silver, heroic figure behind Yao Delong who remained valiant even in danger—Han Yun!

"Hehehe..." The Sky-Splitting Demon King let out a low, lewd laugh from his throat, his gaze crawling over Han Yun like a slimy venomous snake.

"Little girl, you've got quite the nerve. You killed my Demon Marshal and still dare to swagger back? What, did you regret it and are now eager to become this King's bandit wife?"

That blatant humiliation and unconcealed possessiveness caused Han Yun's pretty face to turn pale instantly, a fire of humiliation burning in her emerald eyes!

But she knew full well the terror of the Demon King, and even more so that she couldn't act impulsively and implicate her fellow Disciples.

She subconsciously took half a step back, a cold and slightly trembling hand

unconsciously gripping the hem of Yao Delong's Profound Star Daoist Robe, as if it were her only reliance and pillar of support.

Feeling the slight trembling and dependence from behind him, the playful light in Yao Delong's deep eyes instantly transformed into a cold sharpness!

He turned slightly, shielding Han Yun completely behind him, his lips curling into an arc of extreme contempt.

His voice wasn't loud, yet it spread clearly across the field, carrying a heart-palpitating mockery:

"Oh? So you're that red-haired Teddy... oh no, the Sky-Splitting Demon King?"

Yao Delong deliberately drew out his words as if he were identifying some unknown stray dog or cat.

"Teddy?" The Sky-Splitting Demon King was taken aback, instinctively feeling it wasn't a good word, especially the term "red-haired," which was incredibly grating to his ears!

His blood-red eyes locked onto Yao Delong's handsome face, which made him somewhat jealous. He laughed out of extreme anger and retorted:

"Little brat, you have a sharp tongue! Seeing as you're so fair-skinned and tender, why don't you kneel and beg for mercy to become a human slave under my command?"

"This King might even reward you with some scraps and spare your life!" He tried to regain his footing with words, his demonic energy roiling and Evil Qi pressing.

However, what made the Sky-Splitting Demon King's heart suddenly sink was that everyone from the Yin Yang Sect opposite him,

whether they were Elders or Disciples, didn't have the slightest bit of fear or tension on their faces.

Instead, their expressions were all strange, their eyes filled with... sympathy? Pity? As if they were looking at a monkey baring its teeth in a cage!

Looking at the Myriad Sword Valley, the Nine Nether Sect, and even the Loose Cultivators, all of them were solemn, as if facing a great enemy!

This eerie sense of contrast caused alarm bells to ring in the Sky-Splitting Demon King's heart! His massive demonic sense, like invisible tentacles,

instantly swept through the hundred-zhang void around him and even deep into the earth's veins!

—Could it be that the Yin Yang Sect had some hidden Late Void Refining Stage or even Body Integration Stage old monster lurking nearby?!

"Heh..."

Just as he was filled with doubt and uncertainty, Yao Delong let out another chuckle, one full of playfulness, as if he had seen through his thoughts.

"Little Teddy, stop looking." Yao Delong slowly fished something out of his Storage Ring—

it was actually a Beast-Taming Collar flashing with restrictive runes, specifically designed for powerful Yao Beasts!

He even went so far as to shake a metal chain that also bore runes, his tone like he was teasing a pet:

"Be good and come to my feet. Look, I've prepared this Dog Leash and collar for you. They're Heaven-Grade Weapons, and they match your red hair perfectly."

"Roar!!!!"

The Sky-Splitting Demon King finally fully realized! "Teddy"! This was calling him a dog!

And the lowest kind of pet dog kept by humans at that!

The ultimate humiliation!

As the overlord near the Demon Transformation Mountain Range, a a mythical beast of noble Bloodline, when had he ever suffered such a great insult?

Especially under the watchful eyes of the public! All his doubts and caution were instantly burned to ashes by his towering rage and killing intent!

"Little bastard! This seat will tear you apart alive and swallow your Soul!!"

The Sky-Splitting Demon King completely went berserk! His blood-red eyes turned a solid crimson, and his violent demonic power formed a physical hurricane!

He didn't even use any Moves, directly opening his bloody maw and letting out a terrifying roar in Yao Delong's direction!