899: Chapter 900 Uninvited Guest

When Yao Delong's eyes met those of one of the elders from the Diting Clan, his heart suddenly tightened! The elder's eyes were like two bottomless ancient wells; with just a casual glance, Yao Delong felt as if his Soul was being pierced by an invisible force!

It was as if all his secrets, including the light screen of the "Yin-Yang Harmony System" deep within his Sea of Consciousness, had nowhere to hide under those ears that could perceive everything! In particular, his hidden identity as a member of the Human Race seemed to have been instantly caught by the other party!

On the Diting elder's calm, well-like face, a subtle hint of surprise flickered for a brief moment before returning to a state as tranquil as water. He merely nodded slightly toward Yao Delong without speaking, much less exposing him.

But this silent "seeing through" caused a layer of cold sweat to instantly break out on Yao Delong's back! He thought to himself that the innate Divine Ability of the Diting Clan was indeed terrifying! Fortunately, the other party did not seem to have any intention of exposing him on the spot.

After some pleasantries and introductions, the atmosphere grew even more lively. Under the gaze of the crowd, Yao Delong took his seat beside Mo Jue, while Xue Shushu stood in attendance not far behind him, her cold eyes still filled with inquiry.

The Ten Thousand Fox Banquet officially began! Celestial music drifted through the air, and the sounds of string and wind instruments rose melodiously. Countless fox clan maidens dressed in thin gauze and possessing graceful figures glided into the venue, their dancing as dreamlike as a fantasy, their skirts fluttering and bringing with them waves of exotic fragrance. Fine jade nectar and rare delicacies were served like flowing water, and the venue was filled with the clinking of glasses and the constant sound of laughter. Mo Jue raised his jade cup, about to deliver a toast.

“Skreeee—!!!”

Just as the songs and dances were in full swing and everything was peaceful! A sharp, ferocious cry filled with the primitive, violent Aura of Chaos suddenly tore through the joyful celestial music like a cold wind blowing from the depths of Hell! This sound contained a terrifying pressure, shaking the entire Qingqiu Sacred Land as if it were trembling!

Immediately afterward, in the sky above the independent space of the Qingqiu Sacred Land, which should have been impregnable and protected by countless spatial Restrictions, a massive spatial rift with edges burning with eerie purple-black flames was violently torn open without warning!

“Jie jie jie... Old Fox King! Your Ten Thousand Fox Banquet is so lively, how could you forget to invite our Chaos Mang Clan? We've come uninvited; surely you won't be unhappy?!”

Accompanied by ear-piercing, raspy laughter, several figures slowly stepped out of the rift, forcibly descending upon the sky above the Qingqiu Sacred Land!

The leader was extremely tall and burly, his skin a deathly gray color and covered in twisted, dark purple magic patterns that seemed like living things. He wore tattered, ferocious bone armor and held a massive withered bone staff wrapped in ominous black Qi.

His vertical pupils were like those of a cold venomous snake, flickering with cruel and bloodthirsty light as they stared directly at Mo Jue in the main seat below! The chaotic and ferocious Aura emanating from his body polluted the surrounding Spiritual Qi like thick ink, having reached the level of a Peak Demon King! He was none other than the Grand Elder of the Chaos Mang Clan—Ming Hao!

“Ming Hao!!!” Mo Jue stood up abruptly, his hair and beard bristling, his eyes instantly turning into burning ice-blue flames! An equally powerful but even more vast and majestic pressure erupted, and nine massive, solid-looking snow-white fox tail phantoms suddenly appeared behind him, stirring the wind and clouds! He stared fixedly at Ming Hao in the air, roaring in fury:

“You piece of trash! That day in the Secret Realm, you ambushed my son Wuya and left him on the brink of death! I haven't settled that blood debt with you yet! Today, you actually dare to set foot in my Qingqiu Sacred Land! Do you really think I, Mo Jue, cannot kill you?!”

“Boom!” The violent Aura of a Demon Saint and the chaotic ferocity collided fiercely in the air! The entire Ten Thousand Fox Banquet venue was instantly pushed to the brink of a tense, explosive battle!

Yao Delong's pupils constricted slightly as he calmly set down his wine cup. He could clearly feel the icy killing intent suddenly erupting from Xue Shushu beside him, as well as her subtle movement of quietly grasping her sword hilt within her sleeve. His thoughts raced: “What was bound to come has finally arrived... Taking advantage of someone's weakness to strike? Wanting to pick up a bargain? Humph!”

The Heart Sword Power within his body circulated slightly, and a trace of pure Great Sun True Fire power quietly flowed at his fingertips. His gaze swept over the Chaos Mang Clan experts with their soaring ferocity in the sky, glanced at the Diting elder beside him whose Aura was obscure and difficult to read, and finally landed on the enraged Mo Jue.

This seemingly targeted attack against Qingqiu—wasn't its spearhead also pointed at him, the Grandmaster of Alchemy who had “appeared out of nowhere”?

“Jie jie jie...” Facing this towering rage, Ming Hao let out a burst of even more ear-piercing and unpleasant laughter. His gray face, covered in purple-black magic patterns, was full of mockery and contempt. “Old fox! When seizing treasures in a Secret Realm, blades have no eyes, and deaths and injuries are inevitable! In the end, wasn't it just that your son Demon Emperor Xue Wuya's skills were inferior? He was hit by my Chaos Soul-Devouring Curse; not having his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering on the spot was already a stroke of luck. What? You're going to blame that on me? You really can't afford to lose!”

This blatant distortion of the truth and shameless behavior made Mo Jue's Demonic Power surge wildly, his ice-blue pupils almost spitting fire! He indeed wished he could immediately tear this enemy to pieces, but at this moment, Qingqiu's Origin Qi had not yet recovered, and Wuya was at the most critical moment of breaking through to become a Demon Emperor. The faintly burgeoning Aura of Imperial Might deep within the Holy Land must not be interrupted!

Just as Mo Jue was so enraged that he was about to strike regardless of the consequences, Tushan Yunting, who had been silent, slowly rose. He did not explode with an earth-shaking Aura like Mo Jue, but that steady and heavy pressure, like a mountain and yet with an icy sharpness, caused the entire noisy venue to instantly quiet down.

“Ming Hao.” Tushan Yunting's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached every corner with an unquestionable decisiveness. “Today is the Qingqiu Ten Thousand Fox Banquet, and even more so, a day of great joy for my Heavenly Fox Clan! It is not a place for your Chaos Mang Clan to act wildly! I, Tushan Yunting, am here to advise you: leave quickly! Qingqiu and Tushan are of the same root! If you insist on making trouble here, you will be making an enemy of my entire Heavenly Fox Clan! Can you bear the consequences? Why don't you ask if our clan's Demon Emperor will allow it?!”

As soon as the words “Demon Emperor” were spoken, they were like two invisible heavy hammers slamming into Ming Hao's heart!

The mockery on his face instantly froze, and the purple-black magic patterns under his gray skin seemed to writhe uneasily. His main purpose for this trip was to confirm Demon Emperor Xue Wuya's condition! Having been hit by the Chaos Soul-Devouring Curse, he should have long since had his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!

Yet Qingqiu had actually held the Ten Thousand Fox Banquet with great fanfare these past few days, and news had even spread that Mo Jue had somehow found a Grandmaster of Alchemy who could refine a Ninth-Grade Divine Pill... This was too strange! Had Demon Emperor Xue Wuya really been saved? Could he even... be breaking through to become a Demon Emperor?

Ming Hao's gaze swept below like a venomous snake, lingering particularly on the faces of those two old foxes, Mo Jue and Tushan Yunting, trying to catch a hint of something. His trip was mainly to test and disgust Mo Jue, to make the Qingqiu lineage completely lose face, and ideally to shake its Foundation. But if it really drew the Demon Emperor of the Tushan lineage to take action, or even provoked the wrath of the entire Heavenly Fox Clan, the consequences would definitely not be something he could bear! Although the Chaos Mang Clan was strong, they would never dare to start a war in the Holy Land of the Heavenly Fox Clan!