895: Chapter 884 The Palace of the King of Beasts!!

She flew for thousands of miles before finding a few remnants of stone tablets and road signs on the edge of the ruins, barely managing to identify that this place was once the old territory of Qingyun Kingdom.

Meanwhile, Qin Yan stood where he was without taking a single step, yet he had already taken in the situation thousands of miles away at a glance.

Just how strong must this Mental Energy be?

"Qin Yan, your Mental Energy... exactly how many Hertz is it now?" Huang Jiuli asked, looking somewhat dazed.

At this moment, she finally realized that what Qin Yan had improved the most during these two months in the Temple of Time was likely not his martial arts cultivation, but his Mental Energy Realm.

"Hmm, it's just a little bit stronger than my martial arts Realm, that's all."

Qin Yan said nonchalantly, with a faint, almost imperceptible smile hanging on the corners of his mouth.

Upon hearing this, Huang Jiuli gasped sharply on the spot.

Based on her understanding of Qin Yan, when this guy said "a little bit stronger," it definitely didn't mean just a little bit.

To be able to make this guy, who was always humble and low-key, admit it was "a little bit stronger," it must have been much, much stronger.

This guy was just too low-key.

"You... you pervert."

A thousand words ultimately swirled around Huang Jiuli's lips before turning into just these few words.

"No swearing," Qin Yan teased in a calm tone.

Huang Jiuli was choked into silence, her Phoenix eyes filled with a complex expression.

They both went to the Temple of Time, so why was the gap so large?

Qin Yan didn't continue to tease this little Phoenix, instead changing his tone to a serious one: "Let's go, we'll head to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Beasts first and wipe out those two Beast Kings."

Upon hearing this, Huang Jiuli composed herself and nodded solemnly.

The two of them transformed back into two streams of light, soaring into the sky and disappearing above this shattered land.

...

The Palace of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Beasts.

The palace was towering and spacious, with a high dome inlaid with countless pearls, illuminating the entire palace as if it were broad daylight.

The walls were carved with totems of various Vicious Beasts, some baring fangs and brandishing claws, others roaring at the sky; each one was vivid and lifelike, as if they could pounce out from the stone walls at any moment.

The floor was covered with soft carpets, and stepping on them felt like walking on clouds.

Exotic dancers draped in thin gauze danced gracefully in the center of the hall, their movements elegant and alluring.

Some dancers held colorful ribbons, tracing brilliant arcs as they spun; others followed the drumbeats, each step landing perfectly on the rhythm of the music.

On both sides of the main hall were wine tables built from thick giant bones and massive stones.

Various Vicious Beast Great Demons with different forms were reclining on soft animal-hide couches, drinking heartily from gold and silver goblets crafted by Human Race artisans.

Whenever the wine in their goblets ran low, various exotic beauties would tremble as they stepped forward with wine decanters to refill the goblets for these Vicious Beasts.

However, what flowed from those decanters was not ordinary wine, but scarlet, viscous, and still-warm blood.

This blood shimmered with an eerie luster under the lights; it might have come from captured exotic warriors, or perhaps from slaves taken in war.

And these streams of blood, poured into the decanters, became the fine wine in the mouths of these Great Demons.

A Vicious Beast with the head of a pig and the body of a human was embracing a trembling Human Race girl with hooves as thick as pillars.

That filthy pig hoof reached unceremoniously into the girl's robes.

The girl's slender body trembled violently like a sieve.

Her eyes were brimming with tears, yet she bit her lip tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Just a few days ago, several maids who could not bear the humiliation had cried out in pain, only to be torn to pieces alive on the spot by this Middle Sixth-Grade pig demon, who even chewed up their bones and swallowed them.

And this scene was not an isolated case in this great hall—every Vicious Beast Great Demon nearby had girls of various appearances accompanying them, whether from the Fox Clan, Human Race, or Cat Clan; without exception, their faces were filled with fear and numbness.

On the main throne, the two largest Demon Kings sat atop a throne of white bones piled up from corpses.

The one on the left was a dark cyan Bull Demon, with two thick, scimitar-like Bull Horns atop its head emitting an eerie cold light, its copper-bell-sized bull eyes filled with brutality and bloodlust.

The one on the right was a massive elephant demon named White-Tusk Elephant King, with two tusks several yards long extending from the corners of its mouth, the tips still stained with undried dark red blood.

These two Demon Kings were the strongest fighting forces of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Beasts—the Cyan Bull Demon King and the White-Tusk Elephant King, both terrifying existences at the Grandmaster Late Stage.

They were the main force that had besieged and killed the Grandmaster of the Qingyun Sect that day.

"Great King, those bald donkeys from the Vajra Temple sent people to issue a war challenge to us a few days ago, threatening to flatten our Kingdom of Ten Thousand Beasts and eliminate evil for the people."

A bull demon below reported in a muffled voice.

It was a direct descendant of the Cyan Bull Demon King, and its strength had already reached the Middle Sixth-Grade.

"The Vajra Temple is currently in its prime; it would be best for us to avoid their sharp edge for now."

The Cyan Bull Demon King pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

The Vajra Temple was originally just an ordinary Grandmaster-level faction, and its comprehensive strength was on par with the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Beasts.

However, this generation of the Vajra Temple had produced an incredible Buddhist disciple—that Buddhist disciple was a Prodigy of the highest order; having just achieved a Grandmaster Breakthrough a few months ago, he had forcefully suppressed all hostile forces in the vicinity.

Even more bizarrely, after this Buddhist disciple stepped into the Grandmaster Realm, the speed of his strength improvement not only did not slow down but was even more rapid than before the Breakthrough.

In just a few short months, his strength had already reached the Grandmaster Late Stage.

"It seems the rumors are true; this Buddhist disciple of the Vajra Temple has likely received the favor of the Origin of the Cangwu World."

The White-Tusk Elephant King said in a deep voice, his tone carrying a touch of helplessness and sorrow.

Whenever a world faced the crisis of destruction, the dormant Origin of the World would awaken, transforming its own Origin power into gifts bestowed upon the strong and the Prodigies of this world, in hopes of overcoming the crisis with their power.

And the fact that the Buddhist disciple of the Vajra Temple's strength increased so unreasonably was, in all likelihood, because he had received the favor of the Origin of the World.

"Pass down the order: prepare to retreat immediately and take everything that can be taken."

The Cyan Bull Demon King decisively issued the order.

"Yes!" the Vicious Beasts below responded in unison.

However, just as these Vicious Beasts were about to rise and leave the palace, two cold and calm voices resonated in the great hall without any warning.

"No need to leave; you will all stay here today."

On the main throne, the expressions of the Cyan Bull Demon King and the White-Tusk Elephant King changed simultaneously, and the two Demon Kings roared at the same time: "Who is it? Get out here!"

As the words fell, the Void Realm in the center of the palace rippled imperceptibly, and two figures dressed in white mysterious robes appeared out of thin air, surrounded by the swarm of demons.