354: Chapter 354 Enchanting Beauty

Meanwhile, in another secret location in the Heavenly Demon Realm, far from the Thousand Illusions Secluded Valley.

This was an ancient Demon Palace hidden deep within the belly of a massive active volcano.

The entire Demon Palace was constructed from a type of dark red, almost black crystal, with naturally flowing magma-like veins that radiated hot and pure fire-attribute Devilish Qi.

The interior of the palace was vast and empty, save for a lava pool in the center that continuously drew essence demonic flames from deep underground, emitting a low, rumbling sound.

By the side of the pool, Yun Wuya sat cross-legged.

He was still wearing that plain white brocade robe, though the hem was now tattered in many places and stained with dark golden blood.

Having clashed head-on with Su Mo's relentless Chaos self-detonations and being suppressed for a long time by the "Nine Abyss Returning Origin Great Formation", even with his cultivation at the Peak Taiyi Golden Immortal level and the might of his Devouring Dao Body, he had sustained extremely severe injuries.

At this moment, he was operating his Cultivation Technique with all his might, devouring the pure Fire Demon power gathered around the Demon Palace to slowly repair his damaged Origin.

Just then, the entrance to the Demon Palace flickered with light, and a graceful, alluring figure walked in.

The newcomer was a female member of the Demon Race, with a tall and curvaceous figure and healthy, wheat-colored skin that shimmered with a faint luster.

She had a beautiful face with affectionate eyes, and her every glance carried a soul-stirring charm; the slight upturn at the corners of her eyes added a touch of mystery and danger.

She wore tight-fitting, dark purple leather armor that perfectly outlined her explosive figure, and a slender tail swayed gently behind her.

Most eye-catching were the pair of delicate, curved horns on top of her head, and the undisguised, tyrannical aura radiating from her entire being—she was clearly a powerhouse at the Peak Great Demon Lord level!

Furthermore, her Devilish Qi was pure and condensed, clearly indicating she was no ordinary member of the Demon Race.

In her hands, she held a crystal-clear box that seemed to be carved from red jade. Inside the box lay a pulsating, heart-shaped object that looked like concentrated magma, emitting vast life essence and scorching Devilish Qi.

"Wuya," the charming demon's voice was like a ripe honey fruit, sweet and filled with concern, "I have brought the Molten Heart Demon Marrow. It is a treasured healing relic of my clan and has miraculous effects for treating injuries. Quickly, take it."

She hurried to Yun Wuya's side, knelt down, and carefully handed over the jade box, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised worry and heartache.

Yun Wuya slowly opened his eyes. Those pure black eyes were slightly dim at the moment, yet they remained bottomless.

He glanced at the pulsating Molten Heart Demon Marrow, nodded slightly, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Thank you, Mei Li."

Seeing him accept it, the charming demon named Mei Li immediately broke into a bright smile.

She did not leave immediately but instead leaned against Yun Wuya's side, her soft, delicate body almost pressing against him, her breath sweet like orchids: "Why be so polite with me? Besides, who could have injured you like this? Tell me, and I will vent your anger for you. I will definitely extract his soul, refine his spirit, and torture him for ten thousand years!"

Her words were seductive, but the icy killing intent contained within them seemed to lower the surrounding temperature.

Yun Wuya's brows furrowed imperceptibly, and he pulled away slightly. His tone remained calm but carried an unquestionable confidence: "No need. This is my Dao struggle. I will deal with the person who injured me personally and completely devour everything of his."

Sensing the aloofness in Yun Wuya's tone and that absolute confidence belonging to a powerhouse, Mei Li felt no displeasure; instead, an even more fervent light flashed in her eyes.

The Demon Race, especially high-ranking members of the Demon Race, naturally admire the strong.

Back then, Yun Wuya had been severely injured and washed up here, where he was accidentally discovered by Mei Li.

Initially, she was just curious about this Human Race Cultivator from the Yuanguang Realm who possessed such a strange aura.

But after witnessing with her own eyes that Yun Wuya, even while severely injured, could easily kill several Demon Lords in return and even display a devouring power that made even her feel palpitations, that curiosity quickly transformed into deep fascination and devotion.

To her, the temperament that Yun Wuya possessed, which was completely different from the demons of the Heavenly Demon Realm, and that dominance that seemed capable of devouring all things, held a fatal attraction.

She was willing to use her own clan's power to provide him with shelter and resources, even going so far as to bring out the sacred medicine treasured by her clan.

"Fine, I believe you." Mei Li smiled enchantingly and did not press further, only saying softly, "Then you focus on healing first. I have already given orders for the clansmen to strengthen the guard; I will absolutely not let any small fry disturb you. Once you recover, I will accompany you to settle the score with that person."

Yun Wuya said no more, simply nodded, closed his eyes again, and began to refine the Molten Heart Demon Marrow.

The pure and scorching power of the Demon Marrow surged into his body, combining with his own devouring power to accelerate the repair of his severe injuries.

Mei Li sat quietly to the side, gazing obsessively at Yun Wuya's cold, stern profile, calculating in her heart.

A powerful enemy from the Yuanguang Realm?

To be taken so seriously by Wuya, to the point of causing him severe injury... it seems the other party is not simple either.

However, regardless of anything, anyone who dares to injure the person she has set her sights on must pay the price.

Perhaps she should go and investigate the background of that person herself first?

Just at this moment, a somewhat hurried sound of footsteps came from outside the Demon Palace.

A tall, burly Demon Race guard, clad in dark purple scale armor with a single horn on his forehead, walked in quickly. He knelt on one knee a few zhang away from the lava pool and respectfully reported: "Clan Chief, an envoy from the Yanyu Demon Clan is urgently requesting an audience and is waiting outside the palace."

"The Yanyu Demon Clan?" Mei Li's brows arched slightly, and a trace of impatience flashed in her eyes.

"Aren't they busy annexing the pitiful territory of the Heart Demon Clan? Why are they looking for me? I won't see them, send them away."

The guard hesitated slightly but added: "Clan Chief, the envoy looks quite disheveled and anxious, saying that... there has been a major incident concerning the survival of the Yanyu Demon Clan, and he implores you to see him, as he has urgent matters to report."

"Survival?" Mei Li scoffed, "Fine, let him in. I want to hear what kind of tricks he can concoct."

"Yes!" The guard acknowledged the order and withdrew.

Before long, an Elder of the Yanyu Demon Clan, still wearing a look of lingering fear, was brought in.

Upon seeing Mei Li, he immediately fell to his knees with a thud, his voice laced with tears and fear: "Clan Chief Mei Li! Please, I beg you to uphold justice for our Yanyu Demon Clan!"

"Get up and speak. What kind of behavior is this, weeping and wailing!" Mei Li said coldly, "What exactly happened? Where is Blazing Tyrant?"

The Elder stood up tremblingly, the look of terror on his face deepening: "The Clan Chief... the Clan Chief has met with disaster! We were ordered to besiege the Heart Demon Clan, and everything was going smoothly. We were on the verge of breaking through their final line of defense and capturing the Heart Demon Clan Chief... but, but suddenly a Human Race Cultivator appeared!"

"A Human Race Cultivator?" Mei Li's eyes narrowed, and the trace of impatience in her heart vanished instantly. She vaguely felt that this matter might not be simple. "Tell me in detail!"

"Yes! The Human Race Cultivator looked young, dressed in a green shirt, and his cultivation seemed to be only at the Peak Demon Lord level!" At this point, the Elder felt it sounded absurd himself, but the fear on his face was real: "But he... he used some unknown evil art! The Clan Chief's full-strength attack was easily blocked by that Human Race Cultivator! Then, the Human Race Cultivator just pointed a finger, and the Clan Chief... he... he..."

"He what?" Mei Li's voice suddenly turned icy.

"The Clan Chief suddenly stopped moving! Then... then he turned around and started attacking his own people! It was as if he had gone mad, killing everyone he saw! Our army... it's all over!"

By the end, the Elder was incoherent, clearly the scene had been too much of a shock for him: "I beg Clan Chief Mei Li, for the sake of us all being of the Demon Race, please intervene to save our surviving forces of the Yanyu Demon Clan and avenge the Clan Chief!"

A Human Race Cultivator at the Peak Demon Lord level?

Easily blocked Blazing Tyrant's full-strength attack?

Controlled Blazing Tyrant with a single finger, causing him to kill his own kin?

This immediately piqued her interest.

"Very well, I am now aware of this matter." Mei Li suppressed the surging thoughts in her heart and said coldly to the Yanyu Demon Clan Elder, "You go back and pacify the remnants. Do not act rashly again. I will handle this matter personally."

She wanted to see exactly who this Human Race Cultivator was, who could, with Peak Demon Lord cultivation, bizarrely control the Great Demon Lord Blazing Tyrant!