198: Chapter 198 A Trouble

Meanwhile.

On the other side.

The light of the teleportation array exploded in the depths of an unknown desolate mountain. A gray-white pillar of light shot into the sky, lasting for over a dozen breaths before slowly dissipating.

After the light faded, Wu Li walked out from the array eye, his blood-red pupils sweeping across the surroundings.

Desolate mountains, withered trees, scattered stones, stagnant water.

The air was filled with a scent of decay; there was no Demonic Qi, no fluctuations of Human Race spiritual energy, not even the chirping of birds.

Heiyu followed behind him. Heida, Heier, Bai Chi, Heishan, Gray Rat, and his thousands of descendants emerged one after another. Tiger Biao stepped out of the teleportation array last, his tail swaying slowly behind him.

The Rift-Wind Wolf King shook the gray-white fur on his body. The Azure-Horned Deer King lowered his head, the dark red light on his antlers already dim.

Great Demon Xiong Kuo squeezed out of the array; his one-zhang-tall body appeared particularly cramped in the teleportation array. Jin Kui supported him, his short golden fur covered in blood and dust.

Tieshan walked at the very end, his iron-gray pupils scanning the surroundings without speaking.

Three thousand Yao Race emerged from the teleportation array, filling the entire desolate mountain densely.

No one spoke, no Yao called out; there were only the sounds of footsteps and breathing.

The teleportation array, bought with Lady Hua's life, had sent them out of the death trap of Taiyue Mountain.

She had remained there alone, facing Shangguan Hong, facing death.

The mood of the gathered Yao was heavy to some extent.

But the benefit was that they were free...

"Huhu~"

Wu Li flapped his wings and stood on the highest rock, looking at the dense crowd of the Yao Race below.

"Old Xiong, what are your plans for the future?"

Great Demon Xiong Kuo was sitting on a rock healing his wounds. Hearing Wu Li's words, he paused for a moment, turned his head to look at the Rift-Wind Wolf King and the Azure-Horned Deer King, then looked at Jin Kui and Tieshan.

The several great Yao exchanged glances. Great Demon Xiong Kuo scratched his head, his voice rough.

"We are used to being together and plan to find a new place to settle down. We can't stay within the Dachuan Dynasty anymore; that old thing Shangguan Hong will go crazy sooner or later. Let's head north; there is vast land and few Yao there. We'll find a mountain peak to establish ourselves and develop slowly."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Wu Li.

"What about you, Brother Wu Li? Aren't you coming with us?"

Wu Li shook his head.

"When I came back, I stirred up a trouble."

Wu Li's thoughts shifted, recalling the moment he faced Master Mo Yuan.

That old thing was hiding underground at Feiliu Workshop, feigning death while waiting for people. Wu Li saw at a glance that the opponent had a treasure. It was only after snatching it that he realized this was no ordinary treasure; it was a fragment of a Demon Venerable Legacy.

Demon Venerable.

Corresponding to the Human Race's Nascent Soul.

In the entire Dachuan Dynasty, the strongest, Shangguan Hong, was only at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, still a hundred thousand eight thousand miles away from Soul Transformation.

A fragment of a Demon Venerable Legacy was enough to drive the entire Dachuan Dynasty and the surrounding Yao Race crazy.

The things associated with such a Legacy were definitely endless trouble, but the problem was that Wu Li only realized it after snatching the item...

Hearing Wu Li's words, Great Demon Xiong Kuo's brows knitted into a knot.

He stood up, his one-zhang-tall body like a mountain, and patted his chest with a thumping sound.

"Brother Wu Li, what are you saying? What do you mean by not dragging us down? What kind of trouble is it that we brothers together can't solve?"

The Rift-Wind Wolf King took a step forward, his amber pupils staring at Wu Li.

"That's right, we have walked out together, after all."

The Azure-Horned Deer King did not speak, but nodded repeatedly.

Wu Li shook his head. His blood-red pupils reflected these faces, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, "This trouble is even harder to solve than Shangguan Hong."

Great Demon Xiong Kuo's mouth opened, wanting to say something, but looking at Wu Li's pair of blood-red pupils, he swallowed his words back.

Shangguan Hong was already the strongest enemy they had ever seen. If it was harder to solve than Shangguan Hong, he dared not think about what it was, and he didn't want to think about it.

Wu Li turned his head to look at Heiyu, looking at Heida, Heier, Bai Chi, Heishan, and looking at Tiger Biao.

"I will also give you a choice. If you seek stability, stay here with Great Demon Xiong and the others."

Tiger Biao lay on the ground, his yellow and black fur still stained with dried blood. His tail was against the ground, his yellowish-brown pupils looking at Wu Li, then looking at Great Demon Xiong Kuo, then he stood up, walked behind Wu Li, lay down, and remained motionless.

"Caw caw caw!!"

The Crow Flock boiled over.

Thousands of crows chirped at the same time.

The black Crow Flock rose into the air from the desolate mountain, blocking out the sun, circling, chirping, and surging above Wu Li's head.

Not one stayed behind, not one hesitated; they all flew into the sky behind Wu Li, like a moving black cloud.

Even Gray Rat, who had always been a bystander, did not hesitate.

"Hehe..."

Wu Li smiled with satisfaction.

"Brothers."

Great Demon Xiong Kuo reached out and patted Wu Li's shoulder, making a thumping sound.

"Stay alive, don't die."

Wu Li, "Rest assured!"

The Rift-Wind Wolf King, "Take care!"

The Azure-Horned Deer King, "See you if fate allows, take care."

Wu Li, "Take care."

Both sides bid farewell.

Three thousand Yao Race went north in a mighty force, gradually disappearing at the end of the mountain range.

Wu Li stood in place, watching their backs, his blood-red pupils reflecting those shadows moving further and further away.

Behind him, the Crow Flock was still circling above his head, and Tiger Biao was lying at his feet, his tail gently tapping the ground.

"Let's go, we should find a place too."

Wu Li said.

He spread his wings, flapped them once, and behind him, the Crow Flock followed overwhelmingly, the "caw caw caw" sounds echoing in the valley.

...

After the aftermath of the great battle.

Far from Taiyue Mountain.

Two figures exchanged glances, then smiled at each other.

"Boring, let's go."

As the words fell.

The two figures flashed and arrived where the ruins of Feiliu Workshop were.

The two figures stood on the left and right at the highest point of the pile of rubble, overlooking the scorched basin beneath their feet.

The wind blew over the ruins, kicking up gray-white dust that fell onto their robes, but no one raised a hand to brush it off.

The figure on the left was slender, wearing a dark green robe, with a sinister face, high cheekbones, deep-set eye sockets, and a pair of slit pupils. The pupils were dark gold, gleaming with cold light under the gray daylight.

This Yao was named She Gu, Late Stage Tier 3, his original form was a Black-Scaled Great Python.

The figure on the right was burly, named Yan Jia, Late Stage Tier 3, his original form was a Rock-Armored Lizard, with broad shoulders and back, arms hanging to his knees, and palms as thick as cattail fans, the tips of his claws gleaming with cold light.

"The aura of that trash Master Mo Yuan has disappeared."

She Gu's voice was sharp and thin, sounding very uncomfortable.

"Hmm."

"I sensed the aura of other Yao Race in this vicinity besides that newly advanced Nascent Soul."

Yan Jia squatted down, grabbed a handful of scorched soil, smelled it at the tip of his nose, threw it away, stood up, and looked into the distance with dark brown pupils.

"The aura is very mixed. There is Evil Qi, Demon Power with fire attributes, and another... indescribable smell."

"Whoever it is, looking at this, the item should have been snatched."