My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)

Chapter 466: Army of Demon Monarch

The wolf king is one of the seven demon kings of the Southern Land, and he ruled the area north of the Southern Land. Within a mere 800 years, he had cultivated to turn from a little demon to the twelfth-level demon king he was now. His talents were rather extraordinary. So he took the area north of the Southern Land, closest to humans. Because of the spirit river, cultivators of the world was never able to cross into Southern Land. Besides, demon beasts had their own demonic aura, which could expel the Five Elements spirit qi of the spirit river, so the spirit river posed no threat to demon beasts, allowing them to come and go freely. Therefore, this became a natural safe shelter for them.

The closer an area was to the spirit river, the more the demon beasts liked to live there, as it allowed them to go out and hunt cultivators and mortals freely, and hide back behind the spirit river if higher-level cultivators pursued them.

But just because of this, there were no humans at all for several kilometers around the spirit river. Not even higher-level cultivators came near it unless they had to. To be able to eat more human meat full of spirit qi, and improve their cultivation faster, the demon clan made a beast tide every once a while, leading the crowd of demons to hunt in areas further away. The time in which they made the beast tide was inconsistent, such that they would hit humans unexpected. And today was the day of a beast tide.

This time, the Demon King's target is an immortal city several kilometers away. They had long known that the immortal city was populous, and most were cultivators. If they could catch a few Nascent Soul cultivators, it would be able to help him ascend to the thirteenth level.

At first, he didn't dare to attack an immortal city. But recently, he got the news that two Soul Formation cultivators who used to be in charge of its defense suddenly left the city in a hurry, bringing with them more than half of the Nascent Soul cultivators. Without the Soul Formation cultivators, it would be more than easy for them to attack the city. It was a chance given by heaven.

The wolf king seemed to already see the day in which he rises to the thirteenth level and become the sole King of All Demons in the Southern Land. The wolf king had gathered tens of thousands of demons long ago. And he had agreed with three eleventh-level beast kings nearby to lead the beasts out of the Southern Land and into human habitat once the exact timing was confirmed.

But before they could agree on the exact time of attack, a small demon rushed into the audience hall in panic, interrupting their conversation.

"Your majesty, it's... it's no good! It's no good!" The small demon was running very hurriedly, his face full of horror. His footsteps were so unstable that he tripped and fell on the ground.

"Stop this crying!" The wolf king stared at the small demon, irritated. "Didn't I demand no disruption when I discuss affairs with fellow beast kings?"

"It's... it's not that, your majesty! Something... has happened!" The small demon was even more flurried. His whole demon body huddled on the ground, trembling slightly.

"It'd better be important, or I will eat you!" The demon king released suppression threateningly.

The small demon shook even more severely, and as though in memory of something horrible, his pointed to the outside and said, "Some... some cultivators... had broken in!"

"Human cultivators have broken in!" The wolf king was stunned for a second, and then he started laughing wildly. "Hahahaha... There are actually cultivators who are not afraid of death and dare to come into Southern Land. Good coming!" He looked joyful, not caring about what the small demon said at all. "Let me eat them as a sacrifice to our flag, before we attack the immortal city!" As he talked, he licked his sharp teeth, as though he had already tasted meat. He said to that small demon, "Tell me, where is the person now? Is he still near the spirit river?"