Demon King's Repayment - chapter 317

On the Four Saints Square in Xianle Palace, an extremely complicated array was drawn.

The four sides of the array were filled with four holy statues, supplemented by many spiritual jade artifacts, which obviously took a lot of energy and time to successfully deploy.

Haohan, who was standing on the edge of the circle, wrinkled his nose and asked Tan Feng beside him, “Strange, I seem to be aware of some strange aura.”

Tan Feng lazily said, “You are too worried. It is always only the master who makes trouble for others. When did you see someone daring to enter Xianle Palace and make trouble? Besides, if you and I stay here, what else could go wrong?”

Haohan looked up unconsciously, his gaze flicked from the empty roof, seeing that there was nothing unusual in his surroundings, he finally felt relieved.

However, at that moment, on the glazed tiled roof, Nan He, Dushuo, Dan Luo, Hu Qing and Wuyuan were lying on the roof. A layer of transparent shield, unfolding from the sky-covering ring, concealed everyone’s figure.

When Nan He was disguised as a woman, Yuan Xiang gave it to Nan He. The weapon that the blue dragon had cultivated was truly extraordinary. Everyone lurked all the way into the Xianle Palace without being noticed by anyone.

“Nan He, are you sure that Master Miao’s array is a teleportation array that could go to Nanming?” Dushuo asked quietly.

“Yes, after Master Miao got the Water Spirit Orb, I felt a little uneasy. I used Ah Xiang’s Orb to check his movements. At that time, I found that he was preparing a complicated array.” Nan He replied softly, “Until we got to Kunlun Mountain, I finally discovered that the array Master Miao used is exactly the same as the teleportation array there. We will wait here. If he activates the array, we will just follow in.”

“Does this person also want to go to Nanming? Yu Yao is really important. He has been away from the world for so many years and so many people still remember him,” Danluo was looking forward to going to Nanming as soon as possible.

Not long after, Master Miao appeared on the edge of the array in a suit that was easy to move.

“Master, let’s not set off now.” Tan Feng said with a bitter face, reluctant to take this journey, “Nanxing is a very fierce place, don’t we have to prepare for more time?”

“I was uneasy today and started a hexagram. The hexagram showed that we should not hesitate, as there may be change.” Master Miao held out the Water Spirit Orb, “Let’s go now.”

…

Yuan Xiang, who was sleeping by the bonfire, was awakened by the shaking of the earth. When she opened her eyes, the sea had already reached her feet, and the island with dense green plants under her was shaking and sinking.

A huge gray-brown head emerged from the water, with a pair of eyeballs glowing in the dark night, with a large mouth with interlaced teeth, bit toward Yuan Xiang.

Yuan Xiang raised her hand to offer several thunder talisman, thick lightning fell from the sky and hit the sea demon’s head.

That kind of thunder talisman was made by Dan Luo with his tail’s print, which was much stronger than Wuyuan’s cat claw talisman.

On the journey, Yuan Xiang once shared that method of making such a talisman with Qingyuan. But no matter how Qingyuan tried, he failed.

“Perhaps this method is only effective when the demons are willing to lend you their power,” Qing Yuan said dejectedly at that time.

The sea demon’s head was hit by lightning, and with a cry of pain, he sank into the seabed and escaped. Yuan Xiang, together with the island under her feet, sank unexpectedly.

Only then did she realize that the island she was sleeping on was the back of a huge sea demon.

Yuan Xiang, who had just dried her clothes, grumbled again and fell into the cold sea. Looking up, she saw the rocks and woods that had fallen into the water with her. With moonlight shining through the water, a white figure appeared.

A pale arm crossed the water, grabbed Yuan Xiang’s wrist, and lifted her out of the sea.

Above the sea, with the bright moon backed, a person was suspended in the sky. The man was dressed in white feathers, had an indistinguishable face, and his long and narrow eyelids were painted with rich and colorful rouge. He was looking down at Yuan Xiang who was pulled out of the water by him.

“I didn’t find the wrong person. Why did you become so big all at once?”

He wore a red crown on his head, and two long scarlet scarves hang down from his white cheeks. He looked at Yuan Xiang suspiciously.

He was Qie Zhi, her master’s apostle.

Yuan Xiang held her head up and looked at the familiar face. Many memories of childhood came to her in an instant.

She was only seven years old that year, and for the first time she was carried into the courtyard by the master. Qie Zhi on the plane tree looked at her curiously.

“This is Qie Zhi, my apostle,” the master said to her with a smile.