The Steward Demonic Emperor - Chapter 615: Fiend Yang's Demise
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Chapter 615: Fiend Yang's Demise

Chapter 615: Fiend Yangs Demise

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The eerie fog swallowed the stiffies and their cries in a jiffy, now creeping in higher.

The others were panicky, looking at Zhuo Fan for a solution. Fiend Yang was sweating, I just cant tell what this thing is. Even Ethereal Stage experts will have a hard time pa.s.sing through it.

The peoples hearts thumped in their chests. [Where does that leave us, dead?]

Calm down and watch. Zhuo Fan pulled Chu Qingcheng higher. She followed him with a carefree smile, her eyes only seeing her man.

The fiends were annoyed, Zhuo Fan, you threw ten disciples to the fog, yet you want more? Well all soon end up dead.

Take it easy, we didnt hear anything when the fog took them because theyre caught. Ill save you as soon as I figure out this process. Zhuo Fan waved his hand.

The fiends were stumped, U-us? Whats that supposed to mean?

Since I cant tell whats happening right now, Ill need more live subjects until I do. You decide who gets to go. Ill soon save you anyway. Zhuo Fan raised an eyebrow.

The fiends faces twitched, cursing, Why the h.e.l.l dont you try it yourself?

I could die, you know, rus.h.i.+ng into the unknown. Zhuo Fan taunted, You take me for a fool? You should die first, humph!

Pff!

Chu Qingcheng giggled at the side. [You dont want to go so youre making others do it. Just like old times, you havent changed one bit.]

The fiends were dumbstruck, And youre saying we are the fools?

Of course not, just that among everyone here, I am the one with sharper eyes and can refine pills and raise barriers. What can you do? Only alive can I save you, while with me gone youll soon follow. That leaves the crucial mission of testing the fog to you. While I wait behind in safety. Zhuo Fan showed his trademark evil smile with an exasperating raise of the eyebrow.

The trio nodded in the end.

[The d.a.m.n kid is a pain, but why must he be so b.l.o.o.d.y right?]

Leaving this place alive would only be possible through him and his expansive wisdom.

The trio resigned themselves. But theyd be d.a.m.ned if theyd be the first to take this r.e.t.a.r.ded option of dying.

Their eyes swiveled to Mystical Heaven Sect, With the fog creeping in and cutting our s.p.a.ce, wholl go first?

They all gulped, shaking their heads like their lives depended on it. It made one wonder which was worse, the fog or the three venerables threat.

Humph, you started this. Our disciples just fell victims and now youre freaking grasping at straws? Get out there and test the fog!

Fiend Yang shouted, Either you do it or I make you!

Fiend Yangs aura exploded, flexing his 4th layer Ethereal Stage cultivation on these hapless Profound Heaven disciples.

[Is this demon taking his anger on us?]

They shook there in their corner, inching back as the fog grew closer while watching the venerables in fear.

They were stuck as to the right course of action.

Please dont force them, seniors. I will go. Shui Ruohua stepped out with dignity, glancing at Zhuo Fan with a plea, We got into this mess and I thank you for coming to our rescue. I only hope my sacrifice will be of help to you and my fellow disciples in leaving here alive.

Zhuo Fan nodded and gave a cold wave of his hand to get to it already.

[Quit dawdling and die already. Ill be sure to watch every second of it.]

Shui Ruohua lamented and sighed. [Hes so cold.] A sinking feeling took hold of her heart.

Chu Qingcheng muttered, Senior sister, should I go instead?

Whatever for? Zhuo Fan frowned his grip harder on her hand.

Sensing his care, Chu Qingchengs heart grew fuzzy, Ive been under senior sisters care ever since I came to Mystical Heaven Sect. Now its my turn to help.

Junior sister, it is my duty as the leader of Mystical Heaven Sects group. I have to do this. Shui Ruohua spoke with conviction and pride.

Zhuo Fans eyes darted from her to Chu Qingcheng, and pointed at Fiend Yang, Neither, you will go!

Screw you, you infatuated sap! Why should I go? Fiend Yang exploded.

Zhuo Fan shrugged, Youre the Ethereal Stage expert here. I feel like wanting to see the fogs effect on one. Will it be the same as the rest or youll put up a fight? Is it toxic fumes or an array? Letting those weaklings go wont get me any answers.

Fiend Yangs heart beat out of his chest, his face miserable, yet no way to retort.

Turning to Fiend Gui and Fiend Yin, they found the walls much more interesting than him.

Mhm, the kid makes sense. You go.

Fiend Yang, your sacrifice is much needed to show us brothers the way.

The two sold him out and Fiend Yang was fuming, You rotten piece of You side with him and leave me to die? This is what I get for having you brothers for centuries.

Venerable Fiend Yang, you wont be dying. Dont you trust me? Zhuo Fan beamed.

Fiend Yang sighed, Rather be safe than sorry, though it hardly makes a difference. If you cant get anything out of my going, youll be following soon enough anyway. Besides, I survived Double Dragon Gathering so I can survive anything!

Fiend Yang walked on with conviction.

The rest admired him. [These demonic cultivators are foul beyond reason, yet quite heroic when the need arises.]

Not like Mystical Heaven Sects disciples, all shying from danger, more scared than a woman.

It was the least respect they could give these foul miscreants.

Whoos.h.!.+

Fiend Yang struck the fog with a palm attack.

The mighty blow boomed into the fog yet had no effect whatsoever.

Fiend Yangs heart tensed, giving the fog enough time to grab him. Just a touch was all it needed and Fiend Yang cried, Zhuo Fan, this is

Whoos.h.!.+

His voice was cut off, and his body was engulfed in front of the shocked audience.

Fiend Yang!

The other two fiends shouted. A powerful expert like Fiend Yang fell just like nothing.

[What the h.e.l.l is this thing?]

Zhuo Fans brows were tight in thought, This fog is not deadly by far, or it wouldnt leave its victim to even make a peep. By the looks of it, Fiend Yang found something. Maybe this thing prevents any sounds from escaping, holding them in place for the mastermind to tie them up.

Its certain that no one inside is dead, just frozen and unable to speak. What matters is how to go in and save them. Fiend Yin continued.

The others rejoiced to learn the fog didnt take lives, though vexed as to how to deal with it.

It all came down to how to cross it without falling prey.

Zhuo Fans gaze drifted, Just what is this odd thing