Great Demon King

Somewhere in the northwest of the Pandemonium was a wild mountainous region. There, Han Hao, Han Tu, Han Jin, and Han Mu were undertaking construction work under the ground.

They had bored a large number of narrow, intertwining tunnels connecting more than a thousand big and small chambers at five hundred feet underground. Three of the mountains above them had their contents hollowed out and carved into enormous, spacious stoned chambers. However, there was no lighting, furniture, or electricity installed and none inhabited those spaces.

“Elder Brother, we are so exhausted. We have dug out one underground palace and three mountains – that was a really arduous project!” said Earth Elite Zombie whose face had taken on a mud-yellow shade. Perhaps it had something to do with him having used up most of his energy.

Metal Elite Zombie was in similar conditions. The originally golden armor on his body had turned dull and he looked very tired.

In the underground palace where only his brothers were around, Han Hao’s callous face went much softer than usual. He raised a brow before fishing out a rock that resembled dried mud and a shiny, jade-like rock with lights flowing within, and presented them to Han Tu and Han Jin.

As soon as Han Tu and Han Jin saw the two items, their eyes lit up like spotlights. Simultaneously, they bluntly snatched the items from Han Hao’s hands.

The unremarkable yellowish stone began to release a great amount of the Yuan Energy of Earth as soon as Han Tu grabbed it, as though it was dissolving into his hand. Weariness gradually lifted from Han Tu’s face and his eyes were once again glowing with energy.

Han Jin, meanwhile, was rapidly munching down the jade-like stone, crushing it with his teeth and swallowing it. After eating the stone, Han Jin put on a bright smile and asked, “Elder Brother, where did you find these treasures? I have traversed countless mountains and valleys but I never had the luck to find an Emperor Claystone or a Goldjade Stone. They are the most nutritious essences of Earth and Metal!”

“I got them by robbing,” answered Han Hao calmly.

“Hehe, Eldest Brother is indeed the best. Being able to burn, kill, and loot every day, that must be fun!” remarked Han Tu in his foolish smile.

The five ‘snowmen’, sitting cross-legged, had their eyes closed as they silently absorbed the cold air blowing from the Frostcavern. Suddenly, one of them opened their eyes. He saw that a shadow of indefinite shape was moving with the wind before it disappeared.

At first, the person thought that it was just his imagination playing tricks on him. But after taking a moment to sense the environment, he was shocked to discover that there were a few breezes of air blowing towards the Frostcavern. Cracking noises sounded from his head to toe as he started thawing his frozen body. He cried, “Oh no! We have an intruder in the cave! The wind should constantly blow outwards from the Frostcavern but just then, the wind moved in the opposite direction for a split second. Someone must have entered the Frostcavern at a high speed!”

The faces of the other four highgods also jolted and cracking noises also started sounding from their bodies. One of them asked in panic, “What should we do?”

“What else should we do? Inform His Lordship, of course! The Lord should still be cultivating in the ice. If he cannot come out from the ice in time, he could be in danger!” replied the person before hastily charging into the Frostcavern.

“Stay where you are!” a chilling voice suddenly sounded from the Frostcavern.

The five immediately halted their hasty footsteps when they heard the command and stared blankly at the person who discovered the intruder. The person was stunned for a moment before he returned to his spot and sat cross-legged on the ground. He said to his comrades, “The Lord has spoken. He is not in danger and we have nothing to worry about.”

His comrades nodded and also returned to their seats. One of them asked, “Ansett, do you have any idea who this visitor is?”

Ansett, the one who noticed the intruder, shook his head before he answered, “I did not sense any aura that I’m familiar with. He should be an expert on the same level as His Lordship. There are only a few of them in the Fringe. Lord Salas and Logue used to come here often. Could it be one of them?”

“I doubt it,” replied Ansett’s comrade, “They had always visited our Lord openly. Besides, Salas left the Fringe long ago and there is still no news of him. As for Logue, I heard he had a disagreement with our Sovereign recently, so I don’t think that it would be him.”

The five of them could not hear the conversation in the Frostcavern, giving them no clue of who the mysterious visitor could be.

Hours later, a faint shadow shot out from the Frostcavern in an instant and rapidly vanished into the horizon.

The five of them had been waiting for the visitor to leave so they had a chance at finding out who he was. Although they had used their full observation power, they were still unable to determine the person’s identity.

“It’s definitely not Sovereign Logue or Salas. Otherwise, instead of absolutely nothing, they would have left at least a slight trace of the elements of death or lightning in the atmosphere,” remarked Ansett long after the visitor left.

“Then who could it be?” one of the highgods was puzzled.

“The person’s silhouette seemed majestic and the air behind him stirred a trace of sinister aura. It felt rather similar to that someone who had recently thrust himself into the limelight,” remarked Ansett after thinking in silence for a moment.

“You mean, the one from the Pandemonium?” All four of Andre’s comrades cried out simultaneously with amazement.

“Ahem!” a disapproving sound suddenly came from the Frostcavern.

The five of them were jolted and terrified. They immediately shut their mouths tight, not continuing their chit-chat.