The Lord of Slaughter spread his hand: "Let me see the token."
Upon hearing this, Salami hesitated, glancing instinctively at the people around her. The thought of bringing out something so important like this made her feel uneasy.
At this moment, the Lord of Slaughter smiled and said, "What? With your father here, are you worried about anyone trying to take it from us?"
Salami thought about it and realized that with her father's cultivation level, he wouldn't be afraid of any powerful figure in the world.
Furthermore, she brought so many experts with her; it would only be effective if the Demon Lord led all the palace demon envoys over.
Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated. Instead, she focused her energy in her dantian and began to circulate her qi. Gradually, her mouth opened, and a ray of light slowly rose from her body, eventually flying into the air from her mouth.
As the light gradually faded, everyone could see the shape of the object.
It turned out to be a light green key.
It's certainly not an ordinary lock; it's engraved with exquisite runes and faintly shows the fluctuations of an array, clearly indicating that it's used to open some kind of restriction.
The Lord of Slaughter held the key in his hand and said approvingly, "You did a great job!"
Seeing her treasured possessions taken away after many years, Salami felt a little lost, but remembering that the other party was her father, she quickly adjusted her mindset.
The Lord of Slaughter put the key away: "Then let's set off."
Salami beckoned Zaun over: "Donar, what is the current defense status of the demon priests' temple in this world?"
Zuan's heart skipped a beat; it turned out to be the priest's temple of the demon race.
"The Demon Priest Temple is the most sacred place for the Demon Clan throughout history. It is usually guarded by many experts. However, as long as we don't attract the Regent, the other experts are not a concern."
Hearing his answer, Salami nodded in satisfaction: "The regent couldn't possibly be so coincidentally guarding the demon realm. By the time he gets the news and arrives, we'll have already gotten the stuff and fled far away."
Yun Yuqing and Sorenshi exchanged a glance, never expecting that the priest's temple would contain such important items of demons. Why had the high-ranking demons of all generations never discovered it?
Then, Salami looked at her father's massive figure and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Father, your current form is too conspicuous. Why don't you transform into human form first? That way, you won't cause a commotion beforehand."
As she spoke, she covered her head with her sleeve. When she lowered it, her dinosaur-like head had disappeared, replaced by a beautiful face.
Although her face was covered by a veil, judging from her exposed eyebrows and eyes, she was definitely an outstanding beauty.
Mogad looked at her with infatuation, and even Jiang Luofu and the other women couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.
This woman is even more beautiful than I imagined. That kid from Zuan thought she was ugly.
They all stared at Zu'an curiously, wanting to see his expression.
To everyone's surprise, he remained calm and composed, as if he didn't care at all.
Only Pei Mianman stared intently at the Lord of Slaughter, feeling somewhat nervous. If her prediction was correct, things were likely to get complicated.
At this moment, the Lord of Slaughter laughed and said, "What my daughter said is very true. This appearance is too ostentatious."
As he spoke, his massive body transformed into a burly middle-aged man.
His face was covered in a thick beard, and his particularly bushy, hard eyebrows and sharp eyes gave him a menacing aura.
"Father is indeed domineering." Seeing her father's former appearance, Salami was even more delighted.
Pei Mianman's lips parted slightly, and she subconsciously glanced at Zu An, wondering if her previous guess was wrong.
Mogard stepped forward and bowed, saying, "This place is far from the Demon Priest Temple. I have been communicating with some creatures in this world these days and can provide everyone with mounts. My lord, please take this opportunity to recuperate."
The Lord of Slaughter hummed in agreement: "Brother Mo is indeed very thoughtful."
Having received permission, Moghad rose and let out a series of sharp whistles towards the horizon.
Soon, several huge black shadows flew over from a distance. Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that they were giant eagles, each about ten feet long. The eagles stirred up a flurry of snowflakes as they landed.
They prostrated themselves before Mogard, their feathers trembling slightly, clearly showing their fear and submission.
The women's faces were somewhat grim. They knew that these giant eagles were extremely powerful and ferocious beasts in this world, and countless cultivators had perished under their claws. They never expected that these demons could command them with just a whistle.
Next, the Lord of Slaughter and Salami rode together in one vehicle, Zaun and the women rode together in another, the True Demon Elders rode together in one, and Morgad and his other subordinates rode in the remaining vehicles to protect them, creating a subtle impression of surrounding Zaun and the True Demon Elders.
Numerous giant eagles soared into the sky and flew directly towards the demon race.
In the sky, Pei Mianman looked at Zu'an not far away, hesitated for a moment, wanting to ask the question in her heart, but was also worried about being discovered by the Lord of Slaughter.
Just as she was struggling with her decision, Salami suddenly lightly touched the ground with her toes and flew directly onto the back of the giant eagle.
Her haughty gaze swept over the women as if they were ants, but when her eyes fell on Pei Mianman's chest, she almost choked.
Could this woman be a cow spirit in disguise?
She casually withdrew her gaze, walked over to Zaun's side, and said with a smile, "Donal, I really have to thank you this time."
Seeing that the two were almost touching shoulders, Morgad, in the distance, was practically grinding his back teeth to powder.
Rage from Morgard: +444 +444 +444...
Zuan calmly replied, "That's only right."
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