Hearing her originally gentle and elegant voice now tinged with a hint of coquetry, Zu An couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart. He kissed her cheek and asked, "By the way, I haven't found any trace of the glass hairpin flower near the imperial mausoleum these past few days. Is there really any record of glass hairpin flowers near the imperial mausoleum from the demon race?"
He searched the imperial tombs thoroughly these days, but could not find the glass hairpin.
“I remember there is one, but I don’t know exactly where it is.” The saintess looked apologetic. “I came to find you in a hurry this time, so I forgot to ask about the relevant information.”
"Then I guess I haven't found it yet." Zuan fell into deep thought. Now that he was under the nose of the Lord of Slaughter, he didn't dare to search around recklessly. The imperial tomb was so large that it couldn't be explored in a short time.
Moreover, if the glass hairpin is not inside the imperial mausoleum but outside, he has no chance to go out and look for it now.
Just then, a pair of soft, fragrant lips pressed against his. Feeling the unspoken longing in the other's eyes, Zu An was ignited. The two quickly embraced, forgetting everything else and focusing only on their desire for each other's bodies.
Zuan also specially set up a soundproof barrier around them, otherwise, when the two were deeply in love, not only would the powerful Lord of Slaughter notice, but the other demon leaders would also notice the abnormality.
Noticing his behavior, the saintess blushed even more and bit his shoulder hard: "It's all your fault."
A smile appeared on Zuan's face: "Who would have known that the saintly and dignified woman in everyone's mind would have such a side?"
"You're so naughty~" the saintess murmured, wrapping her arms around his neck, and the two became completely one.
The various pleasures are too numerous to describe to outsiders...
The next day, Zuan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up: "Something's not right!"
"What's wrong?" The saintess pressed herself against him from the side, her infinitely perfect figure exposed to the air.
"Something's not right outside." Zu'an quickly dressed.
"Something's not right," the saintess asked as she dressed.
"It's too quiet." Zuan hurriedly removed the soundproofing array, listened carefully for a while, and said in a deep voice.
It should be noted that there are still many demon armies outside the imperial tomb. Although their scale is far smaller than the main force of demons, there are still quite a few guarding the Lord of Slaughter.
Just then, a terrifying roar rang out: "The situation has changed! Assemble immediately!"
“The voice of the Lord of Slaughter,” Zaun said to the Holy Maiden. “Hide yourself and don’t wander around for the time being.”
Hearing the terrifying roar, the saintess's originally rosy cheeks turned pale: "Be careful."
Zuan nodded, quickly dressed, and hurried outside, gradually transforming into the demon leader he had been before as he walked.
Seeing his transformation, the saintess couldn't help but show a hint of amazement in her eyes.
When Zu'an arrived at the main hall, he found that most of the demon leaders had already gathered there, all staring blankly at the Lord of Slaughter at the head of the hall.
The Lord of Slaughter was furious, and it was unclear why.
"My lord, what exactly happened..." a great demon in the front row asked tentatively.
These days, Zaun has learned of his identity: the Twisted Demon, one of the eighteen infamous demon generals in the demon world.
Aside from the three special giants—the Lord of Slaughter, the Lord of Demons, and the King of Immorality—the remaining eighteen great demon generals hold the highest status and possess the strongest power in the demon world.
"The Lord of Demons has already come knocking on our door." The Lord of Slaughter's expression was grave.
"What?" The Twisted Demon was taken aback, then overjoyed. "He's here so quickly! That's perfect! We can take advantage of our home ground and mobilize the army outside to suppress him!"
The Lord of Slaughter's face was extremely grim: "The army outside is gone."
The many demons present were completely dumbfounded: "???"
How could so many troops have disappeared overnight without them noticing anything unusual?
Zuan secretly admired him; as expected of the Lord of Slaughter, his perception was even more acute than Zuan's.
He could only sense that the military camps outside were unusually quiet; the other side was certain that all those troops were gone.
But how exactly did the Lord of Demons manage to do that?
You have to understand that the army already had strong combat capabilities, and it was the most elite army around the Lord of Slaughter. How did the enemy manage to wipe it out without a sound overnight?
Some of the demon leaders also asked this question, they couldn't believe that their subordinates had died so easily.
The Lord of Slaughter said coldly, "It seems that the Plague Demon Lord has also betrayed us."
A thought struck Zuan: Plague Lord?
He later dealt with the other party, whose direct combat ability was not particularly strong, but whose plague ability was indeed very powerful in large-scale battles.
His destructive power is probably unmatched by many people who are far stronger than him.
Upon hearing the name of the Plague Demon Lord, many demons in the arena gasped in shock.
If it were him, he certainly had the ability to render all the armies incapable of fighting overnight.
Of course, if these military commanders hadn't been absent, leaving the outside army without command, even the Plague Demon Lord probably wouldn't have been able to accomplish all this so easily.
Unfortunately, they dared not say any of this, since it was the Lord of Slaughter's idea to gather them here.
The Lord of Slaughter is known for his stubbornness and will not listen to any dissenting opinions.
Just then, a soft, feminine voice came from outside: "My lord, I have urgent business to discuss with you."
The sound, though not loud, resounded clearly throughout the imperial mausoleum, sending chills down the spines of many demons.
The Lord of Demons has arrived!
The Lord of Slaughter's expression changed slightly. He gave a wink to the many demon leaders in the imperial tomb, signaling them to proceed according to the original plan.
Numerous demons hid in the shadows and lay in ambush, only then did the Lord of Slaughter turn his gaze towards the gate:
"Come in!"
Soon the gate opened, and the sunlight shone in, adding a touch of life to the somber imperial tomb.
Leading the way was naturally the Lord of Demons, followed by a large group of demons.
He recognized all the Zaun members closest to him. He had dealt with the War Priest on his right several times, and the Shadow Demon King on his left was also a formidable character. Zaun had been deeply impressed by the Shadow Demon King's strength back in the Sealed Land.
Clearly, among the powerful figures under the Demon Lord's command, the Shadow Demon King and the War Priest are the strongest.
The others were also people I encountered in later generations: the Fetal Mother Demon Worm, the Death Controller, Iron Fist Locke, the Scorpion King, the Shadow Demon of Fear, the Ten Thousand-Legged Venerable, the Plague Demon Lord, and the Doomsday Wraith...
Almost every one of them had fought in later generations, but it was unexpected that in this era they were all subordinates of the Demon Lord.
Seeing their expressions, the Lord of Slaughter also looked solemn: "I didn't expect that more than half of the eighteen great demon generals would have submitted to you."
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