Wu Yangxuan squinted into the distance. The original plan was unfeasible due to the scene before him, and he was also deeply shocked.
He had initially thought those people were ordinary, but he realized he was mistaken.
As he pondered, another plan began to form in his mind.
"Damn it! With this, our plan is ruined! Forget about the Demonic Token, I can't even get my hands on that beautiful woman in red. Curse them, why didn't the Six of Yinshan kill all these people! My entire plan is ruined!"
Wu Yanghao cursed loudly. Regardless of how the woman in red looked, to him, she was just a pretty face.
"Brother, don't fret. Although the Six of Yinshan didn't kill everyone, we will definitely snatch the Demonic Token."
Wu Yangfeng appeared confident.
Wu Yanghao looked at her, "Little sister, do you have another way?"
Wu Yangfeng, with a smug expression, didn't keep him in suspense and directly said, "Naturally. Brother, Second Brother, look, who is that?"
Wu Yanghao and Wu Yangxuan turned to look in the direction Wu Yangfeng pointed.
The three of them saw two women walking towards them.
Wu Yangxuan showed no particular expression, but Wu Yanghao smiled, "Isn't that the Saintess of the Wu Yin Lower Tribe, Atawumeng, who left many years ago? The beauty accompanying her, I don't recognize her, but she's quite pretty too."
Greed flickered in Wu Yanghao's eyes.
"Brother, Second Brother, you don't know, but the Saintess of the Wu Yin Lower Tribe, Atawumeng, and the woman accompanying her are all in league with those people."
Wu Yangfeng stopped speaking at this point.
Wu Yanghao was bewildered, but Wu Yangxuan immediately understood, "Little sister's plan is worth a try. Brother, the next step is up to you. Go."
Wu Yangxuan nudged Wu Yanghao, his intention clear.
Although Wu Yanghao harbored doubts, under the signals from Wu Yangxuan and Wu Yangfeng, he stood up and walked back, blocking the path of Lu Zhu and Luolayata, who were looking for someone.
"Saintess, long time no see. Oh, and this little beauty, where are you from? Are you perhaps looking for me, brother? Come, come, let your brother hug you..."
At the same time.
Over by Gu Qianying and the others.
Nangong Mo, holding Gu Qianying's hand, introduced her to the Six of Yinshan, "She is my wife."
The Six of Yinshan glanced at Gu Qianying in unison, then spoke in unison, "We pay our respects to the Empress."
Chapter 393
Their voices were loud, and their kneeling posture was respectful.
The Sixth Prince, Nangong Li, finally dared to step out, standing between Gu Qianying and Nangong Mo.
"So they're our people. Which one of you six almost blew this prince to death with lightning just now? Come, come, stand up, let this prince get a good look!"
Nangong Li gritted his teeth and rubbed his palms.
Since they were their people, Du Chun also temporarily let down his guard.
He walked over and flicked Nangong Li on the head, "Shut up. I don't even know who was clinging to your Ninth Imperial Uncle, scared to show their face behind someone else."
The atmosphere lightened, and Du Chun began to tease Nangong Li.
The two bickered and played, creating a lively scene.
Recalling the demonic power, Gu Qianying returned to her original appearance.
"Why are you lingering here? I remember that a thousand years ago, the six of you were well-behaved in the Immortal Realm, and your appearances were not like this."
Looking at the unusually strange appearances of the Six of Yinshan.
Nangong Mo was somewhat surprised.
"This is a long story..."
Zi Chi, who was accustomed to taking the lead, recounted all their experiences over the years, explaining why the Six of Yinshan had fallen into such a sorry state a thousand years ago.
It turned out that after Emperor Lian descended to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation, the ambitious High Immortals in the Immortal Realm who coveted the throne became restless.
During this period, some immortals even colluded with people from the Demonic Realm, causing havoc in the Immortal Realm.
This led to widespread suffering and the Immortal Realm losing its former glory.
The Demonic Realm, on the other hand, soared to prominence. Not only did it absorb many immortals who could no longer establish themselves in the Immortal Realm, but it also used despicable means to force many High Immortals to leave the Immortal Realm and enter the Demonic Realm.
The Six Spirit Beasts were also framed and became targets for all the High Immortals in the Immortal Realm to hunt and kill.
After a great battle, their physical bodies were destroyed, and their souls were taken away by the suddenly appearing Evil Emperor.
The Evil Emperor then used the evil spiritual energy of the world to purify the Six of them. They were indeed reborn through demonic means and could be considered the Six Sons of the Demon.
"So, your mission is to stay here and guard the Demonic Token?"
After listening to the experiences recounted by the Six of Yinshan, Gu Qianying spoke in a clear and cold voice.
At this moment, the Six of Yinshan had already stood up. The six of them nodded.
"The Demonic Token is an item of the Evil Emperor of the Demonic Realm. He could have taken it directly. Why leave it here for you to guard day after day? Are you waiting for someone here?"
Gu Qianying felt that something was amiss.
Nangong Mo looked at her, sharing the same thought.
"We don't know. We haven't received any other orders from the Evil Emperor. We only need to guard the Demonic Token here."
The Six of Yinshan all shook their heads, indicating they did not know.
Seeing the sincere expressions on each of the Six of Yinshan.
Gu Qianying withdrew her gaze, remaining silent.
It seemed the Evil Emperor did not trust the Six of Yinshan and merely treated them as disposable pawns.
It appeared that no useful information could be extracted from the mouths of these six.
Changing the subject, Gu Qianying began to inquire.
"Where is the Flood Dragon? Is he in league with you?"
"Reporting to the Empress, there is indeed a Flood Dragon in our Yinshan, but we are not on the same path as him. Our mission is to guard the Demonic Token, while his primary goal is to seize it."
"He has been guarding here for a long time. He has attacked several times, and we have fought him to the death. Both sides have suffered heavy casualties, and to this day, he has not succeeded in seizing the Demonic Token."
As Zi Chi finished speaking.
Suddenly, the ground shook, and roars echoed from afar.
Several layers of mud surged from the foot of the cliff, forming mud waves thousands of feet high, which swept in with the wind.
A giant dragon, following the upper layer of the mud, swung its massive claws and attacked head-on.
"Heaven truly aids me! The Six of Yinshan are all injured, the Demonic Token is mine!"
The Flood Dragon roared, its voice like thunder, echoing in all directions.
"Ugh..."
Three of the Six of Yinshan, due to their injuries, reacted too slowly and were all submerged beneath the layers of mud.
The remaining three fled in different directions.
One of them, Zi Wang, failed to evade the attack of the Flood Dragon's giant claws. He was directly grabbed by the Flood Dragon, smashed violently onto the ground, and his entire body seemed to have shattered.
"Wife, quickly!"
In the critical moment, Nangong Mo's priority was still to protect Gu Qianying.
He embraced Gu Qianying's waist and leaped into the air.
The layers of mud surging towards them brushed past the two of them, not touching them at all.
The giant Flood Dragon weaved back and forth above their heads, circling above them.
At this moment, Du Chun and Nangong Li had no time to dodge. In the blink of an eye, both of them were submerged by the mud.