Heavy Residual, Miss

"Crack!"

This sight almost made Night Wind Centipede's eyeballs explode. His throat felt as if there was a fish bone stuck in it, and his mind went blank. Intense fear rose in his heart.

It's this man who killed Hei Yu with a shovel and tied up the Ancient Demon Emperor with grass rope. At this thought, he had no will to fight anymore, only wanting to escape with his life.

His eyes shifted and his countless little legs tensed up as he suddenly flopped belly up on the ground.

"Hmm?"

"Night Wind Centipede?"

"Night Wind Centipede, what are you doing?"

"What on earth is going on?"

Night Wind Centipede's strange behavior immediately drew reactions from Eagle King and Snake King. The two shouted, but no matter how they yelled, Night Wind Centipede lay motionless on the ground.

But Eagle King and Snake King had no time to worry about him now. They exchanged a glance, then rapidly grew in size into an eagle and a snake as they attacked Yi Feng.

However, when they got within several yards of Yi Feng, their hearts thudded.

They realized they had greatly underestimated this so-called poison, because the other demon spirits who had been able to endure earlier were now rapidly dying, reverting to their true forms and falling to the ground.

And under the effects of this poison, their own power was quickly draining away, not even enough to sustain their enlarged true forms. They soon reverted to their original sizes.

"This..."

"What...what's going on here?"

The two great demon kings' eyes widened as they yelled in panic, but their bodies were completely powerless. They could only lie limply on the ground.

"Damn human, how despicable!"

Eagle King lay on the ground, cursing viciously.

"Quick, call for reinforcements!"

Snake King writhed violently on the ground, the friction peeling his skin.

Eagle King didn't dare delay. Mustering the last bit of strength in his body, he sent out a ray of light and flew away.

Just then, Yi Feng, woken by the commotion, came to.

Seeing this, he was shocked. It hadn't been long, so how were there suddenly so many beasts around?

"My medicine really is amazing!"

Yi Feng couldn't help but praise himself. He had thought it would only repel snakes and bugs, but unexpectedly it had killed a large number of mongooses, pangolins, and more.

"What a waste!"

Seeing the ground covered with corpses, Yi Feng felt somewhat remorseful. But when he saw the snake barely clinging to life on the ground, he couldn't resist.

Licking his lips, he grabbed the snake in one hand.

"I haven't eaten yet recently. Eating nothing but barbecue every day has given me canker sores. I'll make some snake soup to fill my belly and clear the fire!" Yi Feng mumbled to himself. He took a small pot out of his pack, boiled some water, sliced up the snake and tossed it in.

"Snake... Snake King!?"

Eagle King, who had witnessed the whole thing, stared wide-eyed as his companion was cruelly killed. Huge waves of anger and humiliation rose in his heart.

He struggled, trying desperately to mobilize the power in his body to dispel the poison.

Just then, his eyes involuntarily glanced down, and he was so shocked he nearly lost his soul.

Tied to a withered tree by the pond with grass rope was none other than the Ancient Demon Emperor they had racked their brains scheming after!

"Hiss!"

Eagle King suddenly understood.

The man before him was the one who had captured the Ancient Demon Emperor, that hateful and terrifying human.

He couldn't help but tremble all over, shaking violently. At the same time, his fighting spirit vanished entirely. Together with the medicine's effects, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier...

Just then, a voice rang out.

"There's still an eagle here. Dinner will be even better tonight."

This sentence was the final straw that knocked Eagle King out cold.

After a good sleep, the energetic Yi Feng hummed a tune as he started preparing the snake and eagle. As he busied himself, one of Night Wind Centipede's leg claws stirred, then suddenly scurried away out of sight.

"Too scary, too scary!"

On his way here, Night Wind Centipede was still terrified.

Especially when he recalled Eagle King and Snake King's miserable states, he was drenched in cold sweat. He didn't even have time to think about the Ancient Demon Emperor's other treasures. He just wanted to escape these mountains.

But he hadn't gotten far when a ground-shaking, deafening sound came from behind, approaching fast.

It was more than ten other demon kings. They had responded to Eagle King and Snake King's calls for help and gathered all the demons in the Ancient Demon Emperor's domain, rushing to the scene.

Seeing this, Night Wind Centipede's heart lurched and cold sweat poured down him.

If they found out Snake King and Eagle King were dead while he had escaped, wouldn't that mean...

He rolled his eyes...

Gritting his teeth ruthlessly, he shook off two of his legs.

After hesitating a moment, he shook off another, writhing feebly on the ground...

Leopard King, leading the other first-rate demon kings, now saw Night Wind Centipede struggling to crawl on the ground. They immediately came over and solemnly asked, "Night Wind demon spirit, what is... what is going on with you?"

Night Wind Centipede waved his tail, cutting off Leopard King's words.

Under countless eyes, he seemed to use the last of his strength to force out, "Don't... don't ask too much. Check... check it out... Hurry..."

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