"Chang Qing? You're actually the first to arrive!"
The Little Peng King raised an eyebrow, revealing an expression of surprise.
If the first person was Su Changqing, it would be understandable, but he didn't expect it to be an unknown member of the Human Race.
"I just calculated a path that was more favorable to me."
As he spoke, Chang Qing casually tossed the Guiding Talisman aside, his expression slightly cold as he said,
"It seems that besides me, no one else from the Human Race is coming?"
Along his journey, Chang Qing encountered only three or five fierce beasts because the path he calculated was the quickest and safest.
But, because of this, he discovered something amiss with the Guiding Talisman and guessed some of the Demon Race's plans.
"What do you mean?" The Little Peng King's brow furrowed tightly.
"You don't know?"
Chang Qing was momentarily taken aback, then spoke with a half-smile,
"Your Demon Race tampered with the Guiding Talisman; my fellow disciples are probably being ambushed by your Demon Race now."
After speaking, Chang Qing shook his head, not bothering further.
He had already informed Su Changqing and the Peak Masters of the Little Immortal Sect about the anomalies in the Guiding Talisman through a Teleportation Talisman.
Outside the Celestial Demon Pool, there are array protections. Once you enter the Celestial Demon Pool, you cannot make a move.
All he could do now was wait for the news to arrive...
Meanwhile, the Little Peng King's expression darkened noticeably.
He glanced at Chang Qing, then sat cross-legged in front of the Celestial Demon Pool, his face ashen, waiting for someone to arrive.
...
At the edge of the Dragon Bone Mountain Range.
Miao Ba and several Peak Masters were quietly waiting.
From their height and viewpoint, they could vaguely see some scenes in front of the Celestial Demon Pool.
Seeing Chang Qing unexpectedly as the first to arrive, a faint smile appeared on everyone's faces.
An auspicious start, indicating a big chance for them to win several spots in the Celestial Demon Pool.
However, before they could rejoice for long, news from Chang Qing suddenly arrived.
Upon seeing the transmitted news, Miao Ba and the Peak Masters immediately became furious.
"How bold!"
Glaring at the Great Peng King, Miao Ba angrily shouted, "Great Peng King, despite being an illustrious Demon King, you're cheating?"
"Let me tell you, if anything happens to my Little Immortal Sect's people, Domain Master Su Nan will surely seek justice from your Great Peng Clan!"
If his strength was sufficient, Miao Ba would have already taken action.
But the opposing Demon Race's strength was too formidable; not to mention the clan leaders of those divine apes, the Great Peng King alone could crush them.
That was a Demon King capable of arm-wrestling with Su Nan.
"Cheating?"
The Great Peng King slightly lifted his eyelids and said indifferently, "Didn't Su Nan tell you, 'the victor becomes the king, the loser the consort'?"
"In combat among equals, strategy is also part of one's strength. If you lose, don't blame others."
Upon hearing this, Miao Ba was filled with rage, especially thinking about his own daughter being inside, making it hard to restrain himself.
The aura of a quasi-emperor surged to the sky, a bronze long knife gripped in his hand.
"Sect Leader, calm down, we are not their match if we fight now."
At this moment, Peak Master Kun Wu held back Miao Ba, saying telepathically,
"Invite the Domain Master over; if Domain Master Su doesn't come, we can't suppress them."
Hearing this, Miao Ba took a deep breath, suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and promptly sent a message to Su Nan.
At the same time, he clearly explained the Demon Race's cheating and the current situation.
Soon, Su Nan's message arrived, with just two simple words.
"Wait for me!"
...
As time passed, more and more Demon Races gathered in front of the Celestial Demon Pool.
And each returning Demon Race team had with them a Little Immortal Sect disciple covered in blood and in terrible condition.
"A bunch of shameless people! You actually cheated!"
"Despicable Demon Race, dare to let me go, face me one-on-one until death!"
"Bastards, pulling dirty tricks, just wait until we get out..."
Mo Xiong, Lin Yuan, and other Little Immortal Sect disciples, each with broken limbs and drenched in blood.
But they felt no fear, only boundless anger, and shouted loudly.
Listening, the Little Peng King's face grew increasingly sullen.
While other Demon Races burst into laughter, Kuang Yuan stepped forward two steps, grabbed Mo Xiong by the hair, and delivered a hard slap.
"Despicable? Shameless? Haven't you heard of the ruse in warfare?"
"You still want to go back alive? Haha, just wait for us to lure Su Changqing, then we'll send you all off together!"
Hearing Mo Xiong's words, the faces of the Little Immortal Sect disciples changed instantly.
It turns out, these Demon Races captured them not to negotiate with the Little Immortal Sect, but to use them as bait?
"Kuang Yuan, right?"
Mo Xiong turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, grinning fiercely,
"Chased like a stray dog by Senior Brother Changqing, you can only handle him this way,"
"If you have the guts, kill us, and let's see if Senior Brother Changqing spares you in the future!"
Mo Xiong's words instantly stung Kuang Yuan, who, without any nonsense, grabbed Mo Xiong and gave him a ruthless beating.
And the Lingxi clan, whose prince was beheaded by Su Changqing, vented their anger on these humans even more.
For a moment, the sound of miserable groans echoed throughout the Celestial Demon Pool.
Witnessing this scene, Xuan Qingzi inside the Celestial Demon Pool, and Miao Ba and others outside Dragonbone Mountain Range, had faces as grim as could be.
As time passed, except for the escaping Wu Yong and Miao Feng, the remaining humans were completely annihilated.
You Lin smiled at the sight, "Let's first decide who enters the Celestial Demon Pool. Su Changqing is sure to come."
As he spoke, he glanced at Xuan Qingzi within the Celestial Demon Pool and chuckled lightly:
"Send a message to Su Changqing, we'll wait for him for just one day. If he doesn't come after a day, then let his peers collect the corpses."
With those words, You Lin stepped forward toward the Celestial Demon Pool.
However, the Little Peng King, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the Celestial Demon Pool, blocked You Lin's path.
"This year, the Celestial Demon Pool is not your turn," Little Peng King said coldly.
"Peng brother, you..."
You Lin's expression changed, but before he could say more, the Little Peng King had already shouted sternly,
"Scram!"
"If it weren't for the sake of the Nether Python clan, I would have cut you down today!"
Even though the Little Peng King was unaware of today's conspiracy and did not partake in it,
the insults from those humans still made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
As proud as he was, when had he ever resorted to such petty acts!
You Lin's face turned alternately pale and green, but seeing the suppressed murderous intent in the Little Peng King's eyes, he still temporarily retreated to the side.
The other demons exchanged glances and didn't dare to speak.
The previously selected participants silently stepped into the Celestial Demon Pool at this moment.
In just a moment, there were already thirty-nine people in the Celestial Demon Pool; they were only one person short of fully activating the Celestial Demon Pool.
The Little Peng King remained indifferent, sitting cross-legged in front of the Celestial Demon Pool, awaiting Su Changqing's arrival.
At this moment, it wasn't only him.
Wu Yong and Miao Feng, hidden in the shadows, anxiously sent messages, informing Su Changqing of the current situation here.
Meanwhile, Fa Ming, who hid far away for fear of being discovered, was also waiting anxiously.
"Where on earth has this guy gone, the Celestial Demon Pool is not an easy place to make a move..."
Fa Ming's expression was uncertain as he looked up at the outside world, his aura becoming even more cautiously concealed.
...
Just when everyone was waiting for Su Changqing, he was climbing to the peak of that dragon's head.
"Luckily, there's this sky-covering array, or I'd have died countless times already."
On top of the enormous dragon's head, Su Changqing looked at the surrounding densely packed fierce beasts, feeling a tingling on his scalp.
He had originally planned to leave, but suddenly noticed a faint light flickering at the heavenly spirit of the dragon's head.
It must be noted, the place was shrouded in red mist, and visibility was limited beyond a hundred meters.
However, the light from the dragon's head's heavenly spirit could penetrate the blood mist, even someone with no knowledge knew there must be a treasure.
Moreover, this was rumored to be the skull of a dragon, how could it be ordinary?
After struggling repeatedly, Su Changqing decided to go up and take a look.
With the sky-covering array and shifting array at hand, even in the face of danger, he could escape instantly.
"What exactly is it?"
With some curiosity and anticipation, Su Changqing arrived at the heavenly spirit of the dragon's head, staring intently.
He saw dragon-shaped runes, as if coming to life, moving from the dragon's forehead.
And at the center of these dragon-shaped runes was a pitch-black, neither iron nor wood, token embedded firmly in the dragon's forehead.
Seeing this, Su Changqing hesitated for a moment, tentatively reaching out to grab it. After seeing no change around, he pulled with all his might.
No matter how hard he tried, the token wouldn't budge an inch.
"Forget it, it should be something left for the demon race."
Thinking this, Su Changqing's gaze once again fell on the moving dragon-shaped runes.
Strangely enough, he didn't recognize these dragon-shaped runes, but upon looking, a natural understanding surged in his mind.
"Dragon Language Curse?"
Su Changqing's face showed an expression of interest as he looked at the runes with bright eyes.
Bit by bit, comprehension continued to emerge, and Su Changqing's eyes shone increasingly brighter.
As the first rune was understood, the moving dragon pattern seemed to come alive, merging into his forehead.
In just half a day, all those dragon-shaped runes were absorbed by Su Changqing.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a clear, ear-piercing cracking sound rang out in the silent forest.
Su Changqing's scalp tingled, staring intently, only to see the previously firmly embedded token in the dragon's forehead, slowly dislodging.
Before long, the token floated into the air and then transformed into a rainbow, falling into Su Changqing's forehead.
"Roar!"
At the moment the token disappeared, countless fierce beasts that had been sleeping around instantly awoke.
The terrifying roar echoed throughout the Dragonbone Mountain Range.
Some towering, boundless gigantic fierce beasts had already stood up, and their eyes, filled with mad killing intent, were focused on Su Changqing.
"This is bad!"
Su Changqing's scalp tingled, instinctively wanting to pull out the shifting array to escape.
Yet, inexplicably, as if guided by some spirit, he slowly opened his mouth, and ancient, complicated syllables resounded through the heavens and earth.
Amidst these special, chant-like sounds, the previously furious and terrifying fierce beasts became bizarrely calm.
Seeing this, Su Changqing's eyes instantly brightened,
"Could it be that the Dragon Language Curse can control these fierce beasts?"