The Anarchic Consort (Book 1)

641-645

With a spurious smile, Baili Jia Jue exerted force!

The evil spirit in his hand immediately melted into a pool of dark water!

The evil spirits stared at the scene with disbelief. Sensing an unprecedented danger, they frantically turned to flee.

However!

Baili Jia Jue did not give them the chance to run at all. He strode past those evil spirits and commanded, "Qilin, swallow all of them!"

That was the moment when the evil spirits finally notice Fire Qilin, the mythical beast hidden behind the man.

Their visions shook violently as unknown fear gushed out from their hearts. All of them were desperate to hide from the mythical beast.

However, it was too late.

Fire Qilin had ingested every last one of them just by opening its mouth and swinging its tail. It paced about on its huge paws while chewing on them. Underestimating this man was the last regret for those evil spirits. They growled one after another as they perished, but nothing could change their fate.

"Next..." Baili Jia Jue lifted the corners of his mouth when his gaze fell upon the elder who was shaking uncontrollably, "Your turn."

The elder could no longer hold his appearance due to his fear of Baili Jia Jue, as a result, limbs and claws broke out from the mortal shell. It clawed the ground hysterically in an attempt to flee.

Tap, tap, tap...

The man's footsteps sounded behind him, elegant yet bloodthirsty.

The surrounding necromancers were shocked by the scene as they did not expect that one of the four great elders was actually a demon wearing human skin!

The demon was kicking its hind claws continuously but fine cracks had already formed on the stone path below its front claws. The fissures were spreading at a steady speed, like a trail of dark blood flowing underneath a thin surface of ice.

It could feel chills on his back as if it were falling into hell with no way to break free!

A loud bang sounded!

The cornered demon eventually exploded into tiny bits of flesh and blood, splattering all over the ground.

The ministers were dumbfounded at the sight which left them trembling and unable to recompose themselves.

They had seen way too many unthinkable things in that one night.

In the midst of the rising cold wind, there was a sinister air about the spurious smile on Baili Jia Jue's delicate yet frosty features. Under the moonlight, an enchanting luster reflected off his pure black robe. His figure flashed and in the next moment, he had landed on the rooftop of the opposite building.

The guardians of the Exorcist Tribe were already gone, all that was left was their faint scent and the night hag.

"They sure flee fast," Baili Jia Jue sneered.

The night hag was stupefied when it saw Baili Jia Jue's face. Barely able to believe its own eyes, it spoke with a trembling tone, "My King, you...you're still alive?"

Baili Jia Jue glanced at it with a condescending gaze. He raised a hand effortlessly, which made the night hag spurt out a mouthful of dark blood.

Even so, the night hag did not dare to resist. He continued with a trembling tone, "My King, I really didn't know. I would never have listened to the Exorcist Tribe if I knew that you were still alive... Ugh!" Before it could finish his sentence, an invisible force clamped down on its throat. It tried feeling around its neck while his eyes bulged to the extent of nearly bursting!