The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 323: Chapter 323: Thousand Faces Demon Monarch in Danger, Brother Flathead to the Rescue
 

The sky was enveloped in darkness.

The moon tonight was obscured, and countless stars were invisible as if blanketed by a black layer, quite strange indeed.

“Alas, such a hard life!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch maintained his white cloud form, muttering to himself.

A few days ago, he had received ten Bloodline Purifying Pills as an advance reward from Ye Feng, and with the addition of several types of Demon General Level Spirit Blood, he successfully broke through to the limit of a Lower Rank Demon General.

With sufficient opportunity, he could go even further.

“If it weren’t for being sent out on a mission, I could be looking for a chance to break through to Middle Rank Demon General right now.”

“But on the other hand, if I didn’t go on missions, I wouldn’t be able to get the Bloodline Purifying Pills and Spirit Blood.”

“Ah, such a contradiction!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch continued to mutter.

At this moment, he arrived in a place thousands of miles away from Misty Sect and found that this area was only two thousand miles from Southern River Lake.

“Tsk tsk, heard Southern River Lake is also known as Inland Sea, rich in resources. Wonder if there’s any Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures I could snatch.”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch chuckled hehe.

“Eh, what’s this?”

Suddenly, he noticed a mountain range below that was perennially shrouded in mist, obscuring the view of the interior.

“Got to go down and check, what a hassle.”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch muttered.

He transformed into a bird, flapping his wings and flew down, searching within these mountains that stretched for hundreds of miles.

An hour later.

He found an ancient and massive Demon-locking Tower in a beautifully scenic valley.

“Roar!”

From time to time, deafening roars emanated from the tower, carrying a heavy oppressive force—it was a Lower Rank Demon General being suppressed.

“This is my first encounter with a Demon-locking Tower that suppresses a Demon General. Need to make a note of this.”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, now a tiny figure, took out a paper and pen and started sketching on a miniaturized drawing.

Then, he felt a chilling sensation.

Whirling around, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch saw a black-robed figure wearing a mask standing not far away, staring at him with a cold gaze.

If Li Hanshao and Wu De were here, they would recognize this man.

He was the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector!

“Where did you come from, you little thing, daring to gather information on Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect’s territory? Die!”

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector burst forth with the aura of the Fourth Layer of Element Gathering Realm, reaching out with a hand intending to pinch the tiny person the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch had become.

“Dare call me small?”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch became angry, his aura at the peak of Lower Rank Demon General exploded forth, his body expanded, transforming into a ten-meter-tall giant, and he punched the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector flying.

“Dharma Aspect Golden Body?”

The pupils of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector constricted.

“That’s right, your grandpa has cultivated a Dharma Aspect. If you dare to move against me again, I’ll grab you like a little chick and carry you out,” the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch chuckled with a very arrogant tone.

“Just a Lower Rank Demon General at peak, courting death!”

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector was not so easily fooled.

The reason he was sent flying just now was purely because he had not anticipated that the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch could change size at will.

But now, he struck with full force, his palm descending like a clap, golden energy surged from his fingertips, forming a giant net that covered dozens of meters and ensnared the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch.

“So fierce, what a freak!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch was frightened on the spot, shrinking instantly and turning into a wisp of white smoke, slipping through the net.

Next, he burrowed underground, turned into an earthworm, and made a swift getaway, with speed that astounded the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector.

“What kind of Demonic Beast is this?”

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector took out a golden talisman paper, slapped it on his chest, and also delved underground, in hot pursuit.

“It’s all over!”

Seeing that the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector’s methods were endless, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch hurriedly sped up and quietly sent a distress signal to Ye Feng through Spirit Beast Pavilion.

On the summit of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng was pulling an all-nighter reading a book.

This was the novel he had obtained from invoking a small daily wish, fully thirty volumes that told the story of a young man who traveled to another world, awakened the talent of a Dragon Soul, and then became an invincible force.

“Good, this is so thrilling!”

Ye Feng chuckled with glee.

After nearly a year since he had time-traveled, he was once again able to read these books, which he found very joyful and comforting.

“Sect Leader, save me!”

Suddenly, Ye Feng heard a cry for help from the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch.

“Just a few days out and already in trouble, really can’t let one rest easy.” Ye Feng closed the book, ready to set out to the rescue.

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But at this moment, the system prompt sounded.

“Ding, Brother Flathead has accepted the middle-rank difficulty mission ‘Rescue Thousand Faces Demon Monarch’, heading to the scene.”

Ye Feng turned his head and saw Brother Flathead holding a wooden comb, wearing a brand-new combat suit with some defensive capabilities, and “whooshing” off toward the east.

“Since Brother Flathead has taken the mission, I don’t need to make a move.”

Ye Feng took out the Heaven-Asking Mirror and began to watch the battle.

Underground.

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch fled as fast as he could.

“Freak, don’t come any closer!” he looked back and roared at the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector.

“Die for me!” The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector looked at the earthworm form the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch had taken, his gaze growing colder as if looking at a dead man.

“Damn it!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch cursed and leaped from the ground, transforming into a human and frantically running across the surface.

But realizing he wasn’t fast enough, he quickly changed into a cheetah, and his speed soared.

However, with the Earth-escape Talisman, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector was even faster and gradually narrowed the distance between them.

“Damn it!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, on the brink of mental collapse, transformed into a large ant with six legs.

Then he turned into a spider with eight legs.

In the end, he simply became a centipede, all legs, moving incredibly fast, and gradually pulling away.

“Hahaha, you can’t outrun me, can you?”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch taunted loudly.

“If caught by this protector, I will tear you to pieces!” The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector also started cursing, continuously hurling insults.

Thud!

Suddenly, the overconfident Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, running too fast to make a turn, crashed head-first into a cliff ahead.

A large number of rocks shattered, and the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch rubbed his swelling head, gasping in cold air.

“Hehehe, you’re done for!”

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector took the opportunity to catch up, slapping his palm against the back of the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch and sending him spewing mouthfuls of blood.

“Dare to hit me? I’ll split you apart!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch transformed into a forty-meter-long saber, swinging at the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector’s head.

“Child’s play.” The hands of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector turned into a reddish-gold color, firmly clamping the saber and then grabbing it forcefully.

Rip!

A large piece of flesh fell from the body of the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, causing him such pain that he transformed back into human form, gritting his teeth and grimacing.

“How will you escape now!”

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector sneered, lifting a sharp long knife, preparing to cleave the human-formed Thousand Faces Demon Monarch into two.

“Golden Light Talisman!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch spat out a golden talisman paper which turned into a flash of golden light in the air, blocking the fatal blow.

This was the life-saving talisman given by Ye Feng, personally refined by Gong Qingqiu.

Because it carried the scent of a woman, the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch had always kept the talisman paper in his mouth, reluctant to use it.

If it weren’t for the dire situation today, he wouldn’t have wanted to.

But with just a “crack”, the golden light also shattered, protecting him only once and turning the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch’s face pale.

“A mere middle-grade talisman and you think you can save your life, die for me!”

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector swung his great knife and continued the assault.

“It’s over!”

Facing that terrifying pressure, the heavily injured Thousand Faces Demon Monarch couldn’t dodge in time, and it seemed he was about to be cleaved to death.

“Wa-ha!”

A figure wearing a deep blue tight combat suit with a red cape and combed back hair appeared instantly, and with a “clang”, used his iron head to withstand the chopping slash.

“Who is this?”

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector’s eyelids twitched.

“Brother Flathead!” The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch’s eyes widened, tears streaming down his face in gratitude, silently vowing that the Sect Leader must have sent this savior.

“So it’s a middle-rank Demon General, no wonder your head is so hard.” The Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector’s expression turned serious as he immediately took out a middle-grade Stabilizing Talisman, ready to stick it on Brother Flathead’s forehead.

Whoosh!

Brother Flathead didn’t waste any time with “wall decorations”, going straight for action, smashing the great knife with one claw, tearing apart the oncoming middle-grade Stabilizing Talisman with the other, and then slamming his iron head hard against the chest of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector, causing him to spout a mouthful of blood.

Brother Flathead continued his assault.

In a few moves, a sharp claw pierced through the chest of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect Protector, killing him on the spot.

“Brother Flathead is mighty!”

The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch was both relieved and excited, falling to his knees on the spot, emotionally hugging Brother Flathead’s hind legs.

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