Keyboard Immortal

The ‘Lord of Slaughter’ took out the uniquely-shaped key. He looked calm on the outside, but he was panicking inside. He wasn’t the real Lord of Slaughter, so how would he know where that thing was hidden? Everything had gone so smoothly so far; he couldn't let everything fail at the final juncture.

He held the key in his hand and didn’t respond. Secretly, though, his divine sense had covered the entire palace from the moment he first entered this place. His profound appearance fooled all of the monsters, so they didn’t dare to say anything to disturb him.

The ‘Lord of Slaughter’ wondered to himself why the real Lord of Slaughter had hidden something here.

If one wanted to hide something, a prominent landmark would be needed, and definitely not one that would easily disappear over time. This palace made to venerate the Demon Deity was a good choice. There were such grand statues present, and it was even the Demon race’s holy land. As long as the Demon race wasn’t eradicated, this place would definitely be carefully guarded. It was obvious that the Demon race had been much more powerful in the past, which was why the Lord of Slaughter had chosen this place.

But something like a temple would still deteriorate over time. The building or the sculptures could be damaged and need repairing. Thus, anything hidden here could have easily been exposed. That meant there was only one possibility left.

The ‘Lord of Slaughter’ looked up toward the giant statue of the Demon Deity. His gaze shifted to the head hidden under the mantle. There, he sensed some faint spatial formation energy. If he hadn't studied the Secrets of Spatial Distortion, even he likely wouldn't have been able to sense these slight ripples, let alone any other formation masters in this world. He sighed in amazement. The Lord of Slaughter looked rough and cruel on the outside, but he had actually been quite meticulous in thought.

The one thing here that was the least likely to deteriorate over time was this demonic divine image. Everyone from the Demon race would have been overcome by fear and trepidation whenever they came to this temple, bowing on their knees. Who would dare to look directly at the demon deity’s face? The Lord of Slaughter had even added an extra layer of security, not hiding the item directly there and using a brilliant spatial formation instead.

He opened his palm. The key in his hands slowly flew into the air and released glimmers of light. Shortly after, the demon deity’s mantle also began to glow. Even though the light was weak, everyone present was a strong cultivator. They immediately sensed the spatial ripples.

The Demon race guides thought that the demon deity was displaying its power. They all kowtowed excitedly, and there were some who even wanted to go down the mountain to contact the other clansmen. However, Mojard knocked them out with ease. This was a crucial time, so they naturally couldn't let anyone else disturb them.