Chapter 840: Dark Demon Lord
All three of them entered the main hall of the Devil Cult, and immediately sensed something was amiss; all other doors and windows had been sealed shut, blocking out the light, and casting the room into deep darkness, befitting the name of the Devil Cult. Because the main door was open, there was still some light filtering in, and they could see a figure sitting on the dais with legs crossed, looking quite pleased, as if eagerly awaiting Jian Shen and his companions’ arrival.
Lin Xi didn’t mince her words and immediately demanded, "You must be the Devil Incarnate of the Devil Cult, right? Speak up, where have you imprisoned Jian Shen’s master?"
Mo Yun stood right beside the Devil Incarnate, looking smug, and pointed to the side.
Jian Shen, Lin Xi, and Lu Bei looked over and saw a person bound in a corner of the great hall. Due to the darkness, they could not make out the face, but could feel that his head was drooping, hanging on to life by a thread.
Jian Shen, anxious, rushed over to rescue his mentor, only to be met with a lash that forced him back, his eyes flashing with a hint of hatred.
The one who had struck was naturally Mo Yun, who casually remarked, "Don’t be in such a hurry. We haven’t yet agreed on the terms and you’re already thinking about taking him away. Aren’t you being a bit too presumptuous?"
Lin Xi snorted, "What terms, expecting Jian Shen to join the Devil Cult? Dream on."
"You must be Qian Ye," the Devil Incarnate spoke up, his voice deep as he slowly rose to his feet and descended the steps, "Qian Feng said she despises traitors. I want to marry Qian Feng, and I’ve been worrying about what to offer as a betrothal gift. You’ve conveniently presented yourself."