Chapter 1708 - 767: The Place of Captivity

Chapter 1708: Chapter 767: The Place of Captivity

Demon Capital.

"Ah——"

Xiang Shui Fan, dressed splendidly, was heavily thrown into a muddy ground like a pigsty.

He scrambled to rise, baring his teeth in an attempt to resist, two bronze big-faced demon heads, each nearly three meters long, were pressed almost into his face.

Though they spoke not a word, the drool dribbling from their mouths and the grinding of their teeth revealed nothing but an insatiable greed.

Yet they did not consume him.

At least for now, they did not.

Xiang Shui Fan remembered the warning from that person on the road, the half-corpse issuing a desperate warning from within the demon’s big mouth.

’Do not resist the demons of the Demon Capital!!’

Thus, Xiang Shui Fan remained motionless.

Sure enough, with his acquiescence, the two bronze big-faced demons could only restrain their greed, slowly retracting their giant heads, standing guard outside the pigsty like two Gate Gods.

"..."

Xiang Shui Fan clenched his fists, silent with rage, not daring to speak, when suddenly...

Rustle, rustle——

Soft sounds arose from behind.

Xiang Shui Fan turned sharply, witnessing a group of human slaves huddled in the shadowy corners of the pigsty, watching him with curiosity.

They were scarcely covered with tattered cloth strips, each bearing scars to varying degrees, all emaciated like skeletons.

"Clothes..."

"He’s new..."

Several figures moved to the front, suddenly lunging fiercely at Xiang Shui Fan!

His face changed, Xiang Shui Fan planted his feet firmly, taking a defensive stance!

The first attacker approached, but a hammering elbow to the back caused saliva to spray from his mouth, simultaneously collapsing him onto the ground, seemingly unconscious.

Xiang Shui Fan barely had time to think, as the second attacker came forth, he retreated two steps, widening space, delivering a straight punch squarely aimed at the front teeth!

Bang!

One punch sent the man spewing blood from his nose and mouth, a tooth flying out, falling onto his back.

With the assault from the third, Xiang Shui Fan had found his rhythm, ducking low to evade the attack, charging abruptly into the enemy’s arms with an Iron Mountain lean...

Bang!

With great force, the opponent’s feet were lifted off the ground by mere centimeters, crashing heavily backward.

A seamless flurry of actions followed, as more attackers came forth, Xiang Shui Fan either punched, palm-struck, pushed, or shoved them down, swiftly gaining the upper hand.

As seven or eight fell to the ground, those behind halted their advance.

They glanced at Xiang Shui Fan nervously, fearfully, not daring to make a wrong move.

Yet, as in every place, a pecking order exists, even within this demon-dominated Demon Capital where humans have become demon fodder, reduced to livestock within their small enclosures, there exists a local tyrant.

Step.

Step.

Step.

A nearly naked man, shielding only vital areas, approached, draped in a thick fur coat, dragging a long rusty iron sword towards Xiang Shui Fan step by step.

Those surrounding Xiang Shui Fan dispersed immediately, making way.

Xiang Shui Fan sneered.

"Even in these circumstances, the Human Race continues to slaughter among themselves."

Compared to the others who found even speaking a waste of energy, operating in extreme energy-saving mode, this local tyrant evidently lived a slightly better life.

Yet his clothes were less complete than those worn by Xiang Shui Fan.

"Newcomer, you have strength. But trust me, your arrogance won’t last long before you meet our fate."

As he spoke, the local tyrant’s steps quickened.

"This place will turn us into neither human nor ghost, but if you wish to survive... You have no choice but to abide by my rules!"

Step!!

His speed abruptly surged, Xiang Shui Fan’s face changed as he realized it was too late to react.

Buzz!!!

A sword edge grazed his shoulder!

Blood sprayed out immediately, causing Xiang Shui Fan to scream in pain, rolling swiftly to the side.

Rising, his gaze fixed forward, he saw the local tyrant panting heavily, evidently having exerted significant energy with that single stroke.

Strong!

The man was clearly strong! But his physical condition prevented him from unleashing his true power!

Realizing this, Xiang Shui Fan suppressed the agony, rushing forward!

To seize the time difference meant getting closer...

The duel was reaching its climax when suddenly two guarding Big-faced Demons yelled tensely.

"Welcome Oak Gold Chair Demon Lord!"

"Welcome Oak Gold Chair Demon Lord!"

Upon hearing this, the local tyrant who was about to punish him changed his face suddenly.

Even before Xiang Shui Fan could reach him, the local tyrant began backing away rapidly.

Not only him, but the others in the pigsty also reacted as if they’d heard something terrifying, scrambling in panic towards the dark corners of the pigsty.

In an instant, Xiang Shui Fan found himself alone, the few he had defeated still unconscious at his feet, while the others vanished like smoke.

Confused, Xiang Shui Fan turned towards the source of the commotion.

There a towering figure stooped slightly to pass through the somewhat lowly doorway, picking his teeth with a white bone. This demon, standing fully upright.

Its massive form instantly cast a shadow over the entire pigsty.

With a closer look, Xiang Shui Fan saw the Oak Gold Chair Demon using a human hand bone to pick its teeth!

Breath quickened.

Xiang Shui Fan clenched his fists, raising his head towards the Oak Gold Chair Demon.

"My mother... My mother, where have you taken her!"

He shouted sternly, yet received only a disdainful, toy-like glance from the Oak Gold Chair Demon.