Chapter 904: Hidden Monster

The next day, Zhou Zhimei arrived, accompanied by Evil Qing and Wuxin.

“Where has my husband gone?”

Zhou Zhimei didn’t even have time to inquire how many people had been lost at the stronghold after the great battle, and directly asked where Ye Fan had gone, because to Zhou Zhimei.

Ye Fan was more important than anything in her heart.

The Honghu Sword Master also didn’t expect that Zhou Zhimei, the Witch, would come.

Therefore, he said to Zhou Zhimei, “Well, Your Highness the Holy Daughter, the Commander has gone into the depths of the Demon Domain to find a way to break the curse!”

“What? So dangerous, and yet you didn’t stop him!”

Zhou Zhimei immediately became furious.

The look on the faces of the Honghu Sword Master and others was extremely ugly. If they could have stopped Ye Fan, they would have done so long ago, no need to wait until now.

So, at this moment, even if Zhou Zhimei scolded them, they were helpless.

“Enough, talking nonsense with you guys is useless, I’m going to find my husband!”

Zhou Zhimei prepared to head into the depths of the Demon Domain to find Ye Fan.

“Your Highness the Holy Daughter must not!”

The Honghu Sword Master and others immediately blocked Zhou Zhimei. Zhou Zhimei’s status was extremely important, being the goddaughter of the four Sword Dao Experts, they couldn’t afford to offend her.

They also couldn’t risk letting anything happen to Zhou Zhimei.

Zhou Zhimei immediately said, “Get out of the way, don’t block me!

“Your Highness the Holy Daughter, at this time, we should trust the Sword God, and if you go now, should anything happen halfway, even if the Sword God finds the solution, he would regret it for life!”

“So, Your Highness the Holy Daughter, for the sake of the Sword God, I think you shouldn’t go now!”

Wuxin immediately said to Zhou Zhimei.

At this moment, Zhou Zhimei worriedly said, “But what about my husband?”

“Since he dared to go, he naturally has his methods! We need not worry; right now, guarding the stronghold well is his biggest support!”

Evil Qing said.

With her words, Zhou Zhimei refrained from acting impulsively.

Thus, she said, “Alright, in the coming days, we’ll protect it together!”

“Mmm!”

The two women nodded.

The Honghu Sword Master and others cast grateful glances at the two women; without them, they would have been unable to stop Zhou Zhimei today.

As Ye Fan had predicted, in these days, the Demon Clan had not attacked again and had been recuperating, remaining inactive.

This indeed was good news for the Sword Sect’s troops.

At this moment, Ye Fan had already delved deep into the Demon Domain.

All he saw along the way were bones, and the heavy black clouds that constantly gnawed at his body.

But Ye Fan wasn’t afraid, for the light emitted by the Divine Talisman within him was the nemesis of these clouds, as was his Heaven-defying Blood.

These clouds couldn’t invade, and with this dual protection, Ye Fan could walk unimpeded here.

At this time, Ye Fan arrived at the area where the clouds were most densely emitted, surrounded by strange plants, whether flowers or leaves.

They were all black, and when he put his nose close, he immediately smelled a stench.

“Could it be that the clouds are emitted by these plants?”

Ye Fan proposed a hypothesis, but it wasn’t that. These plants merely thrived more exuberantly under the precipitation of the clouds.

Ye Fan took a look, then entered the place where the clouds emanated.

Ahead was a black hole, from which terrible and vast black clouds emitted.

Ye Fan knew this was the place where the clouds emanated, and what he needed to do now was not to block the opening of the cloud hole but to use the clouds to fight against the Demon Clan army.

If he were to block it, that would be simple.

This was a very dangerous place, for absolutely no one dared venture here, not even those ultimate experts who could traverse the heavens and earth dared come to such a place.

“What to do?”

Ye Fan was at a loss.

By noon, the clouds suddenly stopped bursting out from within, surprising Ye Fan. He knew that descending now was the most secure move.

If he didn’t go down now, he would have to wait until tomorrow. Even with the dual protection, Ye Fan couldn’t guarantee that he wouldn’t be eroded unharmed.

Thus, he immediately jumped down.

Here, the thick, chaotic air brewed, and he landed stably on the ground, continuing to move forward.

He knew that once three hours passed, this place would once again be engulfed by the clouds. What kind of environment could nurture such terrifying killing intent?

Ye Fan had no idea.

“Not good!”

Ye Fan looked up and noticed a large cauldron in front of him, and from the cauldron, a small amount of black cloud was still being emitted.

“Could it be this cauldron?”

Ye Fan walked in and realized that the giant cauldron wasn’t the reason; the three legs of the cauldron were locked with iron chains, stationed here to suppress something.

Just as he was about to continue sneaking down, he noticed that boundless dark clouds had already spread over, Ye Fan sensed something ominous and quickly fled.

Sure enough, as soon as he rushed out of the cave, dark clouds burst forth from it, creating a sense of terror and despair.

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said, “It was truly dangerous, luckily I only took one wrong step; otherwise, it would have been really perilous.”

If he had taken a few more wrong steps, he might have been hit by the dark clouds.

Night fell, Ye Fan rested beside the cave entrance, endless dark clouds still emanating from within.

At this moment, Ye Fan fell into deep thought.

Just then, he heard a noise coming from the dark clouds.

“Prey, it’s prey!”

A giant tongue came rushing towards him.

Caught off guard, Ye Fan was swept away by the enormous tongue, about to be dragged down into the black hole.

“Break!”

The Wanxiang Divine Shield was deployed, a huge phantom appeared, and then Ye Fan managed to escape.

He gazed ahead in dread.

“So it’s a little brat from the Holy Clan, hahaha!”

A mighty voice emanated from the dark clouds.

Ye Fan shouted, “How did you know my identity?”

“If not someone from the Holy Clan, who could freely come here? So you are indeed a brat from the Holy Clan. The Holy Clan, after all these years, is not entirely wiped out; unfair heaven, unfair heaven!”

The voice gradually weakened and then dissipated.

Ye Fan gasped, wondering who this hidden monster was that recognized him as someone from the Holy Clan. This imprisoned creature was certainly no ordinary being.

Just what kind of terrifying entity, unable to be slain, could only be locked here,

Ye Fan had no idea, but he knew this place was definitely extraordinary.

Reluctantly, he retreated over a hundred miles but still felt a pair of eyes were watching him, making him feel fear and despair.

…

Ten days later, the Demon Clan army attacked again, Zhou Zhimei and several Sword Masters fought valiantly to resist, this time it wasn’t the Black Demon Clan Chief who arrived, but his subordinate commander.

After repelling the Black Demon Clan, the Sword Sect Martial Artists suffered heavy casualties, losing another forty thousand; their fifty thousand troops had already lost one-fifth.

At this moment, many Sword Masters of the Sword Sect sensed something ominous, and meanwhile, the Honghu Sword Master opened the first embroidered bag.

“What does it say on it?”

Zhou Zhimei asked.

The Honghu Sword Master said, “The commander says on the bag, this is the Demon Clan testing us, advising us not to act rashly!”

“Also, we should split a portion of our people to create the appearance of reinforcements arriving and set up more tents to mislead the Demon Clan’s estimation of us!”

“Then do it!”

Zhou Zhimei ordered.

“Yes!”

The Honghu Sword Master immediately gave the orders, and sure enough, they split some people to create the illusion of reinforcements.

They also set up half as many tents again, and this strategy worked well; the Demon Clan army didn’t come to disturb them.

But they knew this wouldn’t work for long, fearing the Demon Clan would attack again soon.

Nevertheless, at this moment, they held great admiration for Ye Fan’s tactics; even though he wasn’t present among the two armies, he easily predicted the enemy’s moves.

They couldn’t help but wonder if Ye Fan was the legendary Military God, with a deep understanding of warfare between two armies.

In fact, Ye Fan was not a War God; although his governing abilities were top-notch, through countless battles with the Black Demon Clan Chief, he grasped the Black Demon Clan Chief’s strategies thoroughly, so even if the chief made unexpected moves, he could predict a few.

Ye Fan ventured into the dark cave again.

“You’re back again, I can sense your presence!”

A voice from the darkness spoke.

Ye Fan was startled by this voice, then he said, “Who are you?”

“Do you really need to ask?”

“How would I know!”

Ye Fan replied coldly.

The voice suddenly roared in the darkness, causing the entire ground to crack.

A dark river appeared, and from the river emerged a head, looking vicious and fierce at Ye Fan.

Every time it opened its mouth, dark clouds poured out; Ye Fan never imagined those terrifying dark clouds came from its mouth.

This was a Heavenly Demon God, no, it was something beyond demonic, an ominous being of ancient times.