Chapter 2599 - 2597: Bat Demon Chief

Chapter 2599: Chapter 2597: Bat Demon Chief

At the Commander-in-chief’s Residence, a group of protectors heard a sound and immediately held their long knives, guarding the left and right of the main hall, vigilantly watching the sky.

Wu Song, Pan Jinlian, and Wuu Yong also came out from the house, leaving only An Daoquan inside to diagnose Wu Zhi’s illness.

In the night sky, a black-clad person appeared like a bat, his billowing black robe coming from the air, standing coldly thirty meters up, staring at everyone below.

Wu Song shouted, "How dare you come to the Commander-in-chief’s Residence to act wild?"

The black-clad person laughed disdainfully, "Ignorant child, you don’t know the immensity of the world. Don’t just consider this Commander-in-chief’s Residence; even the Heavenly Court and the Underworld, I can go there too!"

The True Immortal pressure from him instantly released, making everyone on site shudder in body and mind.

Over a hundred guards, with low cultivation levels, directly knelt on the ground.

Wu Song and Pan Jinlian similarly felt as if a giant mountain pressed down on them, their knees almost bending, but were shielded by Wuu Yong’s fan.

The fan emitted a seven-colored mysterious light, covering them like a feather garment.

"Is he a True Immortal?"

Wuu Yong’s brow furrowed tightly, feeling greatly surprised.

The black-clad person stared at his fan, exclaiming, "What a powerful magical treasure, how come a mere Integration level cultivator like you has such fortune?"

His words showed excitement, envy, and jealousy, speaking as he released a five-clawed iron hook, with a rope attempting to grab the Five-Fire Kirin Fan in Wuu Yong’s hand.

This iron hook was not ordinary, refined from the world’s most Yin Cold Pond Divine Iron, which could instantly turn someone into an ice pop upon contact.

The rope behind was refined from the Azure Dragon Tendon, incredibly tough.

The cold hook was flashing a dazzling light under the moon, moving swiftly, about to hook onto the Five-Fire Kirin Fan.

Wuu Yong just raised his hand to flash, and the Five-Fire Kirin Fan immediately emitted a seven-colored light brushing off the cold hook.

With a bang, in the air ten meters high, the Cold Iron Divine Weapon shattered like ice by the seven-colored mysterious light.

Only a strand of Dragon Tendon remained, which the black-clad person retrieved in astonishment.

He stared at the Five-Fire Kirin Fan, itching more and more, exclaiming, "This treasure is mine today!"

The black robe on him was suddenly ripped, revealing two bat-like wings on his back.

Wu Song held a golden dart and shouted, "Bat Demon!"

The black-clad person roared coldly, "I am the Plague Demon Monarch, how can you defile my name!"

His double wings spread out, suddenly dispersing a yellow poisonous fog downward, immediately enveloping all directions.

The flowers and grass below withered in an instant, turning into lumps of mud on the ground.

"I will poison you all to death!"

The Plague Demon Monarch was enraged.

However, Wuu Yong stood in front of the hall, still calmly waving his feather fan, fanning one round toward all directions.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Strong winds rose from all around, violently sweeping toward the poisonous fog.

The strong wind blew, scattering the poisonous fog with a roar.

The Plague Demon Monarch’s eyes glowed red, so envious that he almost cursed.

This precious fan can block pressure, brush off magical treasures, and even generate wind, making it an absolute defensive weapon.

Wu Song at this time took the chance to throw his golden dart, striking at the Plague Demon Monarch.

The arrowhead from the True Immortal Realm flew out, fast as lightning.

In a flash, it was about to hit the Plague Demon Monarch, but he sidestepped, avoiding to one side.

The arrowhead traced an arc in the air and returned, landing in Wu Song’s hand.

He cursed angrily, "Rotten bat, if I had a bow and arrow, I’d surely shoot a hole through you!"

In the air, the Plague Demon Monarch’s wings fluttered as he furiously shouted, "Little thief, if I don’t show you some color, you’ll really think I’m harmless."

He thought hard for a while and finally decided to take a risk, summoning his Plague Demon Evil Flag that he had refined for a thousand years.

Nearly a hundred formation flags flew from his body, falling around the main hall and trapping it.

Each of these formation flags contained a type of plague poisonous gas.

The concentration of ordinary plagues diluted, causing death only slowly.

But the plague gas on these formation flags was something the Plague Demon Monarch had absorbed and refined over many years.

Even a True Immortal would instantly turn into thick water upon inhaling just a mouthful inside it.

He was betting that Wuu Yong couldn’t activate this precious fan, as the greater the magical treasure, the more energy it consumed when activated by people.

Though a bit risky, he was truly desperate for this precious fan.

Once the formation flags appeared, the surroundings of the main hall instantly turned a grayish color.

Before the miasma could settle, Wuu Yong had already waved his Five-Fire Kirin Fan, sweeping out mysterious lights one after another.

The seven-colored mysterious light, specialized in brushing off magical treasures.

In an instant roll, the Plague Demon Monarch’s hundreds of formation flags exploded.

Wuu Yong raised his fan and fanned again, causing a strong wind to tear through the void, flashing away all the miasma into the air.

The Plague Demon Monarch cried out in heartache, "My formation flags!"

Wuu Yong couldn’t kill him but was in a state of absolute defense. He couldn’t do anything about Wuu Yong.

The Plague Demon Monarch was infuriated and suddenly released numerous bat clones from his body, rushing towards the house servants and protectors in the residence.

He wanted to kill to vent his anger; unable to kill Wuu Yong and them, he decided to kill these ordinary people.

These bat clones were extremely fierce, like black shadows slicing through the air, immediately causing anguished screams to erupt in the mansion.

Wuu Yong flashed his fan, flames enveloping and burning hundreds of bat clones clean with a great fire.

But his power was limited, only able to protect the surroundings of the main hall.

Yet there were too many bat clones, like a swarm of mosquitoes, flying out from the Plague Demon Monarch.

In a short while, over a thousand people in the residence were all sucked into corpses by these bats.

The Plague Demon Monarch was surrounded by blood qi, having devoured the essence blood of over a thousand people; his depression finally eased somewhat.

He shouted coldly at Wuu Yong, "You wait, I will borrow a treasure and come back to settle accounts with you!"

Having lost his magical treasures and unable to do anything about Wuu Yong, he simply flew away with his wings.

With the pressure on the fortunate servants hiding in the main hall suddenly lifted, they all got up from the ground and rushed outside, immediately crying out in distress, "Second Aunt, Third Uncle, where are you!"

"Big Brother..."

"Fifth Sister-in-law!"

The entire residence, over a thousand servants, only had a few dozen who escaped unharmed hiding in the main hall.

Their voices were anguished as they searched for their relatives among the piles of corpses.

Wu Song angrily punched the stone pillar beside him and slumped down, cursing, "I’m going to kill that damn bat!"

Pan Jinlian was also staring blankly at the tragic scenery on all sides, and strangely, she thought of that young man making tea at this moment.

Startled, she quickly shook her head, bewildered, only feeling she had gone mad; how could his image suddenly appear in her Divine Sea?

Wuu Yong glanced at her from the side and immediately instructed Wu Song, "This Bat Demon will surely return. With our skills, we can’t kill him. Take my token and return to my sect for aid. With their help, we can resolve this disaster!"

Wu Song raised his eyebrows and asked, "Your sect? Where is your sect, sir?"

Wuu Yong looked towards the north and said, "Liangshan Island of Qizhou!"

"Is it there?"

Wu Song was shocked, as he had naturally heard of the famous Liangshan Island.

He never thought that Wuu Yong would actually be someone from Liangshan Island?