Chapter 526: Massive Demon Outbreak, Demon God's Fang, Still Thinking of Leaving?

When Uganda received the message from his subordinate, he was stunned for a moment, then broke into a hearty laugh. His expression quickly turned cold and sinister. ‘Brother,’ he said, ‘I’ll have your revenge soon. My vengeance against the Prime Minister’s Mansion will start with sending this fellow down to join you in death.’

Before him stood Huangfu Hao, still completely concealed within his Black Robe, his true face hidden.

He was currently staring thoughtfully at a nearby altar. It was constructed from Five-Colored Soil, doused with various kinds of blood, and piled with all manner of Barbarian bone artifacts.

Atop the five-colored altar rested an enormous tooth, nearly the size of a grown man’s arm.

It was translucent but held an inky darkness within. Now and then, a wisp or two of pitch-black Demonic Qi would seep out, giving it a truly bizarre appearance.

A member of the Barbarian Race, dressed as a Sacrificial Priest, was prostrated before the altar, kowtowing and muttering incantations. Nearby, a group of Barbarians was bleeding captured creatures from other races, pouring the blood onto the structure.

Other Barbarians sang an unknown tribal song in their native tongue, dancing around the five-colored altar. Their movements were ancient, filled with a primal savagery.

“This is the Demon God’s Fang, a gift from the Barbarian God. With it, we can ensure all the Demons in the Demon Abyss will obey our commands when the time comes.”

“Mr. Huangfu, I know you have a way to bypass the three great Guardian Families and enter the depths of the Demon Abyss…”

Uganda seemed to know what Huangfu Hao was thinking. He flashed a toothy grin, offering the explanation as if doing him a favor.

“Is this what you’re offering in our deal?”

Huangfu Hao studied the crystalline tooth. He could feel the vast, majestic power it contained—a power far beyond his current ability to wield or even comprehend.

The Demon God’s Fang. Though only a tooth, it held the will and power of a Demon God.

“The Demon God’s Fang is far too precious. It was a gift from our great Barbarian leader for this expedition and cannot be part of our trade, Mr. Huangfu. However, I can use it to shield you from the chaotic wills in the depths of the Demon Abyss and protect you from attacks by the Demon Race.”

Uganda gave him a knowing smile, as if he knew exactly what Huangfu Hao was scheming.

“Agreed.”

Huangfu Hao didn’t hesitate. “Indeed, I am currently the only one who knows of the Teleportation Array leading into the depths of the Demon Abyss. Not even the three great families are aware of its existence.”

A look of delight crossed Uganda’s face. “Then I’ll be counting on you, Mr. Huangfu,” he said.

“However, does Helian Wen know about this?”

Huangfu Hao shook his head. “Helian Wen doesn’t know. But even if he managed to memorize it behind my back, it makes no difference. He won’t live past today.”

A flicker of apprehension crossed Uganda’s eyes, but he quickly smiled. “Hearing you say that, Mr. Huangfu, puts my mind at ease.”

As the two conversed, the crunch of dry leaves sounded nearby. Escorted by a group of elite Barbarians, Jiang Lan had arrived.

“Master Huangfu, it’s been a while. So you’ve thrown your lot in with the Barbarian Race,” Jiang Lan said with a smile, looking at Huangfu Hao.

“You shouldn’t have come here. I thought you were a clever man,” Huangfu Hao said, his gaze indifferent.

In his eyes, Jiang Lan walking willingly into danger had already sealed his fate. Even with some trick left behind by a Saint, he had no hope of escaping unscathed.

The Barbarian Race had come thoroughly prepared. From what he knew, Uganda even possessed a Heaven and Earth Treasure called the Holy Resentment Bow. It was said to be forged from the worldly resentment left behind after a Saint’s death, and it contained a terrifyingly potent corrosive curse.

The Barbarians had intended to use it to break the seal on the Demon Abyss, but it would be more than sufficient to deal with Jiang Lan.

Even he was deeply wary of the bow, which was why he didn’t dare let his true self appear to negotiate with the Barbarian Race.

“Even clever people do foolish things sometimes…”

“I’m here. Now, where are my people?” Jiang Lan asked, still smiling, his demeanor calm and casual.

Seeing his nonchalant expression, the sneer in Uganda’s eyes deepened. “You reckless fool. But since you’re here, I’ll grant your wish. Let’s let you see them.”

As he finished speaking, several nearby Barbarians received his order and manipulated an Array. A swirling, sand-colored whirlwind that had been obscuring a patch of ground dissipated, revealing the area within.

There, Kong Xuan and Ao Yin sat cross-legged, back to back, their faces pale.

The protective barrier around them was already dim and fractured, on the verge of shattering at the slightest touch.

Seeing that Jiang Lan had actually come to rescue them, both women stared in stunned disbelief.

Even Ao Yin, with her characteristically aloof and proud demeanor, couldn’t stop her pale golden eyes from widening.

It was the same for Kong Xuan. Though she had appeared nonchalant, even joking to Ao Yin that Jiang Lan would come for them, she had only been teasing. She never truly believed it was possible.

But now, Jiang Lan was truly here. It wasn’t a dream; it was real.

Gazing at the figure in his spotless white robes, the two women remained frozen for a long moment, their eyes welling with a storm of complex emotions only they could understand.

“He really came…” Ao Yin heard Kong Xuan murmur, her voice a mixture of astonishment, confusion, and surprise, but above all, joy and heartfelt emotion.

Ao Yin, however, recalled what Jiang Lan had said just moments before: ‘Even clever people do foolish things sometimes.’

‘But was it worth it, for them?’

“Unlike you deceitful, promise-breaking members of the Human Race, we Barbarians keep our word. See? They’re both still alive and well,” Uganda sneered.

“They’re worth more alive, after all.”

Jiang Lan observed the two women. Their auras were weak and they showed signs of complete exhaustion, but they weren’t seriously injured. He nodded, seeing they would recover with some time.

Ao Yin and Kong Xuan got to their feet, unsteadily supporting each other as they walked over to his side.

Both felt a pang of guilt and self-blame, unsure how to face him.

Jiang Lan, however, didn’t seem to mind. “Just take this as a lesson learned,” he said casually. “Be more careful next time. It’s a good thing it was me who came for you. I doubt anyone else would have bothered to care whether you two lived or died.”

“I’m sorry…” Ao Yin murmured, biting her lip and lowering her head.

Kong Xuan also whispered, “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

“I’m not in the mood to blame you two right now. You can figure out how you’re going to explain this to me later…” Jiang Lan gave them a few restorative Elixir Pills.

Seeing how casually Jiang Lan acted, as if he weren’t even there, Uganda’s annoyance gave way to a cold sneer. “Thinking about ‘later’? Young Master Jiang, do you actually believe you’re leaving here today?”

“I have no intention of leaving,” Jiang Lan stated calmly. “But since I came to rescue them, they must be allowed to leave safely first.”