The howling gale swept out from Shelil. Naga’s mouth, his ornate robes fluttering, his long hair flying, causing everything in the great hall to rattle and shake as if the entire palace were about to collapse.
Su Luo stumbled and was blown backward, various ornaments and gems pelting her like hailstones. She quickly grabbed onto a nearby pillar like an octopus, finally steadying herself.
Lu Jixing was blown away directly, hitting the corner of the wall with a thud. His forehead throbbed with pain, but he was also removed from the range of the lotus glass lamp’s light, which allowed some of his cultivation to recover.
The pressure in the great hall was like a mountain, making it unbearable for him. He spat out a mouthful of blood with a grunt.
As soon as Brahma’s head hit the ground, it instantly turned into sand and flowed away from Shelil. Naga’s feet.
However, he could not burrow into the ground and could only transform into quicksand, rapidly flowing out of the great hall, fleeing faster than if he had seen a ghost. Shelil. Naga’s gaze was icy. With a grab in the air, all the sand of Brahma’s avatar flowed back, and he grasped it again in his hand.
Brahma screamed in agony, as if he were about to explode.
He was held in Shelil. Naga’s palm and squeezed into a ball. As his fingers tightened one by one, Brahma felt as if he died and came back to life, then died and came back to life again, enduring pain far worse than being put on a mountain of knives or plunged into an oil pot. Every grain of sand transmitted its agony deep into his soul.
Shelil. Naga was furious. With a wave of his hand, the grains of sand embedded themselves into the palace walls.
Brahma did not die, but his suffering was worse than death.
Every grain of sand was his alter ego, and now he could not re-form, as if he were being sliced into pieces. Moreover, every part of his body was embedded in the wall. This pain was beyond description.
The hope he had suppressed for 180,000 years was shattered. Shelil. Naga only wanted to kill everyone before him.
“Wait!”
Just as the great hall vibrated and swayed as if it were about to collapse, a maiden’s voice rang out: “I am your divine envoy!”
As the voice faded, Shelil. Naga’s lightning-like gaze swept over.
With a grab in the air, Su Luo, who was hugging the pillar, was snatched away by a colossal force before she could react.
Shelil. Naga seized her slender neck, as if he were about to snap it in the next moment, and demanded, word by word, “You are the divine envoy of this King?”
You scoundrel! Even if I am a divine envoy, you’re still choking me to death!
Su Luo cursed inwardly, feeling so suffocated she was about to faint. She desperately moved the lotus lamp in front of Shelil. Naga, poured her spiritual power into it with all her might, and reignited the divine artifact that had just been extinguished.
A gentle light bloomed. Shelil. Naga’s killing intent and oppressive aura eased, becoming much more restrained.
Su Luo gritted her teeth, staring at him fearlessly, and said with difficulty, “You are… killing the divine envoy, is that how… you treat… the divine envoy?”
Shelil. Naga seemed to regain some clarity and finally let go.
He lowered Su Luo, a hint of helplessness and nervousness appearing on his face. He didn’t know where to put his hands, and he forced out a smile, saying, “My apologies, this King acted impulsively. Please, Divine Envoy, do not blame this King for his rudeness.”
Even his apologies were filled with majesty, making one dare not let down their guard.
Su Luo coughed dryly, taking a while to recover.
She took two steps back. The King of the Winged Tribe before her, Shelil. Naga, was very tall, at least two meters, half a head taller than Li Tianjue, and he exuded a strong pressure and unease. His golden-winged bat wings behind him were retracted, his anger had subsided considerably, and the great hall gradually calmed down.
“Divine Envoy, this King has waited for 180,000 years with sincerity. You will surely fulfill this King’s wish, right?” Shelil. Naga stared at Su Luo, his eyes unblinking, as if afraid she would run away.
Su Luo’s mind raced, and she said with a calm expression, “Because of your piety, this Divine Envoy will fulfill your wish. Do not worry.”
Shelil. Naga finally smiled: “Good, that’s great! Thank you, Divine Envoy. It was worth waiting for so long, and I have finally welcomed you… Divine Envoy, please take the honored seat. This King was momentarily agitated just now and offended the Divine Envoy. This King now apologizes to the Divine Envoy.”
He turned to Qing Yi and said displeasantly, “Do you not see the Divine Envoy has arrived? Attend to the Divine Envoy immediately.”
Qing Yi bowed his head and said respectfully, “Yes, Your Majesty.”
A hissing sound came from his mouth, as if it were a special language.
From the doors on both sides of the great hall, person-bodied and snake-tailed maidservants appeared one after another. They also had human-like faces, black hair, green eyes, and snow-white skin. They wore golden carved rings on their slender arms and appeared with their snake tails coiled.
Some began to clean the great hall, clearing away the collapsed items, while others wiped the tables and arranged fresh flowers, fruits, and various exquisite foods.
In just a moment, the great hall was refreshed, and the table was filled with strange and wonderful things that were astonishing.
Lu Jixing was already seated at the magnificent dining table. Brahma’s injuries were too severe. Even though he had transformed back into human form, he was still in so much pain that he was weak all over and lay panting on a nearby couch, with Hua Xiangrong serving him.
Looking at the items placed before him, Lu Jixing was shocked but secretly worried.
He secretly signaled Su Luo, asking what they would do if they were exposed later, even if they managed to fool them now. Junior Sister was not a divine envoy at all, and if she were discovered, she would surely be torn to shreds by this powerful figure!
Su Luo, however, was observing her surroundings.
This was clearly an ancient tomb, so why were there so many living Winged Tribesmen?
Since Shelil. Naga had waited for divine envoys for 180,000 years, it meant that these ‘burial’ guards and maidservants had also been in the tomb for 180,000 years. It was absolutely impossible for them to have such long lifespans. They were either fakes, the dead, or…
Su Luo investigated with her divine vision mirror and indeed found that these maidservants and guards had been subjected to a secret technique by Shelil. Naga.
Once someone trespassed, they would reawaken.
They were not dead to begin with, but their lives had been bound by a secret technique, which allowed them to live for so long.
This King of the Winged Tribe was definitely a top figure comparable to Emperor Haotian, powerful and majestic, with immense abilities. She couldn’t fool him carelessly and had to proceed with caution.
“Divine Envoy, please partake,” Shelil. Naga said with a smile, like a hospitable host.
Su Luo glanced at the food on the table, picked out a golden fruit, and offered it to Lu Jixing.
“Third Senior Brother, eat this.”
Lu Jixing nervously accepted it, but he had no appetite.
He didn’t dare to look at Shelil. Naga, who was seated at the head of the table. Instead, he transmitted a message to Su Luo: “Junior Sister, stop eating and think about how to escape later! We are not at all…”
Before he could finish, Su Luo immediately interrupted Lu Jixing and said sternly, “Third Senior Brother, this fruit is beneficial for your health, and it is also the Winged King’s kind gesture. Please eat it first.”
She couldn’t casually transmit messages!
Shelil. Naga had profound cultivation. She feared that even transmitted messages would be known to him, so she couldn’t speak carelessly.
Lu Jixing cautiously glanced at Shelil. Naga, only to see his expression was calm and he didn’t object. Could it be that Junior Sister calling him ‘Winged King’ just now was true? Was this really the Winged King?
Damn it, forget it, let’s just die!
Since Junior Sister wasn’t afraid, she must have a way. What was he, a grown man, being so timid for?
Lu Jixing took a bite of the fruit. The sweet and fragrant juice burst in his mouth, and a powerful spiritual energy with a slight coolness instantly flowed through his entire body. He suddenly felt that the wound in his abdomen was healing rapidly and there was no pain at all.