Chapter 802: Chapter 802: Yin Rurong’s Complexion Gradually Turning Green, the Order to Pursue and Kill
The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch felt great agony.
That was the portrait collection Ye Feng had given him, with over a thousand pages, all featuring various images of Yin Rurong.
For the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, this item was more precious than supreme grade spirit stones!
But now, it had been scattered and many pages destroyed by the sudden explosion of the island.
“What on earth is going on?”
The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch gnashed his teeth, bowing his head to look towards the exploding island, only to see a huge green serpent emerge, its body flickering with lightning, evidently about to undergo tribulation.
“Hahaha!”
“I, the emperor, have been in seclusion for many years, and am finally about to transform into a flood dragon, advancing to the Void Break Realm.”
The green serpent laughed heartily, thunder shaking the heavens.
The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch was only in the Divine Origin Realm, and he trembled all over with fear, quickly retreating.
“I’m so furious!”
He was very angry.
If the green serpent had been only in the Divine Origin Realm, he would definitely have struck with the force of thunder and burst it open.
Alas, the green serpent was too strong to confront head-on.
Boom…
The ethereal Thunder Palace swiftly appeared. The green serpent was stunned for a moment, but then began its tribulation.
This area became enveloped in lightning, and the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch managed to collect only part of the portrait collection, not daring to enter the lightning-covered area to retrieve the rest.
“Eh, what is this?”
Two young maidens flew by nearby, saw the green serpent undergoing tribulation, and also saw the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch, their gaze quickly falling on the partial portrait collection he had.
“Damn beast!”
“How do you have such indecent images of the Holy Master?”
The two maids stared unblinkingly at the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch.
Their gaze seemed to want to devour him!
“Hiss!”
The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch gasped in a cold breath.
He had not anticipated meeting Yin Rurong’s maids here, and moreover, both of them were in the Void Break Realm.
“Of all strategies, retreat is the best!”
The Thousand Faces Demon Monarch crushed a teleportation talisman and vanished in an instant, reappearing to rendezvous with the Black Armored Guard, returning to Whitefloat City at the greatest speed.
Near the island.
The two maids found many remaining albums of the portrait collection, although the depicted Yin Rurong was clothed, her demeanor was very alluring and seductive.
If she knew about this, she would be furious.
Half an hour later.
The two maids returned to Yin Rurong’s secluded coastal cottage and placed the albums on the table.
After Yin Rurong saw them, she exploded with anger.
“Who did this?”
Her breathing became rapid; above in the sky, thunder roared and lightning flashed, the void tore apart, dark mists spread, as if doomsday had descended.
“Your servants found these in the Heavenly Origin Sea.”
The two maids did not dare to hide anything, and recounted everything they had seen in the Heavenly Origin Sea.
They also formed a rendering of the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch’s image.
“So it’s this person!”
“Issue a warrant for his arrest, search throughout the entire Shenzhou Continent, even if it means digging three feet into the ground, find this person for me!”
Yin Rurong spoke in anger.
“Yes,” the two maids hurriedly took action.
After they left, Yin Rurong, in her anger, ripped up several portraits.
Then.
She found an image of herself leaning beside a bath, although shrouded in light mist, it was still enough to quicken many men’s breathing and hasten the flow of their blood.
“Isn’t this the bath image from a short while back?”
“Who could possibly produce such paintings, could it be that I am being spied on at all times?”
Yin Rurong’s complexion turned ashen.
She looked around, feeling uneasy in her heart.
A day later.
Portraits of the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch were plastered throughout cities across Shenzhou, stating that providing valid tips would reward ten supreme grade spirit stones, while capturing him would increase the reward tenfold.
The news caused a sensation in Shenzhou.
Everyone started searching according to the portrait, hoping to capture the Thousand Faces Demon Monarch.
In doing so, they would receive hundreds of supreme grade spirit stones.
Wanzong Holy Land.
“Saint Heir, it’s terrible!”
“There’s another major scandal in Shenzhou, it’s said that Tianmiao Holy Land Saint Master Yin Rurong has ordered the assassination of a person, overshadowing the newly released ‘Spirit Treasure List’.”
Zhu Yongfu and Paper Fan Young Master reported the situation together.
“What?!”
Upon hearing this, Feng Chuan was so furious that he bled from his mouth and nose and fainted on the spot, remaining unconscious for a long while.
He didn’t understand.
Why were Ye Feng and himself at odds, Xiao Cangtian and himself at odds, and now, even Yin Rurong against him?
What sins have I committed!
Even though he fainted from anger, Feng Chuan had a nightmare with his body shaking violently as if he were suffering from convulsions.
…
At the City Lord’s Mansion in Whitefloat City.
Thousand Faces Demon Monarch and Gong Qingqiu sat in their seats, looking at the portrait sent by the Black Armored Guard with odd expressions on their faces.
“Demon Lord, isn’t this your appearance from some time ago?”
Gong Qingqiu asked.
At that moment, Thousand Faces Demon Monarch had transformed into a handsome young man in white clothes. Seeing the portrait of a middle-aged man with a mustache, the corner of his mouth twitched.
“Shush!”
He quickly made a silence gesture.
“Oh, I get it!” Gong Qingqiu assumed that it was Ye Feng who had specially arranged for Thousand Faces Demon Monarch to provoke Yin Rurong and nodded in agreement.
You get it?
Thousand Faces Demon Monarch scratched his head, uncertain whether Gong Qingqiu truly understood or was feigning understanding.
Not long after.
Gong Qingqiu went into secluded cultivation to break through to the peak of Divine Origin Realm.
Thousand Faces Demon Monarch returned to the Nanlu Mountain Range, ready to do something when he felt a breeze behind him and quickly turned to look.
Standing outside the cave was a person.
It was Ye Feng.
“What’s going on?” Ye Feng picked up the portrait of Thousand Faces Demon Monarch from a few days ago and asked.
Thousand Faces Demon Monarch’s mouth twitched, and he had no choice but to tell Ye Feng about what happened in the Heavenly Origin Sea.
“So that’s what happened!”
Ye Feng suddenly realized.
He looked in the direction of the Heavenly Origin Sea, stroked his chin, and suddenly started laughing, his smile turning increasingly twisted.
The next morning.
In the major cities across the Shenzhou Continent.
Whoosh!
At the same time, countless brochures fell from the sky, caught by people who then discovered that they depicted an extremely beautiful woman, some with her bathing, others sleeping.
Although clothed, the attire was rather revealing.
“Hiss!”
“That’s Tianmiao Holy Land Saint Master Yin Rurong!”
“Oh my god, how can there be such a brochure of her, and moreover, dressed so scantily, with such a seductive expression.”
Across Shenzhou, many recognized the person in the painting.
Then, fierce discussions ensued.
In the Heavenly Origin Sea.
Yin Rurong, hearing the news brought by two maids, became so angry that her face turned green, and with a burst of terrible aura, she instantly shattered the void around her.
“No matter what it takes!”
“You must find the person behind this, and then, I will personally flay him thousand times over!”
Yin Rurong’s voice was filled with murderous intent.
Even the two maids were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, shivering.
The maids quickly left.
“Rurong sister, what’s going on?” Ice and Snow Holy Land Saint Master Xue Yan arrived, grabbing Yin Rurong’s hand, her pretty face full of concern.
“I don’t know myself!” Yin Rurong, so angry her chest heaved violently, gnashed her teeth, “But I can assure you, this must have something to do with Ye Feng!”
“That’s impossible! Sect Master Ye is a gentleman who wouldn’t do such a thing.” Xue Yan shook her head repeatedly.
“It must be him!”
Yin Rurong insisted.
In her mind, other than Ye Feng, the Son of Destiny, who else could have created such a booklet?
At this moment, perhaps Ye Feng was hiding somewhere, quietly watching and laughing at her predicament.