His extraordinarily beautiful face seemed covered with a layer of frost, and his icy, piercing eyes exuded an unspeakable nobility. Especially his faintly red eyes, like crimson gems, radiated an enchanting and stunning brilliance, making people dare not look directly at him.
Han Zhiyuan: An eye-blinding appearance and dazzling beauty.
He leaned against a large tree, his tightly pressed lips slightly pale, presenting a weak and sickly posture. Paired with his enchanting face and striking silver hair, he was a deadly temptation. Yet, his entire being exuded an aura that made people want to worship him.
Handsome! Such an exceptionally beautiful man, very handsome and not feminine at all.
Han Zhiyuan couldn’t help but mutter to himself, “Demon.” In this world, besides humans, there were all kinds of other races, and those who had reached a certain level of cultivation could change their appearance. So, this world was never short of handsome men and beautiful women. Even demon beasts above the eighth rank could transform into human form. Of course, this was only hearsay in the original owner’s memory, as he had never seen it himself. After all, an eighth-rank demon beast was equivalent to a powerful martial general, and he, as a novice, hadn’t even stepped through the threshold of a small sect.
So, Han Zhiyuan couldn’t determine if the silver-haired beauty in front of him was human or a demon, but one thing was certain: he was injured, seriously injured.
“I…”
“Get lost!”
Haha, indeed it’s the remnant soul, just like that arrogant devil king.
The voice was cold and crisp, yet unexpectedly pleasant to the ears. The faintly red eyes seemed even redder, extraordinarily enchanting. If it were in usual times, Han Zhiyuan would have turned and left at the first word “get lost,” ignoring the man’s life and death. But now he couldn’t, because this person in front of him was his lifeline.
So, Han Zhiyuan expressionlessly moved closer, “Injured? Where is this place?”
However, the only response was an even colder look from the silver-haired beauty. The closer Han Zhiyuan got, the uglier the silver-haired beauty’s face became. The surrounding cold air was freezing to the point of dropping ice shards. Yet, he made no other move. Han Zhiyuan discreetly observed his expression, noticing a hint of vigilance in his eyes. He was indeed severely injured and couldn’t use his vital energy.
Han Zhiyuan decisively took a few steps forward, squatting beside him, “Hello, I’m Han Zhiyuan. Need help?” Taking advantage of his illness to build a good relationship with him would make any future actions easier.
At this moment, the silver-haired beauty’s face was extremely pale, his whole body trembling slightly. Was it from anger or something else?
“Get away!” The silver-haired man’s eyes darkened, gritting his teeth.
“You seem seriously injured,” Han Zhiyuan ignored him, placing a hand on the silver-haired beauty’s shoulder. Immediately, a clear palm print appeared on the white robe, conspicuously noticeable, while Han Zhiyuan shivered from the cold.
“Are you made of ice? So cold!” Water demon? Ice demon? It felt like sitting next to a huge block of ice while he himself was so hot he was about to evaporate. The contrast was incredibly refreshing… well?
“Get off! Ugh~” As soon as Han Zhiyuan touched his shoulder, the silver-haired beauty’s aura became chaotic. He struggled to cover his chest, his face filled with pain. Before he could finish speaking, he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, staining his white robe with an eerie blood flower.
“I say,” Han Zhiyuan quickly held him, shivering from the sudden cold, nearly dropping him again, “Are you okay?” The silver-haired beauty’s face was full of pain, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and his tightly knit brows made people want to smooth them out. Such a pitiable beauty, even on a man.
“Ugh~ Get… away… ugh~” Before finishing his sentence, the silver-haired beauty suddenly stopped, and his attempt to push Han Zhiyuan away turned into a tight grip, clearly in extreme pain. Han Zhiyuan almost cried from the grip, seeing the man’s eyes closed, blood still at the corner of his mouth, and more blood seeping out.
“I say…” Han Zhiyuan gently shook him, but the silver-haired beauty’s hand loosened, his slender white fingers falling straight down. Truly jade-like hands, though slightly bony, making them even more attractive. Then, the silver-haired beauty collapsed into Han Zhiyuan’s arms.
“Hiss~” The cold made Han Zhiyuan shiver. What now? It’s not a cold or fever, and he couldn’t help at all.
Han Zhiyuan, at a loss, suddenly noticed the unconscious man subconsciously snuggling into his arms. Feeling Han Zhiyuan’s heat, the silver-haired beauty instinctively moved closer, and his tightly knit brows slightly relaxed.
Han Zhiyuan shivered from the cold. “What a pity, if you were a beauty, I would hug you tightly even without you snuggling in.”
This enchanting person, truly embodying the phrase: “Saying no, but the body is honest.”
Han Zhiyuan, lost in the deep mountains, was unaware of the shocking news that had spread across the Nine Heavens Continent. It was said that the Peacock King failed to pass his tribulation, almost being annihilated by heavenly lightning, his soul severely damaged, and was attacked by several strong individuals, his body covered in wounds. Though he escaped, he was in critical condition.
The Peacock King’s failure greatly weakened the demon clan’s power, potentially altering the balance of power among the five factions of the Nine Heavens Continent. The gravely injured Peacock King became a sought-after treasure. The Peacock King, an emperor-level demon, had valuable parts, with even a single feather being able to create a heavenly weapon. His inner core, containing his cultivation essence, was particularly coveted, with legends saying that refining it could create a martial king-level expert. This allure drove people to pursue him relentlessly.
Under normal circumstances, even a martial emperor wouldn’t dare to target him, but the current situation was different. With the Peacock King’s soul severely damaged, many saw this as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Consequently, everyone on the Nine Heavens Continent joined the hunt for the Peacock King, some seeking his inner core, others aiming to kill him while he was weak.
The demon clan was the most anxious. The Peacock King’s unparalleled power made him not only the king of birds but also a symbol for the entire demon clan. His severe injury and unknown whereabouts undoubtedly affected the demon clan’s status.
Meanwhile, several thousand miles away, at the edge of a towering forest, three distinct individuals floated in the air. A burly man with a tiger-like build coldly observed the sprawling mountain range, his eyes filled with worry. “Where has the Peacock King gone?” His royal demeanor exuded an aura of authority.
Beside him, a golden-haired man with a frosty expression spoke, his eyes cold. “Our king’s soul was severely damaged by heavenly lightning, and then he was wounded by those old bastards,” the golden-haired man gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with rage. “He’s now at his weakest. If those old bastards find him first, I’m afraid…” The consequences would be disastrous for both the bird clan and the entire demon clan.
“Hmph!” A seductive woman in pink interjected, “Damn those human bastards. They’ll pay with their blood one day!” Her every movement exuded deadly charm, but her angry words made people afraid to look at her directly.
“No need to say that now. Finding our king is the priority,” the golden-haired man said seriously, then respectfully bowed to the other two. “I thank the Lion King and Fox King for their help.”
“Don’t mention it, Roc King. The Peacock King is not just the king of birds but the supreme stronghold of our entire demon clan,” the Lion King said solemnly.
The seductive woman added, “The Lion King is right. Besides, the Peacock King has taken care of the demon clan over the years. My fox clan won’t stand by and do nothing.”
“Thank you both,” the golden-haired man said gratefully. The demon clan was united, and the existence of their ancestor was a form of protection for all.
With a sharp cry, the three transformed into giant beasts: a lion as big as a hill, a seductive nine-tailed fox, and a golden-winged roc with wings spanning dozens of meters. In a blink, they disappeared into the sky.
Unlike their seriousness, far away in the deep mountains, Han Zhiyuan was carrying the silver-haired beauty for hours. Although the beauty was light, Han Zhiyuan was exhausted. It was terrifying to walk for hours and still be in the same place, a hopelessness that was scary.
“Ugh~” Suddenly, a soft moan came from behind. Han Zhiyuan was stunned. “Awake?” Before he finished speaking, his body flew four or five meters away, crashing into a giant tree and then the ground.
For a moment, Han Zhiyuan felt like his internal organs had shifted, almost fainting from the pain. He couldn’t react to how he had been thrown away.
The silver-haired man, with a cold expression and eyes full of transcendence, looked at the rolling Han Zhiyuan, like a deity descended. Except for the black claw prints on his clothes.
Han Zhiyuan looked at them and felt a deep pain, gritting his teeth in hatred. What kind of ungrateful treatment was this after carrying him for hours? He cursed his bad luck.
“Crunch~” At that moment, a cracking sound came from above, like a branch breaking, followed by more frantic crunching sounds, as if something was falling from the top of the giant tree!
“Damn!” Han Zhiyuan’s eyes widened, seeing a huge black ball falling fast above his head. Without thinking, he rolled aside just as a giant black stone, half as tall as a person, crashed into the ground, creating a huge pit.
Han Zhiyuan swallowed hard, staring at the giant stone, no, a giant egg! Damn, it almost killed him!
