"I want to take a little blood from you." Du Bufan's flat tone was like a calm lake surface, yet it stirred up monstrous waves within the Demon King's territory.
The surroundings felt as though they were gripped by the Reaper's giant hand, and a deathlike silence hung oppressively in the air. The Sparrow Demon's song stopped abruptly, as if an invisible force had choked her throat. That Demon King, like an ancient primordial god, possessed a majesty that could not be violated. It was the uncrowned king of the Tiandang Mountain Range, the supreme existence to whom all things submitted. Its majesty was like the brightest star in the night sky—vast in its brilliance yet piercingly cold, forcing all living beings to gaze up in awe.
The Wolf Demon's body trembled violently, and lowering its voice, it said with a tearful, trembling quiver: "Senior, have you lost your mind? Drawing blood from the Demon King? This... this is like an ant trying to shake Mount Tai! We're dead!" Every single word seemed squeezed with great difficulty from between its teeth, its eyes filled with terror as if it already saw the Demon King's wrath consuming it, turning it to dust to scatter across this domain.
Chapter 26