What shocked Long Chen was that this was a Divine Emperor-level demon clan powerhouse. This woman appeared to be in her forties, but her actual age was probably hundreds or even thousands of times older than she appeared.
This middle-aged woman had a single horn on her head. Her face wasn't particularly beautiful or unattractive, but compared to the previous woman, she was stunningly beautiful.
As soon as the woman appeared, the couple hurriedly left. Seeing her sizing him up from head to toe, Long Chen's heart skipped a beat—could she have revealed something?
"Follow me!"
The middle-aged woman actually reached out to pull Long Chen away. Long Chen instinctively pulled his hand back. The woman was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said,
"What are you afraid of?" It's not the first time, and besides, your few lovers are all in seclusion. "
Damn it... Long
Chen was filled with a thousand thoughts of a surge of thoughts rushing by. For the first time, Long Chen felt such sympathy for Wudao's plight. How many people was he trying to serve?
While he was still in a daze, the middle-aged woman grabbed Long Chen's hand again. At that moment, her face was filled with delight:
"Wow, your energy is so abundant! The surplus food is about to overflow, isn't it?"
Long Chen: "..."
He could use Ying Wudao's aura to mask his own aura, but he couldn't conceal the power of his vital energy. In an instant, the middle-aged woman sensed Long Chen's vital energy, as vast as an ocean.
She didn't suspect Long Chen's identity; she thought it was because of such a long period of "idleness" that his vitality had become full.
Being pulled by that middle-aged woman, Long Chen's scalp was about to explode. Damn, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
Long Chen braced himself as the middle-aged woman pulled him along, his mind racing, trying to find a way to escape. But she seemed to hold a lot of status here, and everyone who saw her was so frightened they quickly avoided her.
"Damn it, at your age, you can still have kids? Why drag this brat into this?" Long Chen cursed inwardly, but he was completely helpless.
Just as Long Chen was feeling anxious, an elderly man approached from ahead. Upon seeing the old man, Long Chen's heart skipped a beat. This old man's demonic energy was terrifying, his pressure overwhelming—he was actually a mid-stage Divine Emperor.
The old man's face was cold and imposing. When he saw the middle-aged woman and Long Chen, he couldn't help but frown and said, "
Yumo, at a time like this, you still have the energy to talk about useless things. The nest master called us to a meeting."
"Huh?" How come I didn't know?" The middle-aged woman was startled.
"I just notified you, hurry up and go!" After saying this, the old man left directly, never once glancing at Long Chen.
The middle-aged woman looked at Long Chen, her face hesitant, as if she was making a move.
"Damn, are you looking for a short-frequency fast track?" Long Chen's heart skipped a beat.
Finally, the woman gritted her teeth, took a nameplate from her waist, and stuffed it into Long Chen's hand, her face threatening: Take
my nameplate and wait for me in my cave dwelling. If I go back and can't see you, I'll expose all your secrets. After
saying this, the woman turned and left, leaving Long Chen alone, standing there stunned with his nameplate.
This is way too chaotic! Long Chen was on the verge of losing his mind. It seemed Ying Wudao had leverage over this woman, and it seemed Ying Wudao was also using her.
"This is definitely a master!"
Long Chen held the nameplate, feeling speechless inside. Ying Wudao's escape from the demon lair without anyone noticing was definitely no coincidence.
"By the way, a nameplate?"
Suddenly, Long Chen was overjoyed, wondering if this nameplate could help him enter the altar directly.
"Let's give it a try,"
Long Chen gritted his teeth and walked straight ahead.
As Long Chen had expected, the demon clan's high-ranking members were all in a meeting, and he had a nameplate in his hand. Wasn't this a heaven-sent opportunity?
No doubt, the high-ranking demon clan is meeting at this time because of the battle with the Purple Blood Clan. Such a major matter, and discussing a result or plan would definitely take some time.
Long Chen didn't care about anything else. After walking forward for a short while, he arrived at the center of the city. In the central area, there was a huge cave entrance. Entering through the cave led to the demon clan's lair.
Unlike other demon clans, these seemed to prefer living underground. Once underground, this place became another world, like a giant ant nest, with all kinds of forks in the road. Without Ying Wudao's map, Long Chen would be completely confused.
The lair was huge, and so was the passage. Demon clan powerhouses kept coming and going. Just as Ying Wudao said, the demons here were a hodgepodge, with all kinds of creatures, all bizarre and shaped.
However, most male demon clan experts showed disdain on their faces when they saw Long Chen, and some even mocked him a little.
Some female demon clan warriors lit up with eyes when they saw Long Chen, and some even tried to pull him back, but Long Chen dodged them all.
"Damn it, this absolutely can't be found out by a third person, or it'll be a total embarrassment." Long Chen thought to himself.
Moving through the winding passage, although he encountered some minor troubles, since Ying Wudao was fairly well-known among the demon clan, no one would really cause trouble. This allowed Long Chen to approach the core area safely without incident.
But once they got here, it became deserted. After walking a bit further, there was no one else around. Clearly, this was a forbidden area for demons, and ordinary people were off-limits to approach.
Suddenly, with a turn, a large gate appeared ahead. Just as Long Chen saw the gate, a cold voice rang out:
"Altar's stronghold. Anyone who trespasses will die!"
Immediately after, a terrifying pressure instantly locked onto Long Chen, rendering him immobile.
Long Chen was startled—there was actually a terrifying mid-stage Divine Emperor guarding this place. At the same time, he recalled that the day he had probed with his divine sense here and sensed a terrifying divine sense, it must have been this person.
Long Chen couldn't help but gasp. The gap between the Purple-Crowned Divine Emperor and ordinary Divine Emperors was enormous—too great to describe in words.
Before entering the Tianmai Profound Realm, Long Chen had only encountered a Divine Emperor-level powerhouse. Only after entering did he realize that Divine Emperors are divided into ordinary Divine Emperors and Purple-crowned Divine Emperors.
Ordinary ninth-rank Divine Emperors are basically useless before first-rank Purple-Crowned Divine Emperors, and mid-tier Purple-Crowned Divine Emperors can be pinned down immobilized by their pressure alone. That's the difference.
However, facing the Divine Emperor's targeting, Long Chen calmly said, "I have Lord Yumo's nameplate. I'm here for something important."
Hearing Long Chen say this, the pressure eased slightly, and Long Chen hurriedly took out Yumo's nameplate.
As soon as the nameplate appeared, a withered hand reached out from the void and grabbed it. Immediately after, an elder in a gray robe appeared.
The gray-robed elder was emaciated, like a dried corpse, and his eyes had turned yellow and shriveled, making him look truly terrifying.
"Kid, how dare you lie to me? You're asking for death!"
The gray-robed elder's expression changed when he saw the nameplate in his hand, and a terrifying pressure swept down like a tidal wave.