Published: February 20, 2025
CHAPTER TEXT:
Silver Wings of Time, Bloodline Extraction
Is there some kind of passion?
Looking at the forked horn demon king who is struggling against the betrayal of his soul and faith for Brooks, Chen Chu inexplicably felt a sense of two big men gazing at each other passionately.
Because the demon king's physique is bulky and his appearance is coarse and ferocious, even Chen Chu did not think of it as a "woman" in that sense.
After all, although the infernal true demon looks fierce, the difference between male and female is still quite obvious, such as Tarolya, who once injured him with three strikes.
On the surface, she completely appears as a human beauty with purple long hair and a stunning figure.
Faced with the serious gaze of the forked horn demon king, Brooks felt uncomfortable under scrutiny and instinctively shook his head, "Forget it, Your Excellency the Divine Martial, just kill him."
"…Are you sure?" Chen Chu paused.
Brooks hurriedly said, "Just kidding, Your Excellency, please don't mind."
Indeed, there seems to be something there.
Watching this scene, Chen Chu became more certain of his thoughts, unexpectedly this heir of the top Simon group had such a unique sexual orientation.
However, it is said that the atmosphere regarding this matter in Simon's side is indeed more open.
While Chen Chu was lost in thought, Brooks transformed into a black light and appeared in front of the forked horn demon king. Upon seeing this, a silver eye slowly emerged on Chen Chu's forehead.
In an instant, everything dissipated in Chen Chu's sight, he stepped on the void, and countless white streams of light rushed past him like a flood submerging the world.
And whenever Chen Chu's gaze lingered on some fleeting streams of light around him, it was as if information from the explosion of the universe surged towards him crazily, causing his consciousness to roar and tremble.
With Chen Chu's current powerful physique, his brain's instant processing speed was even more exaggerated than a quantum computer, one can imagine how terrifying that information was.
Regaining his composure, and abandoning the attempt to peer into the future, Chen Chu followed a flash of intuition that flickered in his mind.
After upgrading his spiritual eye to a high-level divine ability, not only could he perceive everything along his line of sight, sense danger, but he could also briefly capture some fragmented images of the future.
However, foreseeing the future consumed too much energy and could not be used loosely.
Just after opening it for less than a second, the silver eye on Chen Chu's forehead slowly closed again.
He did not sense any danger or unease from the forked horn demon king; it should be safe to confirm that this time of 'surrender' was without issue.
Although the perception of the spiritual eye does not guarantee 100% accuracy, at least the existence that could shield Chen Chu's perception was at least at the ancient level or above.
Clearly, this forked horn demon king did not fall into that category.
Half an hour later, two figures enveloped in demon qi rushed into the forest below, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Watching the two 'people' leave, Chen Chu also soared into the sky, becoming a vague shadow between illusion and reality, flying towards hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.
Under the night sky, Chen Chu maintained a flying altitude of about a hundred kilometers, the undulating mountains beneath him, with peaks towering thousands of meters continuously retreating behind him.
Moreover, amidst the swirling clouds and mist between those peaks, occasional sounds of brutal roars and cries echoed, instantly bringing a sense of wild desolation.
This is the mythical world, mysterious, splendid, and vast.
Just as Chen Chu crossed over a hundred thousand kilometers, admiring the scenery along the way, a fierce roar echoed from a mountain peak rising over fifty thousand meters in the distance.
Roar!
Under the terrifying sound wave, the mountain peak exploded, and trees flew in all directions, as an eight-hundred-meter-long behemoth, exuding a mid-mythical presence, roared out of the mist.