Lord of the Magical Beasts

Hypocritical lecher?

Even though Dio was scheming and shrewd, his expression still turned gloomy and more ice-cold upon hearing what Yang Ling had said. An ice-cold glint flashed past his eyes.

He was the Algernon Clan’s young master, and none had ever dared to act so impudently in front of him for the past years. Even Algernon Branch’s High-Level Divine Duty Experts would act respectfully in his face. He didn’t expect that a trifling Mid-Level Deity like Yang Ling would be so impudent!

“Anyone who acts impudently in front of the young master should die.” After Dio gave a person a suggestion, a veiled woman holding a longbow stepped forward, and she spoke before she shot a sharp arrow. The arrow flew toward Yang Ling’s face!

The longbow that reached the women’s brow was pitch-blade, and its corners were made with hard ox’s horns with many complex Magical Symbols were carved on it. Its bowstring was quite elastic, and it shone with a black luster. It seemed like the bowstring was made from a certain Magical Beast’s tendon.

The arrow was also black like the bow, and it had a tiny, blood-red opening in its tip, while many complex symbols were carved on the arrow’s shaft. The arrow emitted wave upon wave of obscure Energy Ripples!

It was obvious that this was an extraordinary Magical Bow!

Swoosh!

The arrow was quite swift, and it turned into a black light beam that streaked across the air. It emitted an ear-piercing tearing noise, and it reached Yang Ling instantly. It left behind it ripples in the air, and even the air in its way was distorted, miniature spatial fissures appearing there.

“Death Coil!”

The Thousand-handed Blood Vine next to Yang Ling stepped forward recklessly and released swiftly a large number of tentacles. She hoped to block the sharp arrow for Yang Ling, but the arrow was swift, and, as a “swooshing” sound echoed out, it quickly passed through the numerous tentacles and flew toward Yang Ling’s forehead.

Swoosh!

Yang Ling’s pupils contracted as he looked at the arrow that closed on him, and his body flickered as he moved quickly. The sharp arrow passed narrowly by his neck, and Yang Ling managed to survive this crisis thanks to his high speed and keen reaction ability. However, he still felt a stab of pain from his neck due to the wind brought over by the arrow; it was like sharp Sword Energy.

Even the air current brought over by the arrow was so terrifying, and if the arrow shot him, it would have been worse.

Yang Ling stroked his pained neck, and his expression turned grave. He wore the Ice-Sealing Armor quickly, and he didn’t dare to take this carelessly any longer. The veiled archer had excellent archery and high speed. The Energy Ripples within her body weren’t any weaker than Richardson’s, and she possessed at least an apex High-Level Deity’s power.

It was more difficult to deal with an archer with an apex High-Level Deity’s power than a warrior that also had an apex High-Level Deity’s power. It was impossible to defend against an archer effectively, and the ice-cold arrows would hit him if he succumbed to her dirty tricks.

“Well?”

The veiled archer let out a surprised cry. She was astounded by Yang Ling’s high speed and swift reaction ability. She assumed that a single arrow would be enough to solve the issue, and she assumed that the arrow would penetrate Yang Ling’s head. She didn’t expect that Yang Ling would manage to easily dodge the arrow at the crucial juncture.

“Humph! Peggy, your movements are too slow. Did I punish you lightly last night?” Dio looked at Yang Ling, who survived the crisis narrowly before he looked at the veiled female archer next to him. He snorted coldly and resentfully, then he furrowed his brow impatiently.

He planned to enjoy the sight of a head explosion caused by arrows, and didn’t expect that the hateful Yang Ling would dodge the arrow at the last moment.

“Young master, I have just made a mistake.” When the veiled female archer recalled the previous night’s humiliation, her body shivered as if it was bitten by a snake, and she gnashed her teeth before taking several deep breaths. She forced herself to calm down before she raised her head suddenly and shot seven arrows in a row.

Swoosh!

The seven arrows flew together in a straight line toward Yang Ling’s face. Their speed was higher than last time, and the veiled female archer still used her famous technique Swift Successive Seven Arrows to dispose of Yang Ling with a single strike.

“Lord, dodge it quickly. Hurry up!” Elizabeth was eager to protect her master, and she spoke before she stood recklessly in front of Yang Ling. As a “swooshing” echoed out, she stretched out her numerous tentacles.

“Elizabeth, get out of the way!”

Yang Ling looked at the seven, swift, sharp arrows that flew at him and pushed the Thousand-handed Blood Vine in front of him away before he weaved Wizard Seals with his hands. The Thousand-handed Blood Vine was quite powerful, but the veiled female archer’s arrows were no small matter, and Yang Ling didn’t want to make her take risks for him unless it was absolutely necessary.

Sizzle!

The several sharp arrows let out an ear-piercing tearing sound as they flew toward Yang Ling’s face. They were quite swift!

“Hurry up, brother Yang Ling. Get out of the way quickly.”

“Oh, my God! Swift Successive Seven Arrows. They are too swift!”

…

The seven arrows became even swifter, and they instantly reached Yang Ling, who still stood motionless as if he was terror-stricken. When the crowd saw this, they cried out involuntarily, and some couldn’t even bear watching this sight, opting to close their eyes, instead. However, when the crowd just assumed that Yang Ling wouldn’t manage to survive this crisis, and when the guards next to Dio cheered loudly, a surprising sight appeared.

Yang Ling didn’t move at all, and all seven arrows penetrated his head. But what was strange was that blood didn’t flow out of his wound, and his body turned more transparent. As a “swooshing” echoed out, he disappeared quickly from the surface of the world.

At the crucial juncture, Yang Ling used the Earth Evasion Spell to teleport to another region, and he just left behind him a deceptive afterimage.

“Spatial Teleportation Law?”

The body of the guards next to Dio shivered when they realized that Yang Ling was safe and sound. Even the Generals Heng and Ha, who possessed unfathomable power, shivered. It seemed that Yang Ling was just a Mid-Level Deity and they didn’t expect that he grasped the legendary Spatial Law. He managed to easily dodge Peggy’s Seven Arrows Killing Technique.

“Could it be that he’s a peerless powerhouse that hid his power or a direct descendant of a certain great faction?” Dio pondered over this quickly, and he muttered to himself irresolutely before he shook his head.

If Yang Ling was a peerless powerhouse that hid his power, he would have made a counterattack long ago, or he would have simply left. He wouldn’t have born this until now. In addition, he traveled for the past few years and visited many places, yet he had never heard or seen any great faction’s direct descendant that grasped the legendary Spatial Law.

“If I take out his Godhead and swallow it, won’t I manage…” Dio looked at Yang Ling opposite to him and the numerous Wanderers in the vicinity. After he pondered over this, he came up with a crazy idea.

The Wanderer Camp, on the foot of the mountain, wasn’t protected by any faction and wasn’t overseen by any peerless experts. If he killed Yang Ling’s group, slaughtered all Wanderers in the camp, and destroyed the corpses, he would manage to get Yang Ling’s Godhead without anyone knowing about it. Even if Yang Ling was a direct descendant of a great faction that came out to travel, Yang Ling’s clan still wouldn’t target Dio, because the dead couldn’t testify.

If he fused with Yang Ling’s Godhead, he would likely comprehend the powerful Spatial Law. As Dio thought about this, he couldn’t help but get excited, and he instructed the Generals Heng and He next to him in a low voice. His two personal guards were surprised, and they quickly started laughing.

As a “swooshing” sound echoed out, they took out their weapons and got ready to carry out a massacre, while the other guards dispersed quickly. They guarded the main gate and encircled the whole camp. They didn’t have many people, but most of them had a High-Level Deity’s power, possessing a great, imposing manner.

Would they slaughter the people to silence them?

All people who could travel in the Graveyard of Gods and Devils weren’t fools and had much experience. When they discerned that Dio’s group encircled the whole camp instead of Yang Ling’s group, they quickly responded and approached each other. As a “swooshing” echoed out, they pulled out their sharp weapons and got on guard.

A great battle could occur at any moment!

“Algernon Divine Branch is quite powerful, but Cutting Edge Warriors have never feared any factions. If you want to kill my brother and snatch my woman, you’ll have first to step upon my corpse.”

When Richardson discerned that the current situation was far from good, he took out a scarlet badge from his pocket without the least bit of hesitation. After he chanted several incantations, the badge turned into malevolent-looking heavy armor. There were many complex symbols carved on the armor, and there was a thorn on the knee region, elbow region, and other joints.

Richardson didn’t want to take out the badge in his travels unless it was absolutely necessary. This was a Cutting Edge Badge of Death that was given to him by his mother, and every time he looked at this badge, he would recall his father, who he had never seen–the father who never showed any interest in him or his mother. Many times, he got an impulse to throw this badge into a deep ocean.

He would never deny that he was a Cutting Edge Warrior in front of people, but he still never used this to show off, and he never divulged his true identity to people. He didn’t even want to go back to the Green Clan and go through the baptism. He just wanted to travel outside alone and slowly practice the Cutting Edge Art passed to him by his mother.

Cutting Edge Badge of Death!

This was the identity badge of the core members of the Death Plane’s Cutting Edge Warriors, and it was also a trump card that would frighten all enemies. It was said that every badge like this was crafted by the Cutting Edge Warrior of Death, Alex, and it possessed great might. Only the Green Clan’s direct descendant with a pure bloodline that could use it, and whenever a badge was destroyed, the lofty Divine Lord, the Cutting Edge Warrior of Death, Alex, would detect it.

“A Cutting Edge Warrior, damn it. Why is a direct descendant of the Green Clan here?” When Dio saw the malevolent-looking scarlet armor worn by Richardson, he furrowed his brow.

He knew previously that Richardson was a Cutting Edge Warrior, but he assumed that he was just an ordinary Outer Member of the Green Clan, because his power was just at the same level as Scott. He hadn’t expected that he was a core direct descendant of the Green Clan!

The Cutting Edge Warrior of Death, Alex, was a peerless powerhouse, at the same level as the King of Darkness, the City Amongst the Clouds Lord, and Algernon Divine Lord. Even Dio didn’t dare to rashly antagonize the Green Clan, despite his family’s great influence.

In the past years, the Algernon Divine Branch was deadlocked in a fight against the King of Darkness, and if the Green Clan, that kept its neutrality, joined the King of Darkness’s camp, the consequences would be too horrible to imagine. If a conflict broke out between his family and the Green Clan due to this, his status as a young master wouldn’t protect him from severe punishment.