Chapter 616: Chapter 556: Invitation to Watch the Snow_2

“You say a sentence, I reply with a word,” the noises of conversation below gradually grew noisy, turning the cleansing banquet into something more akin to a banquet for changing lords.

Baili An thought, if Young Master Mi Lu were to inherit the position of the Demon Lord, it wouldn’t be a bad thing.

Compared to the inscrutable Female Demon Lord, Mi Lu was obviously much easier to deal with.

He was not as cunning as Ning Feiyan, nor did he have the cultivation of Shu Ci, yet he possessed an arrogantly dismissive nature; with the Demon World in his hands, it was feared that he would struggle to achieve great things.

However, today, could he really achieve his goal so easily with the backing of Yihe, Yihe’s brother, and numerous winged powers?

A light laugh rang out; the Female Demon Lord looked over the dancing demons below from her eyes that curled up in silent mirth at the corners of her mouth.

Only when her gaze caused the conversational noise to lessen did she leisurely begin to speak, “Are you finished?”

The sounds of discussion completely ceased, leaving only the sound of the morning wind whirling the fierce fire to slowly rise.

The Female Demon Lord’s gaze shifted, looking towards her brother Mi Lu, her smile deepened, “Hearing brother’s previous words, do you wish to capture a few Jiao dragons and Malevolent Spirits for fun?”

Under her meaningful gaze, Mi Lu awkwardly bowed his head to drink, merely scoffing coldly without saying much else.

The Jiao dragons of the Demon World were unlike any ordinary Jiao snakes of the Mortal World; each Jiao dragon was transformed from the demonic Jiao of the Evil Dragon Pond, naturally possessing the cultivation of the Tribulation Realm and extraordinarily fierce.

In terms of single-handed capture, he was not afraid, but considering that the Jiao dragon race lived in groups, capturing several alive for entertainment was easier said than done.

If provoked by her now, rashly agreeing would push him into a corner.

Zangxin immediately intervened, “Your Majesty, why resort to using provocation…”

“The River Lord has a tender heart,” the Female Demon Lord interrupted him before he could finish, “I merely mean to say, it’s rare for my brother to have such an interest, it’s a pity that I must disappoint him this time.”

“Disappointed?” Zangxin looked puzzled.

The Female Demon Lord smiled lightly, “Today is my first banquet since my return, after many years separated from you all by two realms, I have prepared a generous gift for this banquet.”

As her words came to a close, under the dimming dawn, Spiritual Energy cascaded like a flowing breeze.

Suddenly, a streak sharp as a star shard sliced through the dawn light; mottled light fell upon the long steps.

The demons cast their eyes forward, their gaze settling, only to see lying upon the jade steps, an object shining with a cold blue light.

It was a scale!

Furthermore, it was a Reverse Scale of a Jiao dragon!

When a Reverse Scale falls, the dragon perishes!

In the world of dragons, only True Dragons can withstand the removal of a Reverse Scale and not die.

For the Jiao dragons of the Demon World, if a Reverse Scale leaves the body, it inevitably results in a tragic long silence and death.

Had the Demon Lord actually ventured to the Evil Dragon Pond?

Mi Lu’s gaze was fixed on that piece of Jiao dragon Reverse Scale, bloodshot eyes bulging, something suppressed in his chest, his narrowed eyes darkly muttered, “Your Majesty truly came prepared with an impeccable strategy, just for a single Jiao dragon Reverse Scale. However, if Your Majesty likes it, once the Monarch’s Return Banquet is over, this young lord can also pluck a couple for Your Majesty to enjoy.”

Later, he would bring his protector Qi Ren, along with the two from Yihe Shu Ci, to pave the way. With righteousness on his side, he did not believe he couldn’t beat her!

High on the imperial platform, the surrounding wind was strong, the Demon Lord’s dark robes seemingly blending into the sky.

She stood at an unreachable height, lightly laughing, “I heard that this year the Malevolent Spirits are causing trouble, the grand demonic earth’s ten layers of fire assault the realm, making it hard even in winter to witness a magnificent display of snow. Today, I might as well gift you all a glance at the snow.”

Under the dawn light, the clear sky suddenly darkened as if draped with a black curtain, the sky growing grim; and in that dark sky, black and wild storms gathered above, whirling clouds and Demonic Qi.

Then, more fragments like shattered stars seemed to fall from cracks in the heavens, a magnificent scene as if the Star Sea plummeted onto the Houtu land.

The shadowed world suddenly burst forth in brightness, as if a celestial phenomenon had arisen, akin to a myriad of stars shining together.

But all knew, whether the sun, moon, or stars, all were obscured by the hand of the Demon Lord.

With the heavens covered, there was no talk of stars shining.

That splendor resembling myriad stars, naturally couldn’t be stars; those glimmers catching in the eyes of Mi Lu, Zangxin, and others were even more terrifying than falling stars.

Those were Reverse Scales!

Countless, innumerable Reverse Scales of the dragon!

The Reverse Scales stirred a strong wind, blizzards and clouds wildly interwoven between heaven and earth, above the skies, as if avalanches were collapsing, shattered ice and snow whirl clouds sparsely.

What a splendid display of snow!

Falling into the Royal City, chilling the hearts of billions from the Demon Clan.

The Demon Lord, at some point, had approached the edge of the imperial platform, the morning wind fluttering the pearls of her crown, her dancing robes seeming like wings ready to soar.

Although her innate wings were incomplete, at this moment, who dared doubt her, to which part of the Nine Heavens and Four Seas could she not travel?

Ning Feiyan raised his cup, catching a dragon Reverse Scale with the clear water in the cup.

The water in the cup quickly froze, within the icy cold, emanating the strong resentment of fear and despair from the scale’s deceased owner.

She chuckled softly and looked up at the Empress seated on the imperial platform above.

Compared to those years before, she really hadn’t changed at all.

The first to start verbally attacking, the old man with a goat beard, was nearly kneeling in the dust now, his face pale and horrified beyond recognition.

The old woman from the Demon Clan with black spots and brown feathers was shaking like a sieve; her already hunched back nearly bending to the ground.

At this moment, Young Lord Mi Lu felt as though countless venomous snakes had slithered over him, his body uncontrollably cold and trembling.

A discarded demon sealed for thousands of years, how could she have such capabilities!

That was the Evil Dragon Pond!

If not for assembling a large army from the Demon Realm, it wasn’t a place where one could confront life and death!

She alone had single-handedly slaughtered millions of Jiao dragons there, the Reverse Scale being a taboo that dragons dare not touch.

Mi Lu felt an unstoppable chill; if it were said that she slaughtered the Evil Dragoncs, pushing her cultivation to the heavens, that would be one thing.

These proud and arrogant Jiao dragons, who considered themselves noble unparalleled dragons born to rule, what kind of terror had they faced in her presence that they couldn’t even self-detonate their Primordial Spirits, instead enduring the humiliation of having Reverse Scales forcibly removed.

The Female Demon Lord looked down and smiled, her fingertip grooming the cat fur on Baili An’s head, seeing him intently watching the scene above, she briefly revealed a tender smile very different from her usual one.

“Little Baili, the best is still to come.”

Countless Reverse Scales disappeared into the earth, snow and dust settled, the dark clouds dispersed, and the world regained clarity.

And above those thick dark clouds, below the Nine Heavens, countless floating corpses of Jiao dragons hung in the sky like collections.

Using the heavens as a canvas and the corpses as ink, they sketched out an enormously huge, cruel, and spectacular scroll of the Heavenly Sea.

Everyone was left breathless by the scene.

Yihe Shu Ci, playing with his flute, still bore a detached and empty look. He sneezed, seemingly feeling a bit cold, and pulled his tattered robe tighter, glancing at the ashen-faced Mi Lu before quickly averting his gaze.

However, the event was far from over.

“I heard that Yihe Shu Ci is extremely fond of flutes. Fortunately, I recently acquired a new flute, which I will gift to the River Lord today, hoping he will enjoy it.”

With that, the Female Demon Lord flicked a flute made of bone from her sleeve.

Yihe Shu Ci caught the high-thrown Bone Flute, examining it only to discover the bone of the flute bore a bizarrely red hue.

In this world, no creature’s bones are red.

Yet he recognized it, those were bones of a Malevolent Spirit.

Malevolent Spirits, being Spiritual Bodies, initially have no bones, yet there are exceptional rulers among them who, upon cultivating to a terrifying realm, can grow flesh and form a corporeal body.

A Spiritual Body cultivating a physical body is an existence beyond imagination.

His pupils intensely contracted within his sockets for a long time, before Shu Ci regained his detached demeanor and stowed the flute away, “Thank you for Your Majesty’s gracious gift.”

Mi Lu certainly didn’t think that a demon like Yihe Shu Ci could be simply swayed by a flute.

He hated that his own powerlessness not only caused him embarrassment but also subjected Shu Ci to such mockery and humiliation. His heart burned with agony.

Just a moment ago, he had openly mocked the Demon Lord, saying she had achieved nothing, only recklessly slaughtering weak groups like the Nine Serpents; rather than waste time, better to capture a few Jiao dragons and Malevolent Spirits for fun.

After a round of public questioning, she calmly and unflappably officially commenced the Monarch’s Return Banquet.

At this moment, Mi Lu’s cheeks felt as though they had sustained hundreds of slaps, burning painfully.