
Akbar, Xiao Li and Arman looked at the vice school head's room in hiding.
TN: Warning, depictions of gore and/or death coming up in the next 10 or so chapters. Honestly I feel like the gore isn’t that strong, but just in case.
"Haa, the supernatural man ran away quickly."
When he was about to chase towards the female ghost. Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of his chest.
Slender, white, feminine arms had pierced through his chest. The hand also holds the still beating heart.
“Ah...ah...” The man opened his eyes wide, then let out even more blood.
This scene surprised everyone.
It happened so suddenly that neither the ghosts nor the human race could react in time.
"Holy King, you .. why ..." He could not accept it, turned around and asked.
Behind him, a woman wearing thin silk clothes coldly spoke: Because you wasted a good opportunity, and completely discarded the Demon King's preparations for the past dozen years in vain."
Saying so, he squeezed and crushed his heart. "A fool like you doesn't deserve to lead an army of demons, you don't even deserve to be a follower of the Demon King." the woman pulled her hand, then placed it on the Man's forehead.
“I've done my best——–“ Her eyes boil in anger.
"The price to pay for your failure is the possession of the soul, be our blood slave for good, never run away." the woman spoke.
Then his hand lightly hit the forehead of the person. The head of the man before him, bursting violently, a blue-green red-white substance flew everywhere, then quickly spread out. The headless corpse fell down, hit the ground with a 'beep' and remained that way.
After this chant, the Holy King's body became solid again.
He laughed lightly: What a pleasant murder, the fool ruined our preparations, even my time in this world has diminished a lot.
"Are you aware?" ask Arman.
“Yes, his spirit energy wave feels stronger than me, although not by much. But he was clearly no longer just a Sacred Realm” Xiao Li evaluated the Holy King from head to toe and gently replied.
"Can you fight?" asked Arman.
“Hay, of course, there was another realm after Sainted” Xiayu's eyes were full of sadness, in contrast to her who was usually so calm showing clear excitement.
"Xiao Li, what's wrong with you?." asked Akbar a little worried.
"Your world is so strange, why do people like to open gates that they should not open even if they have the power granted, the supernatural is not a field looking for treasure. It's risky!."
"If you say so, I'm also confused why would a demon spirit like you want to help?."
"May we get tired of seeing the world ourselves, but it is not impossible if you give the same price."
"Both humans and demons are also demons, a transaction is clearly an agreement, is not it?."
"We spirit is not making deals for profit but we are trying to balance the nature of both. That's a very expensive price ...."