LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.

LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
442. HELL VALLEY.


The Valley of Hell was a place once shrouded in a thick and terrifying fog. Today, however, is a very sunny day and makes the view rather bright.


Although the warm sunlight promised excitement, the hearts of the inhabitants of the Valley of Hell were in a dark fog!


In the meeting hall, You Wanshan sat in his chair with the elders on both sides. The empty seat among the row of elders was a dead gift for their somber atmosphere.


They were grimly reminded of losing them!


It had been two years since their wisest elder, You Guiqi, was killed. Right now, the valley is sending its best to take revenge for such a heavy blow.


Ironically, instead of the corpses of their most hated enemy, Tan Wen Hong, being carried, even more losses were added to the pile!


Putting aside the defeat of their first elder in Windgaze City, due to Tan Wen Hong as well,


after You Guiqi fell, the number of servants slowly included the 3rd elder, the 4th elder, the 6th elder. Even the 5th elder did not escape unscathed, his arm torn.


The Valley of Hell was in a precarious situation, with half of their 12 elders leaving and one paralyzed.


All while Tan Wen Hong was alive and kicking. This is something that is hard to accept.


That's a real insult!


No one predicted they would take a hit like they did three centuries ago.


Their legacy is thousands of years old, the dignity of their seven homes pierced and mocked at every turn.


Bam!


You Wanshan slammed the table, and everyone could hear his teeth rustling from being pitted hard.


Everyone was filled with the same hatred, especially the 5th elder.


He touched his injured shoulder as flames threatened to escape from his eyes whenever he cursed one name over and over again in his mind.


Tan Wen Hong's!


But they are trapped now. They pushed the imperial family too far and the latter summoned Marshal Dugu to expel the fear into them.


If they made one wrong move, they would immediately see millions of Dugu Zhantian soldiers at their doorstep. And no one can bear the burden of such consequences.


This was where they, all wanting to storm into Windgaze City, to squeeze the blood of the Tan and Tan Wen Hong clans, but no one dared to do so.


Their survival depends heavily on balance!


This is their puzzle.


The Grand Elder looked at his surroundings and sighed. The mood feels gripping…


The 5th elder was the one who was first violated. Eyes were on him, but no one answered,


even though they all feel the same way. Anyone there knew the consequences of such an action.


Hum


The ripples suddenly brought with it a faint flute sound!


“Damn it! Who would dare to be cheerful at such a miserable time like this? I'll tear him apart!”


The 5th elder was boiling, and his music only helped spur his anger further.


But before he could go hunting, the Grand Elder raised his hand, fear shook his core, “Wait, i-it's the Divine Dragon flute Fang Qiubai ..”


“Heavenly sword Flute Jade?!”


They all started, with hearts in their throats. Even the enraged 5th elder slowly calmed down, his mouth opening in shock.


“Damn everything! What is the Heavenly Flute Jade Sword doing here? ” the 5th elder turned to the others.


You Wanshan sighed, filled with bitterness.


Huh, why else? Wasn't the emperor putting it on us?


Why did decades make the imperial family wretched and grow into a backbone all of a sudden?


You Wanshan felt like crying, but he prepared for the meeting as he gestured for the elders to follow him outside the Valley of Hell.


At the entrance, the majestic and mighty figure of the heavenly Dragon, Fang Qiubai, played a melodious tone on his flute!


When the voice stopped suddenly, Fang Qiubai played the flute in his hand as he spoke coldly, saying,


“At the order of the emperor, Lord Valley You must attend the court immediately!”


You Wanshan was furious.


Seven houses and the imperial family were at a stalemate, with both sides handling Tianyu affairs.


Even when an edict came earlier to the Valley of Hell, it was always presented with respect and courtesy.


It was clear that this time, the emperor sent the heavenly Dragon with his decree. He even played a flute outside their valley to pull them out. It was a show of strength.


If they showed fear, wouldn't the emperor take a tougher stance when he saw it?


No matter how reasonable the reason was, he still had to leave. He wanted to talk at length with the emperor.