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“Shut your mouth!” Yan Xu suddenly shouted, commanding his own lackey.

Yan He, however, froze, for he did not see Yan Xu’s complexion had already turned pale with fear and astonishment.

Zhu Minglang watched Yan Xu, saw the trembling back of his hand, saw his pupils tense and uneasy.

Overhead, a thick darkness loomed, which could be mistaken for the shadow of heavy clouds at a careless glance, but Yan Xu had clearly sensed something. A terrifying creature hid within this shadow. They couldn’t see it, but they could feel a pair of eyes watching them, exerting a pressure that made Yan Xu’s body hair stand on end!

“Do you still feel that me spitting seeds at you is an insult now?” Zhu Minglang asked with a warm smile.

“It is an honor, it is an honor. Please spare my life, your excellency. It was my fault for not recognizing a great person and offending you…” Yan Xu hurriedly shook his head.

If spitting a grape seed on his face would end the matter, not just one small seed, Yan Xu would be willing even if he were covered in them!

“Too bad, I’ve always been ruthless and brutal with my enemies. You no longer have a chance to beg for mercy,” Zhu Minglang continued.

“Your excellency, please spare me this time, I… I, Yan Xu, am just a mad dog who carelessly ran in front of you and made trouble. I won’t dare to do it again, truly won’t dare next time!” Yan Xu crawled on the ground.

In this crawling pose, he indeed resembled a dog, to the point that the Yellow Beast Dog looked confused, wondering why someone was competing to act like a dog.

Yan Xu trembled all over with fright, not just begging Zhu Minglang for mercy, but also overwhelmed by the fear of the creature in the darkness, losing all ability to think.

A slender tail slowly descended to Yan Xu’s neck, gently winding around Yan Xu’s throat.

Yan Xu lay prostrate on the ground, lifting his head in extreme horror, but before he could make out the creature in the darkness, the tail suddenly tightened!

His throat was locked, suffocation set in, and then came the sound of his neck breaking. Yan Xu could hear it himself, and the pain was slightly delayed, but when it came, it was immensely intense, distorting all his features together.

He made no sound as his body was lifted into the air. His neck was not instantly twisted but was slowly squeezed and gradually crushed. Yan Xu slowly died amidst the torture of suffocation and a broken neck!!

Yan He stood motionless nearby, witnessing Yan Xu being killed.

His arms trembled wildly, and he finally realized that a terrifying creature was overhead.

He raised his Iron Whip, wildly flailing at the air, but after only a few swings, a claw shadow suddenly appeared on his chest!

“Pffft!!!!!!”

The next second, Yan He’s chest shattered, blood sprayed, and that claw shadow directly ripped his heart out, then brought it in front of him before he died.

Yan He was completely immobilized, watching his own blood-drenched heart, his eyes filled with horror!!

“Ahhh!!!!!!”

A scream of absolute terror finally burst from Yan He’s mouth, but this cry of pain and despair seemed to exhaust his last breath of life.

He collapsed to the ground, no longer struggling.

Blood was still flowing from his shattered chest, and the heart that seemed to still be beating was tossed in front of the Yellow Beast Dog, which, oblivious to what had happened, swallowed it in one gulp as if it had chanced upon a delicious treat.

Both men died instantly!

Whether it was Yan Xu or Yan He, they both possessed Monarch Level strength, especially Yan He, who should have been among the best of the Monarch Level…

Yet they died even more easily than the murderous Demon Lord Xing Kun!

Luo Shaoyan and Jing Yu looked at Zhu Minglang, whose demeanor had undergone a tremendous change, and saw his eyes dark and mysteriously evil like a nebula, for a moment uncertain whether this ferocious deity was the Zhu Minglang they knew.

The darkness above his head was gradually dissipating, and Zhu Minglang’s eyes were also slowly returning to their usual black.

Zhu Minglang helped Luo Shaoyan up, but Luo Shaoyan was still in shock.

When they killed Xing Kun earlier, they had only seen a silhouette amidst a dazzling brilliance, at least aware that it was a light attribute Dragon King.

This time, they didn’t even see a shadow, and had no idea what means Zhu Minglang had used to kill Yan Xu and Yan He!

Moreover, Luo Shaoyan and Jing Yu had heard the conversation between Zhu Minglang and Yan Xu, and when Yan Xu learned of Zhu Minglang’s other identity, he had prostrated on the ground begging for mercy!

Was this the man for whom Princess Luoshui had offered a bounty of Four Million Jin?

Jing Yu looked at Zhu Minglang, unable to discern his true nature for a moment!

It must have been her own folly that made her think this man, who fled from a marriage arranged by Wen Lingfei, was so ordinary!

“Boss, who exactly are you?” Luo Shaoyan couldn’t help but ask.

Killing them was as easy as slaughtering chickens, Yan Xu and Yan He were after all experts from the Yan Clan, and Luo Shaoyan no longer recognized the person who had pretended to be a novice back in Xuancao Mountain Castle!

“Help me with the cleanup, as this place is still the Yan Clan’s territory,” Zhu Minglang said, seeing that Luo Shaoyan was still lively.

“Boss, do you realize this is the Yan Clan’s territory? Are we going to be able to leave the Yan Clan’s mountain alive?” asked Luo Shaoyan.

“As long as the cleanup is thorough,” said Zhu Minglang, beginning to deal with the two bodies.

Luo Shaoyan helped alongside, mainly cleaning up the bloodstains and the corpses, trying to make sure no one discovered them. Before seeing the bodies, most people would think the person had just gone missing.

Jing Yu watched from the side, unable to be of any help.

But watching Zhu Minglang’s proficient clean-up, skillfully erasing all traces, the naive young queen couldn’t help but shudder.

How could the Demon Lord Xing Kun, with his unsound mind and handicapped intellect, compare to the calm and composed Zhu Minglang?

“Alright, if anyone asks you about Yan Xu and Yan He, just refer to the incidents that happened during the festivities. Don’t mention anything else,” Zhu Minglang instructed his two companions.

Luo Shaoyan from Xia Yu and the young queen nodded like innocent babies, agreeing vigorously.

Having left the rocky peak, Zhu Minglang continued hunting as if nothing had happened, only his hunting method was somewhat different—he was not only searching for those criminals…

The Yellow Beast Dog, for some reason, had become very eager, tirelessly seeking prey and working hard to please Zhu Minglang, trying to make up for its earlier betrayal.