“Chapter 275: Female Demon Lord, Stop Randomly Groping!”

"Rumble—!!!"

The moment the dark red divine and demonic phantom condensed above the Hidden Sword Pavilion, the grand protective Formation of the entire Heavenly Demon Palace let out an unbearable groan.

A terrifying pressure from the ancient primordial era, like a tangible storm, instantly swept across a radius of a hundred miles!

In the underground secret chamber.

Gu Lan abruptly opened his eyes, two flashes of tangible dark golden lightning darting across the depths of his pupils.

"Holy shit! The commotion is too big!"

He clearly felt the rampage of the outside air, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He had only cultivated the Nine Revolutions Divine Demon Body to the second revolution, yet it actually produced such an exaggerated anomaly. If that suspicious Female Demon Lord Ye Hongzhuang saw this, she would definitely slice him up for research!

"Retract!"

Gu Lan roared angrily, the ten-pattern purple extreme golden core reversing crazily within his Dantian.

He slammed his hands fiercely against the ground, forcibly dragging back into his body that violent surge of blood qi that was about to break through the clouds!

"Whoosh—"

The dark red divine and demonic phantom in mid-air flickered twice like a holographic projection that had lost power, instantly turning into specks of red light and dissipating into the night breeze.

"Phew… That was close, I almost gave myself away."

Gu Lan let out a long breath of turbid air carrying a scorching high temperature, sprawling flat on his back on the cold floor of the secret chamber.

Right now, his entire body was like an iron block just fished out of a smelting furnace, his skin presenting an extremely healthy dark bronze color.

The most bizarre thing was that on every inch of his muscle and every bone, a layer of extremely intricate dark golden demonic patterns faintly emerged.

These demonic patterns seemed to have a life of their own, flickering slightly with his breathing, and then slowly fading beneath his skin.

Gu Lan climbed up from the ground and clenched his fists.

"Crack, crack, snap!"

A burst of crisp sounds resembling firecrackers came from his joints.

Without mobilizing a shred of true essence, nor urging any strange fire.

Gu Lan just casually threw a punch at the ten-thousand-year basalt rock in front of him used for testing cultivation strength.

"Bang!!!"

A muffled sound.

That piece of basalt, which even a Late Stage Golden Core Cultivator would find difficult to leave a white mark on with a full-force strike, was actually shattered into flying stone powder all over the sky by Gu Lan's casual punch, just like a fragile piece of tofu dregs!

Even the aftermath brought by the wind of his fist plowed a three-foot-deep trench into the sturdy walls of the secret chamber!

"Goodness gracious…"

Gu Lan looked at his intact fist without even a shred of skin broken, and even he drew a sharp breath.

"The Physical Body strength of the second revolution of this Nine Revolutions Divine Demon Body is simply more perverted than a Yao Beast!"

"If I run into that so-called Righteous Path scholar again, and just stand there letting him slash a hundred swords, I reckon his hands would break before he could breach my defense!"

Awesome!

It is simply too awesome!

In this bone-eating Demonic Cult, nothing gives one more sense of security than solid, down-to-earth power.

With this Physical Body comparable to a humanoid weapon, coupled with the ten-pattern purple extreme golden core, Gu Lan now has absolute confidence to retreat unscathed even against a Nascent Soul Stage old monster!

"The inheritance left behind by the First Generation Demon Lord is truly a good thing!"

Gu Lan touched the dark golden ring inside his Storage Pouch, the corners of his mouth almost splitting to the roots of his ears.

However, before he could finish rejoicing.

"Boom—!!!"

The dragon-breaking stone door of the secret chamber, weighing tens of thousands of catties and carved with defensive Formations, suddenly let out a deafening roar.

Immediately following, the entire stone door was like being hit head-on by a missile, directly exploding into countless gravel fragments, crazily splashing toward the interior of the secret chamber!

"Who is it?!"

Gu Lan's gaze turned sharp, and he didn't dodge at all. He directly raised his right arm, blocking it horizontally in front of his chest.

Those gravel fragments mixed with terrifying kinetic energy smashed into his arm, making a series of clinking metallic sounds, and were all knocked down to the ground without harming a single hair of his.

Amidst the rolling dust and smoke.

A graceful and dangerous black figure stepped on the gravel all over the ground and slowly walked in.

"Gu Lan, you have a lot of nerve."

Cold, lazy, yet exuding a Soul Transformation Stage pressure sufficient to freeze the Soul.

Ye Hongzhuang!

Today, she wore an extremely form-fitting black silk long dress, outlining her devilishly fiery figure to perfection.

But in her long, deep phoenix eyes, unmasked shock, suspicion, and Killing Intent were currently burning.

"Lord Sovereign?!"

Gu Lan's heart skipped a beat, secretly crying out that it was bad.

Why did this Old Hag arrive so fast?!

"What evil Cultivation Technique were you practicing just now?"

Ye Hongzhuang didn't talk nonsense; with a single step of shrinking the ground into inches, she instantly crossed a distance of more than ten zhang, directly appearing in front of Gu Lan.

An ice-cold, jade-like palm reached out like lightning, tightly pinching Gu Lan's neck!

The speed was so fast that even Gu Lan, whose Physical Body had just reached Major Achievement, didn't react in time!

"Urgh!"

Gu Lan was lifted up by Ye Hongzhuang with one hand, his feet dangling in the air.

"Just now at the main peak, I actually sensed the ancient aura of the First Generation Demon Lord!"

Ye Hongzhuang stared fixedly into Gu Lan's eyes, that gaze as if wanting to see right through his Soul.

"That aura was transmitted from your Hidden Sword Pavilion! Speak! What on earth did you do down below?! Did you hide some extraordinary trump card behind my back?!"

Ye Hongzhuang's fingers exerted a slight force, and the demonic yuan of the Soul Transformation Stage drilled into Gu Lan's body along his neck like a venomous snake.

She was too sharp!

The aura of the previous generation's Demon Lord was, to her current sect master, as dazzling as a bright light in the dark night.

If he couldn't give her a reasonable explanation, this crazy woman would definitely perform Soul searching on the spot!

"Cough cough… Lord Sovereign… Please listen to my chicanery… Ah no, listen to my explanation!"

Gu Lan grabbed Ye Hongzhuang's wrist with both hands, putting on a painful appearance as if he was about to suffocate, while his brain operated at the speed of light.

He absolutely could not expose the ring and the Nine Revolutions Divine Demon Body!

Otherwise, not only would he be skinned and deboned, but all those Top-Grade Spirit Stones would also be confiscated by this Old Hag!

"It's… it's the blood moon demon sickle!"

Gu Lan was struck by a flash of inspiration, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth with all his might.

"What?" Ye Hongzhuang was slightly stunned, the strength in her hand loosening by half.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Gu Lan fell to the ground, panting heavily and pointing at the short-handled sickle he had thrown on the ground in the corner.

"Lord Sovereign, please examine! Your subordinate was just stabilizing the Realm of my Purple Extreme Golden Core, when I don't know how this broken knife went crazy!"

Gu Lan wore a look of grief and indignation mixed together, even squeezing out two tears of grievance.

"It suddenly began to crazily devour your subordinate's Pure Yang Qi, and then an extremely ancient and terrifying demonic shadow emerged from the blade!"

"In order not to be sucked dry by it, your subordinate desperately circulated the demonic yuan of the ten-pattern Golden Core to fight against it! Finally, I managed to suppress it with great difficulty! That aura was definitely erupted by the lingering ancient demonic Soul inside this ominous weapon!"

Gu Lan shifted this blame so seamlessly that it was flawless.

The blood moon demon sickle was originally an ancient ominous weapon, and it was completely normal for a trace of the incomplete aura of the First Generation Demon Lord to be hidden inside it.

Moreover, this blade had just acknowledged its master, so throwing a little temper was also within reason.

Ye Hongzhuang cast a suspicious glance at the blood moon demon sickle in the corner.

Sensing the gaze of the Soul Transformation Stage Demon Lord, the demon sickle hummed in extreme cooperation, and a trace of violent lingering aftertaste did indeed remain on the blade.

"Is it really like this?"

Ye Hongzhuang turned her head and looked back at Gu Lan.

Although she didn't completely believe it, the Killing Intent in the depths of her eyes had already dissipated by more than half.

"If your subordinate has a single word of falsehood, may I be struck by five heavenly lightnings!"

Gu Lan raised three fingers to swear without hesitation. Anyway, as long as it didn't strike him, it could boom however it wanted.

Ye Hongzhuang didn't speak.

She suddenly stepped forward, her beautiful eyes scanning Gu Lan's naked upper body uninhibitedly.

Because he had sweated heavily while cultivating the Nine Revolutions Divine Demon Body just now, Gu Lan's upper garment had long been torn apart by him.

At this moment, his sturdy and robust muscles, resembling a bronze sculpture, were completely exposed to Ye Hongzhuang's line of sight.

"Your Physical Body…"

Ye Hongzhuang's gaze changed.

She suddenly reached out that slender, jade-like hand and pressed it unceremoniously onto Gu Lan's pectoral muscles!

"Holy shit! Lord Sovereign, stop groping around! Your subordinate is a decent undercover… Ah bah, decent subordinate!"

Gu Lan was so scared that he took half a step back.

Why does this woman get hands-on at the drop of a hat?!

"Don't move!"

Ye Hongzhuang shouted sharply, her palm slamming down against Gu Lan's chest.

"Bang!"

With this press, although Ye Hongzhuang did not mobilize true essence, merely relying on the Physical Body strength of a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator was enough to split mountains and shatter rocks!

However.

An extremely muffled echo, resembling striking a solid steel pillar, reverberated inside the secret chamber.

Gu Lan didn't retreat even half a step, leaving only a faint white mark on his chest, without even a shred of pain. On the contrary, Ye Hongzhuang's wrist was shaken slightly numb.

"Such hard bones."

Ye Hongzhuang withdrew her hand, and within those long, narrow phoenix eyes instantly erupted a kind of extremely intense, fanatical light as if she had discovered some peerless treasure.

She stared fixedly at Gu Lan, and actually stuck out the tip of her scarlet tongue, licking her red lips extremely alluringly.

"I didn't expect that by a fluke, the backlash of the blood moon demon sickle actually helped you completely stimulate the potential of the Pure Yang Body."

"Your Physical Body strength right now is simply more perfect than those Late Stage Golden Core old monsters who specialize in Body Refining!"

Ye Hongzhuang stepped forward, nearly greedily pinching the muscles of Gu Lan's arm.

"Great…"

"This body of yours is finally sturdy enough now. It can finally withstand this lord's…"

Ye Hongzhuang's voice became extremely hoarse and full of temptation; she leaned close to Gu Lan's ear, her breath like orchids:

"Full-strength Dual Cultivation."

Boom!

Gu Lan's brain exploded instantly, his scalp tingling to the extreme!

Big Sister!

Are you complimenting me or coveting my body?!

So those few tests you did just now were to check whether this Cauldron can withstand the beating?!

"Um… Lord Sovereign, your subordinate just broke through, and the Realm is still unstable. If we Dual Cultivation right now, I'm afraid I'll burst apart and die!"

Gu Lan hurriedly covered his chest, crazily making excuses to shirk.

Although this soft rice was delicious, this Female Demon Lord's Dual Cultivation Technique was deadly!

He had only cultivated the Nine Revolutions Divine Demon Body to the second revolution; if his Yang Qi was really sucked dry by this Old Hag, he wouldn't even be able to cry.

"What are you afraid of?"

Ye Hongzhuang sneered, her fingers sliding all the way down Gu Lan's chest, her gaze extremely dangerous.

"This lord has plenty of ways to keep you from dying."

Seeing that this Female Demon Lord was about to force herself upon him and start a war directly in this underground secret chamber.

"Report—!!!"

At this critical juncture, an extremely urgent notification voice came from the courtyard outside the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

"Reporting to the Sect Master!"

"An urgent report from outside the mountain gate!"

"The envoys of the Righteous Alliance have arrived! Carrying the Formation diagram of the Demon-Slaying Formation, they are shouting a challenge outside the mountain gate, naming and demanding that we hand over the Sword-Wielding Envoy Gu Lan and the Qingyun Sect traitor Jiang Wanqing!"

Ye Hongzhuang's movement stopped abruptly.

In those phoenix eyes of hers, which were originally filled with lust and fanaticism, a layer of ten-thousand-year black ice instantly condensed!

"Righteous Alliance?"

Ye Hongzhuang slowly straightened her body, that light and thin silk long dress rustling in the windless secret chamber, and a Killing Intent resembling a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood burst forth suddenly.

"These hypocrites who remember to eat but not the beating—I haven't gone to trample them yet, but they actually delivered themselves to their deaths on their own doorstep."

She turned her head and cast a cold glance at Gu Lan.

"Consider yourself lucky, kid."

"Put on your clothes and bring your sword."

Ye Hongzhuang walked out in large strides, her icy voice reverberating within the secret chamber.

"Today, this lord will let you see what a true… massacre is."