Chapter 283: Female Demon Lord is in seclusion, I am now the one in charge of the Heavenly Demon Palace!

"Boom—!!"

A thick streak of black light smashed through the thick clouds of the Far North Ice Field like a meteor, carrying a piercing sonic boom, and plummeted straight onto the obsidian plaza in the center of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

The violent wave of Qi instantly swept in all directions, blowing several patrolling elite teams of the demonic sect on the plaza off balance, and even sending a large area of glazed tiles from several nearby subordinate halls flying away.

"Enemy attack?!"

"Protect the main altar!"

Hundreds and thousands of demonic sect guards instantly drew their weapons, surrounding the area as if facing a formidable enemy.

However, when the smoke and dust cleared and they saw the figures standing in the center of the huge crater, all the demonic cultivators shut their mouths in unison like ducks being choked by the neck, and were even so frightened that their legs went soft, causing a large number of them to collapse and kneel.

"Welcome the Sect Master!"

Ye Hongzhuang wore a black and gold phoenix robe, and her stunningly beautiful face carried a hint of abnormal flush.

The "demon gods heart" she had stored in her storage ring was simply too overbearing, and even separated by the storage space, the violent Origin of the ancient demon god continuously impacted her Soul Transformation Stage Meridians.

She was now like a powder keg that could explode at any moment, and she had to enter seclusion to refine it immediately!

"Where is the Grand Elder?"

Ye Hongzhuang ignored the sect members all over the ground, her voice icy and bone-chilling, echoing across the entire Heavenly Demon Palace.

"Whoosh!"

A phantom flashed past, and the Grand Elder, missing one hand, appeared in front of Ye Hongzhuang covered in cold sweat, kneeling on one knee, his eyes filled with awe and panic.

"This subordinate is here! I wonder what instructions the Sect Master has?"

Ye Hongzhuang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging Devilish Qi in her body.

She turned her head and gave Gu Lan a deep look; that gaze carried a trace of warning, but also an undisguised trust.

Then, amidst the shocked gazes of the tens of thousands of demonic cultivators present.

Ye Hongzhuang casually untied a purple-gold token carved with the Nine Nether Heavenly Demon totem from her waist and directly threw it to Gu Lan.

"Clap."

Gu Lan subconsciously reached out and caught it; it felt heavy in his hand, carrying an icy touch that wielded the power of life and death.

"heavenly demon token?!"

In the Grand Elder's only remaining eye, disbelief, jealousy, and shock instantly erupted.

The surrounding demonic cultivators gasped sharply.

The heavenly demon token meant seeing the token was like seeing the Sect Master! This was the supreme symbol of power in the Heavenly Demon Palace!

"Pass down my decree."

Ye Hongzhuang ignored everyone's shock, her voice unquestionable.

"From this moment on, I shall enter the 'life-and-death seclusion' to break through to the Void Refining grand realm! During the seclusion, all affairs of the Heavenly Demon Palace shall be fully handled by the Sword-Wielding Envoy Gu Lan!"

"His words are my words. His sword is my sword!"

"Whoever dares to comply in public but oppose in private, or stir up trouble while I am in seclusion… execute without pardon!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Heavenly Demon Palace plaza fell into a dead silence.

Acting on behalf with supreme power?!

Allowing a "Righteous Path traitor" who had joined the demonic sect for only a few days to directly shit on the heads of all hall masters and Elders?!

The Grand Elder abruptly raised his head, too anxious to care about rules anymore, and shouted, "Sect Master, please reconsider! This boy has shallow qualifications and comes from the Righteous Path; how can he convince the masses?! If the supreme power of the Holy Church is handed over to him, a mutiny is feared to arise!"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Ye Hongzhuang's gaze instantly locked onto the Grand Elder, and the coercion of the Peak Soul Transformation Stage poured down without reservation.

"Bang!"

Before the Grand Elder could even let out a miserable scream, his entire body was pressed flat against the obsidian floor by this coercion. The ground instantly cracked, and blood gushed wildly from his mouth and nose.

"My rules are the rules."

Ye Hongzhuang couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense anymore; the Devilish Qi in her body had reached a critical point.

With a flash of her figure, she turned into a black-and-red stream of light and rushed directly into the Towering Demon Tower, the deepest and most heavily guarded place in the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"Rumble—"

The ten-thousand-ton dragon-severing stone of the demon tower crashed down, and thousands of lethal Formations activated instantly, sealing the entire tower tightly.

With Ye Hongzhuang's departure, the suffocating feeling on the plaza eased slightly.

But at this moment, everyone's gaze focused entirely on the white-robed youth holding the "heavenly demon token" in his hand.

Gu Lan stood in place, lowered his head to look at the purple-gold token in his hand, and then looked at the Grand Elder lying on the ground vomiting blood.

He laughed wildly in his heart.

Damn it! Eating this soft rice has practically given him an emperor-level treatment!

The boss went into seclusion for an upgrade and directly threw the imperial jade seal of the entire company to him! What did this mean? It meant that on this one-acre-three-fen plot of land in the Heavenly Demon Palace, he was now the supreme ruler!

"Ahem."

Gu Lan cleared his throat, unhurriedly hung the heavenly demon token at his waist, right next to the soul-devouring demon sword that had just eaten its fill and was still burping.

He looked down at the Grand Elder from a superior height, the corners of his mouth curving into a signature villainous sneer.

"Grand Elder, why are you lying on the ground, old man? It's so cold, don't catch a cold."

Gritting his teeth, the Grand Elder stood up tremblingly with the support of two trusted aides.

His single eye stared fixedly at Gu Lan, the malice in the depths of his eyes almost solidifying.

"Gu Lan, don't be full of yourself too early!"

Lowering his voice, the Grand Elder said with a gloomy tone, "The Sect Master was just temporarily blinded by you! Do you, a brat from the Righteous Path, really think that holding a piece of token allows you to command all the demons?"

"I am telling you, the water in this Heavenly Demon Palace is very deep! If you dare to mess around, this old man has a hundred ways to make you die without knowing how!"

The Grand Elder's words were not only a threat, but also a test.

He wanted to see how much weight this wet-behind-the-ears brat really pulled now that he lacked the protection of the Female Demon Lord.

Hearing this, Saintess Ji Wushuang behind Gu Lan arched her willow eyebrows, and was about to tightly grip the soul-locking whip and step forward to fly into a rage.

"How majestic of the Grand Elder!" Saintess Ji Wushuang sneered.

But Gu Lan reached out and stopped her.

On Gu Lan's other side, Jiang Wanqing, who had kept her head down all along and played the role of a perfect "foot-washing maid," also narrowed her eyes slightly under her cloak.

"Junior Brother's current situation is indeed extremely perilous," Jiang Wanqing brainstormed rapidly in her heart.

"Once the Female Demon Lord leaves, the poisonous snakes of the demonic sect bare their fangs. Although he has the token in his hand, he completely lacks his own influence. This Grand Elder is forcing him to make a mistake!"

Jiang Wanqing's fingers quietly hooked onto the taie sword hidden in her sleeve, ready to fight to the death to protect Gu Lan.

However.

Gu Lan's next move, however, dropped everyone's jaws.

Not only was he not angry, but he nodded in agreement.

"The Grand Elder is right, the water in this Heavenly Demon Palace is indeed deep."

As Gu Lan spoke, he walked forward very casually for two steps, coming before the Grand Elder.

The two Mid Golden Core Stage trusted aides behind the Grand Elder immediately stepped forward, blocking the front and staring at Gu Lan with malicious eyes.

"Since the water is deep, this Eminence must first kill a couple of chickens to establish some rules, lest any random cats and dogs dare to come barking wildly before me."

Before his voice faded!

Gu Lan didn't even go to draw the soul-devouring sword at his waist.

The ten-pattern purple extreme golden core in his body erupted with a roar, and a pure demonic essence that was tyrannical to the extreme instantly poured into his right leg!

"Bang!"

Gu Lan's right leg was like a black poisonous whip, carrying a terrifying sonic boom that tore through the air, directly tearing apart the Protective Aura of the two trusted aides and fiercely whipping onto their chests!

"Puwah—!!!"

The two Mid Golden Core Stage demonic cultivator hall masters didn't even have time to react before their sternums instantly collapsed, and their whole bodies flew backward like cannonballs for dozens of zhang, heavily smashing into a copper pillar in the distance, turning into a pile of rotten flesh on the spot, dead beyond doubt!

Instant kill!

A purely Physical Body instant kill!

The entire plaza fell into dead silence once more, with only the sound of howling wind and snow audible.

The ferocity on the Grand Elder's face instantly froze, and as he looked at the two pools of rotten flesh on the ground, his eyeballs were practically about to pop out.

He knew Gu Lan had formed his core in Wanmo Cave, but he could never have imagined that a greenhorn who had just undergone Core Formation could instantly kill two Mid Golden Core Stage elites with a single kick?! What kind of perverted combat power was this fucking thing!

"You… you dare to slaughter the high-level members of the sect in public?!"

The finger with which the Grand Elder pointed at Gu Lan was trembling, and his voice carried an unmasked fear for the first time.

Gu Lan slowly retracted his right leg and picked his ear.

"Grand Elder, didn't you hear the Sect Master's words clearly just now?"

Gu Lan patted the heavenly demon token at his waist, his gaze as cold as a blade, carrying a Demonic Path violence that viewed human lives as mere grass.

"My words are the Sect Master's words."

"I find those two displeasing to the eye right now, so I grant them the death penalty."

He leaned slightly closer to the Grand Elder's old face, the arc of his mouth expanding a bit more.

"What? Do you have an opinion?"

The Grand Elder shuddered all over, subdued by the substantive Killing Intent radiating from Gu Lan.

Having lived for hundreds of years, it was his first time feeling the oppressive sense of despair—which he had only ever experienced from Ye Hongzhuang—on a youth in his early twenties.

This kid was a true lunatic! A lunatic even more demonic than the demonic cultivators!

"This… this subordinate doesn't dare!"

The Grand Elder lowered his head in humiliation, gritting his teeth as he retreated two steps.

"If you don't dare, then scram far away. Don't block my path back to my room to rest."

Gu Lan gave a cold snort, too lazy to even look at him again, and walked straight past the Grand Elder.

When he reached Saintess Ji Wushuang's side, Gu Lan very naturally reached out and embraced her slender waist.

"Let's go, Shuanger, let's return to the Hidden Sword Pavilion. Having tossed around down there for so long, this Eminence is exhausted."

Being embraced like this by him, Saintess Ji Wushuang's little temper that she originally wanted to flare up instantly softened.

Looking at Gu Lan's domineering and decisive demeanor just now, her peach-blossom eyes were filled with undisguised adoration and infatuation.

"Consider yourself having a bit of conscience, knowing to bring me back," Saintess Ji Wushuang coquettishly complained, obediently leaning into Gu Lan's embrace.

Jiang Wanqing still followed behind without a word.

But at this moment, the pair of eyes beneath her cloak were startlingly bright!

"Too perfect!"

Jiang Wanqing wildly cheered for Gu Lan's performance just now in her heart.

"Junior Brother's move of startling the snake by beating the grass was simply marvelous! Using the Female Demon Lord's token, he used the most direct and violent means to deter those harboring ulterior motives among the demonic cultivator Elders. In this way, he has completely established his prestige in the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

"By doing this, he must be aiming to more quickly take control of the core power of the demonic sect, thereby finding an opportunity to wipe out this group of Devil Heads in one go!"

"Junior Brother, you are truly a peerless Genius who portrays a Devil Head to the bone for the sake of the Righteous Path's grand righteousness!"

Of course Gu Lan didn't know that his simple action earlier of wanting to make an example out of a chicken because he felt annoyed had once again been forcibly overlaid with a "light of the Righteous Path" filter by the Senior Sister.

All he could think about right now was hurrying back to the Hidden Sword Pavilion to carefully study the soul-devouring sword that had eaten its fill of the Demon God Remnant Soul, and by the way, see just how strong he had become under the blessing of the ten-pattern purple extreme golden core—the same self who had forced the Female Demon Lord to actively offer a kiss underwater.

The trio swaggered back to the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

As soon as they entered the door.

Before Gu Lan even had time to sit down and drink a sip of tea, the soul-devouring demon sword at his waist suddenly burst into an extremely piercing sword hum!

[Big Boss! There is Killing Intent! Very pure Killing Intent!]

The sword spirit's voice sounded in panic within Gu Lan's mind.

Gu Lan's gaze turned sharp, and he abruptly turned his head to look toward the center of the Hidden Sword Pavilion's main hall.

There, a figure entirely shrouded in a black robe was quietly standing there.

This figure lacked any aura of life, just like a cold stone, yet standing there, it gave people an unsurpassable sense of despair.

Gu Lan's pupils shrank abruptly.

Because he recognized this outfit.

This was… the most mysterious and terrifying existence in the Heavenly Demon Palace, the shadow assassins directly subordinate to past Sect Masters—the leader of the Heavenly Demon Shadow Guards!