Inside the Evil Demon Statue, it was pitch dark. The moment General Saint King stepped in, he sensed something and suddenly looked up.
In the middle of the darkness above, a mysterious figure sat cross-legged, shrouded in an obscure grey orb of light. His face was not clear, but one could faintly sense the divine aura emanating from his body, terrifying and captivating.
Upon seeing this scene, the eyes of the General Saint King's seven blood pupils subtly shrank, and his breath halted.
Was it truly an Evil Demon?!
He had thought it was some minor ghost playing tricks, as had happened during a grand sacrificial ceremony three thousand years ago.
Using a drop of Evil Demon's blood to fake an Evil Demon aura, a bold fool had deceived the Saint King, but unfortunately, it was not easy to deceive a Saint King at his level.
He had easily exposed the other's foolish actions and then killed him with a slap.
But this time seemed different...
Filled with doubts, General Saint King stood still, not daring to advance further for fear of offending the mysterious presence far away.
The mysterious presence seemed to have noticed his arrival too. From the darkness, a majestic gaze suddenly locked onto him, and a deep, hoary voice echoed from all directions, uttering two ancient and obscure syllables, resonating like a chant, deafening and profound.
These two syllables were not ordinary Evil Clan Language, embedding within them a primordial pressure akin to that of the Nine-Eyed Evil God, through which General Saint King seemed to hear the sounds of collapsing worlds at the twilight of the gods, narrating a desolate and ancient lost epic.
With immense divine power overwhelming him, horror surged in General Saint King's heart, dispelling any lingering doubts instantly. His seven blood eyes drastically narrowed as he swiftly knelt on one knee, Original content can be found at novel_fіre.net
He was now thoroughly convinced that the figure before him was very likely...
The glaring aura of the Evil Demon, thousands of times more terrifying than those imposters who used the Blood of Evil Heart to disguise themselves.
Moreover, it possessed a divine pressure far more formidable than any calamity or disaster; although it seemed somewhat weak through his spiritual sense, which was obviously due to just having awakened.
"Clan name?" Understanding quickly, General Saint King realized that the two ancient syllables were inquiring his name.
"General Saint King Ambrose Rosfendale, at your service, Great Venerable King," he knelt on one knee, suppressing the panic and doubts in his heart, and spoke respectfully.
To be honest, General Saint King didn't know much about this entity known as Evil Demon.
Or rather, the entire Evil Realm was not much familiar with this mysterious and magnificent existence.
The history of the Evil Demon had already been erased, leaving only the bizarre legend that He once attempted to devour the Evil Realm single-handedly.
But regardless, this was not an existence that he, a mere Seven-Eyed, should provoke or offend.
Watching the Seven-Eyed Saint King suddenly kneel and respectfully report his name, addressing him as the Great Venerable King, Xia Feng slightly raised his eyebrows, surprised that he had actually managed to deceive him...
He had been prepared to resort to force.
But indeed, the aura of the Evil Demon Heart combined with the genuine suppression of the Dragon God would make anyone nervous.
Moreover, Evil Dragon Miss had emitted two syllables infused with divine pressure, scaring a mighty Saint King stiff, hesitant to make any rash moves.
Xia Feng, still floating cross-legged, remained silent, simply moved a thought, and a golden small sword with ancient divine patterns on his brow floated towards General Saint King.
General Saint King's seven blood eyes slightly contracted, clearly sensing that this small sword represented a divine-level servitude pact.
Once signed, he would forever become a slave to the other, unable to resist.
He felt a terrifying urge to retreat, his heart resisted, but in the next moment, the terrifying presence in the dark seemed to open its vertical pupils, and its divine gaze that bore down seemed to command as heavenly laws, devoid of emotion.
General Saint King felt as if he were in a frozen cellar.
An inexplicable panic, like a tide, and an oppressive feeling akin to falling into an abyss filled with boundless dry bones.
Even in the face of Calamity and Disaster, he had never felt such fear, and his regal dignity as a Holy King collapsed, his body trembling like a sieve, his head bowed low.
He submitted obediently to the servitude imposed by the Divine Contract.
Although it lasted just a fleeting glance, General Saint King knew clearly that if he dared even a moment of hesitation or resistance now, this great being would waste no further words and simply end his remaining life.
Under Xia Feng's astonished gaze, General Saint King became even more respectful and submissive, as the golden small sword entered the brow of this Seven-Eyed Great Calamity.
The golden small sword was indeed the Dragon God Order, which under agreement from the target, could turn the target into a servant of the Dragon God, with a current limit of seven.
The Dragon God Order was intended to enslave divinities, but to enslave a nearly-divine being was also feasible.
For Xia Feng, the real Nine-Eyed Evil God was tricky to fool, so baiting a Seven-Eyed Saint King was quite satisfactory.
Additionally, the Dragon God Order, originally a dragon patterned small sword, had been transformed into this golden small sword by Evil Dragon Miss's deceptive modification.
General Saint King could only perceive it as an authority called "Divine Order."
The golden small sword vanished into General Saint King's brow, his seven Blood Eyes lighting up with golden glows simultaneously, an invisible pact branding his life and soul with shackles, spontaneously birthing boundless fear and submission in his heart.
He respectfully prostrated himself with his forehead touching the ground, "General Saint King pays homage to Your Majesty."
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Seeing everything proceeding so smoothly, Xia Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although using the precious Dragon God Order on one with Seven Eyes felt somewhat wasteful, the Dragon God Order could be revoked.
If General Saint King no longer wishes to serve as a servant to the Dragon God in the future, there are other divinities willing to serve.
"Your Majesty, there is a matter for which I require your magnanimity...." General Saint King had not forgotten his real purpose, briefly mentioning the matter of descending into the Blood Sea Calamity Realm.
Now that the projection ritual was complete, General Saint King needed to stand at the center of the Evil Demon Statue, which is Xia Feng's current location, to carry out the projection transmission.
Xia Feng did not respond to General Saint King, but simply floated gently down from high above.
As he slowly walked towards General Saint King, the mysterious grey fog caused by the Bronze Mask slowly dissipated, and the terrifying Divine Pressure he emitted also instantly turned illusory, as though it had never existed.
General Saint King's seven Blood Eyes shifted from respect to astonishment, his pupils slowly dilating.
The great being before him astonishingly transformed into a normal human form, plain and unremarkable, bereft of any trace of Divinity or Evil Demon Aura!
Instead, it was a disgustingly familiar Spirit Master aura!
Could this be a Fifth Rank Spirit Master?!
Xia Feng, with a smile on his face, continued to walk slowly towards General Saint King; after all, once any battle arises, using Spirit Master methods would easily reveal all his disguises to this Holy King of the Evil Clan, hence there was no longer any need for concealment.
General Saint King snapped back to his senses and finally realized that he had been played! By a —
Merely a Fifth Rank human!