Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1334 - 1373: If Anything Happens to Wen Xiao’ai, the Six Realms and Eight Wilds Will Be Buried Together
Feng Liyan and Ye Qi hurried to the Immortal Realm to find Fen Yao.
Jun Moyan returned to the Netherworld, directly barging into the Nether Palace, no longer concerned with the bigger picture, he bluntly interrogated the king of the underworld about Wen Xiao’ai’s whereabouts, tearing apart facades.
The king naturally claimed not to know, enduring Jun Moyan’s relentless assault spewing blood, even if it would cost him his throne, he persistently maintained his ignorance.
Jun Moyan lost his patience, the "Soul Shattering Hand" gripped the king’s neck, suspending him mid-air.
The king was finally terrified.
The Soul Shattering Hand, as the name implies, shatters a person’s soul, making it truly disperse, unable to reincarnate across eternity.
With life on the verge of slipping away, what care remained for fame and fortune?
"... I truly do not know... where the madam went, this matter has nothing to do with me... if the lord does not believe, you may investigate." The king spoke with difficulty, severe oxygen deprivation making his head dizzy.
What was even more unbearable, an excruciating agony gripped him as his soul seemed to be torn apart by a multitude of large hands from every direction, as if violently tearing him to pieces.
He felt his whole body’s veins were about to burst open.
At the precipice of life and death, the intense will to survive forced the king to disclose everything.
"It’s Zuo Yan, it must be Zuo Yan..."
With a flick of his hand, Jun Moyan sent the king crashing to the ground.
In an instant, his soul was liberated, returning from hell to the human world.
The king, still gripped by fear, clutched his aching swollen neck, gasping for breath.
"Where is Zuo Yan?" Jun Moyan asked coldly.
With his life hanging by a thread, the king ceased defending his innocence or claiming any non-involvement with Zuo Yan.
After all, by now, everything should come to an end.
"Zuo Yan has a hideout at the southernmost part of the Demon Realm, that’s all I truly know."
Just as the king finished speaking, Jun Moyan’s figure disappeared from the hall.
The southernmost part of the Demon Realm, for hundreds of miles, was shrouded in thick miasma.
No trace of another soul was apparent, not even a living creature.
Here, it was unexpectedly even more dangerous and terrifying than the Netherworld.
A heavy black palace stood amidst the hazy miasma.
A massive beast bound with thick iron chains was stationed at the entrance of the palace, guarding this domain.
This was where Ye Qi had been imprisoned.
With a beam of light slicing through the air, the enormous beast at the palace doors collapsed to the ground, struggling for a moment before succumbing to death.
Jun Moyan’s figure appeared at this site.
Yet, despite his efforts to turn the place upside down, Zuo Yan was nowhere to be seen, nor could he find Wen Xiao’ai.
When he returned to the Netherworld once more, wanting to find the king, he had long disappeared without a trace.
Three to four hours had passed, Wen Xiao’ai seemed to have vanished into thin air, Jun Moyan’s emotions began to spiral out of control.
Immortal Realm, Netherworld, Demon Realm, he searched back and forth five to six times without pause.
Yet neither Zuo Yan, the king, nor Fen Yao showed any sign of appearing.
It seemed as though they had conspired together.
Eyes bloodshot and lost in madness, Jun Moyan unleashed his wrath, any potential suspect, after fruitless interrogation, mostly met a gruesome end by his hands.
The Demon Realm, Immortal Realm, suffered countless casualties, the henchmen surrounding the king were completely eradicated.
In an instant, immortals and demons alike began to denounce the actions of the Soul-suppressing Beast.
Jun Moyan issued a ruthless ultimatum: "If anything happens to Wen Xiao’ai, even the Six Realms and Eight Wastes shall accompany in burial."
Chaos reigned across the land.
Those uninvolved who had aloofly ignored the situation began to be stricken with fear.
