Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me-Chapter 1584 - 1583: Asura

"Presumptuous!"

A rebuke resounded through the heavens and earth.

The old ancestor within the Demon God Temple was alarmed by this incident.

Upon learning of the appearance of the Mixed Yuan True Divine Artifact and the threat to an important guest, they dispatched a woman dressed in black, her face veiled with a black kerchief.

"Asura? You were actually sent by the old ancestor?"

Lei Luo discovered a woman inexplicably appearing behind him and was extremely surprised.

"You useless fools, I couldn’t stand it anymore and volunteered to extinguish that boy!"

Asura spoke, casting a cold gaze around.

Her entire body was engulfed in red flames, as if she had become a woman of fire, her attire a red close-fitting outfit, exuding extreme strength.

A feeling that she could strike at any moment made the surrounding members of the Demon Race feel somewhat uneasy.

Everyone noticed that Asura’s appearance was exceedingly refined, her aura so powerful it was oppressive, akin to a thorn piercing flesh, warning all to keep away.

Her diminutive stature was misleading, giving the impression she was too fragile.

Her slim build enhanced her delicate appearance, and with a ponytail, she seemed as though she hadn’t deeply encountered the world.

Lei Luo, as the ruler of the Demon God Temple, had no choice but to bow his head to the red-clad woman who was a head shorter than him.

The next moment, they both set their sights on a hollow iron ring the size of a watermelon in the air, eyes filled with killing intent and excitement.

They both recognized that the object was no ordinary item.

Getting hold of it would surely enhance their own strengths significantly. Under such circumstances, most would not think about how troublesome this thing might be.

Yet both understood that someone capable of mastering the Mixed Yuan True Divine Artifact must have strength superior to their own.

This realization made it clear to both that they were about to face a formidable opponent.

"Senior, you come to our Demon Race territory. Could it be to stand up for the Human Clan Heavenly Gods Temple?"

"We do not know who you are, and to act using the Mixed Yuan True Divine Artifact, we juniors would not be your match. Since you’re so powerful, do you still need to bully us juniors?"

Lei Luo and Asura clasped their fists and respectfully saluted the left and right sides.

Unfortunately, they received no response.

Following their inner thoughts, an existence stronger than them should have appeared.

After all, high-level cultivators in the Cultivation World highly regard their own dignity.

Yet, after the two strong figures of the Demon Race respectfully clasped their fists, no one appeared, leaving them quite puzzled.

Although Asura was a woman, her thinking was meticulous.

If now, after respectful saluting, still no one appears, it would surely make them sense something unusual.

Just as the two thought, Wang Ye did not show himself and was even preparing the next round of attacks in a distant room simultaneously.

The current situation had him in the dark while his opponents were in the open, granting him the advantage.

As long as he stayed hidden, the Demon Race had no way to deal with him.

As expected, five breaths later, Lei Luo and Asura still saw no one come forward, somewhat at a loss.

They thought that using the rituals of the Cultivation World could make the hidden expert show themselves.

Sadly, Wang Ye had no such intentions.

Moreover, his cultivation was inferior to Lei Luo and Asura’s.

Lei Luo slightly furrowed his brow, stepping back a pace with an imposing figure, then knelt with one knee on the ground, clasping his hands with force.

This simple gesture fully displayed the demeanor of the Demon Race Temple’s ruler.

Alas, still no shadow appeared around, only a stronger murderous intent.

"Senior, could you possibly be from the Human Race? Can you also disregard the most basic etiquette of the Cultivation World?"

Lei Luo attempted to provoke Wang Ye into revealing himself, never expecting that the one acting in the shadows had lower cultivation levels.

He raised his voice again, allowing countless Demon Race members around to hear.

If it were any other high-cultivation expert, they would have already appeared.

In the Cultivation World, from then on, a strong person would be ridiculed and ostracized.

This thinking was indeed normal for them, yet they never considered that the one acting held cultivation less than half of theirs.

As time slipped away, Lei Luo and Asura became even more puzzled.

Both believed the opponent might be unwilling to show themselves and chose to flee.

Only thus could a powerful individual preserve their reputation.

However, just as they speculated, a murderous intent with destructive will suddenly struck from behind them.

The mysterious person, previously protected by the Demon Race, widened his eyes, flipping his right hand to unleash a void aura power, instantly knocking the black wheel away.

Before he could regain his senses, that black wheel appeared before the man like a phantom.

Battle, on the brink!

Intense combat erupted once more.

This time, however, Asura took the initiative to prevent others from interfering.

She wanted to face this black wheel’s attack alone and intended to root out the one pulling the strings.

Such intent left her without any assistance from those around here.

Her petite stature battling the black wheel painted a striking scene.

The gathered Demon Race saw her dancing gracefully like a goddess, even awed by Asura’s beauty.

Especially her figure, enticingly captivating those watching her among the Demon Race, stirring a nameless tremor in their hearts.

"Senior, since you are unwilling to reveal yourself, I will use my strength to strip you of all face."

Asura’s soft voice carried a hint of anger.

The surrounding Demon Race also noticed her firm attitude, indicative of someone remarkable.

Some even thought she must be an attachment to a strong figure.

But Asura chose not to rely on beauty, insisting to gain respect through strength, among the top in the Demon Race. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Seeing herself toyed with by Wang Ye, her pride naturally could not be subdued.

She promptly clasped her fists once more, issuing a challenge.

The surrounding Demon Race members exchanged stunned whispers upon hearing her.

Anyone could see that this girl was crazy.

Yet, Lei Luo realized something. Their opponent seemed not the highly cultivated, powerful adversary.

Otherwise, looking back at the previous words, no one would still hide themselves.

Regarding this matter, both realized their opponent must be someone inconceivable to them.

Lei Luo raised his right hand, clad in heavy iron armor gloves, swinging powerfully forward.

The surrounding Demon Race all understood, knowingly nodding in agreement, then initiated a carpet-style search.

He and Asura deduced that the person before them absolutely did not possess high cultivation.

This realization enraged them instead.

This person, with low cultivation, dared to bring such great humiliation to the Demon Race, prompting these two strong figures to rally three hundred thousand elite Demon Race members, preparing to enclose the area where Wang Ye resided.