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Outside the royal court.

The Meteor King sat alone in a grand hall.

Its enormous eyes were half-closed, and a black flash of lightning would occasionally flash in its pupils, creating visible ripples.

The Meteor King was just waiting for the Bone-Eating Ritual to end so he could lead the Corpse Dog Clan army south and drag that human ant out and tear him to pieces.

Although the Corpse Dog Clan and other lowly races are not worthy of respect.

But the quantity is indeed large enough.

They are perfect for being used as cannon fodder to wear down the human border troops' defenses.

Once it personally kills that kid named Jiang Chuan and brings his head back to the clan, its prestige will surpass that of its competitors vying for the position of clan leader.

As for the Corpse Dog King?

Oh.

Just a watchdog.

Once the war is over, we can just kill them off as we please.

How dare a mere marginalized race negotiate with a one-eyed tribe?

As it was calculating how to maximize its own interests in this great battle, a series of steady footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.

The Meteor King's vertical eye shifted slightly as it sensed a familiar aura of the Corpse Dog Clan.

Late stage of the eighth rank.

It's not exactly strong, but it's not weak either.

It was one of the Corpse Dog Kings who had previously received it.

King Inuhou.

The door was pushed open, and Inu-ō's imposing figure appeared in the doorway.

It had changed into a clean set of dark red leather armor, its aura was steady, and it showed no signs of anything unusual.

"Lord Meteor King".

King Inuhuang bowed slightly, his tone respectful, "The ancestral sacrifice has concluded. King Akahone requests that you proceed to the side hall, as there are important matters to discuss."

Meteor King slowly straightened up, his vertical eye scrutinizing Inu-oh.

Everything seems normal.

But having lived for hundreds of years, its instinctive vigilance against danger is ingrained in its very being.

It faintly smelled something amiss, a very faint scent of blood.

The Meteor King's vertical eye suddenly narrowed, and the black lightning deep within its pupil flickered a few times.

"A side hall?"

Its voice suddenly turned playful: "The Crimson Bone King sought my counsel, why didn't he come to see me in person?"

King Inu-huang remained expressionless: "My lord, some unexpected events occurred during the ancestral sacrifice. King Akahone is currently presiding over the ceremony and is unable to leave. Please forgive him."

A cold smile slowly spread across the Meteor King's iron-gray face.

"That's interesting."

It stood up from its seat, and the Thunder Eye that was floating beside it suddenly lit up. The dense blood-like patterns on the dark purple crystal surface simultaneously emitted a dazzling ghostly light.

"Since when have you Corpse Dogs become so audacious as to plot against me, your king?"

King Inuhou slowly took a step back.

next moment.

Meteor King made his move immediately.

It has no evidence, but its suspicion is evidence! It doesn't need to waste its energy searching for concrete evidence when dealing with a lowly race like the Corpse Dogs!

So what if someone is killed by mistake?

boom!!

A peak eighth-tier holy blood creature, just one step away from the ninth tier, its attacks were devoid of any fancy moves.

The enormous vertical eye suddenly widened, and a beam of eerie green light, as thick as a bucket, shot out from its pupil.

Wherever the beam of light passed, a semi-circular deep trench was forcibly evaporated from the floor of the royal palace, and the stone walls on both sides instantly melted into dark red magma under the high temperature.

The beam of light grazed past Inu-Oh's shoulder, blasting the entire wall behind it into dust.

Inu-Oh's left shoulder armor was instantly burned through, and beneath the dark gray fur, the skin was charred black by the high temperature.

But it's faster.

With the boost of tens of thousands of points in agility, Inu-Oh's figure shot to the side the instant the beam of light grazed his shoulder.

Its movement left an almost distorted afterimage in the air, and the next second it appeared on the open ground outside the hall.

Meteor King's vertical eye narrowed slightly.

This speed is definitely not something a late-stage eighth-tier Corpse Dog Clan member should possess.

It realized something was wrong.

"Who exactly are you?"

The deep voice of the Meteor King echoed through the ruins.

It slowly rose from the gap in the collapsed dome, and the Thunder Eye that had been floating beside it was now fully activated.

The blood-red veins on the surface of the dark purple crystal spread wildly as if they were alive, enveloping the entire eyeball into a surging dark purple ball of lightning. Countless tiny arcs of electricity exploded from the surface of the ball of lightning, drawing tree-like discharge traces in the air.

The answer it received was a burst of silvery-white starlight that suddenly exploded from behind it.

Mo Yuan's figure emerged from the shadows, surrounded by dense starlight.

The sharp claws, carrying immense force, aimed straight for the back of the Meteor King's head.

The Meteor King did not turn back.

The Thunder Eye beside it turned on its own at the very moment Mo Yuan made his move.

A black lightning bolt, as thick as a bowl, shot out from the pupil in the center of the eyeball.

The lightning was pure black, and the space it passed through was visibly distorted.

Mo Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and it forcefully retracted its already extended claws.

His entire body made an extremely bizarre folding motion, barely avoiding the direct impact of the black lightning.

But when the lightning grazed its shoulder, it still tore a deep, charred wound across its left shoulder, exposing the bone.

Dark gray flesh writhed wildly at the edges of the wound.

Attempting to heal.

But the black arcs of electricity remaining at the wound kept jumping, and each jump tore the newly grown flesh apart again.

The excruciating pain caused Mo Yuan to let out a low groan and retreat dozens of feet away. It then decisively swung its claws and ripped off the piece of flesh on its left shoulder that had been corroded by the electric arc.

Fresh blood gushed from the wound, but at least there were no black arcs hindering the healing.

"A ninth-tier magic weapon is indeed difficult to deal with."

It licked the piece of flesh stained with its own blood on its paw, its Adam's apple bobbed, and swallowed the piece of flesh eroded by the electric arc, as if savoring some delicious offering.

Inu-o-Oh also stood beside it.

The scorch marks on its left shoulder were still emitting white smoke, but its right claw had already gripped a dark red bone blade.

This is a weapon it smuggled from the tribal king who was instantly killed on the altar.

Its rank is not low.

It can barely bear the power of the stars bestowed by Jiang Chuan.

The Meteor King hovered in mid-air, its enormous vertical eye sweeping over the two figures in the ruins.

Peak combat power of the eighth rank.

Moreover, each of them possesses some strange power that does not belong to the Corpse Dog Clan.

It wasn't that it hadn't dealt with the Corpse Dog Clan before; it knew better than anyone how much these pups were capable.

The entire Corpse Dog Clan couldn't muster even one strong individual capable of going toe-to-toe with the Holy Blood.

But these two guys in front of me.

Any one of them could easily stand up to an ordinary Holy Blood King!

"I am quite familiar with the bloodline of the Corpse Dog Clan."

The Meteor King's voice was deep and cold: "Your power didn't come from the Corpse Dog Clan. Speak, who sent you?!"

Mo Yuan grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "Guess."