Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 823 - 821: Bah! What a Piece of Trash!

What thrilled the Dragon Spirit was that their hard work had finally paid off, and they had found the clue.

In contrast, what pleased the Heavenly Thunder was that it had finally located the general position of the one it needed to strike, and once it was done, it could finally clock out.

The Dragon Spirit and his party quickly rushed to the place where they had previously detected some commotion.

There, they found that a large pit had appeared on the originally intact ground. However, the ground hadn’t opened up on its own; it seemed more like something had gone wrong internally, causing a collapse.

Besides the Dragon Spirit, everyone else felt a bit apprehensive.

They had encountered similar situations before, some real, others fake.

Those evil cultivators were not only cunning but also extremely ruthless.

To set traps, they would even kill their own to make others think they were having internal strife.

The scene before them made the people from the Special Administration Bureau a bit indecisive, unsure if it was real or just another trap waiting for them to stumble into.

"Brother Long, should we just go down?"

The Dragon Spirit glanced at his companions and then had half of them stay above for backup.

He believed that the people from the Special Administration Bureau should arrive soon to support them.

"The rest of you, come with me inside."

As soon as they entered the underground palace, they were greeted by a strong stench of blood.

The looks on everyone’s faces changed, and the expression on the Dragon Spirit’s face was mainly one of disgust.

"When we were above, we couldn’t smell any of this blood stench..."

It was as if stepping into the underground palace transported them to a completely different world from what was above ground.

"Maybe this is why we couldn’t find the entrance before; without a guide, this kind of aura is truly undetectable."

The Dragon Spirit released his perception, trying to find Yun Ran’s aura here.

After a while, the frown on the Dragon Spirit’s brow deepened as he couldn’t sense Yun Ran’s presence at all.

This puzzled the Dragon Spirit immensely.

For others, they might not sense another person’s aura due to the overwhelming stench of blood here.

But for someone like the Dragon Spirit, this possibility did not exist. His perception could cover thousands of miles, and such a small amount of blood scent was nothing to him.

They continued further down and soon heard sounds of fighting and screams.

Gradually, they witnessed a truly appalling sight.

The bodies of various birds and beasts, along with broken corpses of the Black Robed People, were strewn recklessly around.

The faces of everyone from the Special Administration Bureau were filled with shock, "This... this... how deep a hatred must there be!"

The flying beasts and birds that appeared here were all of the Great Demon level, yet they fought the Black Robed People with such ferocity, akin to seeking revenge?

"What happened here?"

"It seems the situation is quite dire. Should we wait and see, lest we accidentally get caught up in it..."

The person speaking had not finished their words when the Dragon Spirit kicked them aside.

As the scream of that person resounded, a ferocious Gang Wind swept through the place they had just stood.

If not for the Dragon Spirit’s quick actions, that person would definitely have been sliced in half by the Gang Wind.

The others were momentarily stunned, but immediately reacted, standing back-to-back in guard.

At the same time, they could clearly sense their palms sweaty with tension.

They had been very cautious before, and each of them had tuned their magic artifacts to the best condition.

Yet, when that Gang Wind attacked, none of them had sensed it in the slightest.

Even their magic artifacts hadn’t reacted in time.

There’s only one possibility for this situation.

The owner of the Gang Wind was terrifyingly powerful, enough to easily kill them without them ever knowing who had done it.

At this moment, they realized anew just how out of their league they were.

The face of the person kicked by the Dragon Spirit turned ghostly pale.

Even though they had mentally prepared for possible sacrifice, the experience of coming face to face with death and then being pulled back at the last moment was incredibly unsettling, leaving them unable to control their physiological fear.

The Dragon Spirit, however, didn’t see these people as a burden, and his tone remained rather calm, "Be careful."

"Th-thank you, Brother Long, for saving my life."

The Dragon Spirit gave a slight nod. If anyone familiar with Yun Ran were here, they would surely find his current actions a precise imitation of hers.

The Dragon Spirit himself hadn’t realized that many of his habits had unconsciously aligned with those of Yun Ran.

Retracting his gaze, the Dragon Spirit looked in the direction the Gang Wind had come from, "Come out!"

The tone in this voice was no longer as pleasant as before, now tinged with irritation.

He was here to find Yun Ran, but before, on the surface, those pesky plants blocked his way.

Now, another troublesome figure was stirring up trouble.

He was already a bit frustrated from not finding Yun Ran’s aura.

As the Dragon Spirit’s voice fell, a black gorilla holding a large knife walked out from the direction he was looking at.

It sinisterly stepped out, one arm missing a hand, but from the look of the injury, it seemed like an old wound.

The gorilla carefully observed the Dragon Spirit, its eerie eyes showing a brief moment of confusion, followed by increased fury.

"Why can you transform into human form and even join forces with humans, you traitor!!!"

The Dragon Spirit: ...

He was genuinely amused by the gorilla’s words.

Bah! What nonsense!

Not to mention it’s just a spirit-formed gorilla, even if this thing had successfully undergone the Heavenly Tribulation and became a true Demon King level, it had no right to speak to him like this.

The Dragon Spirit immediately extended his Dragon Claw, firmly grasping the gorilla’s neck.

"Who allowed you to speak to me, the Dragon King, in this manner! Even your Demon King, upon seeing me, would have to pay respects, and what are you compared to that?"

With that, he forcefully tossed the gorilla against a pillar thicker than an ancient millennium-old tree.

With a ’crack,’ the pillar split open.

Everyone from the Special Administration Bureau widened their eyes, mouths agape.

The opponent they thought invincible and insurmountable was so easily dispatched by Brother Long?

Also, did Brother Long just admit his identity?

Dragon King?

Every one of them felt their blood boiling, as though they had just learned something truly extraordinary.

The gorilla, heavily impacted, began to cough up blood pathetically, as cowardly now as it had been brave a moment ago.

"You... you are a traitor to the Demon Clan!"