Millionaire Son in Law Chapter 6702 Qualified
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- An injured Yan Feng guides David and his group to a strategic location.
- The chosen sanctuary is a demon cultivator stronghold protected by natural energy.
- Leaders from various demon bloodlines are currently convened in this secure valley.
Yan Feng’s bleeding had stopped, but his face was still as pale as paper. Although the wound on his stomach had been temporarily suppressed by David’s pills, the excessive blood loss made him appear very weak.
He sat on a blue rock in the desert, panting. His gaze swept across his tribe members who were equally injured, then looked at David, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
“My benefactor… I know a place that is a gathering place for devil cultivators, a place that neither gods nor mortals can easily go to.”
If our benefactor doesn’t mind, we can stay there for the time being.
Yan Feng’s voice was hoarse and weak, but every word he spoke was sincere.
David nodded: “Okay, go ahead.”
Yan Feng tried to stand up, and Xiao Rou supported him on both sides.
He checked the direction and pointed to a mountain range in the southeast: “After passing that mountain, there is a place called ‘Black Abyss Valley’.”
The terrain there was dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and was surrounded by a natural barrier of demonic energy, which would greatly suppress divine cultivators who entered.
“We, devil cultivators, have been operating there for hundreds of years. Although it’s not big, the place is enough for us to temporarily evade their attacks.”
“Then let’s go.” David didn’t ask any more and led the group to follow Yan Feng from behind.
When David and his group headed to Black Abyss Gu, the atmosphere in Black Abyss Valley was tense.
In front of a huge black hall in the middle of the valley, several wizards wearing black robes were gathered together, discussing something with serious expressions.
A black flag hung at the entrance of the main hall, decorated with a dark golden flame emblem, the symbol of the Fire Demon bloodline.
This was the meeting room of the demon race.
The courtroom door was wide open, and seven or eight people were already sitting inside.
They wore robes of various colors; some were surrounded by evil black energy, some had red eyes, and some had devil markings on their faces. Each of them had an aura around the eighth rank of the Golden Immortal realm.
They were all the leaders of the various devil cultivator lineages in the twentieth heaven, usually acting independently, but now they were sitting together because of the gods’ declaration of war.
An old man with a wrinkled face but eyes as sharp as lightning, had a cultivation level of the ninth rank of the Golden Immortal Realm. He wore a black robe embroidered with dark golden flame patterns, which clearly showed his extremely high status among the devil cultivators.
The old man scanned the crowd and slowly spoke: “The gods have suddenly declared war, and the bounty has spread throughout the Twenty Heavens. You are all leaders of your respective factions, so please share your opinions.”