latelenovela Chapter 224 The Princess's Prestige Cannot Be Lacking
Chapter 224 The Princess's Prestige Cannot Be Lacking
The Blood Demon Society members were still wondering about the purpose of Chen Wan'er and her companions' visit.
At that very moment, several Blood Demon Society members standing right next to Chen Wan'er were suddenly entangled by the ghostly Blood Vines that shot out like phantoms.
The Ghost Blood Vine's tendrils are thick and tough, resembling countless iron chains.
In an instant, their limbs were bound, rendering them unable to move.
Chen Wan'er's intention this time was to establish her authority, so she did not impose any restrictions on the Ghost Blood Vine.
With its freedom granted, the Blood Vine of Ghosts became even more swift and aggressive.
Its vines quickly burrowed into the skin of the demons and began to suck their blood.
Before the demons could react, their faces showed extreme terror.
Their eyes were wide open, filled with endless fear and despair.
Its mouth was wide open, as if it wanted to scream, but fear choked its throat, and it could only let out a weak whimper.
In just a few moments, their bodies shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The skin loses moisture, becomes wrinkled, and clings tightly to the bones.
Muscle and fat disappeared rapidly, and the blood in the body seemed to be forcibly drawn away by a powerful force.
In the blink of an eye, several vibrant lives were turned into mummies.
It lay sprawled on the ground, a shocking sight.
This sudden and terrifying scene instantly frightened all the other demons in the Blood Demon Society.
They stood frozen, trembling, their faces filled with shock and fear.
It should be noted that those few who were instantly killed were at least Nascent Soul stage demon race powerhouses.
But now, in the face of this mysterious Wood Spirit clan, they had no power to resist at all, and lost their lives so easily.
"This is what happens when you disrespect our Princess Wood Spirit. That was just a small warning."
Lou Chongxiao stepped forward, his voice booming like a bell, resounding loudly in the deathly silence.
"If anyone still doesn't know what's good for them, they should carefully consider how long they can hold out."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Lou Chongxiao and Ye Lingyu dashed off like arrows released from a bow.
Ye Lingyu's longsword gleamed with a chilling light. With each swing, it unleashed a sharp sword aura, causing the demons of the Blood Demon Society to fall wherever it went.
Lou Chongxiao held a folding fan and gently fanned it with an air of elegance.
It actually contains powerful spiritual energy, which is like a surging wave that instantly sweeps away a large number of enemies.
The demons of the Blood Demon Society were completely thrown into panic; some were so frightened that their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground.
Some had eyes full of panic and turned to run away;
Others, though trying to appear calm, couldn't stop trembling.
He couldn't even hold his weapon steady, and it clattered to the ground.
The demons of the Blood Demon Society would never have imagined this.
One day, they were treated so aggressively by other demon races.
In the past, they were the ones who did things like bullying the weak and wantonly slaughtering others.
Moreover, although they were ruthless, they had never witnessed such chilling and terrifying methods before.
In just a few breaths, several Nascent Soul stage demon companions were drained of their energy and reduced to withered remains.
This scene is a nightmare.
At this moment, a demon who looked rather clever appeared.
Suppressing his inner fear, he cautiously moved to Chen Wan'er's side.
His voice trembled noticeably as he spoke cautiously:
"Your Highness, let's talk this over. Our leader isn't here right now."
"May I, in his place, welcome you in?"
Chen Wan'er's gaze was like frost as she coldly swept her eyes over him, her gaze seemingly questioning: You dare to challenge me?
The demon was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground.
Fortunately, Ye Lingyu spoke up in time to smooth things over: "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and lead the way for Her Highness the Princess!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ghost Blood Vine seemed to receive a command and instantly changed its form, transforming into a magnificent recliner.
Chen Wan'er gracefully sat on the recliner, which then slowly floated up into the air.
Ye Lingyu and Lou Chongxiao, one leading the way and the other guarding from behind, closely followed Chen Wan'er.
Lin Qingxue and Manman walked side by side on Chen Wan'er's left, while Baili Chen walked alone on the right.
Manman used the magic of the Datura flower clan, and in an instant, colorful flowers appeared out of thin air.
They drifted down gently, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, adding a touch of dreamlike color to the somber atmosphere.
Upon arriving at the Blood Demon Society's reception hall, Baili Chen deliberately took out several small explosive talismans and threw them out.
With a series of crackling sounds, flames flickered and smoke rose.
Amidst the commotion, Chen Wan'er calmly rose from the recliner that the Ghost Blood Vine had transformed into.
Lin Qingxue and Manman reacted quickly, one on each side, and rushed forward to help.
Although their group was small, the pomp and circumstance they displayed along the way perfectly showcased the princess's majesty.
At first, Chen Wan'er secretly told everyone that there was no need to go to such lengths.
But Ye Lingyu replied directly: "If you're going to put on an act, you have to go all the way."
Lou Chongxiao quickly chimed in, "That's right, Junior Sister, you are now the princess of the Wood Spirit Clan."
A princess must have every dignity and respect she deserves; not a single detail can be lacking.
Everyone was completely absorbed in this meticulously choreographed play, enjoying themselves immensely.
This terrified the demons of the Blood Demon Society.
Looking at the scene before them, they couldn't help but wonder: Just how powerful is this princess of the Wood Spirit Clan?
She could actually make a Nascent Soul stage cultivator willingly become her servant and be at her beck and call.
"Tell me, where did your leader go? What's his cultivation level? Let's see if he's qualified to serve Her Highness the Princess."
Lou Chongxiao's question perfectly revealed what Chen Wan'er was thinking.
After all, Chen Wan'er couldn't easily speak to these small fry; it would be beneath her dignity.
Upon hearing this, the little demon quickly and respectfully replied:
“Our leader has been away for three days. His cultivation level is at the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Lingyu scoffed disdainfully and sneered:
"That's it? Your boss's cultivation level is nothing special."
The little demon panicked immediately and hurriedly explained:
"Your Highness, please forgive us! We are merely a branch of the Blood Demon Society, so our leader's cultivation level is relatively low."
But the president of the Blood Demon Society headquarters is a genuine Tribulation Transcending stage cultivator!
"So what if they're cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending stage? In front of our Princess, they're only fit to carry her shoes!"
Ye Lingyu's words were sharp and merciless.
Upon hearing these words, Chen Wan'er was suddenly jolted.
He thought to himself, "Isn't Third Senior Sister's boast a bit too outrageous?"
Although I have a bold style of doing things, I am not so arrogant as to be that.
Now that he is among the demon race, he has no one to rely on.
If the Blood Demon Society's leader, who is at the Tribulation Transcending stage, is truly angered by these words and comes knocking on the door, then the only option left is to slip away and flee for your life.
However, in order to maintain the current situation, Chen Wan'er still outwardly cooperated with Ye Lingyu.
She slightly raised her chin, and a perfectly measured, disdainful smile curved her lips.
Her eyes revealed utter disdain, as if she herself were looking at him with disdain.
Those high and mighty cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending stage are truly as insignificant as ants.