Chapter 1138 Flame Scale Demon King

The next day, as soon as the sun set in Yanlin City, Zhou Yiqiao and Lang Ye had already stood up and headed to the Yanlin Imperial Palace with many representatives of the demon clan.

The Yanlin Imperial Palace is located in the center of Yanlin City. It is a large-scale and majestic palace complex.

The architectural style of the palace combines the ruggedness of the demon race with the refinement of Central Plains, appearing both majestic and gorgeous.

Led by the palace guards, Zhou Yiqiao and others passed through many palace gates and finally arrived in front of a magnificent palace.

A huge plaque was hung on the lintel of the main hall, with the word "meditation" engraved on it in the language of the demon clan.

These two characters are written with vigorous brushstrokes and each stroke seems to contain some indescribable power, revealing a strange atmosphere that brings peace of mind.

However, in just a moment, the tranquil atmosphere suddenly changed, and it became like an undercurrent hidden in the deep sea, surging with momentum, as if it could erupt with amazing power at any time.

The moment everyone saw these two words, most of their faces changed drastically. They felt an invisible pressure coming towards them, as if a huge force was pressing on their hearts, making them involuntarily feel the urge to kneel down.

Some of the weaker demon cultivators even began to stagger, with looks of pain on their faces.

Although Lang Ye also felt the pressure, a hint of stubbornness appeared on his face.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the fluctuations in his heart, and tried to remain calm.

There was a gleam of determination in his eyes, and it was obvious that he had no intention of succumbing to this pressure.

As for Zhou Yiqiao, although he also felt uncomfortable, his expression was unusually calm.

His eyes were fixed on the two big characters, a hint of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and he could feel the power contained in the two characters and their oppressiveness on his spiritual consciousness.

However, this level of intensity was nothing to him; at most it was just a small test that he could easily handle.

He smiled slightly, and the spiritual power in his body quietly circulated, forming a soft shield to isolate the external pressure from the outside.

"interesting."

Zhou Yiqiao whispered to himself. Although his voice was light, it revealed a bit of interest in the unknown.

"This is not just a simple demon language, it is more like some kind of spiritual imprint that tests the state of mind and will of everyone who enters this hall."

"Could it be that the test of the Flame Scale Demon King has begun now?"

A thought came to his mind, and Zhou Yiqiao hurriedly looked at Lang Ye beside him.

Only after seeing that the other party looked unhappy but was not seriously injured did he reluctantly breathe a sigh of relief.

Just as Zhou Yiqiao was daydreaming, the majestic and low voice of the Flame Scale Demon King was heard from the hall.

"Everyone, come in."

After hearing this voice, some demon cultivators who were still in panic felt relieved, as if they had been redeemed.

They all came to their senses, tidied their appearance, and then followed the guards and slowly walked into the hall.

The interior of the hall is spacious and bright, and the surrounding walls are inlaid with various gems and pearls, emitting a soft and dazzling light.

In the center of the hall was a throne carved from a huge black stone. Sitting on the throne was a middle-aged man in a scarlet robe. He was the Flame Scale Demon King.

The Flame Scale Demon King has a resolute face and deep eyes, giving people a feeling of majesty without even being angry.

A powerful aura emanated from him, as if he was a sleeping dragon that could wake up at any time and display amazing power.

Everyone stood in the center of the hall and saluted respectfully to the Flame Scale Demon King.

Lang Ye and Zhou Yiqiao also followed suit, following the actions of the crowd and expressing their respect for the Demon King.

The Flame Scale Demon King's gaze swept across everyone and finally stopped on Zhou Yiqiao.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he did not expect that there would be a human cultivator among this group of demon cultivators.

But he did not show too much emotion, and spoke lightly.

"Everyone, I summoned you today to discuss the upcoming son-in-law selection ceremony."

"The Son-in-Law Selection Ceremony is not only a grand event for our Flame Scale Imperial Family, but also a platform for all clans to demonstrate their strength and exchange and cooperate."

“I hope you can go all out and show the style of your respective ethnic groups.”

He paused, turned to look at Lang Ye, and asked knowingly.

"Lang Ye, I heard that you brought a human monk with you this time. What is your intention?"

Lang Ye took a step forward, pointed at Zhou Yiqiao and answered respectfully.

"Your Highness, this is the human cultivator Zhou Yiqiao. He not only has a high level of cultivation, but also has a wide range of knowledge."

"I specially invited him to be my aide and participate in this son-in-law selection ceremony. I hope to get the permission of the Demon King."

Upon hearing this, the Flame Scale Demon King nodded slightly.

"Lang Ye, you are not bound by conventions and invite human monks to serve as your staff. This is enough to show your broad mind and vision."

"Zhou Yiqiao, you are brave and sincere enough to come to Zoroastrianism and participate in our son-in-law selection ceremony."

"I allow you to participate in this ceremony, and I hope you can gain something from it."

Zhou Yiqiao took a step forward and saluted to the Flame Scale Demon King.

"Thank you, Demon King, for your magnanimity. Zhou Yiqiao will do his best to live up to the trust of Chief Wolf Night."

The Flame Scale Demon King nodded, then pointed at several people and encouraged them, then left first under the pretext of something, leaving everyone in the hall.

Except for Zhou Yiqiao, all the young cultivators were curious about the whereabouts of the Flame Scale Demon Emperor after he left, and started whispering to each other.

The same was true for Lang Ye. He was about to turn around and say something to Zhou Yiqiao, but he saw the latter trying to stop him. He was stunned for a moment, and then he also looked at his nose and kept silent.

The Flame Scale Demon King did not leave for long. After only about an incense stick of time, he returned to the hall with a smile on his face.

However, Zhou Yiqiao could clearly see that the moment the other party entered the hall, he glanced at several young demons who were still talking without leaving a trace.

There was an indescribable scrutiny and consideration in those eyes, as if he was evaluating their potential and loyalty.

"Everyone."

The voice of the Flame Scale Demon King sounded again, attracting everyone's attention.

"You will stay in the palace tonight, both to accompany me on behalf of your clan leader to reminisce about the past, and also to allow the princess to see you first."

Naturally, there was no way these juniors would refuse the invitation from the Demon King.

After everyone saluted the Flame Scale Demon Emperor one by one, they were led by the stewards of the Imperial Palace to their respective temporary residences.

The two men left the crowd and entered the courtyard. When Lang Ye was about to ask Zhou Yiqiao the reason, he didn't expect Zhou Yiqiao's face to change again. He made a gesture to him to keep quiet and shook his head gently, indicating that he should not say more at this moment.