Zhang Xiaoman kept moving closer to the commander within the Array, gathering a massive amount of Energy in his hands. At this point, there was no turning back. Even if he stopped now, the great lord of the Demon Clan would quickly realize it. After all, the immense Energy he was holding was no trifling matter. If such a large wave of Spiritual Power appeared nearby and this Demon Clan commander couldn’t sense it, then he truly would have wasted his cultivation.
However, it happened in a flash. Just as Zhang Xiaoman set foot inside the Array and was about to launch a sneak attack with the summoning of the Purple Cloud Divine Sword, an overwhelming pressure suddenly emanated from within the Array. It left him breathless as a blast of demonic aura interrupted his actions, soaring up to the sky, forming a cold gaze that emotionlessly stared down at everyone below.
Zhang Xiaoman felt his whole body stiffen, his breath becoming sluggish, and the Dark Spiritual Power within him seemed to be oppressed by some force, making it difficult to mobilize.
This was because his strength had now reached the Middle Extraordinary Level. Observing the reactions of those ordinary Lower Gods beneath the platform, their expressions were pained, and some from the Demon Clan were even directly crushed to the ground by that aura, unable to move.
"So...this is the Demon Lord..."
Zhang Xiaoman glanced at the cold eyes in the sky, quickly retracting his gaze. It wasn’t the time to act rashly. If he kept staring and got noticed, it would be more than what he bargained for.
"I couldn’t believe he summoned the Demon Lord so quickly... I miscalculated... I need to find a way to leave immediately, without revealing my true identity..."
As the thought crossed Zhang Xiaoman’s mind, he immediately took action. Unlimited Teleportation was unleashed at once, but the teleportation he desired would take five seconds to complete. During this time, he had to find a way to hold on.
Thankfully, the owner of those cold eyes didn’t focus on him; instead, the gaze stopped on the offering placed in front of the commander.
That Chaos Spirit Flower!
Zhang Xiaoman’s expression shifted. It seemed the opponent was examining the chaos-level treasure that the commander offered him.
However, in the next second, the cold gaze moved away from the Chaos Spirit Flower. Zhang Xiaoman sensed a hint of disdain in those eyes. Subsequently, it left directly in front of everyone, transforming into glimmers of light in the sky, dissipating. This signaled the end of the painstakingly prepared prayer and sacrifice ceremony.
"Just... just left like that..."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Everything that had just happened was so fast that they barely reacted before that presence had already left.
People looked at each other, unsure of what to say.
You could say the ritual failed, but that presence actually appeared.
But if you say the ritual succeeded, that presence didn’t really come. It only descended with a consciousness, and didn’t even deign to look at the offering from the commander.
A group of the Demon Clan exchanged glances, not knowing what to do.
The commander was the most devastated, having painstakingly prepared a drinking feast, investing so much effort, simply to present this chaos-level Chaos Spirit Flower to the Demon Lord.
Who could have expected that the Demon Lord merely glanced at the flower before leaving directly, having no interest in what he regarded as a treasure, and even seemed a bit disdainful.
The commander was on the verge of tears. After all the effort expended, what was it all for? If in the end, he didn’t manage to curry favor with the Demon Lord but instead left a bad impression, it would have backfired.
Of course, some present were gloating, mostly those of the Lower Transcendent level with relatively strong strength. To them, the commander was the great lord of this area, but also a future competitor. Seeing him in misfortune now, they could barely contain their joy.
While the Demon Clan harbored varying thoughts, a figure was rapidly approaching the Chaos Spirit Flower deemed a sacrifice on the high platform.
This person was Zhang Xiaoman.
Initially, upon seeing the Demon Lord’s consciousness descend, Zhang Xiaoman had already given up on obtaining the chaos-level treasure and was planning to leave. He even activated Unlimited Teleportation, intending to escape the dangerous area in five seconds.
Yet, unexpectedly, the Demon Lord merely glanced at the Chaos Spirit Flower and left directly. The entire process took less than five seconds, and before Zhang Xiaoman’s Unlimited Teleportation could even complete.
Seeing this unfold, Zhang Xiaoman made a decision after only a moment’s thought. He decisively canceled the Unlimited Teleportation and rushed towards the Chaos Spirit Flower with full speed.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Seeing that no one was aware, he felt he had a great chance of securing the flower.
"What are you doing!?"
However, a voice suddenly echoed above the platform, and a blue beam of light surged from below the altar of the Chaos Spirit Flower, blocking Zhang Xiaoman’s path.
Subsequently, a vast amount of Spiritual Power surged, attempting to suppress him. Looking around, Zhang Xiaoman recognized the source of this Power was none other than commander.