Dragon-Marked War God

Although the person Han Yan thought of was Jiang Chen, these were four Divine Emperor Realm experts after all. Even Jiang Chen probably could not be sure of slaughtering them. This was no longer the time when they were in the Nine Region Immortal World. The gaps between experts kept getting smaller, and especially after reaching the Divine Emperor Realm, a person had a chance to step into the Great Emperor Realm. No Divine Emperor could be killed just like that.

The most eye-catching existences below the Great Emperor Realm could never be ordinary people.

“This is no small matter. It looks like our coming to the area around the Land of Heavenly Lightning may already have been exposed.”

Leng Qianqian said in a low voice. They did not know whether the other princes had leaked the news of their coming here. Even if nothing had leaked, the fact that four great princes had been wiped out within the territory of the Forbidden Divine Clan was something they had to think over very carefully before deciding their next move.

“Qianqian is right. Your Highness the Third Prince, it seems we need to be even more careful.”

Kang Ledi said with a look of agreement. Han Yan, on the other hand, looked indifferent. He had never been a man of many words. Never mind the Third Prince, even Louis XVII, the clan leader of the Forbidden Demon Clan, could not get Han Yan to talk on and on like that.

That was simply his nature. Only when he was with Jiang Chen would he completely open his heart.

“Don’t let me find out who you are. Otherwise, even if I, Louis Zhenyi, have to throw away all my cultivation, I will grind you to dust!”

Louis Zhenyi clenched his hand, and the Supreme Grade jade he had toyed with for decades was crushed to powder in an instant. That alone showed how great his anger was at this moment.

For Louis Zhenyi, the deaths of Louis Tianchen and the other three were the grief of losing brothers, and also a matter of the Forbidden Demon Clan’s honor. Louis Zhenyi would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen again. Besides, his Father Emperor had ordered him to investigate this, and he would spare no effort to drag out the murderer. Whoever was behind it, he would make him suffer the greatest pain between heaven and earth.

“Leng Mo, go guard the entrance of the Land of Heavenly Lightning. At the slightest sign of trouble, report to me at once.”

Louis Zhenyi glanced at Han Yan and said in a low voice.

“All right.”

Han Yan said nothing more and turned to leave. This matter had hit Louis Zhenyi hard, and it concerned the honor of the Louis family and the course of the Forbidden Demon Clan’s war. It could never be dealt with carelessly, and Han Yan could not be bothered to discuss such things with them.

“I’ll go too.”

With that, Leng Qianqian quickly followed Han Yan.

“That bastard!”

Louis Zhenyi was furious inside. That man even dared to steal the woman he liked. Although Han Yan had never openly gone against him, he always looked so disdainful, and that made Louis Zhenyi extremely unhappy. And Leng Qianqian just happened to fall for exactly that. How could Louis Zhenyi not be angry?

In the mountain forest, Han Yan walked through the Rushing Thunder Mountains, outside the Land of Heavenly Lightning, very carefully.

Leng Qianqian caught up with Han Yan and walked at his side.

“Is something on your mind?”

Leng Qianqian asked.

“What could be on my mind?”

Han Yan shrugged, his face calm and as cold as ever.

“Don’t doubt a woman’s sixth sense. It’s very accurate, you know.”

Leng Qianqian smiled faintly. She rarely smiled, but when she did, it would be no exaggeration to say her smile could topple a city. Han Yan was stunned and blushed. He glanced at her and shook his head.

“Maybe we were never from the same world to begin with.”

Han Yan’s words only confused Leng Qianqian more. They were both in the Forbidden Demon Clan, had grown up together, and served the Louis Demon Clan together. If the two of them did not count as the same kind of people, then who did?

“Are you worried about Louis Zhenyi? Don’t worry, there’s no way he can interfere between you and me. Even though he’s a prince of the Forbidden Demon Clan, he can’t.”

Leng Qianqian said in a low voice.

“I hope so.”

Han Yan smiled faintly too. Leng Qianqian rarely saw Han Yan smile. From the time he began cultivating in the Forbidden Demon Clan until now, it had not been more than three times.

“If one day I betray the Forbidden Demon Clan, would you think I’m an ungrateful person?”

“Why ask that? We were both saved by Demon Lord Louis of the Forbidden Demon Clan. Is the Forbidden Demon Clan not good? Why would we have to betray him? The Demon Lord treats you better than anyone, and it’s the same with me. I’m afraid even the Third Prince is a little jealous. I don’t know how big the outside world is, but the Forbidden Demon Clan is my home forever. Why think so much? Being alive is a kind of torment to begin with. Life and death, love and hate, aren’t they all just part of our lives? If we’re alive, we should live brilliantly, and never mind what people say of us during life or after death.”

Leng Qianqian said with an elegant smile. In her heart, the Forbidden Demon Clan was where she belonged, and Han Yan was the one she loved. It was as simple as that.

“The outside world is wonderful, but the outside world is also full of helplessness. Hahaha, I hope that day never comes.”

Han Yan gave a loud laugh and became completely free and easy, as if he had come to some realization. Leng Qianqian’s words had greatly inspired him. Toward the Forbidden Demon Clan, what Han Yan had was not some love he could not let go of, but a debt of kindness he could never repay. Louis XVII had saved him, so over the years he had done far too many things for the Forbidden Demon Clan that he did not want to do. Now that Little Chen had come, the path of his life had finally been stirred the way it should have been long ago. He would go out into the world in the end. The Forbidden Demon Clan was only a small corner and could not hold him at all. But Han Yan was a man who valued loyalty and affection. He could not bring himself to cut off ties outright, since at least, all these years, Louis XVII had trusted him with important tasks.

The kindness of having his life saved and of being recognized was something Han Yan had to settle clearly. He had already done enough for the Forbidden Demon Clan over these years. It was time to truly leave this place.

Han Yan glanced at Leng Qianqian. For him, love was too great a luxury. He did not know whether there would ever be a day when he could live side by side with the one he loved. The scheming of the Forbidden Divine Clan and his longing for the outside world both made him turn a blind eye to his love for Leng Qianqian, because Han Yan was afraid that once he left he would never come back, and afraid of becoming a fetter in her life.

The Forbidden Demon Clan was a tie neither of them could get around.

Just then, Han Yan slowly came to a stop near the Land of Heavenly Lightning. More than ten figures were sweeping in through the air one after another, and among them Han Yan sensed a trace of a familiar aura.

“Someone’s coming!”

Leng Qianqian’s eyes turned cold, and she said in a deep voice.