That brat of a human had indeed escaped from Sand City, but inside his body was the Golden Blood of the Demon God! Xueli had told no one about this secret.
This time, if she could just capture that boy and absorb and refine the Golden Blood of the Demon God within him, her strength would reach the level of a Demon Sovereign. She would seize command of the Demon Territory and become the first female Demon Sovereign in history.
What glory that would be!
The mere thought of such an honor set the blood in Xueli's veins boiling.
"He's coming—heading right for us. Quite the nerve." Meng Ge let out a soft sneer, floating casually in midair with no intention of avoiding the encounter.
With two Demon Generals present, they had nothing to fear.
"It's Xueli!" Yang Kai called out in a low voice. As the distance closed, he had already identified the powerhouse's presence, and his brows furrowed slightly. "But there's another expert... this aura feels somewhat familiar. Where have I encountered it before?"
He and Meng Ge both simultaneously felt a sense of deja vu.
"My Lord, be careful when the time comes."
"Mm." Yang Kai nodded, his thoughts racing. He had just sensed a powerhouse's aura approaching from a different direction, which greatly concerned him. That was why he had broken away from the group and brought Li Rong and Han Fei to investigate.
Once he confirmed that the approaching person was Xueli, Yang Kai's heart sank.
This world was not small, and the passages connecting it to the Tongxuan Continent were certainly not limited to just one. He had come through on Lingxiao Pavilion's side—so where had Xueli come from?
Moments later, Yang Kai's party of three appeared in the two Demon Generals' line of sight.
They halted, gazing at each other from a hundred zhang apart.
"Human brat, I never expected to run into you again in a place like this. What a small world for enemies!" Xueli's beautiful eyes blazed with searing fury, as though she intended to burn heaven and earth to ash, a sinister sneer playing on her lips.
"Indeed—what a small world. You got away last time, but you won't be so lucky this time." Yang Kai snorted coldly.
"Big talk!" Meng Ge laughed heartily, studying Yang Kai with great interest. He frowned. "Kid, have we met somewhere before? Why do you look so familiar to me?"
"Who are you?" Yang Kai furrowed his brows. He too found this fellow's face remarkably familiar.
He had definitely seen him somewhere.
"I am Meng Ge, Demon General under the command of the Demon Sovereign!" Meng Ge answered proudly.
"Meng Ge?" Yang Kai's expression froze for a moment. Then his features twisted into an odd grin, and he chuckled softly. "No wonder you look so familiar. So it's you!"
Meng Ge regarded him with suspicion.
"What? Don't remember me?" Yang Kai raised an eyebrow and said with a sly smile. "The person who destroyed one of your soul clones all those years ago—ring any bells?"
Meng Ge's face changed. He scrutinized Yang Kai's features carefully, and recognition finally dawned. He bellowed, "So it was you! Truly a case of searching far and wide, only to find you walking right into my hands!"
Years ago, in the Evil Spirit Cave of the Cangyun Evil Ground, Meng Ge had descended with a soul clone of extraordinary cultivation—only for Yang Kai to annihilate it in a single strike using the Demon-Locking Chain.
That had been many years ago. Not only had Yang Kai's memory of it faded, but the same was true for Meng Ge. The result was that upon meeting face to face, they each merely felt the other looked somewhat familiar.
The moment Yang Kai jogged his memory, Meng Ge was engulfed by towering rage. With a savage grin, he declared, "I've been searching for you for ages—never thought you'd deliver yourself to my doorstep today! Fine! Today I'll settle that old score and purge this hatred from my heart!"
As he spoke, his killing aura condensed until it was nearly tangible, surging toward Yang Kai.
Xueli's expression changed drastically. She swept her palm forward, and a beam of blood-red light shot through the air to intercept, severing Meng Ge's murderous aura. She cried sharply, "Meng Ge! We agreed beforehand—this human is mine! If you dare kill him, I won't let it go!"
Meng Ge paid no heed to her threat, sneering coldly. "Today he dies, no matter what. No one can stop me. Xueli, if you try to get in my way, don't blame me for disregarding years of acquaintance."
That incident was a source of excruciating humiliation for Meng Ge—an iron thorn lodged in his throat that he could never dislodge. Now, seeing Yang Kai, the very perpetrator, he could hardly contain himself. He longed to flay his skin, rip out his tendons, grind his bones to dust, and scatter his ashes.
That soul clone had taken him many years of cultivation to produce, and after its destruction, he had never managed to cultivate another one to this day.
Yang Kai's actions back then had cost him dearly!
"If you want to kill him, you'll have to get through me first!" Xueli refused to back down, her stance resolute.
Yang Kai watched the two Demon Generals quarrel with an amused smile. Even Li Rong and Han Fei, who had come with him, couldn't help but shake their heads.
The fight hadn't even started, and the two Demon Generals were already at each other's throats. It was truly embarrassing.
Xueli and Meng Ge stared each other down, neither willing to yield. Through the clash of their gazes, some silent communication passed between them—and their rage suddenly dissipated entirely.
Meng Ge nodded. "We'll settle the matter of this human later. Let's deal with these two women first."
"That's exactly what I was thinking." Xueli nodded lightly, turning her gaze toward Li Rong and Han Fei.
The two commanders of the Ancient Demon Race raised their delicate eyebrows and stepped forward without a trace of fear.
"Go. No need to hold back." Yang Kai instructed calmly.
Li Rong and Han Fei nodded in unison.