Chapter 490: Meeting the Rakshasa King
Sang Luo could roughly confirm that the person she wanted to find was the legendary Rakshasa King.
She couldn't find a chance to approach the Rakshasa King for the time being, but this banquet was a breakthrough point. She could try to sneak into the banquet, and maybe find a chance to get close to him and learn the whereabouts of Lan Cang's soul.
Youdu.
The Rakshasa King's palace was located here.
Various overlords gathered, their realms unfathomable. Sang Luo couldn't find a chance to attack, so she simply knocked out a guard, put on his clothes, disguised her identity, and planned to sneak in with the crowd.
Halfway there, a ghost guard shouted,
"You, yes, you in the blue clothes, come here!"
Sang Luo pretended not to hear.
The attendant led a group of people forward quickly, stopped her, looked her up and down, and even sniffed her body, getting closer, "Strange, the aura on your body smells a bit wrong, a bit like a living person's scent…"
Sang Luo's heart tightened.
Her disguise illusion technique had already reached perfection. Unless she encountered someone whose realm far exceeded hers, it was absolutely impossible for her to be exposed!
But the ghost realm was special. As long as a trace of living aura was revealed, it would be noticed by these evil ghosts.
She was thinking about whether to run first or attack directly, and how much chance of winning she had… when a clear and pleasant voice came, "I was wondering why I couldn't find you. So you were here."
Quan Jin walked over and said with displeasure, "Come back with me."
Sang Luo looked at him in surprise, and choked back the words she was about to say.
Why was Quan Jin here? ? ?
She never expected that she would run into her own Demon Lord husband in the ghost realm.
Quan Jin gave her a look, telling her not to say too much.
Sang Luo obediently closed her mouth.
The guards retreated, and the previous ghost race wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and respectfully saluted, "Demon Lord has graced us with your presence, we were remiss in not welcoming you sooner. May I ask, who is this…"
Quan Jin glanced at Sang Luo's current attire and said casually, "Personal bodyguard."
Whose personal bodyguard doesn't stay by their master's side and runs around everywhere?
However, none of these ghosts dared to question the Demon Lord. This person was a distinguished guest of the ghost realm. If they said too much, they might lose their heads, which would not be worth it!
"The banquet is about to begin. Please, Demon Lord, go ahead."
"Mm." Quan Jin looked at Sang Luo, "Aren't you coming over?"
"Yes, Your Honor!"
Sang Luo followed Quan Jin obediently and entered the main venue of the banquet without any hindrance.
Apart from the domain lords of the ghost realm, Quan Jin's position was the closest to the front, and there was still a seat vacant on the left front.
After Quan Jin led her to sit down, Sang Luo dared to secretly ask, taking advantage of the noisy crowd, "A Jin, why are you here?"
"Shouldn't I be asking Sang Sang this question? Why did you appear in the ghost realm?"
Quan Jin was displeased, "You sneaked over here. You shouldn't have told God Lord and the others, right? Do you need me to inform them now…"
"No, no, no, please don't tell them, otherwise I'll be nagged again when I get back!" Sang Luo said with a bitter face.
"Tell me first, why would a demon appear here?"
"The relationship between the demon race and the ghost race has always been good. As the new Demon Lord, I received an invitation, so it's only right and proper for me to make a trip and give the ghost realm enough face." Quan Jin said, pouring a jug of wine.
Sang Luo pressed his hand down, "Don't drink!"
Quan Jin smiled, "I am a demon, not in the path of reincarnation, and will not be bound by the ghost realm."
After he finished speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, looking calm.
Sang Luo asked curiously, "Then where will you go when you die?"
"Back to the demon realm. If I'm lucky, I can reshape my body. If I'm unlucky, I might dissipate into a wisp of demonic energy."
Sang Luo remembered the danger he faced when he died once before, and her emotions couldn't help but be a little low. Quan Jin wanted to hug her, but because there were many people and she was still his bodyguard, he restrained himself, "Why did you come to the ghost realm?"
This was blatant smuggling. If she was really caught, it would be difficult to escape.
She must have something very important to do to take such a big risk.
Sang Luo said in a low voice,
"I want to find someone."
"Hmm? Who…"
Quan Jin was about to ask, but suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the high seat.
The nine-layered palaces stood tall and majestic, and the noisy banquet suddenly became silent. The black rocks did not reflect any light, solemn and extremely oppressive!
A tall man in a black brocade robe appeared in everyone's sight.
He walked to the main seat, lifted his robe and sat down on the black jade couch, with a black mysterious beast like a lion and a tiger beside him, surrounded by cyan flames, its sharp fangs could easily tear people's flesh and blood, but it was like an obedient cat, lying prostrate at his feet, in a flattering and submissive posture.
The man's ink-black hair was tied high, his handsome face was chiseled like a knife, his sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his deep cyan eyes were cold and sharp, his long eyelashes were like feathers, his nose was high and straight, and his thin lips were cold and beautiful, but revealed a hint of unspeakable danger and depth!
Dominating and majestic, high above.
This was the king of the ghost realm!
Surpassing everything, controlling the life and death of all things!
The moment Sang Luo saw his face clearly, she felt that her soul was captured! It was difficult for her to recover for a long time!
The black giant beast suddenly twitched its nose and looked over towards her through the crowd.
Its terrifying and dangerous eyes were like a hungry beast locking onto a plump prey, and it would pounce over in the next second and swallow her into its belly.
Sang Luo lowered her head in panic.
Quan Jin darkened his purple eyes, pulled Sang Luo into his arms, and removed the disguise from her body. His wide robe enveloped and shielded her.
The mysterious beast jumped down and swallowed several ghost races in one bite amidst the screams in front. Then it jumped back onto the stage, licked its mouth, and lay prostrate at the Rakshasa King's legs, closing its eyes to rest.
This little episode did not attract the attention of others, and no one came to stop it, as if they were used to it.
Quan Jin's arm loosened slightly.
Sang Luo crawled out of his arms and breathed a sigh of relief. She thought she had been discovered.
However, she was still a little apprehensive and did not dare to look towards the main seat again. Taking advantage of the singing and dancing beauties, she would occasionally glance at the stage, and she could be sure in her heart that the Rakshasa King was the man who sent her out of the ghost realm.
Did he really have a relationship with Lan Cang?
The two had completely different temperaments, making it impossible to associate the two together.
She couldn't control this kind of powerful and domineering man.
But the doubt was pent up in her heart and she couldn't help but ask, she still wanted to find a chance to ask clearly.
The Rakshasa King was willing to save her and the child, at least he had no malice towards her, so perhaps she could ask him in person.
When the banquet reached the second half, an attendant said something to the Rakshasa King. His eyebrows darkened slightly, and he got up and toasted the crowd below, saying a few polite words before leaving first.
Sang Luo didn't want to follow directly. She endured until the end of the banquet, asked for Quan Jin's invitation, and then followed her spiritual power to a palace.
She walked to the door and was about to raise her hand to knock when she heard the sounds of lovemaking coming from inside the palace, and suddenly stopped.
