Chapter 1223 - 761: Filth
"Uh~ Uh." The female Emperor’s Minister moaned as Du Yu held her by the head, blood trickling from her mouth while emitting eerie throat sounds.
Her previous arrogance was now replaced by sheer misery.
The dignified female Emperor’s Minister, reduced to a trophy, held by the human youth, as her body was thrown sideways along with the Desolate Silver Lynx’s gallop.
It was a tremendous humiliation!
Yet the events to follow made the female Emperor’s Minister forget about the disgrace as the venomous look in her eyes turned into panic.
For in the palm of the human youth, deep crimson flames ignited.
The scorching heat and ferocity were nothing to be concerned about.
The crucial part was that the deep crimson flames continuously injected into her body like poison, storming her defenses and ravaging her mind.
"Du Yu, Du Yu~" Little Fen Yang chirped sweetly, pressing her small palm into Du Yu’s, releasing Cinnabar Red Demon Flame, "I did it!"
Du Yu: "Then should I throw her into the Mountain Realm?"
"Yes, yes." Little Fen Yang nodded repeatedly, "It won’t be long before this bad guy listens to us!"
"Hoo~"
A Bell Shadow flashed in Du Yu’s hand, and the trophy vanished immediately.
By the Mountain Realm Celestial Gate, Jia Rong Grass had been waiting for a long time.
As early as when Du Yu headed to the battlefield, he had coordinated everything with Jia Rong Grass.
Subjugating a Cold Race servant was a mandatory goal for Du Yu’s journey, as he needed a substantial amount of intelligence.
Elsewhere on the battlefield, the blonde female General felt overwhelming relief!
Just moments ago, she was pushed to the brink of collapse by the female Emperor’s Minister, nearly losing her life.
But now, that formidable and terrifying female Emperor’s Minister was subdued obediently by the youth.
The blonde female General did not know where the flame-engulfed female Emperor’s Minister had gone, but she knew the latter would surely meet a dire fate!
That’s enough!
Exhilarating, exhilarating!!
"Ah!" The blonde female General’s body quivered, subconsciously crying out in surprise.
It was only then she realized she had been held by the black-robed girl all along.
Indeed, General Lin was holding the Asa Female General, wearing Ghost Yingluo around her neck, Flame Soul Imprisonments occasionally erupting from her chest and back as she fought fiercely.
The girl seemed aware that this Asa Female General needed some time to regain composure, having just brushed with death.
Disorientation was inevitable.
"Returned to your senses?" Lin Shiwei casually released the female General while turning to the west.
The Ghost Skulls linked on her chest surged with Demon Breath.
Glows, black fire, fine sand, currents, wind beams.
Cold Jade·Five Skulls Pilgrimage!
When Ghost Skulls make their pilgrimage, you better truly be a saint.
Otherwise, you might become Buddha.
The kind of Buddha that is instantly enlightened.
"Thank you, I’m Aisha." The blonde female General, full of gratitude, looked up at the black-robed girl, speaking in broken Chinese.
These small nations, right by Great Xia, were deeply influenced by it.
On Asa Empire’s side, Great Xia Language as a foreign language was a main subject throughout elementary and middle school.
In her student years, Aisha had complained countless times about the difficulty of learning Great Xia Language, but today, she was immensely grateful her school offered this course.
With her broken Chinese accent, she hastily sought help: "We are besieging Cold Beasts, preventing them, Cold Beasts from storming the city, but the abyss, difficult to penetrate, difficult..."
"Yes, we attack." Lin Shiwei casually responded, flicking a Fire Vine from her fingertips.
Aisha immediately closed her mouth.
The black-robed girl’s every move carried an aura of awe-inspiring intimidation.
Aisha dared not voice any doubt, nor did she dare to speak again. Contradictorily, her heart was filled with a profound sense of security.
Meanwhile, the Fire Vine Lin Shiwei cast had already entangled a storm-summoning Wind Witch Demon, slamming it hard into the ground.
The Wind Witch Demon wasn’t heavy.
Its fabric couldn’t possibly weigh much?
But the Water Charm Illusion Spirit below was displeased!
It was originally growling at the dark clouds, but now its head was suddenly covered. Its claws immediately tore at the fabric, causing two Cold Beasts to wrestle together.
"Boom boom boom!"
The earth trembled violently as the Water Charm Illusion Spirit, Wind Witch Demon, and a host of surrounding Cold Beasts were all swept away.
The Asa’s soldiers were aghast, watching as a massive, 8-meter tall Mud Po Goddess Sculpture was dragged out from the depths!
Dragged?
In short, an invisible force pulled the Demon Emperor Cold Beast·Mud Po Goddess Sculpture out from the depths.
"Meow!" A silver lightning flashed by.
The Jade Dragon Lion Bone Scythe maintained its reliability, harvesting the lives of spirits along its path, also slicing this Demon Emperor in half!
Unmistakably, in this battlefield, Demon Emperor Level Cold Beasts were like gods of slaughter.
However, such powerful Emperor Level Cold Beasts stood no chance against this battle support squad.
These Great Xia Demon Tamers...
"Hoo!" In the northern sector, the grand Mountain Fire Blade hovered in the sky, with flames shooting high.
Simultaneously, in the southern sector, gray flames raged equally, and hundred-meter Tribulation Arrows emerged abruptly.
Endless Blade Souls flew everywhere, and thousands of Tribulation Arrows rushed back and forth!
The Blade Soul slashed across the Cold Beast’s throat, and arrows pierced through the Cold Beast’s skull.
Blades and arrows tore spewing lines of blood, weaving into a dense blood net!
Cold Beasts invade Twin Tree Realm?
As for who the true prey was, the distant Cyan Gate squad held a different perspective.
On the sword’s hilt, Yang Qingqing bathed in ferocious flames, eyes of a peacock gazing through layers of fire, overlooking the battlefield below.
"Everyone, prepare!" Emperor Qing’s voice resonated with authority, calling disciples across the battlefield for support, "Jiang Feng, build the barrier."
"Hoo!!"
Gales roared up, yellow sand filled the air.
Massive sand clouds, like tidal waves, surged into the bottomless deep pit.
On the hilt of the Mountain Fire Saber, appeared a burning sculpture of a goddess: "Descend to the Bottomless!".
A simple sentence stirred the souls of everyone present.
Descend to the Bottomless?!
From the moment the reinforcements entered the arena, less than thirty seconds have passed.
The battlefield’s dynamics were forcibly shifted by just a few individuals, who now turned from defense to offense, pointing their swords at the Bottomless Abyss.
This squad of reinforcements from Great Xia challenged the limits of the Asa Corps’ understanding time and again.
In truth, the soldiers had already recognized these people early on.
At least they recognized Du Yu, whom they knew as the "Great Xia Woodcutter".
Woodcutter?
This nickname sounds rather plain without much flair.
But if the "wood" in this nickname refers to the Youhan Tree?
In this world, is there any code name more illustrious than "Woodcutter"?
"Crunch! Crunch..."
The sand clung tightly to the edge of the pit, gathering layer upon layer, rapidly forming a sand wall with a diameter of 2.6 kilometers.
A diameter of 2.6 kilometers is the limit of the Jade Gourd, not the limit of the Three Spirits Coin.
But such a range is sufficient because it covers a vast number of Spirit Branches.
Once the Jade Gourd is fully formed and the Divine Spirit Branches are released, that will be the true "slaughter machine"!
In the sky, Yang Qingqing raised the Jade Gourd in her hand, charging at the Bottomless while tossing the gourd downward.
A crisp "snap" sound.
The exquisite gourd abruptly shattered, transforming into streams of green energy, staining the sand wall.
As the sand continued to gather and permeate downward, the Gourd Array swiftly took shape.
"Buzz!!!"
The ground trembled open.
Thousands of Spirit Branches seemed to "come alive"!
Inside and outside the pit, countless Spirit Branches slithered like long snakes, weaving everywhere.
The bloodline web drawn by the Mountain Fire Blade Soul and countless Tribulation Arrows fell to the disadvantage at this moment.
Regarding "slaughter like hemp", the Divine Tree set a higher standard!
For the Demon Taming World, the Twin Trees are the mother of all life, nurturing all things.
However, when facing invading enemies,
the Twin Trees can also transform into the world’s top executioners, instantly piling up corpse mountains amidst seas of blood!
The Divine Tree was slaughtering wildly.
Its killing pace was so fast, it dazzled the eyes and unnerved the heart!
Aisha’s mouth was wide open, eyes full of shock, her body not daring to move an inch.
Since countless branches threaded around her body, perforating string after string of Cold Beast corpse bones, stabbing back and forth.
If the Mountain Fire Saber and Tribulation Arrow merely alleviated the Asa Corps’ pressure...
The involvement of the Divine Tree meant that the Asa Corps had no more pressure at all.
The area around the pit’s edge seemed "purified".
There were no more Cold Beast creatures, only Cold Beast corpse bones!
"Go!" Yang Qingqing shouted sharply, her long skirt billowing as she charged downward.
"Where’s Senior Brother Fu?" Du Yu shouted loudly, slinging the Divine Demon Bow back onto his shoulder, riding the Desolate Silver Lynx straight toward the Bottomless.
Notably, Du Yu had already switched mounts, sitting atop the Twin Desolate Lynx, a thick silver tail wrapped around his waist helping to steady him.
"I’m here!" Frost scattered on Fu Jianzhou’s body, and behind him, a Fire Age Axe was remarkably frozen within the ice.
Du Yu urged on directly toward Master Qing, shouting loudly: "Bring me the great axe!"
Fu Jianzhou dove headfirst into the Bottomless, responding loudly: "Coming, coming!"
"Yoo-hoo~ Chop the tree, chop the tree!" Little Fen Yang chirped joyfully.
She dwelt within the Forehead Acupoint, holding Prince Yan’s head with her small hands and joyously kneading back and forth.
Hu Xiaoyan: "..."
Annoying Du Yu, always leaving me out!
"Hehe~" Little Fen Yang laughed娇ly, "Don’t be mad, Du Yu worries the blood of the Cold Beast will dirty your little paws~"
"Hmph." Hu Xiaoyan grunted unhappily, feeling that at such moments, his mind had only Silver Cat Cat.
Annoying!
Can’t this palace also slay the Cold Beast?
Can’t I just...
Hu Xiaoyan’s thoughts paused, as she, in isolation, could only rely on the Golden Crow Saint for a shallow understanding of external events.
At this moment, she sensed the Golden Crow Saint’s internal panic!
"Snap! Snap!"
Sounds of electrical bursts exploded from the sky down to mid-air.
The Thunder Beast, having determined its owner’s location, burst from mid-air to the edge of the Bottomless.
"Moo~~~"
"Whoa!" Du Yu exclaimed as Kui Chou transformed into fierce Demon Breath, surging into his body, flipping both him and the lynx out.
Kui Chou’s grumbling voice erupted in Du Yu’s mind: "Damn! There’s dirty stuff!"
Du Yu: "Huh?"
"Someone’s tampering with my mind, trying to turn me into a slave!" Kui Chou’s words surprisingly carried a hint of fear, "I almost fell for it, almost!"
For the first time, Du Yu sensed a trace of panic in the words of Kui Chou, the Supreme.
When had Kui Chou, this raging ox, ever been afraid?
But now, Du Yu truly sensed deep fear in the Supreme Lord.
What???