blenderwars Chapter 219 Ye Guhong: Your Majesty, Is That You? (6300 Words)
Chapter 219 Ye Guhong: Your Majesty, Is That You? (6300 Words)
Chapter 219: Ye Guhong: Your Majesty, is it you? (6300 words)
Beams of holy radiance descended, causing chaos in the sky, and spiritual energy erupted like tidal waves, obscuring the sun with the chains of laws.
The arrogance of the Heavenly Demon was instantly suppressed.
Their domineering aura disappeared, and they were all rolled up, even feeling fear and starting to flee.
But as the terrifying light descended, countless demonic creatures dissipated into blue smoke, screaming and perishing.
"Roar—"
In the deep sea, the Demon Race lord was massive, surpassing mountains in size, each tentacle capable of covering the sky. Its strength was on par with the powerful individuals among the human Saint, and at this moment, it trembled, its huge lantern-like eyes shining with fear.
What's going on? What happened?
Where did these many powerful individuals from the human race come from?
There are so many of them, all Saints...
You're defying the heavens!
It hasn't been a thousand years since the last great war.
Even if there were great figures emerging during this period, it shouldn't be like this, right?
"You Demon Race thieves, attempting to overthrow the pure land of the Divine State, go back to your Demon World!"
An old man stepped forward, forming hand seals. The laws appeared, transforming into profound runes. Golden divine thunder descended from the nine heavens, turning the world into a sea of calamity.
"This is... the Dragon Tiger Thunder Technique?" On the battlefield, Ji Yan was also covered in lightning, bringing down thunderous punishment, annihilating one monster after another.
Sensing that power, he immediately looked up, his eyes filled with astonishment.
"Senior Brother Yun?" In the Dragon Tiger Grotto-Heaven, a powerful Saint was stunned, staring at Yun Wuxin with disbelief in his eyes.
Yun Wuxin had voluntarily chosen to enter the Ancient Saint Academy thousands of years ago and had not appeared since then.
Who would have thought that he would actually be here today?
"That person is... Senior Uncle! I have seen him in the painting left by Master, I won't be mistaken!"
"Oh my god! These are all the geniuses who once entered the academy and left their mark. They are actually alive, and... they have all returned!"
"What exactly happened?"
At this moment, everyone was shocked, their minds buzzing, unable to understand the situation.
But more than that, there was a genuine sense of surprise and excitement from within their hearts.
The return of the powerful individuals from many years ago broke the shackles of the rules of the holy realm and reappeared on the land of the Divine State. It was truly a timely rain in such a critical moment!
You should know that there are hundreds of Saints here.
Accumulated over thousands of years.
It was an incredibly terrifying force.
Enough to make the foundations of many Immortal Gates present here skyrocket.
"Ancestor! It's really you?"
The first seat of the Three Purities Immortal Gate Sound Lineage, Gong Shangyu, Ji Yan, and others looked at Zhang Yunting and the other Three Purities Saints, unable to contain their joy.
They were all geniuses from the previous Ancient Saint Academy.
They had once received the gifts of the Three Purities Saints and had grown rapidly in these years, leading to their current achievements.
"What on earth is going on? How did you all leave the Holy Realm?" they asked, both shocked and delighted.
"Hahaha... It's all thanks to Wang Xiu. Our Three Purities has produced a Qilin child who will surely bless future generations!" Zhang Yunting said excitedly, wishing he could hold their hands and talk for three days and three nights about it.
"Wang Xiu?"
Upon hearing this, all the powerful beings present were stunned.
What does this have to do with Wang Xiu?
If these old ancestors couldn't come out, wasn't it because the rules of the Holy Realm didn't allow it?
This young man, Wang Xiu, is indeed talented and has a promising future. The Sect Master and others value him greatly and have secretly designated him as the Saint Child.
But, that's in the future!
No matter what, with his current strength, he couldn't possibly affect the operation of the entire Holy Realm's rules, right?
Creak!
The giant mech turned its head, its bulb-like eyes glowing. "Old man, tell me, what happened to my disciple?"
"Your disciple?" Zhang Yunting looked her up and down, with an expression of doubting the meaning of life. "You crazy girl, you can't even behave properly yourself, yet you've taught such a good disciple?"
He had experienced Luo Binglan's madness. When they were in the Holy Realm, she was a troublemaker, picking fights with anyone and not only being verbally abusive but also ruthless with her actions.
Her social skills were extremely poor.
She caused the heads of the major Immortal Gates to come to him every few days to complain.
It gave him a headache, and he was reluctant to believe that she could educate a disciple like Wang Xiu, who was loved by everyone.
"What do you think? I taught him well since he was young. I don't need to manage anything on Spirit Turtle Peak. He can handle everything. I just need to lie down!" Luo Binglan snorted, hands on her hips, her giant mech's eyes shining brightly.
"Tell us quickly, what's going on?" Luo Binglan urged.
"Cough cough...," another Three Purities Saint cleared his throat twice and reminded them, "Everyone, let's discuss that later. The most important thing now is to exterminate the demons!"
Zhang Yunting slapped his forehead, almost forgetting about this. "Right, right, let's exterminate the demons first!"
Now, the other Saints from various sects were not happy. "Just tell us!"
They were halfway through the story and stopped. Wasn't this just teasing them?
"Hmph! What's there to say? Go ask your own people when you go back. They all know!" Zhang Yunting blew his mustache and rushed into the demon horde without saying another word, killing in all directions.
"Damn it, I've been in the Holy Realm for thousands of years. It's been so long since I fought against the Demon Race. My hands are itching... Today, I must kill enough!"
...
"Grandmaster, were you able to come out because of that Three Purities disciple?"
"Yes, thanks to him!"
"Does he have such ability?" Some Saints still didn't believe it. It was too fantastical.
"It's a long story. Just remember, for these thousands of years... Three Purities is absolutely untouchable. We will witness the rise of an unparalleled powerhouse!"
"Hiss..."
"Let's talk about it later. Kill the enemy first!"
"Kill!"
The Saints returned.
The spirits of the human race's powerful beings were greatly uplifted, each one fierce and brave, charging towards the demonic horde.
Hundreds of Saints joined.
The originally deadlocked balance instantly tilted.
They formed an overwhelming advantage, causing the demons to flee in panic, crying for their parents, and running for their lives.
A large number of Demon Race died under the bombardment of the Saints, leaving no trace of their remains.
They had been suppressed in the Holy Realm for too many years.
Their anger was burning, and they needed to vent.
The cries of these demons were very pleasing to the ear, making them the perfect choice!
...
At the same time.
Inside the seal of Sea Demon Island.
Countless Demon Race charged towards the crack, their eyes bloodshot, fearless of death.
"Charge, brothers! As long as we break through here, a bright future awaits us! Today we break the seal, tomorrow we become Demon Emperors! Hehehe..." A powerful Demon Race with wings encouraged the crowd of Demon Race.
Upon hearing this, the Demon Race below charged even harder, as if they could envision that bright scene, continuously emitting sinister laughter: "Hehehe..."
"What are you laughing at?" Just then, a terrifying surge of demonic energy emerged.
In the Demon Sea, a humanoid Demon Race covered in scales and with a tail like a steel whip slowly walked out, exuding an extremely terrifying pressure.
The demons immediately submitted: "Greetings, Lord Sakuya!"
"Hmm!" Lord Sakuya's aura was terrifyingly unparalleled as he stood proudly in the void. He glanced at the Demon Race strongman who had just encouraged them, dissatisfied: "You don't even know how to boost morale. Can anyone become a Demon Emperor? Who would believe such words?"
Saying that, he turned his head and looked down at the crowd of demons, his arms trembling: "My children, the human world is right in front of us. Seize it, and you will be heroes of our race! Do not fear death, death is not terrible. Although you are the lowest kind of demon, you must have ideals and aspirations..."
"This is your chance, perhaps you will only have one in your lifetime! If you're going to die, die spectacularly..."
"The first chapter of our Demon Race's conquest of this world will be written by you!"
Upon hearing this, the demons boiled with excitement.
The Demon Race strongman saw this and quickly laughed: "The Lord is right, hehehe..."
Just as he laughed, he saw Lord Sakuya glance at him indifferently.
He quickly stopped laughing, awkwardly bowed and kneeled, and said, "You go first!"
"No backbone..." Lord Sakuya snorted lightly, then spread his arms: "Let us cheer for the glory of our race, which is within reach! Hehehe..."
"Hehehe..."
"Hehehe..."
"Hehehe..."
The demons laughed like madmen, becoming even more fearless of death as they charged towards the seal.
"To die spectacularly, hehehe..." A Demon Race rushed forward.
Boom!
The seal surged with runes, its power terrifying, directly obliterating him, tearing him apart.
But there were still a large number of Demon Race, following one after another, flooding the crack like a tide.
"As long as we tear open this obstructive seal, it will be the day our race sees the light again..." Lord Sakuya looked on with satisfaction at this scene.
It spread its wings, with magical patterns shining and demonic energy surging, like an ocean.
Those wings were as powerful as magic treasures, possessing mysterious abilities.
Wherever the light reached, the fighting spirit of all Demon Race surged, their strength doubled, fearless and continuing to charge forward.
It continuously shot out demonic light, bombarding the cracks, causing the entire world to tremble.
"The human race is weak. They suffered heavy losses in the battle back then and definitely haven't recovered so quickly. This time, victory will surely be ours! Charge!" It continued to speak, boosting morale.
The cracks had already been opened once by the Demon Race sovereigns.
The runes were dim and fragile.
However, the human race experts arrived and sealed them again at a great cost, but there was a significant difference compared to before. The number of demons was enormous, fearless and willing to sacrifice their lives. They would eventually break through.
On the other hand, the human experts from the outside world had to use their mana to forcefully block the seal cracks and deal with the Demon Race that had already escaped. They were distracted in multiple places, and their consumption was undoubtedly immense.
They couldn't hold on for much longer.
It could sense that the resistance from the outside world was becoming weaker and weaker.
Therefore, it was full of confidence, calculating everything.
Just at this moment...
"Something bad has happened, Lord Sakuya!" A powerful Demon Race member rushed over in panic, with a frightened expression.
"Don't make a fuss. What's the matter?" Lord Sakuya glanced at it, indifferent.
"In the outside world, the number of human experts has increased dramatically. Suddenly, hundreds of human Saints have appeared. Our brothers can't hold on anymore!" The Demon Race member exclaimed.
"What did you say?" Lord Sakuya widened its eyes, its demonic energy fluctuating, unable to believe it.
"Hundreds of Saints!!"
"How many Saints?"
"Hundreds!"
"Hundreds of what?"
"... Saints, all human Saints, extremely powerful!" The Demon Race member's expression was strange, realizing that Lord Sakuya didn't listen to a single word it said.
"Hundreds have come?" Lord Sakuya exclaimed. They had been old rivals with the South State Immortal Alliance, having fought countless times. Both sides knew each other's details quite well.
Even during the decisive battle back then, the scale was probably about the same, right?
But if it remembered correctly, there were also many human experts who died back then! Just like the Demon Race, many strong ones died, and many heavily injured ones were left. Even if they woke up, they were still relatively weak.
How many years had it been? The human race had already recovered?
Hundreds... It was estimated that all 108 Immortal Gates had emptied their reserves, right?
Were they that sensitive?
Normally, this should be just the prelude!
"Yes, they have all come!" The Demon Race member said.
"This is bad, this is bad. What should we do?" Lord Sakuya panicked. The situation was not as they had anticipated.
"..." The Demon Race member beside it couldn't help but twitch its face.
Are you asking us?
Are we the lords, or are you?
"Got it! Go to the Youcao Hall and invite the Youcao Demon Emperor!" Lady Sakuya remembered something and her eyes lit up.
"Uh... I'm afraid that won't work! The Youcao Demon Emperor just made a move, breaking the seal and consuming a lot of energy. He is currently resting..." The powerful Demon Race member said with a mournful face.
"Isn't that just perfect?" Lady Sakuya wailed, pounding her chest and stamping her feet.
"..." The demons looked at each other in silence, unable to respond.
Having such a lord is really helpless!
...
Meanwhile.
Inside Vermilion Bird City.
The outstanding heroes descended like divine soldiers, landing in various parts of the battlefield and fighting against the Demon Race.
Boom!
Li Zuoyue soared into the air, twenty-four swords simultaneously unsheathed, sword qi like a sea, sweeping out piece by piece, making the demons tremble in fear and retreat one after another.
Having already broken through the Nascent Soul realm, he was no longer just a young hero.
In this world, he could already be called a powerful individual, a Sword Sovereign.
With the completion of the Heavenly Time Sword Sutra, his killing power was unparalleled, cutting through countless demon leaders wherever he went.
Suddenly.
He frowned, feeling a sense of danger, and quickly moved to the side to avoid it.
A vine shot past him, piercing through several buildings, emitting a faint demonic aura.
It turned out to be an ancient tree, seemingly no different from an ordinary tree, but it was a trap set by a powerful member of the Demon Race, ambushing and attacking unsuspecting passersby.
Li Zuoyue narrowly avoided being hit, leaving small traces of blood on his face, and blood droplets fell, making him feel a sense of danger.
Immediately, he activated his sword technique, countless sword qi falling down, directly submerging the tree and cutting it into pieces.
Ji Zidian's purple hair danced lightly, her young and hot body radiating with brilliance, the rune on her forehead flickering, and her attacks were accompanied by endless thunder, making the Demon Race afraid to approach, as touching it meant death.
"Don't escape!" She pursued a Demon Race member, her body filled with battle intent, soaring into the air.
"Be careful!"
At this moment, Wang Xiu appeared, holding her slender waist.
Ji Zidian was startled, only to see that on the body of a Demon Race member beneath her feet, a burst of blood mist suddenly erupted, turning into terrifying blood hands that unknowingly approached her, attempting to launch a sneak attack.
It was shattered by Wang Xiu's kick in mid-air.
"That was close! These demons, even though they're dead, can still launch sneak attacks!" Ji Zidian patted her proud chest, feeling a sense of danger in her eyes.
"Although the Demon Race is only two words, it can be subdivided into countless small tribes, each with different methods, making it hard to defend against! These are just ordinary ones for now, but in the future, you will encounter more..." Ye Guhong held the divine spear, radiating with brilliance, familiar with all of this.
Countless demons had already died under his hands.
Not a drop of blood stained his body.
"Kill! Break through their camp!" Beifang Feng was extremely domineering, raising his hand and commanding a large army of puppets to charge out, fighting against the Demon Race, tearing open a gap in the densely packed Demon Race camp.
"Roar! Puny humans, dare to be arrogant!" Among the demon horde, a crow-like creature rushed out, completely red, spewing out magma, leaving a trail of demonic fire wherever it went.
It was extremely powerful, having previously killed many, but now its subordinates were being slaughtered by Beifang Feng, so it turned around and attacked.
Beitang Feng is fearless. He has now broken through to the Nascent Soul stage and has refined many powerful puppets using materials from the Holy Realm, further enhancing his strength.
A bow appears in his hand, pulled back like a full moon and shot out, colliding with the demonic fire.
Instantly disappearing without a trace.
"Hahaha, is that all?" The Fire Crow sneers, feeling proud and complacent.
But Beitang Feng remains calm.
In the next moment, the Fire Crow panics. Although the arrows are not visible, small metal insects shoot out from the remnants of the arrows and attach themselves to its body, unable to be shaken off no matter how hard it tries.
Even its demonic fire cannot burn them.
"No--" it screams in agony, and in the next moment, its body explodes, torn apart and a gruesome sight to behold.
With just one strike, Beitang Feng annihilates such a powerful demon. His strength is impressive and dazzling.
Truly worthy of being the Saint Child of the Mysterious Machine!
At this moment, there are cries of despair from cultivators below.
A mother and daughter are being attacked by the Demon Race and are about to lose their lives.
Beitang Feng's expression changes. He cannot save them in such a short amount of time.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a golden figure flashes by, exuding a majestic aura, directly sending the Demon Race flying and smashing them into pieces in mid-air.
"A puppet?" Beitang Feng is surprised as he scans the area and sees Wang Xiu's golden puppets shooting out from his side, entering the battlefield and killing.
"Hahaha, good! Brother Wang is truly my confidant. Your puppetry skills are extraordinary. Today, we can have a practical exchange..." Beitang Feng laughs heartily, his sleeves shaking as a large number of metal balls shoot out, transforming into puppets and slaughtering in all directions.
As he kills, he also observes the situation on Wang Xiu's side.
He nods as he watches.
"Brother Wang truly deserves to be one of the twelve Nascent Soul owners. Your talent is astonishing, not only in those aspects, but also in puppetry... you are not inferior to me!" Beitang Feng exclaims repeatedly.
Indeed, Wang Xiu's puppets are exceptionally well-made.
The runes are intact, their strength is formidable, and each one is comparable to the geniuses of the human race. They have clear roles, some wielding clubs, some wielding guns!
And they look good, shining with a golden glow...
Suddenly, Beitang Feng's smile stiffens.
Golden... glow?
...
The current situation is still urgent.
Although many geniuses have returned and reversed the decline, pushing the Demon Race back step by step.
But the battlefield is too large, and many people are still dying at the hands of the Demon Race.
At a time like this, Wang Xiu cannot hold back and must fight with all his might, using all his means.
All the puppets are released.
Wang Xiu throws the Shura Immortal Executing Sword.
The sword light is like a sea, sweeping away a group of demons.
The enchanting and beautiful Nie Linglan appears, transforming into a Blood Sea, relentlessly killing.
After the fusion of Yin and Yang that day,
Her strength has also increased astonishingly. Not only has her cultivation skyrocketed, but her Taiyin Holy Yang Body has become more complete, far surpassing the geniuses of the same realm.
Coupled with the Saint Weapon, the Asura Immortal Executing Sword, her strength is absolutely terrifying.
It is not an exaggeration to say that she is now a mature Sword Spirit who can move on her own!
At this moment,
She is riding on the Qiongqi, with a heroic posture, her red dress fluttering, just like the Fairy of the Blood Sea. Tens of thousands of pig souls are charging with her, crushing countless demons wherever they go.
The momentum is astonishing.
"Kill!"
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle!" The group of pigs roared, shaking the heavens and the earth.
...
"Buzz buzz buzz~!"
With a thought from Wang Xiu, three divine souls appeared in incarnation, their figures incredibly solid, like entities.
The appearances of the three incarnations are exactly the same as Wang Xiu.
They stand beside Wang Xiu, facing different directions, and casting spells.
"Divine Burial of All Spirits - Great Principle Heaven!"
One incarnation shouted loudly, and the power of the divine soul surged, covering the sky and obscuring the sun. A world illusion was derived above Vermilion Bird City, extremely magnificent.
This is one of the killer moves in the "Great Principle Supreme Divine Consciousness", with astonishing power.
The whole world came crashing down.
Countless Demon Race were buried, instantly submerged in the blazing light.
The geniuses were all stunned. Many of them were seeing Wang Xiu make such a move for the first time.
"The four seas churn with anger, the five continents shake with thunder and wind!" Ye Guhong looked at this scene, his eyes shining, as if such a dazzling person was himself. "He deserves it!"
On the side, Zhang Yuge, Li Zuoyue, and others looked foolishly, murmuring, "Awesome!"
"The Nine Nether Imprisonment Fist!" Another divine soul incarnation displayed the Underworld Emperor's Prison Suppression Scripture. The power of the soul was like the sea, and the image of the Underworld Emperor appeared between heaven and earth, as if an ancient god had arrived, with a suppressing pressure that made people want to worship.
Although the Underworld Emperor's Prison Suppression Scripture is a supreme technique of the Ghost Dao, it does not mean that it is useless when facing other creatures.
On the contrary, its killing power is equally terrifying.
With one punch,
The city shook, and countless Demon Race perished, annihilated from body to soul, unable to resist.
"Like the Demon Lord descending from the heavens, truly the god of this world!" Ye Guhong's body trembled, becoming more and more excited. "He deserves it!"
Zhang Yuge and others: "Awesome! Big brother!"
"The Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, swift as an imperial decree!"
The third incarnation formed hand seals, looking extremely serious, like an immortal who had been exiled, with the longest casting time.
The next moment,
He pointed his fingers in the distance, pointing towards a Demon Race in the city who was killing in all directions, with a powerful aura comparable to an Astral Projection Almighty, fighting against human powerhouses.
"Divine Thunder of Heavenly Tribulation, strike there!"
Boom!
Over the Vermilion Bird City, endless black calamity clouds churned, with calamitous thunder permeating the air, and a destructive aura filling the void.
The terrifying pressure felt substantial, pressing down on the heads of all the demons.
At this moment, all the demon leaders in the city were stunned, instinctively ceasing their actions due to trembling, looking up at the sky, their demonic bodies swaying.
The Great Demon pointed at by Wang Xiu was even more panicked, filled with extreme fear.
It's over.
I have been chosen by the heavens!
Run!
It only wanted to run, without any thought of fighting back. It knew it couldn't win this wave, and every drop of its demonic blood reminded it of that.
Abandoning its opponent, it sometimes disappeared into the void, sometimes appearing thousands of miles away.
Entering and exiting.
As if trying to evade the lock-on of the heavenly calamity.
However, this mischievous behavior further angered the heavenly dao.
Demon, you are playing with fire!
Boom!
Purple calamitous light descended from the sky, turning into a sea of thunder, with ancient creatures roaring within it. There were Kunpengs, giant dragons, bixi turtles...
There were even divine shadows, all transformed from Thunder Tribulation.
That Great Demon was directly dumbfounded. Each of those creatures was ten thousand times larger than its demonic body.
It knew that if this thunder light struck it, it would definitely be played to death.
It would die a miserable death!
Unfortunately, knowing was useless.
The majestic might of the heavens does not shift due to the will of demons.
Terrifying thunder, directly crossing the vast void, fell upon it. Its powerful demonic body, comparable to a Law Treasure, was directly turned into flying ashes and nothing remained under the impact of this violent force.
This horrifying scene shocked everyone.
Countless geniuses couldn't help but glance sideways, looking at Wang Xiu.
"Heavenly Tribulation Curse!" Ji Zidian was extremely surprised, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her small mouth wide open enough to fit a cucumber.
She didn't expect that their Thunder Lineage's secret technique, which their father had comprehended for hundreds of years without even a strand of hair understanding, would actually be mastered by her senior brother!
When did this happen?
"The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder obeys my command, annihilating the heavens, the earth, and the Demon Emperor in an instant!" Ye Guhong was extremely excited, as if he had seen his idol. "It seems that although Your Majesty's spiritual consciousness has not awakened, your combat power has returned ahead of time. You are truly worthy!"
Zhang Yuge and the others shouted loudly, "Awesome, damn!"
"Wang Xiu, you're awesome, junior brother!"
"So fucking cool!"
However, even more shocking things were yet to come!
(End of this chapter)