Chapter 133: Direct Crushing!

Chapter 133: Direct Overwhelm!

At the entrance of the Ten Thousand Demons Gate, twenty Great Sovereigns gathered, including a hundred Sovereigns from the Ten Thousand Demons Realm.

At this moment, these Sovereigns stood together, following their Lord's orders, waiting to hunt the Blood Lord.

"There are some little rats outside; should we deal with them?" asked a Great Sovereign from the Ten Thousand Demons Realm.

He referred to He Wu and Ling Yayi, who were hiding nearby.

This Great Sovereign's suggestion stirred eagerness among many of the Great Sovereigns from the Ten Thousand Demons Realm.

"Dealing with them would be a waste of time," a human Great Sovereign spoke up. "Our Lord's task is to capture the Blood Lord; let us not slack off!"

These human Great Sovereigns were quite fearful of the Lord, prioritizing His commands above all.

"Hmph, the so-called Blood Lord—you humans of the Flowing Wind Realm may fear him, but we of the Ten Thousand Demons Realm do not."

"Why such a grand formation? Two Great Sovereigns from our realm alone could easily take the Blood Lord."

They knew much about the Blood Lord.

His innate divine ability could trigger heart demons to break the body.

For the Sovereigns of the Flowing Wind Realm, this was a dimensional strike, but the Great Sovereigns of the Ten Thousand Demons Realm were unafraid.

The human Great Sovereign who had just spoken showed a helpless expression.

These Sovereigns from the Ten Thousand Demons Realm, with their beastly nature unrefined, were unruly and untamed.

At that moment, the usually taciturn Cat Demoness Great Sovereign spoke: "Everything follows the Lord's command. Those little rats... ignore them for now."

The Cat Demoness Great Sovereign was tall and slender, with a beautiful face, but what drew the most attention was the row of headlights on her chest.

Yes, a row.

This Cat Demoness Sovereign, after taking human form, retained some feline traits unlike other female demons.

A cat's tail, cat ears, and... five pairs of breasts.

In her human form, she was exceptionally dazzling.

Many male Sovereigns would unconsciously glance at her.

Such a catgirl would surely be popular among otaku in Blue Star! If Qi Yuan saw her, he might have such thoughts.

The Cat Demoness Sovereign was also the leader of the demon Sovereigns present.

Once she spoke, the demon Sovereigns present no longer mentioned killing He Wu.

They waited quietly, guarding the opening of the Ten Thousand Demons Gate.

A day later.

Suddenly, a fierce wind stirred within the Ten Thousand Demons Gate, and a surging aura swept through it.

All Sovereigns involuntarily looked toward the entrance.

It was pitch black there; even the Great Sovereigns, sweeping their divine senses inside, could see nothing.

They had to rely on their eyesight.

Only by passing through that black mist would they reach the Flowing Wind Realm.

"It's about to open!" The Cat Demoness Great Sovereign was excited, her smile exaggerated, her row trembling—a spectacular sight. She scanned all the Sovereigns present. "Who is willing to enter the black mist and scout the situation?"

"I am willing to go."

"I will go as well."

Two demon Great Sovereigns stepped forward eagerly.

They intended to capture the Blood Lord, and also to enter the Flowing Wind Realm to feast on human blood and flesh.

The Cat Demoness Great Sovereign smiled and nodded.

The two Great Sovereigns directly teleported into the black mist.

All the Sovereigns present waited quietly, their expressions relaxed.

"When this mission ends, I need to have a good feast," a tiger-faced demon Great Sovereign said, his gaze falling on a human Great Sovereign's face, a hint of greed in his eyes.

The human Great Sovereign glared back fiercely, displeased. "The mission is not over yet; let's talk after capturing the Blood Lord."

"With so many of us, it's only a matter of time. Perhaps we won't even need to act—the entering Great Sovereigns Fu Feng and Yang Li might have already taken the Blood Lord," the tiger-faced Great Sovereign said casually.

The demon Great Sovereigns were all unconcerned.

"You humans fear the Blood Lord, but we demons do not!"

"With so many of us, what is there to fear?"

At that moment, the Cat Demoness Great Sovereign's expression turned strange. "Great Sovereigns Yang Li and Fu Feng are coming out... so soon?"

The other Great Sovereigns also sensed this; some smiled.

"Could it be that they've already captured the Blood Lord?"

After all, according to the Lord, the Blood Lord had lost his inscribed innate divine ability, was no longer a threat, and his strength had even dropped to the mid-Sovereign level.

Bringing so many of them was already an insult to the Blood Lord.

Under everyone's gaze, they saw Great Sovereigns Fu Feng and Yang Li fleeing in panic.

The Sovereigns present were somewhat surprised.

Things seemed different from what they had expected.

The Cat Demoness Great Sovereign waved her sleeve, blocking Fu Feng and Yang Li. Her expression was stern. "Panicking like this—did you see the Blood Lord?"

The two Great Sovereigns, Fu Feng and Yang Li, looked frantic.

"No... no!" Fu Feng Great Sovereign said anxiously.

"Then why run?" the Cat Demoness Great Sovereign demanded.

"Too many people, too many!" Yang Li Great Sovereign recalled what he had seen from afar when entering the darkness, and his scalp still tingled.

Dense crowds, people everywhere!

"Many people?" a human Great Sovereign was surprised. "Could it be that the Sovereigns of the White Emperor Palace have also come? But if so, how will they handle the North-South Conflict?"

There were still many Sovereigns in the southern lands of the Flowing Wind Realm. If these Sovereigns abandoned the North-South Conflict and entered the Ten Thousand Demons Gate, things would indeed become difficult.

"Come, let me see for myself," the Cat Demoness Great Sovereign said boldly.

"No, there are too many of them—tens of thousands, no, tens of thousands, too many, and all of them are Sovereigns!" Fu Feng Great Sovereign cried frantically. "Run, run, or it will be too late!"

He had only glanced from afar and was so terrified that he fled back immediately.

The Great Sovereigns present were momentarily stunned, then chuckled. "How many Sovereigns are there in the Flowing Wind Realm? I know that well. Great Sovereign Fu Feng, I fear you have fallen for an illusion, deceived by someone!"

The world level of the Flowing Wind Realm was such; its capacity could not support so many powerful beings.

These Sovereigns naturally did not believe it.

Translated to Blue Star terms, it was like an American warship arriving in a certain sea, then hastily retreating, reporting to its superiors with a panicked expression.

"Disaster! Rabbit has launched ten thousand aircraft carriers!"

Even the Eagle would likely refuse to believe such news.

The current Great Supremes harbor a similar notion.

"The Flowing Wind Realm is on the verge of collapse; even if it were a final resurgence, it could at most produce nearly ten thousand Supremes.

But now, it hasn't reached that point of final resurgence—how could there be so many Supremes? It must be an illusion!" the Cat Demon Female Great Supreme asserted. "Fear not, come with me to see."

The twenty Great Supremes and one hundred Supremes present wore calm expressions, tinged with a hint of curiosity.

"No, I won't go. It's absolutely true—they are all Supremes!" the Floating Wind Great Supreme was already terrified out of his wits.

The Goat Strength Great Supreme felt the same.

They wanted to flee directly, but the Cat Demon Female Great Supreme easily suppressed them, leaving them unable to leave.

The Supremes present looked at the two terrified Supremes, a trace of disdain deep in their eyes.

To be frightened by a mere illusion—even after becoming Great Supremes, these two had not fully shed their bestial nature from when they were demons.

Just as the group prepared to enter together, suddenly, from within the black mist, a rumbling sound came.

It seemed as if, within the black mist, an army of thousands was marching in silence!

Though the forms of the army were not yet visible, their mighty aura already soared to the heavens.

Everyone was momentarily stunned, feeling their innate divine abilities waver.

Especially the Great Supremes from the Flowing Wind Realm—they felt it most keenly.

It was as if within the black mist there existed a terrifying demon god of unimaginable, supreme power.

"It can't be... real, can it?" a Great Supreme from the Flowing Wind Realm trembled, his innate divine ability sensing the deepest terror.

"A mere Flowing Wind Realm..." the Cat Demon Female Great Supreme's eyes were filled with doubt and complexity.

A world of the Flowing Wind Realm's level could not possibly produce so many powerful beings.

"It's real! Run now, or it'll be too late!" the Floating Wind Great Supreme hated the Cat Demon Female Great Supreme to the core.

If she hadn't stopped him, he would have fled long ago.

At this moment, no one had the heart to listen to the Floating Wind Great Supreme's words.

They hesitated, wavered, and were lost—for the first time doubting their own lives.

Their eyes fixed on the black mist, and then a vast voice echoed across the sky.

"The Blood Palace is on the move!"

"Those who block—kill!"

"Those who surrender—kill!"

The voice was immense, as if a thousand Supremes had spoken in unison.

Then, within the black mist, the terrifying army finally revealed a glimpse of its true scale.

Blood-red aura dyed the black mist crimson.

In the blood mist, a thousand Supremes in uniform blood-red robes, like the most ordinary soldiers, formed a battle formation.

Their Supreme aura, to an exaggerated degree, seemed to grind down the very Dao itself.

The leader in the blood-red robe looked at the few Supremes ahead, his eyes filled with arrogance.

"You... you are Yang Hun? Why are you here?" a Human Great Supreme stared at Yang Hun, his eyes full of shock.

How had this former insignificant Supreme transformed into someone else?

Could it be... that the north and south had been... leveled by the Blood Lord?

And he had gathered a thousand Supremes?

Thinking about it, it was indeed possible.

A thousand Supremes were powerful, but they could hardly affect the overall situation.

"I am Yang Hun, Supreme and Commander of the Blood Palace Army's Vanguard Battalion!" Yang Hun Supreme swept a contemptuous glance at that Great Supreme, as if asking, "Who are you?"

Vanguard Battalion?

Did that mean there was more behind?

Before the crowd could react.

"The lackeys of the Lord, the demons of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm... no mercy!" Yang Hun Supreme declared, and the Supremes of the Vanguard Battalion, aided by the formation, attacked as one.

"Kill!"

A thousand Supremes struck simultaneously, their momentum vast and overwhelming.

Their formation, led by Qi Yuan and co-created by the other Supremes, perfectly united the power of a thousand Supremes into one.

With one strike, a thousand innate divine abilities erupted.

The divine abilities poured forth as if they cost nothing.

Seeing this, the hundred-plus Supremes present had no will to resist and fled in panic.

Facing a thousand Supremes, they had long lost any fighting spirit.

But escape was utterly impossible!

The innate divine abilities of the thousand Supremes, amplified by the formation, surged like a torrential river.

With a single blow, two-thirds of the hundred-plus Supremes on the field were killed outright.

"Kill again!" Yang Hun Supreme exulted in the thrill.

Commanding a thousand Supremes—was this something a mere shrimp like his former self could have dreamed of?

The thousand Supremes struck again, unleashing endless innate divine abilities.

The remaining third, struggling to defend, lost many more.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Yang Hun Supreme, now bloodthirsty, gave the order three times in succession.

The thousand Supremes of the Vanguard Battalion unleashed their innate divine abilities without restraint.

This first battle upon entering the Ten Thousand Demon Gate had to be clean and decisive—it had to be splendid!

Kill, kill, kill!

The Supremes of the Blood Palace were meant to bathe in blood and slaughter all foes.

In just a few dozen breaths, the hundred-plus Supremes on the field had all fallen, save one, whom Yang Hun deliberately spared.

After all, even the mightiest Great Supreme could not withstand the simultaneous assault of a thousand Supremes.

And among these thousand Supremes, there were no small number of Great Supremes.

"Bring the living one over, offer him to the Blood Lord!" commanded Yanghun the Supreme, his voice tinged with excitement.

Unfortunately, this time the enemy was too weak; they simply swept through, without even giving him a chance to display his cleverness.

"Yanghun... the Honored One is invincible. Even if you have a thousand Supremes, so what?" That human Great Supreme, seeing no way out, grew bolder. "You have no idea how majestic the Honored One is!"

Yanghun the Supreme cast a sidelong glance at this Great Supreme and said contemptuously, directly turning his words back on him: "You also have no idea what a majestic existence your Honored One is opposing!"

He led his squad, escorting the severely wounded Great Supreme toward the rear.

That Great Supreme was like a dead fish, too lazy to struggle.

As Yanghun brought him into the black mist, his heart suddenly clenched violently.

For some reason, he felt his body trembling in unconscious fear.

In his ears came Yanghun's voice, humble to the dust: "Blood Lord, the hundred Supremes guarding the entrance to the Ten Thousand Demons Gate have all been slain; I deliberately kept one alive!"

This Great Supreme immediately sensed that in the darkness, countless eyes seemed to be appraising him.

He raised his head, and in his already despairing eyes, a deep horror appeared!

What did he see!

Dense, dense masses of Supremes!

They hovered in the void, forming battle formations one after another, like mortal armies, all crowding around the supreme throne, that supreme figure in a blood-red robe.

How many Supremes were these...

This Great Supreme swallowed hard.

In the black mist, divine sense could not extend; with one glance, he could not see clearly.

Ten thousand? Thirty thousand, or perhaps a hundred thousand?

Fake, right?

Has this world gone mad?

How could there be so many Supremes?

He suddenly recalled what he had said to Yanghun the Supreme; how laughable it seemed now.

"Where is the Honored One's lair?

And where is the White Emperor now?"

The one in the blood-red robe, seated high on the throne, cast a cold voice upon this Great Supreme.

This Great Supreme looked up, meeting Qi Yuan's eyes, his own filled with bewilderment: "They are all... at Ten-Thousand-Zhang Plain..."

He did not conceal it; mechanically, he told the information he knew.

Whether he told this information or not, it no longer mattered.

These dense Supremes in the sky were incomprehensible, unimaginable.

How could his most revered Honored One possibly cope?

He stared at Qi Yuan, then suddenly broke down and roared: "Is heaven destroying my Liufeng Realm, you great demon!"

Having said that, he directly ended his own life.

Yanghun the Supreme's expression shifted slightly: "Your subordinate failed in his duty, allowing this beast to offend the Blood Lord!"

Qi Yuan's gaze was calm; he looked at Yanghun the Supreme and asked, "Am I a great demon?"

Yanghun the Supreme quickly replied, "The Blood Lord is the Son of Heaven's Mandate, the overlord of this realm—how could he be a great demon?"

Hearing this, a smile curled at the corners of Qi Yuan's mouth.

At that moment, a Supreme from the vanguard camp returned again: "Blood Lord, we have captured several Supremes; they claim to be old acquaintances of the Blood Lord!"

With these words, five Supremes were brought before Qi Yuan.

Ling Yayi, who had been wearing a teasing smile, now saw the countless Supreme army in the sky and nearly fell to his knees.

He Wu as well; his eyes widened, the scene before him beyond their imagination.

They had thought that the Blood Lord had consolidated the Supreme forces of Liufeng Realm.

This was not consolidation at all!

This was... creation from nothing!

Ling Yayi swallowed hard and spoke boldly to ease his tension: "Master, Master, do you still remember me?"

Qi Yuan looked at the handsome and dashing Ling Yayi, noticed the left side of his face that he covered, and his expression softened slightly: "Thirteen Demons of the North... I know of you, but I do not know which one you are, what your name is?"

The world is impermanent, time passes, reincarnation wears away a person's traces.

Even the Goldfinch had transformed from a tsundere into a yandere Ning Tao.

He could not recognize Ling Yayi, but he knew that this was his eldest disciple who had entered the Ten Thousand Demons Gate, suffered the curse of ten thousand demons, and strived to awaken him.

Silence.

Hearing Qi Yuan's words, Ling Yayi fell silent.

He should not have spoken.

Here, there were nearly a hundred thousand troops?

Under their gaze, uttering his former name was too shameful.

"I am... Nangong..."

"Nangong?" Qi Yuan was somewhat confused.

"Nangong, Nangong..." Ling Yayi grew anxious, and finally blurted out, "Nangong... Big Dog."

"Big Dog?" Qi Yuan glanced at Ling Yayi and finally recognized him.

Nangong Big Dog was a native of Nine-Pan Mountain.

And the hundred thousand troops behind, upon hearing this bizarre name, their expressions flickered for an instant.

If not for the Blood Lord's presence, and if not for being in the military ranks, they would have burst into laughter.

"Master, he is Foolish Daoist, now called He Wu!"

"Master, I am Guqin!"

...

"I am Baili!"

Qi Yuan listened to the five of them, his expression calm. He looked at them earnestly, engraving them into his mind, and said solemnly, "I... have remembered you all!"

This remembering, Qi Yuan did with great seriousness.

There were many he had remembered.

Such as the Five Ancestors in the Five Elements Forbidden Land from the first game.

Or Zhang Sheng and Chen Jiao, who gave him wine in No Return City.

"Master, the situation at Ten-Thousand-Zhang Plain is critical; please send troops quickly to capture the Honored One!"

"The canary... is still waiting for you!" He Wu said in a deep voice.

He knew this was no time for reminiscing; the crisis at the Abyss of Ten Thousand Zhangs must be resolved at once.

Memories of the past surfaced one by one in his mind, Qi Yuan's expression calm.

When... that big boss, the Sovereign, is overthrown, the task of guarding the City of No Return will truly be over.

It would be time for him... to leave this game.

"March!" A flash of ferocity flickered in Qi Yuan's eyes.

In the end, then... kill, kill, kill!

The hundred thousand supremes in the sky, the hundred thousand crimson robes, all heading to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Zhangs!

(The chapter ends)