I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

Chapter 513: New Battle Situation



Chapter 513: New Battle Situation

Chapter 513: New Battle Situation

"Keep fighting!"

"There's no other way!"

The ancient tortoise demon lord cut through the iron road with a sharp, decisive strike.

After a while, the other two great demon lords also agreed. The battle had already reached this point, and if it did not continue, the demon race would lose all its gains. Moreover, the news of the death of the Demon Emperor could not be revealed!

just now.

They could only hope that the damned young white dragon wasn't from the human side, but had come for some other purpose!

The three great demon lords looked bewildered. They had initially thought victory was assured, given their immense growth in strength; dealing with humans should be even easier. "We've become so strong thanks to that person..."

That person...?

Who is coming?

The Great Demon Lord Longpeng was stunned for a moment, but it was as if something had been erased from his mind; that crucial figure could no longer be found.

"Who made us stronger?"

The Golden-Haired Demon Lord also looked completely stunned.

"Oh right, who was it? I can't remember..."

The Great Demon Lord of the Ancient Tortoise was also deeply confused.

……

Western Regions.

In the valley where the Yin Horse Demon Lord resides.

The valley was filled with the strong stench of blood.

The endless blood and flesh that had transformed into blood energy accumulated here, and a thick, vivid blood mist enveloped the valley.

Within each wisp of blood mist, ferocious monsters roared.

This fog is a gathering of demons and evil spirits, a mixture of resentment and ferocity. Even Mahayana or Saintly cultivators who approach this place will be severely injured, or even suffer a collapse of their souls and die instantly!

Inside the valley lies a deep, pitch-black pool.

The blood pool was bubbling and gurgling, as if a strange demon was about to burst forth, stirring up the winds and clouds and absorbing all the blood energy within.

Take a closer look.

In that pool of blood, there were seventeen ancient cocoons, slowly transforming.

These previously dormant Styx cocoons have suddenly come to possess a powerful life force, as if they are awakening!

just.

Only the Demon Lord Yinma knows how long it will take for him to fully awaken. At this moment, the Demon Lord Yinma is filled with anger and appears somewhat agitated. He paces back and forth, pondering the identity of the white dragon he just saw.

"That damned white dragon must be at least a Celestial Venerable!"

"This Styx Cocoon will need at least another month to fully form, but those celestial bastards might not give me that much time..."

The Demon Lord Yinma looked anxious.

Anxiety naturally has its reasons.

The power displayed by the white dragon just now did not worry Yinma Demon Lord too much. It merely used some profound Taoist techniques on these "mortals" to suppress them with force and affect spacetime.

He knows such a simple and crude trick too!

Once one's strength reaches the Immortal Venerable/Demon Venerable level, their understanding of the Heavenly Dao's rules will naturally be extremely profound. These mortal ants wouldn't even have a chance to make a move before them. The Yinma Demon Venerable isn't afraid to fight the white dragon, but he fears it might ruin his plans!

These seventeen Styx Cocoons cannot be allowed to break down. They are all very fragile. If they are lost, the Demon Realm will truly be powerless to stop the Xuan Tian Realm.

The white dragon planned to control the Demon King and find his location from the soul imprint, aiming to capture the king first.

Fortunately.

I reacted quickly enough.

He promptly self-destructed the body of the Demon King and erased the memories from the minds of the three Great Demon Lords.

In this way, the white dragon will not be able to find him easily.

"One month..."

"I only need one month!"

Looking at the Styx cocoons, Yinma Demon Lord secretly hoped that he could really wait for this month.

As long as the white dragon can't find him within a month, everything will be fine!

Once the demon army arrives, all will be lost!

……

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

In the desolate city, in the courtyard.

Qin Yiyao was cultivating in the courtyard, sitting cross-legged, with a very obvious circle of qi pulsating around her.

Xiao Bai was busy with housework. When he left the desolate city last time, it was like he had made a wasted trip. Although he came out to look for clues again in the following days, he couldn't find anything, which made the young boy half depressed.

Gu Heng was sitting in the front hall, entertaining Jin Qian, the manager of "Youjian Inn".

"Hey, the Eastern Frontier Alliance has suffered such a severe defeat?"

He ate the brown sugar cake, his face full of surprise. "Yes, I heard that if reinforcements hadn't arrived, I don't think I would have been able to stay in Dongjiang."

Jin Qian shook his head, his tone wistful, seemingly quite moved: "I've never seen such a brutal battle in my life. Corpses littered the ground, blood flowed like rivers. Tsk tsk tsk, I bet if this battle really went on, countless people would have died or been injured."

Gu Heng rarely goes out now, mainly because he doesn't know what to do when he does, and it would be a waste of time. He'd rather stay here and keep Qin Yiyao company. She's been back for over a month now, and she's probably preparing to set off again.

Therefore, news from the outside world was basically obtained from what Manager Jin Qian brought back every week.

He runs an inn, so he knows a few close merchants who come here every now and then to deliver goods and bring news from outside.

no way.

The ancient wilderness is too vast, and few outsiders come here. The only city is the desolate city, which is extremely desolate in terms of population.

Information also seemed to be scarce.

However, it was not completely blocked.

So Gu Heng heard the latest news about the great war between the two races outside from Jin Qian.

Surprisingly.

The demon race continues to win, although they can't achieve a meteoric rise, they are still winning.

The original Eastern Frontier Alliance front was destroyed more than half a month ago. It is said that even Mahayana cultivators suffered heavy casualties, forcing the Supreme Saint to take action, but even that could not completely reverse the situation!

"I heard that... there seems to be some kind of change on the demon race's side. All the demons have become much stronger than before, and each of them has gained a new skill called 'Berserk.' Once they go berserk, their strength increases dramatically again, making life miserable for the humans."

"It seems that a young, supreme expert at the first level of the Saint Realm in the Eastern Frontier Alliance has already perished!" Jin Qian's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"That tragic?"

Gu Heng had a similar expression.

The Supreme Saint, he is at the very top of the cultivation system, the sole apex of the pyramid. It is said that he is a top cultivator who can fill the sea with a flick of his wrist and burn the forest with a spark.

Then, he got caught up in the great war and died.

The most holy man is dead.

Gu Heng looked himself over. With his physique and strength, it was questionable whether he was even qualified to be cannon fodder in this great battle.

This battle was truly terrifying.

He hopes that humanity will withstand the pressure.

However, there are some doubts... If the war has come to this point, what is the purpose?

Humans suffered heavy casualties, and the demon race must have suffered the same fate. With the fighting going on like this, what exactly are the demons after?


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