The Ship-Slaying Blade
"No one can predict what the Demon Race is thinking, so we still need to guard against the worst-case scenario," the representative from the Su Kingdom gritted his teeth. "Let's rest for a bit and then set off immediately. We can't waste time here. Although we are all exhausted, compared to losing our lives, we can still squeeze out a little more strength."
As for letting Xing Daozhuang, the biggest target of the Demon Race, leave the group and go their separate ways to escape the pursuers, this kind of brainless idea of "the people resisting the hero" that is often seen in movies and TV dramas, the representative of the Su Kingdom would not even consider it. After all, he is a person in a high position, and he naturally understands how stupid this idea, which seems to shirk responsibility but is actually short-sighted, is.
Xing Daozhuang glanced at the other person. This was the representative of the Su Kingdom, and naturally he wanted to return home as soon as possible. Although rationally speaking, the Demon Race would not care about national borders, people always subconsciously felt that home was safer.
However, he also believed that they should leave as soon as possible and rest after they were out of danger. They were on the same page, but people from other countries might not have the same motivation. They needed to boost morale.
Xing Daozhuang looked around and saw the dense trees and steep mountains. After thinking for a moment, he looked up and laughed.
Lord Yunxia asked, puzzled, "Why are you laughing, fellow Daoist?"
The others also turned their gazes toward Xing Daozhuang; given their current situation, they couldn't think of any reason to laugh.
Xing Daozhuang solemnly replied, "I am not laughing at others, but at the Demon Emperor's lack of strategy and the Military God's lack of wisdom. They are ultimately people whose reputations exceed their actual abilities. If I were in charge of the troops, I would have laid an ambush here beforehand, waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out. Even if we escaped with our lives, we would still be severely injured. Since they did not see this, I laugh at them."
Everyone was taken aback by this; could it really be considered from this angle?
Some of the smarter ones realized that since things had come to this point, mocking the enemy and finding joy in hardship was a way to boost morale, so they all chimed in.
"Marshal Xing is right. The Demon Emperor and the Military God are ultimately lacking in wisdom and strategy. If they had laid an ambush here beforehand, what could we do?"
"People say that the Military God is resourceful and wise, but in my opinion, he is ultimately an incompetent man, far inferior to Commander Xing in terms of foresight and strategy. If a brigade of troops were to lie in ambush here, we would all be helpless and bound."
"That's right. The so-called Demon Race is ultimately just a bunch of scaly, horned creatures, born from eggs in the wet, all brave but reckless. They may be triumphant for a while, but they won't have the last laugh."
Just as they were laughing, white flames suddenly rose up, spreading rapidly along the ground and enveloping everyone. The surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was instantly burned away.
"Careful!"
Suddenly, Xing Daozhuang struck out with his palm. The gentle yet powerful palm wind pushed the resting France group away. Almost at the same moment, the ground they were standing on suddenly cracked open, and a giant centipede burst out of the ground.
"I apologize for keeping you all waiting. I hope I'm not too late."
Huang Yan stood atop the giant centipede's head, looking down at it.
One after another, figures emerged from the mountains and forests, positioned just outside the range of the white flames. The Yao Qi suppressed by a special Secret Method spread out, causing everyone to change color. If it had only been a Military God attacking them, it wouldn't have been difficult to escape. But with this Demon General generals added to the mix, there was no way to escape. Although the average strength of these Demon General was not as good as the group that stormed the International Building with the Demon Emperor, they were all on the verge of the Spirit Transformation stage. While they were certainly inferior to the strong, they were more than capable of dealing with them.
"Huang Yan, with your intelligence, can't you see that even if the Demon Race gains power for a time, it will ultimately be defeated? What exactly are you plotting?" Xing Daozhuang asked.
"Heh, even when they're struggling to survive, they're still thinking about using spies. Thunder King is truly a master of political maneuvering." Huang Yan chuckled. "Since the Di Tribe of the Southern Continent can divide the land and rule the Li State, why can't the Demon Race?"
"Because the Di Tribe ultimately belong to the Human Race, various countries are hesitant to intervene due to numerous concerns. However, the Demon Race is an anomaly, and even Germany, which claims to be inactive, cannot tolerate it. If you were to one day establish your own territories, Germany would not stand idly by, and the Su State would fully engage. With the Demon Race's strength, do you really think you can withstand the Human Race's counterattack?"
Huang Yan said dismissively, "The meaning of a challenge lies in turning the impossible into the possible; otherwise, wouldn't life be too boring?"
Suddenly, a cloud of insects descended from the sky, coalescing into the figure of the Demon King Mengying, who roared, "They're already trapped like turtles in a jar, why waste words with him? Let's start the slaughter!"
With a raised hand, thousands of insects swarmed down like an avalanche, their force blotting out the sky and the sun. Xing Daozhuang's eyes narrowed, and he immediately summoned the Eight Clouds Purple Thunder Halberd, activating his Yuan Gong. Thunder roared and lightning snakes danced wildly.
"Startling Thunder Drinks the Rainbow!"
Lightning spread out like a net, blocking the surging swarm of insects and scorching them into blackened corpses that fell to the ground in swathes, like a sandstorm.
However, weakened by the burning of spiritual power by the Pale Flame, Xing Daozhuang's move was far less powerful than expected, and was instead suppressed by the swarm of insects, putting him in a precarious situation.
Huang Yan seized the opportunity, flames surged in his palm, condensing into a harpoon, which he hurled downwards, easily tearing through the electric net. Xing Daozhuang hurriedly swung his halberd to defend, but was immediately injured and forced to retreat.
"The Earth Sandworm Peers into the Secrets of Yin!"
Mengying unleashed another ultimate move, causing the earth to emanate a chilling, malevolent Evil Qi. The surrounding area was filled with the murmurs of insects, like the whispers of evil gods. The space around them darkened, and countless twisted ghostly figures shot out, rushing towards Xing Daozhuang, who had no time to resist.
"Clouds and rosy hues emerge from Xue's curtain!"
Suddenly, Lord Yunxia leaped in front of Xing Daozhuang, raised her sword and swung it. Flowing Sword Qi spread out like a canvas, protecting the two of them. The ghostly figures that rushed over were all cut down by the Sword Qi.
However, given the inherent difference in their Foundation and the further weakening effect of the Pale Flame, Lord Yunxia's sword technique only lasted for three breaths before being forcibly broken through by the endless stream of ghostly shadows. Just as she was about to be swallowed up by the ghostly shadows, Xing Daozhuang, having regained his breath, swept his halberd, and lightning spread along the ground, completely eliminating the ghostly shadows and annihilating the Evil Qi.
Xing Daozhuang looked around as the Demon General launched a fierce attack. Although the guards around the representatives of various countries were all top experts who were fearless, they were eventually exhausted and could not exert their full strength. Soon, casualties began to occur.
He made a quick decision and said to Lord Yunxia, "You protect the others and retreat first. I'll cover the rear here."
"But you..."
"Hesitation will only lead to more trouble. Only when you leave will I have a chance to escape!"
As a Spirit Transformation Grandmaster after all, Lord Yunxia was naturally a decisive person. She gritted her teeth, nodded forcefully, and said, "We must live." Then she turned around and counterattacked, repelling the attacking Demon General and leading everyone to break through the encirclement.
Huang Yan and Mengying witnessed this scene, but neither of them spared the time to pursue Lord Yunxia. Huang Yan even raised his hand to control the Pale Flame to shrink the area and increase its power, thus trapping only Xing Daozhuang.
"As expected, your target is me." Xing Daozhuang was not surprised by this.
Mengying said in a chilling tone, "Today I will bury you here to avenge my past defeat."
Huang Yan said, "As a sign of respect for you, I will grant you a heroic exit."
"A hero, huh...?"
At this moment, Xing Daozhuang felt utterly absurd. As a member of the Monster Race, he had to stay behind to cover the retreat in order to protect the Human Race, while Huang Yan, a member of the Human Race, came to kill him in order to help the Demon Race.
If he were to die today, he would likely be remembered as Human Race hero for all time.
"This ending isn't too bad." Xing Daozhuang brandished his halberd, a surge of heroic spirit rising within him, and raised his hand, saying, "Please enlighten me!"
Chapter 824 Ship-Slaying Blade
Lord Yunxia protected everyone as they fought and retreated. Although the strength of those Demon General was not as great as hers, there were too many of them. In addition, the gap between them was not yet overwhelming. They could not protect everyone for a while, and casualties occurred from time to time. In addition, she was worried about the safety of Xing Daozhuang. In her anxiety, she immediately pushed her Cultivation Body to the limit.
"The sun sets, and the evening glow illuminates the way home!"