Chapter 146
The result was self-evident: a large group of Demon Beast who tried to "fly with their hearts" all bumped their faces against the wall, fell into the ravine in a daze, and landed on top of their own kind, turning the dumplings into a thousand-layer pancake.
At that moment, a cold snort came from behind the horde of Demon Beast.
The hum wasn't loud, but Linked Mountains Murong Qing on the mountain heard it clearly.
Then, the Demon Beast stopped in their tracks as if by unspoken agreement, like a disciplined and orderly army.
Several enormous Demon Beast stepped forward. They were covered in long hair and looked like mammoths, but their heads were those of wild boars, and their faces were mostly covered by hair.
These are Essence Rank Demon Beast. If Livestock Rank and Monster Rank Demon Beast are at most stronger wild animals, then Essence Rank demonic beasts are beyond the category of wild animals and cannot be measured by common sense. Moreover, they often possess one or two special abilities.
The Mammoth Pig came to the front of the group, opened their mouths, and spewed jets of water with a white, cold mist toward the opposite bank of the giant pit. These jets of water quickly froze after being ejected, soon forming a wide ice bridge.
Seeing this, Murong Qing frowned and said, "They actually came up with a plan so quickly. The commander on the other side is quite clever... It's impossible to win by trickery. We can only try to maximize our gains. In the end, the outcome will still be decided by force."
Before long, the ice bridge, which allowed Demon Beast of normal weight to cross safely, was completed, and they launched another attack, continuing their previous offensive.
Once in focus, Murong Qing put aside her nervousness and calmly assessed the distance between them, waiting for as many Demon Beast as possible to rush up.
Three hundred meters... two hundred meters... one hundred meters...
The distance between them quickly closed enough for Murong Qing to see the other person's ferocious appearance before she sent a signal towards the summit.
Ling Huanxi, who was already prepared, activated her Yuan Gong, condensing a large amount of True Essence into the spear. After swinging it in a circle, she slammed it hard into the ground. A shockwave spread down from the peak, causing the outer layer of snow to bounce and, under the influence of gravity, to begin rolling downwards.
"When you think of snow-capped peaks, the most common disaster that comes to mind is avalanches."
Murong Qing, wielding two pistols, disregarded accuracy and unleashed a barrage of fire at the charging Demon Beast. Given their sheer numbers, she figured she could hit them even with her eyes closed. And her luck was truly reliable; a few bullets were enough to kill the Demon Beast charging at the front.
There was a wolf-like Demon Beast that was almost pouncing on Murong Qing with a single leap, but it was struck by the White Eagle Spear, which had a low accuracy rate. Its entire head was smashed open as if it had been hit by an iron hammer.
Other Demon Beast tried to attack Murong Qing, but they no longer had the chance. The rumbling white Torrent engulfed everything. Even the Demon Beast seemed powerless in the face of the snow mountain's fury.
Murong Qing immediately hid in a cave that had been prepared beforehand, looked down at the Demon Beast below, turned and ran, but could not outrun the speed of the avalanche, and were swallowed up one after another.
Actually, this trap has a weakness: when the avalanche rushes into the large pit that was dug earlier, it will fill the pit. Theoretically, as long as you jump over the pit, you will have a chance of survival.
However, the Demon Beast solved this weakness. The rolling snow flow rolled over the ice bridge without falling into the pit, and rushed all the way down to the foot of the mountain.
In the blink of an eye, most of the Demon Beast army was wiped out. Only a few Demon Beast at the back of the line managed to escape, and a few scattered demon Demon Beast who knew how to use Yao Qi survived the avalanche.
Upon Murong Qing breathed a sigh of relief, followed by an overwhelming sense of joy at her success. She had only set up these two traps with the attitude that it wouldn't matter if they failed. In reality, she didn't have much confidence in this plan that she had come up with on a whim. She had never had any relevant experience before, and it was practically just theory.
But in the end, they succeeded, and achieved quite satisfactory results.
In the realm of war, it is fundamentally a matter of outcome: the victor is king, the loser is condemned. If you succeed, there will be a thousand reasons to prove that you were a master strategist who anticipated the enemy's moves; if you fail, there will be a thousand reasons to prove that you were ignorant and overconfident.
Just as Murong Qing feeling relieved, an angry voice suddenly rang in her ears.
"Girl, you've ruined my plans!"
A streak of purple light descended from the sky, hurtling towards Murong Qing's face with lightning speed. Before she could even react, it was already less than a foot away from the tip of her nose.
Clang!
The silver spear pierced through just in time, shattering the purple light.
Ling Huanxi had somehow appeared in front of Murong Qing. She looked up at the sky, where a man with humanoid eagle wings floated in the air, holding a pair of Wu hooks.
Murong Qing looked in the direction and instantly understood that the other party was Divine Rank Demon Beast with the ability to transform into human form, which, by the standards of human martial artists, would be equivalent to the Spirit Transformation Realm.
The eagle-winged man said in a thick nasal tone, "Woman, we're tired of playing house. After all these years of fighting, we know your secrets pretty well. Our lord has ordered that today we destroy you along with these four mountains, and all the men imprisoned within them—not one of them will survive!"
If it were someone else, they might take the opportunity to ask questions like "Who is your master?" "Which faction do you represent?" "Why are you making trouble for me?" to gather more information. But Ling Huanxi didn't waste any words. With a flick of her silver spear, her True Qi surged, condensing into a pair of three-meter-long ice wings behind her, which she then flew directly toward her opponent.
A human and a demon, two Spirit Transformation stage experts, clashed fiercely in the sky, the sounds of their weapons clashing echoing through the heavens.
Murong Qing had no time to watch the battle, because the remaining demonic Demon Beast charged forward again, especially Demon Beast that had survived the avalanche. Each of them knew how to manipulate Yao Qi, and their skills were no less than those of human martial artists. If one was not careful, one could lose their life.
She first fired with both pistols, but the White Eagle Spear couldn't hit her at all, and the Spirit Sparrow Gun was too weak to cause much damage unless it hit a vital spot. So she decisively threw down the pistols, wielded the Moon God's Tear, and charged forward.
The graceful figure wielding the divine weapon charged into the horde of Demon Beast, creating a shower of blood. One after another, the Demon Beast fell dead under the lightning-fast and agile attack. The scattering snowflakes, the howling cold wind, and the splattering blood, all woven together by the magnificent yet dangerous sword light, created a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
Murong Qing wasn't reaping lives at all; he was performing a dance of death. As for the souls that died by his sword, they were just a group of pitiful ghosts who had accidentally become engrossed in the sword dance.
The massive Mammoth Pig swung its four hooves and charged forward with its massive tusks. In the reflected snow, the magnificent sword traced a beautiful arc. At the moment of impact, the figure clad in white robes followed the rebound of the divine weapon and spun around, drawing a wide circle with an incredibly fast trajectory.
A flash of sword light appeared, but instead of the expected splatter of blood, a sword mark appeared on the surface of the Mammoth Pig's body.
Compared to its size, the sword wound was insignificant; however, it remained frozen in place, motionless, with the wound showing signs of freezing.
The Glacier True Qi seeped into its bone marrow, freezing all the blood in its body.
Waves of Demon Beast charged forward, one after another, seemingly without fear, constantly compressing Murong Qing's space to maneuver until they completely surrounded her, and then launched a thunderous attack.
"Nine Luminaries Sacred Radiance!"
Murong Qing preemptively launched her ultimate move, her fair wrist spinning nine times in an instant. The Moon God's Tear unleashed nine sword circles, each carrying a breathtakingly crystalline light. The Sword Qi energy shot out, instantly cutting a path through the encirclement.
Just as she was about to escape through the gap, a long whip suddenly swept across, blocking all her escape routes and forcibly pushing her back into the encirclement.
"Little girl, you've killed so many of our demons, and you think you can just walk away? You're being far too naive."
A scantily clad, alluring woman slowly entered the encirclement. Her hands were covered in a layer of fur, and a white fox tail swayed behind her. She exuded a seductive and alluring aura.
Murong Qing's expression turned solemn, and her heart sank. This was a Ghost Rank Demon Beast that had initially acquired the ability to transform into human form, but it could not completely conceal its beastly characteristics— Divine Rank Demon Beast could freely choose whether to completely transform into human form or retain some of them.
In a sense, Ghost Rank Demon Beast Demon Race no different from the legendary demon race. If converted into the level of human martial artists, they would at least be masters of the Internal Cultivation Level Nine.