Let's See Which of Us Is Harder

The Rakshasa Race came with overwhelming force.

Slaughter and brutality are their defining characteristics.

Wherever they went, corpses littered the fields.

The entire Nine Provinces is currently preoccupied with its own problems.

The cultivation world of Spirit Province was utterly powerless against these evil spirits, and all the forces of the Dragon-Seeking Sect were in Central Province.

After fighting against the Holy Alliance, they temporarily stayed in Central Province.

Therefore.

That's why Spirit Province is in such a difficult situation.

However, Bai Qingluo was surprised by the indomitable spirit of the Spirit Province.

Whether it's the various factions or the people of the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty.

All she heard were voices urging her to reject that devil.

The people of Spirit Province would rather die than surrender.

We will never compromise.

They all believed that even if the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty were destroyed, the Dragon-Seeking Sect would avenge them.

This is the greatest trust that the people of Spirit Province have in the Dragon-Seeking Sect.

Even so.

But Bai Qingluo held the lives of the entire dynasty's people in her hands, and she could not make a decision immediately.

Now.

Inside the vast palace.

She was the only one left, dressed in an elegant phoenix robe, her delicate brows furrowed with melancholy.

The rest of the people went home to enjoy their final moments of peace.

Many people know this.

This may be the last moment of their lives.

"Why does Your Majesty look so worried? I've heard you have a very capable older brother. If he were here, he wouldn't want to see you looking so sorrowful."

A gentle voice suddenly rang out.

It stood out remarkably clearly in the silent palace.

Faced with this sudden voice.

Bai Qingluo showed no fear whatsoever; instead, her expression brightened. She was extremely familiar with that voice.

It was indeed the voice of my benefactor.

Sure enough, as soon as I turned around, I saw Chen Ning's tall and straight figure standing there.

"My benefactor..."

Because there was no one around, she couldn't suppress her feelings of grievance, and her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

"Do not be afraid, I am back, and Spirit Province is safe."

Chen Ning smiled.

Bai Qingluo, the dignified empress in front of outsiders, reverted to her girlish demeanor in front of Chen Ning, obediently nodding.

Suddenly, her beautiful eyes lit up again, and she asked, "My benefactor, did you bring Saint with you this time?"

No, it's just me.

"Will the female Saint from your benefactor's sect accompany you back?"

Chen Ning knew she was referring to Hua Luo, so he replied, "I've sent Hua'er to another state."

"My benefactor, the Rakshasa Race leader who descended upon Spirit Province is a demonic being at the Saint Realm. Without Saint present, there is no way to defeat him."

Bai Qingluo grew anxious and reached out her slender hand to take Chen Ning's large hand, intending to walk outside.

"My benefactor, you must escape quickly, it should still be in time."

Seeing this, Chen Ning's heart softened.

I just think this former princess, now empress, is still so adorable.

"It's too late to leave now..."

Outside the palace.

Two beams of red light shot from a pair of scarlet eyes, piercing through the doors and windows.

"How could I possibly ignore such a powerful aura approaching?"

A large, dark red hand covered in fleshy growths pushed down the palace wall, but Chen Ning, carrying Bai Qingluo's delicate body, lightly leaped away to avoid it.

Now.

Finally, they were able to see the true face of the giant Rakshasa Race on the other side.

Its broad body was a hundred feet tall.

A pair of scarlet eyes gleamed with a chilling light.

His entire body was covered in swollen tumors.

It looks disgusting.

Behind him.

They were all palace guards who were killed silently.

"You are one of the seven demon kings of the Rakshasa Race?"

Chen Ning looked at the monster in front of him with some disgust.

"I am the Demon General Lieshan, the most loyal and valiant among the kings!"

When the Demon General Lieshan spoke, his enormous breath spread like swamp gas.

Chen Ning couldn't help but frown.

To be honest...

Our Sect Leader Chen has fought battles across the country for so long, and this is the first time he has encountered such a disgusting opponent.

"You are the most powerful human being on this land..."

The Demon General Lieshan stared intently at Chen Ning with his crimson eyes.

The land he was referring to was Spirit Province.

The fact that he has such keen senses shows that although this guy looks disgusting and ugly, his strength should not be underestimated.

After all.

The seven great demons of the Rakshasa Race are all at the level of Saint.

At this moment.

Because of the commotion caused by the Demon General Lieshan.

The cultivators within the imperial city were also alarmed.

They all rushed in this direction.

It's not just them.

The Sword Immortal and the Wine Maniac Old Man also arrived together.

The two arrived at the scene, their expressions immediately turning grave.

Although this demon was extremely ugly, his strength was enough to crush everyone present.

None of them could contend with this demon.

"Little one, the Sword Immortal and I will buy you some time. You have a bright future ahead of you; you absolutely cannot die in a place like this."

A white light surged from the Wine Maniac's body.

The air reeked of alcohol.

The Sword Immortal, wielding the Sword of Myriad Spirits, said nonchalantly, "Young friend Chen, I, Li, have no regrets about having known you."

The cultivators from Spirit Province behind the Wine Maniac and the Sword Immortal also raised their weapons, their fighting spirit surging.

"Sect Leader Chen, this Demon Saint Realm is beyond Non-Self capabilities. However, your Dragon-Seeking Sect has protected Spirit Province many times. This time, let us protect you!"

They shouted loudly, as if they were ready to die.

The Demon General Lieshan seemed to ignore everyone else.

This includes the strongest male Human Race in this Spirit Province.

His scarlet eyes were filled with nothing but the ethereal beauty of Bai Qingluo.

Dignified.

Noble.

It made him want to defile it.

But he was also inexplicably furious. His target was actually having an affair with that young man, which was simply unforgivable!

"If I agree to your request, could you let him leave? And let them all leave as well?"

Bai Qingluo looked at the Demon General Lieshan and shouted.

"I can get rid of these ants, but this guy next to you is too much of an eyesore, I have to kill him!"

Upon hearing this...

Bai Qingluo's face paled instantly.

Just as he was about to try to bargain with the devil again, Chen Ning grabbed his arm.

"Silly girl, remember this: never try to compromise with the enemy in this way. Besides, we haven't reached that point yet."

Chen Ning touched Bai Qingluo's face, then turned his gaze to the Sword Immortal and the Wine Maniac Madman.

"Old Master Wine Maniac, Brother Li, you don't need to be so desperate. If this were Mount Tai Saint, I naturally wouldn't be able to defeat him. But it's just a tumor that has become a spirit; it's not enough to make us so terrified."

"And you all, put away your swords! How could you possibly deal with Saint before yourselves? If you truly wish to serve Spirit Province with your lives, then you should all cultivate to become Saint so that no one in Spirit Province will dare to bully you again!"

Chen Ning spoke with a fierce and imposing air.

The Demon General Lieshan was furious and roared, "What an overconfident ant! I'll crush you and turn you into a chamber pot to vent my anger!"

Chen Ning smiled faintly, "I've heard that your Rakshasa Race is known for its physical strength. Let's have a contest and see who's tougher."

In everyone's sight, Chen Ning threw a punch at the Demon General Lieshan.

This moment.

A dragon's roar resounded.