City of Calamity and Chaos north, four hundred miles.
Cao Ping swept through a spiritual light, Earth Realm Seventh Level's Qi machine was fully activated, and a white trail hundreds of feet long was dragged out behind him.
After breaking through the enchantment array He Yuan had placed halfway, he rushed towards City of Calamity and Chaos as soon as possible.
But he was delayed for too long.
He Yuan Although the formation set up by that crazy woman is crude, it is more bizarre than anything else.
The formation was filled with blood mist that corroded the soul, and it took him half an hour to smash it into pieces.
When the formation was broken apart, He Yuan had long disappeared.
And in the direction of City of Calamity and Chaos that he sensed, terrifying fluctuations that could change the color of heaven and earth erupted several times.
Even he did not dare to underestimate the level of that power.
What happened?
Su Yu... still alive?
He didn't dare to think about it. Wang Du's order was still burning in his mind - "Ensure his safety at all costs."
"If necessary, you can give up City of Calamity and Chaos."
One city, one hundred thousand people.
On the scale of Demon Suppression Envoy, it is actually lighter than a Mystic Realm captain.
Cao Ping joined the army for thirty-seven years.
He has guarded borders, cleared demon caves, and seen countless geniuses rise and fall.
But he has never seen Demon Suppression Envoy make such a choice.
"Speed up."
Cao Ping gritted his teeth, the true energy in his body burned again, his speed surged by 30%, and the mountains and rivers beneath him turned into a blurry line.
Three hundred miles.
Two hundred miles.
When the outline of City of Calamity and Chaos appeared in the field of vision, Cao Ping's pupils shrank suddenly.
In the sky above the city lord's mansion, a huge hole penetrated a rock formation dozens of feet thick, and the moonlight poured down from it.
The black iron at the edge of the hole shows a twisted shape that was melted by high temperature and then solidified again.
The air was filled with the burning smell of thunder and the dissipating blood evil.
The battle is over.
Cao Ping's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He did not dare to delay, and in a flash, he fell straight into the ground through the hole.
At the same time.
Linhai Commandery, Nu River enter the sea.
Under the turbulent waves, a black dragon tens of feet long was entrenched at the bottom of the river.
Jiao Wuye raised its huge dragon head, a cold light flashing in its vertical pupils.
There was a broken transmission talisman suspended in front of him, which was just sent by Nie Wuya.
There are only six words.
"The blood sacrifice failed, retreat."
Jiao Wuye was silent for three breaths.
Beside him, a water demon general with a shark's head and body lay lying in the mud at the bottom of the river and said cautiously.
"Your Highness, Demon Suppression Bureau, the man named Wang has already taken action in person. My spies reported that he is setting off from the headquarters, and his target... is us."
Jiao Wuye's vertical pupils narrowed slightly.
Demon Suppression Envoy, Wang Du.
In the entire Qing Province territory, he was the only name that he was afraid of.
"Withdraw."
Jiao Wuye spit out one word, so brief that there is no doubt about it.
The shark-headed general was stunned. "Your Highness, we have captured seventeen coastal towns... those blood-eaters--"
"Idiot." Jiao Wuye's dragon tail flicked violently, sending the shark-headed general flying dozens of feet away.
"Nie Wuya's promise of one hundred thousand blood meals has been wasted.
If you continue to stay here and wait for Wang Du to arrive, do you plan to use your head to fill in his merit book?"
The shark-headed general crawled out of the mud and did not dare to ask any more questions.
Jiao Wuye let out a low dragon roar.
Under the Nu River, all the lurking water monsters received the signal to retreat at the same time.
They come in force and go away quickly.
The entire coastal front collapsed like an ebbing tide after Jiao Wuye gave the order.
Those water monsters that were still besieging the town left the battlefield one after another, turned into black shadows, and fled towards the deep sea.
Jiao Wuye took one last look in the direction of the land, and a hint of complexity flashed deep in his vertical pupils.
Nie Wuya's whole chess game was disrupted by one person.
A Mystic Realm.
A captain of the Demon Suppression Bureau.
"Interesting." Jiao Wuye's dragon body was submerged in the deep water, and the sound turned into a string of bubbles underwater.
"Next time we meet, I hope you are still alive."
Black Demon Mountain Range.
Underground altar.
The teleportation array pattern has completely dimmed. The residual soul that Bone-Eroding Demon General separated from completely lost its senses less than half an hour ago.
The old man in gray robe stood at the edge of the altar, his withered fingers resting on the cold stone platform.
Behind him, Bone-Eroding Demon General's body has returned to its human form, but its figure is a whole head shorter than before.
The breath was sluggish, and the green will-o'-the-wisp was mostly dimmed.
The remaining souls were stripped off twice in a row and killed twice.
The original damage has already damaged the bones.
"Found it." The old man in gray robe spoke, his voice as hoarse as the friction of dead leaves.
"Su Yu, Demon Suppression Bureau Qing Province branch, captain rank. Three months ago it was Mortal Realm."
Bone-Eroding Demon General didn't speak. He sat in the darkness, exuding a low sense of oppression.
Those pair of green eyes stared straight ahead, like two phosphorus fires that were about to be extinguished but were unwilling to be extinguished.
The old man continued, "Nie Wuya also sent a letter over there. Qing Province's layout is considered useless."
Bone-Eroding Demon General stood up slowly.
His broken body made the sound of bones dislocating in the darkness, and he walked step by step to the edge of the altar.
"Tell the king."
Bone-Eroding Demon General's voice was hoarse and broken, but it carried unquestionable determination.
"Qing Province, I will go there myself."
The old man in gray robe turned to look at him.
"In your current state, you will die if you go there."
"Then wait until I recover." Bone-Eroding Demon General supported the stone platform and half-knelt on the ground.
"That man must die."
The old man in gray robe was silent for a moment, then turned and walked into the darkness.
"I'll pass it on."
"But the king has another message for me to bring to you."
The old man's footsteps paused.
"Fourth Princess, wake up soon."
Bone-Eroding Demon General's body was shaken.
The pair of green will-o'-the-wisps suddenly surged in the darkness, then quickly converged.
Linhai Commandery, a hundred miles away.
Nie Wuya stood on the top of an abandoned sentry tower, overlooking the retreating water demon army in the distance.
The fragments of the telegraph fell from between his fingers and were blown away by the night wind.
There was no anger or unwillingness on his face.
There is only a kind of extremely focused calmness that can be found when looking at prey.
"Su Yu."
He pronounced the name as if he was tasting a glass of poisoned wine.
Kumu, dead.
He Yuan, missing.
Blood Cat, dead.
Sun Yao, dead.
Bone-Eroding Demon General's remaining soul is dead.
A captain.
A captain who was Mortal Realm three months ago.
Nie Wuya slowly closed his eyes and rearranged, disassembled and summarized all the information about Su Yu in his mind.
When he opened it again, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Interesting."
He turned and walked into the darkness.
The sentry tower behind him swayed in the night wind, making a creaking sound.
"Now that the chessboard is over..."
"Then change it to a bigger one."
City of Calamity and Chaos, the underground secret palace.
The moment Cao Ping landed, the devastation came into view.
Molten black iron, broken formations, and dried blood pools.
And ashes everywhere.
His gaze passed through the smoke and fell into the deepest part.
A young man leaned against a stone wall with his left hand wrapped in a rough cloth. The blood that had seeped out had dried and turned into a dark golden color.
Beside him, a woman covered in blood was leaning half against a broken stone pillar, her breath weak.
On the ground in front of the young man's feet, a charred mummy was broken into several pieces and was weathering into ashes.
The scent left on the mummy...
"Devil Race?"
Cao Ping's pupils suddenly contracted.
Su Yu raised his head and glanced at him.