The World of Demons and Monsters I Designed
Chapter 800

The Final Trump Card!

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In the history of this world, there have been very few instances of one person fighting against a thousand, because highly advanced life forms would not waste their energy on low-level grunts. If two forces clash and the enemy's highest-level combatants are wasting too much energy on low-level grunts, it can only mean that that force is already at its end.

"Call"

The Quefeng never imagined that one day she would have to personally go to such great lengths to clear out these low-level minions, especially in such a harsh environment.

Without sufficient spiritual energy to support the body's operation, high bursts of energy must be sustained by burning essence and blood, which is equivalent to consuming oneself. Every life form has limited storage. Using one's own life force to leverage the energy of heaven and earth to achieve the maximum output effect is what advanced life forms love to do most. The higher the efficiency, the higher the skill of the advanced life form. In low-spiritual-energy scenarios, without enough energy of heaven and earth for you to leverage, you can only rely on burning your core.

Not only does it consume a huge amount of energy and is not good for one's physical foundation, but it can probably only unleash less than one percent of its full potential.

Fortunately, the gap was large enough that even in such a difficult situation, thanks to the difference in strength, the Quefeng still managed to defeat the thousands of guards in less than two breaths!

"How about it?"

The voice inside his body was somewhat heavy; even the usually shrewd and calculating King Chujiang's voice carried a hint of tension.

"It's going to be tough." The other person took a deep breath and raised his arm. At this moment, his arm was withered, black, and cracked like the bark of an old tree, looking particularly eerie.

King Chujiang frowned. The burden was greater than he had imagined, and it might even damage his foundation. After so many years of slumber, his body needed a large amount of essence blood to warm up and invigorate. However, they couldn't obtain any of the external resources. The first-stage Blood Essence Stone was arguably the most sought-after resource. Which power in the South Sea, Jiangnan, the capital, and even the Northern Lands wasn't openly and covertly vying for it?

Their forces, operating in the shadows, dare not show their faces and have very little inventory.

Moreover, the Quefeng's body was transported here via the Yin-Yang Road. The Yin energy in the Yin-Yang Road is not friendly to creatures in the Yang Realm. Although it was able to breathe with difficulty along the way, its body was actually already infected. At this time, without sufficient essence and blood to nourish its body, it would burn a large amount of its original essence and blood, which would make the Yin poison even more serious.

"You used a secret technique just now, didn't you?" the Quefeng murmured.

"Without secret techniques, how could you possibly withstand this?" King Chujiang said in a deep voice.

"But then there's no way out." Quefeng looked outside. "What if the Imperial Guard surround us now? Once the secret technique is used, you won't even have a chance to retreat back to the Yin-Yang Road. If you can't retreat, you can't open the passage to this Ghost Temple, and I can't retreat either. We'll basically be locked up in the capital!"

King Chujiang remained silent. This time, they had taken a huge risk, almost cutting off their escape route. If they couldn't take down the final Ghost Temple, neither of them could even escape now. Quefeng's speed was indeed the fastest among King Level, but that was only if there was an environment around him that allowed him to escape. The Yin Land in the capital could barely sustain him, but once he left the capital, there wouldn't be another place with spiritual energy within a radius of ten thousand miles. With just one breath, Quefeng had no chance of escaping back to the Southern Barbarians.

"They wouldn't dare," King Chujiang finally said. "I've read the intelligence on Zhang Hao; he's not blindly loyal. He wouldn't dare come without certainty, and besides, their time is running out."

Upon hearing this, the Quefeng glanced at the sky and indeed, it would be dark in no more than fifteen minutes!

In just a quarter of an hour, would Zhang Hao really dare to bring the Imperial Guard to gamble?

"Even if we concede that he arrives with his Imperial Guard within a quarter of an hour, so what?" King Chujiang sneered. "We are indeed not in good shape right now, but if we don't seek to kill and merely try to evade, can't we hold out for a quarter of an hour? Once night falls, as long as our men control their movements, his mere three thousand Imperial Guard will all perish here!"

Hearing this, Quefeng felt a little relieved, but this relief didn't last long, because he soon heard the sound of orderly footsteps outside.

The heavy footsteps, accompanied by the neighing of horses, were meaningless; the worst was yet to come!

Hiss!

As a chorus of neighing horses rang out, Quefeng looked up and saw hundreds of Dragon Horse leaping over the wall from above the temple, led by high-ranking cavalry captains!

Without a doubt, Zhang Hao's Imperial Guard were persuaded!

"Scum!!"

Faced with the imposing soldiers, Quefeng retreated repeatedly, dodging in a disheveled manner, but her eyes blazed with murderous intent!

With each additional effort he exerted, he felt utterly exhausted, as if his body was about to fall apart. Yet, he had no choice but to evade, for once entangled, his room for maneuver would shrink, and the drain on his resources would increase. Now, every extra bit of effort he expended was causing greater damage to his foundation; in severe cases, it could even harm the very essence he had accumulated over two Samsara.

He never imagined he would be driven to this point by a group of such insignificant ants!!!

In that instant, he vowed that once he survived this time, he would capture all of them alive, skin them alive, tear out their tendons, and torture them and their families in the most terrible poisons for over a hundred years!

The most crucial ones are Wei Gongxing and Liu Yu, right, the Evening Elephant sorcerers?

He vowed that he would chase that guy to the ends of the earth and make him pay a heavy price.

Harboring such terrible resentment, the Quefeng, like a volcano about to erupt, endured immense negative emotions while simultaneously and incredibly frustratedly avoiding the situation.

"Keep your composure, don't rush!" King Chujiang quickly reminded the Quefeng, seeing that her composure was getting worse and worse, fearing that she might act impulsively and damage her foundation.

Even if this plan succeeds, if the foundation is damaged, it will be a net loss!

"I know," said the Quefeng, feeling utterly frustrated.

He had never felt so humiliated, not even when facing players from the Four Great Guilds. Mentioning him gave countless players a headache. After all, those who could push him to the brink were none other than the top ancient forces like Ghost Buddha and Firmament. Now, he had been forced into this miserable state by a bunch of mortals. If other acquaintances knew, they would probably laugh their heads off!

But just when this feeling of being utterly stifled reached its peak, a sudden warning signal surged into my mind.

Years of instinct allowed him to instantly avoid the sudden danger.

He is a master, a very powerful master. His strength is definitely no less than my peak, and his speed is extremely fast, almost as fast as mine!

For a moment, he was somewhat stunned. In this version of time, the only one who could rival him in speed was the West Sea Dragon King, but wasn't that old guy still sealed in the West Sea?

Besides, it's on their side. Does the Ancient Demon Clan intend to discard it so soon after it's served its purpose?

Are you crazy?

He retreated rapidly, but the figure remained close, giving him no chance to breathe, clearly intending to kill him.

Who exactly is it?

Finally, under extreme pursuit, Quefeng, who had no chance to dodge using her speed, turned around and delivered a desperate blow!

With a deafening roar, the entire space shattered upon impact with the two, and the soldiers who had participated in the attack were reduced to a bloody mess. The terrifying force sent Quefeng flying backward!

He hadn't expected his opponent to be not only ridiculously fast, but also incredibly strong!

"It's you!!"

Finally, after a fierce battle, the opponent stopped. At that moment, both King Chujiang and Quefeng could see each other clearly.

The person before me is none other than the most rightful master of this imperial city, the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty!

Even King Chujiang was stunned this time. "How did you get here?"

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