The Gods and Devils Battlefield
The Gods and Devils Battlefield between the God Race and Devil Race in the Upper Realm is perpetually blood-red.
The strong smell of blood and stench mingled together, making everyone who came here for the first time feel extremely uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the messenger sent by the butler had been here many times before and had managed to get used to the strange smell.
However, the dark red Sha Qi emanating from the center of the battlefield still filled him with awe.
From afar, warriors of the White Dragon Tribe spotted him and greeted the messenger cheerfully, "A Lie, here to deliver another message to the young master?"
Upon recognizing the messenger, the messenger stopped and spoke a few more words, "Yes, this time I also brought a message from the clan chief, to be addressed to the young master."
The young soldier didn't dare delay him. After the routine check, he let him pass. "Go quickly. If you go any earlier, you might even catch a glimpse of the young lord leading his troops into battle!"
Upon hearing this, the messenger quickened his pace considerably.
The warrior was not lying to him. Before the messenger even got close, he could hear the sounds of battle coming from the Gods and Devils Battlefield.
The tribesmen, clad in white armor, charged into the dark horde of Devil Creature like a sharp sword, instantly annihilating more than half of Devil Creature.
Their armor was quickly stained black by the Devil Creature's blood, but their relentless attacks did not stop for a moment.
The messenger strained his eyes to look ahead, and soon he noticed the young Dragon Race leading the group.
Although the other party was not the tallest among all the warriors, and his face was covered in blood so that his features were not clearly visible, his imposing presence made it easy for the messenger to recognize him as the young master of their White Dragon Tribe!
The young woman coldly flicked the remaining blood off her sword; under the sharp sword light, no Devil Creature could escape.
The dark demonic blood that fell on her face actually made her look strangely beautiful.
But no one present dared to look directly at them; they could only timidly look away.
Bai Shou, the guard who followed closely behind her, felt the same way, but unlike the others who were timid, he felt a greater sense of pride.
Bai Shou, who had once secretly come to the Gods and Devils Battlefield with the young master, could hardly believe that someone who couldn't even lift a real sword and whose strength was less than half his own had grown into such a dazzling figure in just a few hundred years.
Bai Shou even felt that the scene of the young master being suppressed by a first-level Devil Creature was still vivid in his mind, but now, with a single sword strike, even a high-level Devil Creature would have to retreat.
If someone like that becomes their future clan leader, the current situation of the White Dragon Tribe should change drastically, right?
Bai Shou couldn't help but think about it.
Before Bai Shou could figure it out, the cold-looking man in front of him suddenly turned around, pulled him aside, and his long sword had already pierced into the Devil Creature's body.
Bai Shou snapped out of his daze as the Devil Creature's piercing voice rang out.
"Don't get distracted on the battlefield!" Sang Ying gently scolded.
Bai Shou nodded hurriedly, but the lingering warmth from the other person on his arm remained.
Having experienced countless battles like this before, Sang Ying's team quickly dealt with the invading Devil Creature. Once the cracks on the Gods and Devils Battlefield closed up again, no more Devil Creature appeared in the area guarded by the White Dragon Tribe.
Sang Ying led her people away from the battlefield, intending to get a good night's sleep after washing off the stench of blood.
Unfortunately, this wish was shattered the moment she saw the messenger.
"Young Master!" The messenger waved enthusiastically at her from afar, as if afraid that Sang Ying would not notice him.
Bai Shou also noticed the messenger in the crowd. He chuckled and said, "Young Master, the old patriarch has been sending you messages more and more frequently lately. Is he urging you to go back soon again?"
Sang Ying didn't respond, but it's probably not far off.
She received the letter but didn't open it right away. Instead, she went to report back to the general before preparing to return to her tent to read it.
Sang Ying was alone in the tent. She changed out of her heavy armor and washed her face.
The woman in the mirror had a very pretty face, with bright, phoenix-shaped eyes that held a hint of allure, but the sharp killing intent in her eyes quickly overshadowed that allure.
Sang Ying had seen this face for hundreds of years, but for some reason, she always felt that it wasn't her own.
Her face should have been more aloof; otherwise, it wouldn't be so strikingly beautiful.
After everything was settled, Sang Ying finally had some free time to read the letter.
Just as I finished reading the letter, Bai Shou showed up at the door.
His first words upon entering were, "Young Master, have you read that letter? What did the clan leader say?"
Sang Ying rubbed her forehead and sighed helplessly, "Just like before, they're urging me to go back. They even said that if I don't go back with the group this time, I can just wait to collect their corpse."
Upon hearing this, Bai Shou couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. Having followed Sang Ying for so many years, he had gradually discovered that when his Lineage faced his granddaughter, he was like a child, always needing the young master to coax him before he would listen.
"So, young master, are you going back this time?" Every hundred years, a batch of warriors would retire from the Gods and Devils Battlefield, and be replaced by others to guard this place.
It can be said that, apart from the Great General, the people who have been fighting on the Gods and Devils Battlefield have changed many times.
Due to special circumstances, Sang Ying had not returned for many years. Madam Lanxin only thought that her daughter had been taken away by the old clan chief to recuperate, completely unaware that her daughter, who should have been pampered and never touched the blood of Devil Creature, was now the son-in-law she had chosen.
Sang Ying nodded. "Of course we have to go back this time, after all, we still need to deal with the engagement."
In order to force his granddaughter to return quickly, the old clan chief deliberately did not mention in the letter that she had been jilted. So Sang Ying, who was still dreaming of marrying the young master of the Black Dragon Clan, was completely unaware that she did not need to worry about it.
Hearing her answer, Bai Shou was naturally pleased. Although the Gods and Devils Battlefield could greatly inspire the Dragon Race's fighting spirit, he had grown somewhat tired of it over the years.
"Alright, I'll go prepare for our return to our ancestral lands." Both of them held important positions here and were the general's right-hand men.
Now that they are all preparing to leave, it is natural to inform him in advance so that he can arrange for a new person to take over his position, in order to avoid any unexpected events on the Gods and Devils Battlefield.
Sang Ying nodded in agreement, and Bai Shou quickly took his leave.
The news that the young master was about to leave the Gods and Devils Battlefield and return to his clan's territory quickly spread throughout the entire camp.
A somber mood hung over the camp, everyone grieving over Sang Ying's departure. The only one who was happy about it was the messenger.
After all, he had sent messages before, but never brought the young master back, which earned him countless scornful looks from the clan leader.
However, his joy was so obvious that it aroused deep jealousy among the others. So that night, the messenger, who was waiting to leave with Sang Ying, was surrounded by a group of warriors and got a good taste of what "brotherly love" meant!
However, the messenger didn't care. His mind was filled with the image of Sang Ying wielding her sword with all her might today, and he blushed without realizing it.
He suddenly wondered if the Black Dragon Clan's young master could see their young master's current state, would he still be so determined to break off the engagement?
However, the messenger quickly dismissed the idea, after all, no matter how you looked at it, the Black Dragon Clan's young master was simply not worthy of their young master!