Chapter 1035: Chapter 657: Endless Vitality
At the bottom of the Bottomless Abyss, there were two Cold Beasts·Demon Saints. Naturally, there were two Emperor Ministers, each controlling one.
One of the Emperor Ministers had already been captured by Du Yu and thrown into the Mountain Realm for a "Jia Rong-style binding."
But the other male Emperor’s Minister was frightened!
This was extremely rare, given that the Cold Race revered the Youhan Tree as a deity and was utterly loyal to the Cold Tree.
Yet under the absolute power of Celestial Cyan Porcelain, the male Emperor’s Minister... chickened out?!
The Emperor’s Minister directed the Demon Saint Bai Yulong to charge at Celestial Cyan Porcelain, executing a final suicide mission, attempting to perish together with Celestial Cyan Porcelain.
However, the male Emperor’s Minister did not believe that Bai Yulong would succeed!
As Bai Yulong lunged upward, the male Emperor’s Minister leaped off, darting toward the eastern Cold Wood Forest.
This male Emperor’s Minister did not even bother to watch from the battlefield’s edge and had no intention of pausing, heading straight eastward.
Summoning reinforcements?
Or fleeing back to the Youhan Realm?
In any case, the male Emperor’s Minister fled the sea of blood and mountains of corpses, his figure speeding away.
Coincidentally, a tall, slender figure stood atop the lynx’s head, blocking the male Emperor’s Minister’s path.
"Tsk tsk." The male Emperor’s Minister was already fleeing in panic, and now he was scared out of his wits.
The Bottomless Abyss was a forbidden zone for the Human Race!
When a member of the Human Race appeared here, naturally, their power was unimaginable!
"Meow!!" The body of the Silver Lynx trembled heavily, surrounded by whispers.
If it was just making it agitated, it wouldn’t have mattered.
But these whispers continued to penetrate its mind, ravaging its nerves, attempting to seize control over its body and mind.
The next moment, the Silver Lynx shattered directly, its massive body turning into a dense Earth Demon Breath, merging into the tall and slender figure.
The Emperor’s Minister’s heart tightened as he looked at the Human Race before him.
Waves of oppressive force came crashing down, making the Emperor’s Minister’s legs tremble, unable to endure anymore, he shouted loudly: "Tsk tsk!"
"How impudent." The faint voice came from the old woman, softly.
Her voice was light, her tone very calm, not at all like scolding an enemy, more like murmuring?
But an astonishing scene emerged!
In Lan Gao’s murmuring, the Emperor’s Minister suddenly changed his expression, and his words came to an abrupt halt!
He instinctively backed away, his stumbling steps seemed ready to fall at any moment.
Colorful Elephant Demon Technique· Elephant Sound!
This demon skill, similar to the Yue Mountain Lion’s Demon Skill· Yue Mountain Shake, could instill fear and trepidation, making the enemy retreat in fright.
"Whiz~"
Along with a whooshing sound, Lan Gao instinctively sidestepped to the right, glancing left.
Simultaneously, she immediately donned an earth-brown Bamboo Leaf Cloak and a matching conical hat.
Was it the Cold Tree Branches?
No, this was the Bottomless Abyss, but also inside the Jade Gourd. The Cold Tree was the sole target of the Ancient Spiritual Artifact· Jade Gourd and should be immobilized.
Spirit Branches then?
Lan Gao raised a finger, lifting the brim of the conical hat.
Indeed, it was the branch of the Divine Tree!
Its wooden branch was not gray, and the leaves were the usual green.
The Spirit Branch deftly navigated, reaching Lan Gao, its tip gently tapping on her left chest.
"Mm..." Lan Gao closed her eyes, only to feel a dense stream of Spiritual Qi being injected into her kidney meridian of the foot Shaoyin.
The Emperor’s Minister witnessed this scene, his fear deepening!
Facing even one member of the Human Race, he lacked the courage, let alone with the Divine Tree aiding!
The Divine Tree was a peer-level existence with the Youhan Tree, which was not something a mere Cold Race could contend with.
The Emperor’s Minister slightly bent his legs, preparing to make a leap to escape, but...
Lan Gao: "Stop."
She closed her eyes, yet seemed capable of seeing everything.
The Emperor’s Minister’s heart thudded: !!!
Invisible pressure waves, accompanied by inaudible sound waves, surged overwhelmingly!
The Emperor’s Minister subconsciously stepped back, only to step into a mire.
His ankle sank, and he was instantly trapped!
Demon Skill· Mud Swamp!
"Thank you." Lan Gao’s hand landed on the Spirit Branch, "It’s an honor to receive such favor."
This Spiritual Qi was evidently meant to protect her by the Spirit Branch.
Although Lan Gao didn’t really need it, she would certainly not refuse the goodwill from the Divine Tree.
As for Spirit Cultivation...
Lan Gao had walked too far down the road of Demon Taming, unable to divide her focus or allocate her energy.
Obviously, the Divine Tree was very considerate; no matter how skilled Lan Gao might be, adding an insurance for this extraordinarily powerful Human Race being was indeed necessary.
In less flattering terms, if the Seven Saints of Great Xia· Lan Gao were controlled by a Cold Race individual, it would indeed spell trouble!
"Bang!"
The Emperor’s Minister exploded with an astonishing will to survive, fiercely pulling his leg from the mire, stamping down heavily.
With a relatively intense sound, the mud splattered.
The Mud Swamp’s nature changed instantly, surging like a wave.
Demon Skill· Mud Flow River!
Lan Gao slowly opened her eyes, her deep eyes sparkling with a brilliance yet to fade.
"Stop! Stop, Human Race!" The Emperor’s Minister shouted in panic, his face ashen.
He had hoped that a foot stomp would clear an area to free himself from the mire’s hold, or at least blast open a pit.
Unexpectedly, the Emperor’s Minister’s stomp forced himself into the Mud Flow River up to his waist!
Already, countless mud hands hidden in the Mud Flow River had grasped his ankles and thighs, pulling him down.
Demon Skill· Mud Hand Mountain!
The dignified Cold Race Emperor’s Minister, in front of Lan Gao, had no ability whatsoever to fight back...
"Mm! Mmm!" The Emperor’s Minister could no longer utter any words, only whimper, as endless mud poured into his mouth.
In fact, whether he opened his mouth or not was irrelevant.
Because the Cold Race’s body structure closely resembles the Human Race, with seven apertures complete, eyes, nose, mouth, and ears all in place.
Since blood can flow out from the seven apertures, then mud, of course, can be poured in from them.
"Hiss!!!"
The dragon’s roar shook heaven and earth, as Langao strode forward.
She ignored the Mud Flow River, stepping onto the waves of mud.
Langao did not sink, because with each step, a small mud hand hid in the mud flow, supporting her steps.
Likewise, Langao ignored the Emperor’s Minister ahead.
The Emperor’s Minister was engulfed in mud, dragged down by the mud hands; when Langao’s foot landed on his head, it was as if she stepped on flat ground.
The Emperor’s Minister was directly dragged into the underground, buried alive.
The ground instantly restored to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
This was the most horrifying thing!
The flat earth was like Langao’s calm face.
If not witnessed firsthand, who could imagine that where Langao tread, lies a corpse buried alive by the engulfing mud?
The Seven Saints of Great Xia, none earned their fame in vain!
And this Heaven and Earth, seemingly possessing too much divinity, even when slaying the Emperor’s Minister, her heart remained unmoved.
As though in her mind, the so-called Emperor’s Minister was no different from dust?
When the boot crushes the ant, it might be intentional, or perhaps unintentional.
But regardless, once stepped past, gone is gone.
"Hiss!!!"
Accompanied by the astonishing dragon’s roar, glaring light illuminated the tall and thin figure.
Langao stood amidst a sea of blood and mountain of corpses, holding onto Cold Wood, looking up, she happened to see a shattered jade dragon.
Imperfections mar the beautiful jade, covered with cracks!
The White Jade Dragon’s massive chunks of skin cracked, emitting glaring light from the fractures.
Such a suicidal charge, tragic yet magnificent, alas...
Heaven does not favor Han’s wishes!
The White Jade Dragon exhausted all means, yet facing the enemy, even approaching was a luxury.
Before the White Jade Dragon, a hundred-meter dragon boat stood.
The faint water curtain around it made the White Jade Dragon sink deep into despair.
For this dragon boat was merely the Demon Skill·Sea Turtle, while the true target the White Jade Dragon wanted to attack was wreaking havoc above, slaughtering the Cold Race’s troops.
It was evident that Celestial Cyan Porcelain had been quite patient for this "Jade Road".
If the White Jade Dragon self-exploded, where would the "road" be?
Despite the patience, Celestial Cyan Porcelain’s actions were like teasing a child.
This Sea Turtle isolated external matters and confined the White Jade Dragon within the water curtain.
The Sea Turtle was clearly a defense skill, meant to protect all beings, yet for the White Jade Dragon, it became a prison!
Regardless of the struggle, the White Jade Dragon couldn’t break out of the cage.
Celestial Cyan Porcelain was waiting for an opportunity, and she sensed it had arrived!
Just now, it seemed like the White Jade Dragon shifted its focus, no longer fixating on attacking its target, but instead turned to bite the Sea Turtle?
The White Jade Dragon seemed to revert back to the reckless Cold Beast, no longer under control.
"Hmm?" Langao slightly raised an eyebrow.
The sight was filled with noble, elegant celestial cyan color, finally stirring a ripple in her heart.
Langao’s gaze was not on the Demon Skill·Sea Turtle, but directly at its back, looking towards the Supreme Sea-devouring Dragon Turtle above.
What a magnificent Supreme Dragon Turtle!
Divine might overwhelmed, clouds broke revealing the sky!
Suddenly, holy and solemn eyes opened quietly before Langao.
"Rarely, you encounter a being of the same realm." Langao softly spoke.
As Langao’s words fell, her head uncontrollably lowered, looking to the left.
Far away, there was another Sea Turtle.
But Langao knew her Demon Pet wasn’t looking at the demon skill, but at a young boy of the Human Race.
He was burning with blazing black fire, standing atop a giant lynx’s head, endless Demon Souls surging towards the Ancient Tower in his palm.
Langao murmured to herself: "So it’s you."
Earlier, when charging downward, the Silver Lynx once reported, seeing a special clansman, nearing Emperor Level breakthrough.
Langao didn’t care much for special clansmen, but she valued her Demon Pet.
Since the Lynx had such intent, she decided to accompany the other on their journey.
The young man far away was indeed the one who once kneeled atop the lynx’s head?
Different from before, now the young man stood on the lynx’s head, which was a severed giant lynx skull.
Judging by the lynx’s size, this slain Black Fire Sheep Servant was undoubtedly a Demon Saint!
Standing on the holy skull?
Heh, quite heroic.
Recalling this young man’s previous attitude, extremely resolute, telling the fearful Silver Lynx: you are born a king, no need to bow to anyone...
Gradually, a faint smile appeared on Langao’s face.
Initially thinking this child possessed great character, she admired that "unyielding to power" spirit.
Yet unexpectedly, this young man not only had a strong heart but also substantial confidence!
This Supreme Sea-devouring Dragon Turtle, is likely his companion?
After all, besides herself, he was the only one among the Human Race standing at the Bottomless Pit.
Within Gourd Mountain there’s countless Human Race troops, along with thousands of Beast Race allies.
Yet in this Bottomless Abyss, ultimately, a young man stood at the same height as herself.
Such is the grandeur of Great Xia, rightfully so!
An era shall inevitably age, even Heaven and Earth, worldly sovereign.
Generations, only then can life continue endlessly!
Langao quietly observed the Black Fire youth, watching him absorb the immense Holy Soul.
His name... hmm, what’s it involving fish?
