parentshiftbook Chapter 130: The Battle Collapses
Chapter 130: The Battle Collapses
Yan Wang's expression changed drastically.
He noticed that his flesh and blood were starting to move uncontrollably, frantically rushing towards his internal organs!
Especially deep within my skull, a tearing, excruciating pain shot through me!
"ah--!"
Recalling the rumors about Zhang Ping, it hurriedly retreated.
But Zhang Ping arrived at an incredibly fast speed! While manipulating the flesh and blood to destroy it, a large amount of blood was being forcibly drawn from the Flame King's body through the wound!
"Zhang Ping, how dare you!" The Black Tiger King's roar was deafening, its sound waves rolling.
Thick gray mist immediately billowed out behind him, attempting to weaken the effect of that strange power.
However, the next moment, several dazzling golden flames shot out, precisely interfering with the Black Tiger King.
Seeing that the flames around Yan Wang had dimmed considerably after being whipped, Sha Kui quickly took out a pitch-black stone from his pocket.
"Mirror Stone, lock him inside!"
Zhang Ping frowned, sensing something was wrong, and quickly retreated.
But the stone was too strange. Before he could retreat far, an irresistible suction force forcibly pulled him into the stone.
When Zhang Ping opened his eyes again, he found himself in a chaotic gray space, with blue bricks paving the ground on all sides.
"Troublesome." He rubbed his temples, feeling quite troubled.
Although the mirror stone could not harm him, it could trap him inside. Such a move at a crucial moment was truly unpredictable.
Fortunately, the demons didn't have many of these things.
...
Outside, the rampaging flesh and blood within the Flame King's body finally subsided. It breathed a sigh of relief and stared with lingering fear at the black stone floating in mid-air.
"What kind of bizarre power is this? The rumors are true, it's terrifying!"
The Black Tiger King's eyes were also filled with apprehension. Of the three, only Sha Kui, due to its special physique, was immune to the influence of that controlling force.
Any living being with blood who faces Zhang Ping will find it difficult to win unless they have overwhelming strength and have no means of resistance.
"Shi Fang can't hold him for long. Tomorrow is the first day of the lunar month, let's speed up the plan. As for Zhang Ping..."
"When the Demon Lord arrives, he will be dealt with!"
As soon as the Black Tiger King finished speaking, both Sha Kui and Yan Wang nodded in agreement. Then, their fierce eyes flashed, and they pounced on the marrow-entry realm warrior of the Holy Mountain like lightning!
"Roar—! Submit to me!"
The overwhelming demonic power pressed down like a collapsing mountain, and the warriors of the Holy Mountain were terrified. Where did they find the courage to resist?
The more powerful a martial artist is, the more they tend to value their life.
Realizing that the Black Tiger King and his two companions were only targeting experts at the Marrow Infusion Realm, a fierce glint flashed in He Changhong's eyes. He immediately led his men to change targets and began a frenzied massacre of the low-level martial artists in the Royal City Allied Forces.
They fought until the royal coalition forces completely collapsed and fled in disarray like a receding tide.
"Damn it! No retreat! Retreat means certain death!" Miao Zhan roared furiously.
In the chaos of the battlefield, the fleeing soldiers were only concerned with escaping back to the capital, and who would listen to orders?
Previously, with a powerful expert from the Holy Mountain at the Marrow Transformation Realm overseeing things, the summoned warriors dared not disobey orders. Now that the pressure has vanished, why would these people obediently follow orders?
"A bunch of useless trash!" Miao Zhan roared, swinging his heavy warhammer to strike those who disobeyed his orders.
However, before he could smash it down, a bloody gust of wind suddenly swept over the back of his head!
A chilling wind blade whistled towards them! Miao Zhan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly turned around to block it.
Click! Click! Click!
One wind blade after another swiftly tore through his blood and qi defenses.
A gigantic claw covered in amethyst scales rapidly enlarged in Miao Zhan's pupils, and he felt a pulverizing pain throughout his body.
The next moment, he was sent flying by a powerful slap from the Black Tiger King's claw!
Boom!
His body crashed into the royal city like a meteor, embedding itself deeply in a pile of broken walls and ruins, with bricks and stones flying everywhere.
"Hehe, just the right amount of force." The Black Tiger King grinned, revealing its gleaming, sword-like teeth.
Its amethyst wings vibrated rapidly, and its massive body moved like a ghost above the royal city, each strike precisely inflicting heavy damage on its target.
The same applies to Sha Kui and Yan Wang; they restrained themselves from killing him.
The battle situation completely collapsed, the royal city's allied forces suffered a crushing defeat, and lost all will to fight.
When Zhang Ping finally broke through the mirror stone and escaped, the scene before him shocked him greatly.
Corpses littered the ground, a scene of utter devastation. The royal warriors perished in despair under the overwhelming siege of the rebel army.
Blood meandered and flowed, soaking every inch of the land.
The stench permeated the air, making one want to vomit.
"Help me—!"
A martial artist from the Holy Mountain who had met Zhang Ping once before was pierced through the chest by a spear, letting out a shrill and piercing wail before dying.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
Witnessing the horrific, hellish scene around them, some of the martial artists who were entangled and unable to break free were terrified and abandoned their weapons, begging for mercy.
He Changhong burst into wild laughter: "All those who surrender will live!"
As expected, many more martial artists gave up their resistance as soon as these words were spoken.
The three-headed demon king had already surrounded the stone square as it was on the verge of collapse.
"Zhang Ping, did you see that?" The Black Tiger King opened its blood-red maw, its saber-toothed teeth opening and closing menacingly with each triumphant word.
"Humans are inherently inferior beings who kill each other! Come! Join us and become one of us!"
Ignoring the Black Tiger King's seduction, Zhang Ping's gaze swept over the hellish battlefield below, a bitter sense of disappointment rising in his heart.
The situation was initially very favorable, but unexpectedly, after being briefly trapped, the situation completely collapsed in an instant.
It's ultimately too difficult for one person to handle everything...
Thinking you can turn the tide single-handedly is clearly an oversimplification.
He looked away, and suddenly noticed...
The blood flowing on the ground was strangely churning and rolling, turning into wisps of blood-red smoke, which were swallowed up by the pale black light curtain that shrouded the royal city in the sky.
He raised an eyebrow: "Could this be... the reason why the demons drove humans from all over the land to gather in the royal city?"
"Blood sacrifice? Or something else?"
Upon closer observation, he discovered that only one corpse of a martial artist at the Marrow Infusion Realm, pierced by blazing red lightning, was an exception; the blood flowing from it did not undergo any abnormal changes.
The rest, whether they were warriors from the royal city or members of the rebel army, had their life force absorbed by the light screen after they died.
I had some vague guesses in my mind.
Zhang Ping looked up, his gaze sweeping over the three demons in front of him.
Upon meeting his gaze, a flicker of fear crossed the Flame King's eyes, and the flames on his body flickered involuntarily.
"well--"
Zhang Ping let out a long sigh, but did not choose to make a move. Instead, he transformed into a dazzling streak of light and returned directly to the chaotic royal city.
The three-headed demon did not stop them.
"Let him go. We can capture him when the Demon Lord appears tomorrow."
Sha Kui remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement. Yan Wang didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
Despite appearing to be dominating Zhang Ping earlier, they actually gained no advantage whatsoever.
Both Zhang Ping's bizarre swordsmanship and his mysterious power to manipulate blood gave them a major headache.
Continuing to fight would only be futile.
......
Beyond the luminous barrier of the royal city, on all sides of the desolate wilderness, endless demons were surging forth.
They were densely packed, covering the sky and the earth, completely submerging even the desolate land.
The three demon kings each occupied a territory, surrounding the royal city at its core. They mobilized the immense demonic power they had gathered, continuously pouring it into the enormous light barrier.
"Mysterious Heaven Blood Sacrifice Array, activate!"
......
"We lost..."
At the summit of the sacred mountain, Miao Caixin stared blankly at the rebel army that surged into the royal city like a tidal wave, her eyes unfocused.
His hands, hanging by his sides, gripped the sword hilt tightly, his knuckles white from the excessive force, and he trembled incessantly.
A biting wind swept across her icy cheeks, leaving two chilling wet streaks.
A streak of light fell on the mountaintop, revealing Zhang Ping's figure.
Seeing Miao Caixin's distraught appearance, he opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.
Miao Caixin quietly wiped away her tears and calmly said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang has done his best, but the Southern Frontier itself is too weak to stop the invasion of demons."
If Zhang Ping hadn't arrived in time, the Southern Frontier would likely have suffered a faster and more devastating defeat. Now, with the situation dragging on, many people from the Southern and Eastern borders have already successfully escaped.
Within the royal city, quite a few people also managed to break through the demons' blockade.
This is the best outcome we can achieve right now.
The king was powerless to protect his people; the fault lay not with the people, but with the king.
After a moment of silence, Zhang Ping spoke in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist, there is no need to blame yourself so much. Once the essence Gu is successfully refined tomorrow, I will go all out and am confident that I can break through the light barrier set up by the demons."
"At that time, I will take you away."
He wanted to leave, and the Black Tiger King and the other two couldn't stop him.
Even if the Demon Lord himself were to appear, now that Ghost Blade is at its peak, he is confident that he can hold his own against him if he uses his limit-breaking abilities.
Once the light barrier is broken, the city's millions of inhabitants, including almost all the remaining elite warriors of the Southern Frontier, will be able to gather.
It is not impossible to fight one's way out of the encirclement of the demon army.