Legend of the Great Sage

ties and spread them as evenly as possible, or they would compete and turn against one another.

The nine-coloured deer warned her.
“Piece of wood, you’ve lost your cool!”

Ruan Yaozhu murmured, “There was originally no need for him to come.
He completed his promise to me.”

The nine-coloured deer said, “You’re thinking too much.
That kid clearly wanted to come himself and show off his powers.”

“Jiu’er, my heart hurts.” Ruan Yaozhu pressed down on her chest as if a thistle bush was growing inside.
In the beginning, she had failed to sense it, but the pain became more and more intense.

The nine-coloured deer said nothing.
She sighed inside, A tribulation of attachments, oh a tribulation of attachments!

This was not just due to Li Qingshan, but Chao Tianjiao, Lu Boming, and so on as well.
The incidents that occurred over the past few days affected her drastically.
In the past, she basically had not been involved in any conflict at all, even less than Ke Xin, let alone a war as horrific as this.
She even had to defy her own will and kill madly.

As a result, the nine-coloured deer made up her mind.
She had to take her away from here, even if it was through deserting the battlefield.

At this moment, a large, lone eye gazed over.
The brutal spirit that filled the gaze made them stiffen.

Dai Mengfan cried out, “Be careful, Yaozhu!”

Firelight illuminated the sky.
“Taowu” had already defeated the Scorching Fire Army God, which filled the air with flames.
Li Liehuo’s fate was unknown.

Tu Wancheng felt something amiss.
The decline of his power suddenly accelerated.
The Xuanwu army did not collapse as he had expected.
Instead, they fought even more vigorously after the Asura Field descended, tearing through the demonfolk army layer by layer.

It was as if they had not realised their commander was dead.
Perhaps they had realised that already, but they were still carrying out his final order—advance!

The direct disciples did not scatter and flee either.
Instead, they worked together to kill the regular demonfolk.
He had wanted them to stay in the beginning anyway.
They could continue their massacre, and it would only cost them an extra few hundred thousand demonfolk at most.
They were all ants anyway.

However, never had he heard that the Myriad sect possessed someone as skilled at combat as the woman on the white deer.
Her efficiency at killing the demonfolk basically left even him slightly pained.

“Then you can die!”

The two army gods had fallen.
What came next was butchering all these direct disciples.

Ruan Yaozhu charged at the front.
Immediately, a giant hand extended over from the other side of the battlefield, looming over her like a dark cloud.

Even though he had been weakened slightly, “Taowu” was still an existence that surpassed all other creatures on the battlefield.
Without the impediment of the army gods, no one could threaten him anymore.

Not to mention the fact that she had ventured too deeply into the enemy territory alone, even if she was hiding among the direct disciples, no one would be able to help her.

The nine-coloured deer cried out miserably, “We’re really done for this time!” A nine-coloured glow erupted as she went as far as to use her vitality to power her daemon qi.
Her movement technique that could originally transport them five hundred kilometres away in an instant now seemed extremely sluggish.

Under the hand, time seemed to freeze.
The sensations of extreme speed and extreme sluggishness wove together, enough to drive people mad.

Ruan Yaozhu said softly, “Sorry, Jiu’er.”

“It’s fine… Yaozhu!?”

Ruan Yaozhu pushed off the nine-coloured deer’s back, receiving the cloud-like hand.

No matter how powerful “Taowu” was, killing a Human Sovereign would still take some effort.
He could only lock onto one person at a time.

With the two of them separated, Ruan Yaozhu became the only target.
The nine-coloured deer broke free from the mental pressure, immediately turning into a nine-coloured light that shot towards the Human realm.

Boom!

The huge hand fell, and the earth quaked, but it missed.

In that critical moment, Ruan Yaozhu had been gripped by an invisible force, escaping the range of the hand and slipping through the crack of its fingers.

All of the Human Sovereigns and Demon Sovereigns watched as her frail figure flew towards Black Cloud city, directly into the hole that Li Qingshan had produced.

“Hmm?”

Tu Wancheng furrowed his brows.
This was the first time he had failed to kill a Human Sovereign since the battle began.
For some reason, he felt slightly uneasy.
However, he did not take it too seriously, glancing at the various plants that grew vigorously on the ground.

With a stomp, countless trees erupted from the ground and shot towards the sky.

These trees had no branches or leaves.
They were tough like metal, and their roots were particularly well-developed.
Within a range of fifty kilometres, not a single plant could grow anymore, completely losing contact with the earth.
They were cleared aside by the Demon Emperors and Demon Kings very quickly.

The countless plants fought back instinctively, wrapping around the trees madly, but the trees refused to budge.
Having lost the earth and their fertiliser, they gradually wilted.

But in that short moment, they had already slain several hundreds of thousand demonfolk, none of which rebirthed in the Asura Field.

Dai Mengfan was filled with pity.
If someone could keep “Taowu” busy for a little longer, perhaps they really could turn the situation around.

She, who did not even seem to be capable of duelling, was actually so suited for the battlefield.
If they had known earlier that she was capable of something like that, the entire strategy would have been different.
However, probably even she herself was not aware of something like this.
The master of the Hundred Herbs garden never entered the battlefield.
This time, it was only because the city was about to fall that they had rallied all the direct disciples.

However, there were no “ifs”.
It was all too late now.
They had lost their two strongest forces, the Xuanwu Army God and the Scorching Fire Army God.

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“Taowu” only needed three seconds to kill a Human Sovereign.
In less than half a minute, the direct disciples would collapse, and dealing with the remnants of the Xuanwu army and Scorching Fire army would be even easier than clearing away these plants.

The outcome was set in stone now!