Chapter 128: This Scholar is Quite Interesting
On the towering walls of the Great Wall.
A petite girl sat barefoot, wearing a short skirt that just barely reached her knees, leisurely perched on the shoulder of a giant who stood three zhang tall.
The girl's delicate, petite form created an extremely striking contrast with the giant's massive, imposing physique.
The girl held a string of bright red candied hawthorn in her mouth, her pair of clear almond-shaped eyes coldly surveying the area below the thousand-zhang city wall.
The demon army surged forward like a black tide.
Her pair of tender white feet dangled in the air, gently swaying back and forth, as relaxed as if she were stirring calm lake water.
Below her, the giant's entire body was muscled and knotted like hard rock, his dark skin gleaming with the luster of forged black iron.
In his hands he gripped tightly a massive mountain-splitting axe.
Compared to the near-indifferent calm in the girl's eyes, the giant's bronze bell-like eyes burned with fury that seemed ready to explode forth.
"City Lord." A white-haired, white-bearded elder hurried forward and bowed deeply toward the giant's shoulder, his attitude extremely respectful.
"This old lady knows, stop the nonsense."
The girl was named He Yeye. She bit down with a "crack," crushing the candied hawthorn in her mouth, then spat out the hawthorn seed with a "pah."
Although He Yeye appeared to be merely a little girl only 1.4 meters tall, in reality, her true age was already five thousand years. She was an Ascension realm cultivator and also the city lord of this Demon-Suppressing City.
"That old thing Yue Kan has finally lost his patience. This old lady has been locked in a staring contest with these beasts for so long."
He Yeye swallowed the last candied hawthorn and casually tossed the bare bamboo stick toward the battlefield direction.
"Relay this old lady's city lord command: leave none alive, kill them all!"
"Yes! City Lord!"
The elder responded in a deep voice and immediately turned to relay the order.
"Big Guy, we go first!" He Yeye raised her hand and patted the giant's rock-like head.
"Roooooar!!!"
The giant let out an earth-shaking roar. Gripping his giant axe, his massive feet stomped down hard, and the sturdy Great Wall bricks shattered in response.
Then, his enormous body leaped down from the towering thousand-zhang wall.
Just as the giant landed, the candied hawthorn stick that He Yeye had casually thrown had already reached the battlefield first.
That seemingly insignificant bamboo stick flew like a sword, precisely piercing through the heads of one demon cultivator after another, finally embedding deeply into the ground.
However, the other demon cultivators and demon beasts paid no attention to this, still madly trampling over their kinsmen's not-yet-cold corpses, charging forward like a tide.
"Boom!"
The giant crashed to the ground, smashing a huge crater into the earth.
His gray hair flowing wildly, he was like an enraged primordial beast charging toward the demon army.
On his shoulder, the girl merely casually flicked her waterfall-like black hair behind her shoulders. In her crimson eyes was complete contempt and disdain for the demon race.
The giant carried his master and boldly charged deep into enemy lines. Each savage swing of the massive mountain-splitting axe brought forth a spray of bloody wind and rain, with severed limbs, remains, and chunks of flesh flying in all directions.
Big Guy was like a moving towering mountain, using an unstoppable brutal momentum to forcefully carve out a path paved with blood and flesh through the torrent of millions of demon army soldiers.
"He Yeye, don't be so arrogant!"
From deep within the Demon Realm army came an aged but terrifyingly powerful roar.
He Yeye raised her head upon hearing this and looked in the direction of the sound.
She saw a beast that resembled a leopard, with fur blazing red like flames throughout its body, a sharp single horn on its head, and five long tails trailing behind it, approaching through the air.
Swirling around its body were scorching, churning crimson flame clouds, and wherever it passed, the air itself twisted.
The "Classic of Mountains and Seas, Western Mountains" records: "Another two hundred and eighty li west is Mount Zhangwo, with no grass or trees, but much jade and jade-green stone. What occurs there is very strange. There is a beast there, shaped like a red leopard, with five tails and one horn. Its sound is like striking stone, and its name is 'Zheng.'"
"Old thing, this old lady will use your beast hide as a foot cloth!"
He Yeye grinned, revealing a mouth of small white teeth. In her hand appeared a massive three-zhang-long, completely black scythe.
She stomped hard on the giant's shoulder with her small foot and shot toward the sky.
Her scythe cut through the air, carrying the momentum to tear through everything as it fiercely chopped down!
"Roar!"
Yue Kan let out a roar, its horn on top of its head forcibly blocking the falling black scythe.
"Boom!"
The direct clash between two Ascension realm cultivators without any fancy moves caused a violent spiritual energy storm to instantly explode with them at the center.
The terrifying shockwave swept in all directions. Some demon beasts that were too close and relatively weak didn't even have time to scream before being directly blown away by this force, exploding into blood mist in midair.
The invisible blade wind from the scythe penetrated through Zheng's massive phantom form and continued to strike the earth behind it with undiminished force, instantly tearing open a bottomless abyss.
Any demon beast that was even slightly touched by the edge of this sharp scythe wind was instantly annihilated in both form and spirit, not even leaving behind dregs.
At the same time, the massive gates of the Great Wall, thick beyond measure, opened wide.
The hundreds of thousands of human cultivator troops that had long been ready burst through the gates like a bursting flood, shouting as they charged out.
These were all well-trained regular troops from Demon-Suppressing City.
Most of the cultivators in the army came from various major sects throughout the Ten Thousand Laws Realm.
Recently, because the Demon Realm had been stirring restlessly with great war imminent, the human alliance had urgently dispatched large numbers of cultivators for reinforcement.
Under He Yeye's iron-fisted training, every cultivator had completely integrated into the army, following orders absolutely and cooperating seamlessly.
On the city wall, Xiao Mo gazed down at the hellish scene below of dense masses, flying blood and flesh, and magical techniques clashing madly. Without the slightest hesitation in his eyes, his figure moved and he unhesitatingly threw himself into the battlefield.
Each time Xiao Mo slayed a demon cultivator, the merit token hanging at his waist would automatically absorb a wisp of the opponent's pure blood essence, precisely recording his accumulated battle merits.
Two hours passed.
Xiao Mo had long forgotten time, even forgotten who he was.
What he saw were human cultivators around him falling one by one, becoming cold corpses.
What he did was simply swing the sword in his hand, killing the demons before him.
The deafening sounds of slaughter, screams, and magical explosions filled his eardrums, seemingly endless.
In this enormous meat grinder.
Life seemed as cheap as grass.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by an earth-shaking explosion from the clouds above.
A petite figure fell like a meteor, but ultimately landed steadily on the giant's broad, platform-like shoulder.
He Yeye raised her hand to wipe away a trace of fresh blood that had seeped from the corner of her mouth.
However, that old thing wasn't doing much better either.
"Clang!"
An ice arrow radiating bone-chilling cold silently shot out from somewhere in the chaotic battlefield, aimed directly at He Yeye.
Just as He Yeye was about to casually block it.
A black dragon suddenly roared out from the side, opened its dragon mouth, and precisely bit the deadly ice arrow to pieces.
Then, the black dragon circled once and quickly returned to a blue-robed scholar's side, continuing to guard him as he fought the surrounding demon beasts.
He Yeye looked with slight surprise in the direction the black dragon had returned to.
She saw a young scholar wearing blue robes, steadily advancing forward step by step.
The black dragon moved agilely around his body, forming a solid barrier.
The scholar held a long sword picked up from somewhere.
Each time sword light flashed, a demon cultivator or demon beast would explode into blood mist.
Similarly, Xiao Mo had also caught the attention of the demon generals on the other end of the battlefield.
Genius cultivators like him were always prime targets for special "attention" on battlefields.
After all, no one could predict to what terrifying heights a genius who had experienced the baptism of battle might grow in the future.
In an instant, several Nascent Soul realm demon cultivators pounced toward Xiao Mo from different directions.
Facing the coordinated attack of several strong enemies of the same realm, Xiao Mo's face showed no trace of panic.
He held his long sword with steady sword techniques, actually fighting these several demon cultivators back and forth, temporarily in a stalemate.
He Yeye was just about to help him break the deadlock.
At this moment, during the intense battle, Xiao Mo deliberately exposed what seemed like a fatal opening.
He completely ignored a long sword thrusting toward his heart from the side, as if willing to trade life for life, using all his strength just to chop off the head of the tiger demon directly in front of him.
Xiao Mo's hand rose and sword fell. The Nascent Soul realm tiger demon didn't even have time to scream before its massive head flew into the sky.
However, the sword thrusting toward his heart, carrying sharp sword qi, also arrived almost simultaneously.
He Yeye's heart tightened, thinking this scholar would be pierced through the heart in the next second.
As a result, Xiao Mo was only shaken by the sword qi enough to spit fresh blood.
The sword tip actually failed to truly pierce through his body!
"Roar!" The black dragon that had been waiting for an opportunity on the side seized this fleeting chance. Its dragon body coiled and instantly strangled that demon cultivator to death.
Looking at Xiao Mo, He Yeye swayed her small feet, the corners of her mouth curving upward.
"This scholar is quite interesting."