novelapdf Chapter 345 Surprise Attack
Chapter 345 Surprise Attack
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Lingyue Mountain.
As a barrier against the demons of the Wanling Mountains, it has always been valued by the six sects of Zhao.
During the last century-old beast tide, the Burning Feather Demon Emperor used a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain, which destroyed the great formation here, and the beast tide once surged into Yanxing County.
Later, after Bai Yan Zhenjun led his men to subdue the area, he once again erected a great array at the Golden Core level.
In this collaboration between the Chu Kingdom and the demon race, three demon kings and a Golden Core demon cultivator were responsible for attacking this place.
Since only two Zhao state Golden Core cultivators were stationed there, the barrier was breached in less than half a day.
With the great formation destroyed, one of the two Golden Core cultivators died and the other escaped, allowing the beast tide to once again enter Yanxing County.
The battle at Thousand Blade Valley is currently fierce, with most of the demon kings and golden core demon cultivators gathered there. However, this does not mean that the Chu Kingdom and the demon race do not attach importance to these passes.
The Qinglin Mountain Grand Formation was intact, and since the demon race was unfamiliar with formations, it was handed over to the Golden Core cultivators from the Chu Kingdom to guard it.
As for the several passes, such as Lingyue Mountain, each is guarded by a demon king.
The purpose was to prevent the Golden Core cultivators stationed in Tianliu City from taking advantage of the chaos to retake the pass, seal off Yanxing County, and trap them inside.
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The crescent moon hangs like a hook; of the former main hall of Lingyue Mountain, half of its dome has collapsed. The broken beams and crumbling jade pillars cast menacing shadows under the moonlight.
At the highest point of the main hall, a mountain-like figure sat on a huge chair.
The demon was half-clothed in a wide robe with dark purple and gold patterns, his right elbow resting on the armrest, his palm lazily supporting his cheek, seemingly half enjoying and half weary of the commotion below.
His left arm was tightly around a graceful fox-girl.
The girl nestled in his arms, her light, smoky-colored gauze dress slipping off her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and delicate collarbones.
This woman possessed an innate allure. With her slender, white fingers, she picked up a vermilion fruit shrouded in spiritual energy from a fox demon servant kneeling below the steps, holding a tray aloft with both hands, and carefully offered it to the demon king's lips.
In the center of the main hall, a dozen or so fox-girls were dancing gracefully.
As for the two sides of the main hall, they were lined up with demon generals from various mountain strongholds under the Demon King's command.
These demon generals, who usually commanded respect in their regions, temporarily shed their murderous aura, each sitting behind a table, holding a large wine cup and drinking strong liquor.
The noisy sounds of urging others to drink, chewing, and rude laughter and cursing mingled together.
Their eyes, however, were always involuntarily and greedily fixed on the graceful figures spinning and dancing in the arena, as if they wanted to set those thin gauze dresses on fire.
"Your Majesty, the other kings are all at the front lines making contributions for the demon emperors. Why don't you go? With your abilities, killing a human Golden Core cultivator is no problem at all."
The fox-girl pulled off half of the demon king's clothes, traced circles on her chest with her jade-like fingers, and said sweetly, "This servant has never tasted the flavor of a human's golden elixir before."
"Snapped!"
A resounding slap landed on the fox woman's face, stinging with pain.
The noise inside the hall stopped abruptly, and everyone, whether below or among the demon generals, rose to their knees, trembling.
The fox-woman, slapped in the face, didn't even have time to cover her cheek. She hurriedly climbed off the demon king's lap, kowtowing and weeping repeatedly, "This servant misspoke, please forgive me, Your Majesty..."
"You idiot, don't think you can become a phoenix just by getting into my bed!"
The Demon King kicked the fox woman in the stomach, sending her tumbling down the steps in pain. He didn't even glance at her, slowly rising and sweeping his gaze over the demon generals below, saying indifferently:
"I know that some of you share the same thoughts as this lowly servant, but I tell you, staying here is the right choice."
"You still dream of making a name for yourselves? Even if you lose a hundred or a thousand heads, it wouldn't be enough to stop them from chopping you off, including me!"
When this demon got excited, he wished he could grab a demon general and chew him up.
According to the original internal arrangements of the demon race, it should have gone to Thousand Blade Valley with the army, but it spent a huge price to bribe the White Silk Demon King in exchange for the position of guarding Spirit Moon Mountain.
There's no other reason than I'm terrified of dying.
Its true form is a purple-gold demon sable. Although it has a remarkable bloodline, it is extremely afraid of death. Before becoming a demon king, it basically kept a low profile. After achieving its goal, it surpassed its former self.
Despite the fact that the demon race and the Chu Kingdom had the upper hand by joining forces, it was not confident at all. Many demon kings had died in the early battles, not to mention itself, which was ranked at the bottom among the demon kings.
"This is no small matter. I'm weak and have no powerful magic weapons; going there would mean certain death."
With this in mind, it paid a price to guard the rear.
Firstly, it's incredibly safe; secondly, if a Golden Core cultivator were to attack, they could easily escape into the Ten Thousand Spirits Mountain Range.
What does the war between humans and transvestites have to do with him? He just wants to survive.
The Sable Demon King looked down at the trembling demons below, his expression one of utter disappointment. He cursed inwardly, "I went to such great lengths to keep you safe in the rear, and you couldn't even notice this? What a bunch of useless idiots!"
In his anger and frustration, he raised his glass to drink, only to find it empty. He cursed again:
"Can't you see the wine is empty? Hurry up and refill it!"
"Yes...yes!"
Upon hearing this, a minor demon hiding in a corner immediately stepped forward, pouring wine as he asked, "Your Majesty, although we are currently safe, what if the human Golden Core cultivators attack?"
"What else can we do but run away?" The Sable Demon King said, swirling his wine cup and squinting.
"Huh? Are we just going to run away without even fighting? The White Serpent Demon King ordered you, Your Majesty, to defend this place to the death. If we lose this place, we will definitely be punished."
"We'll definitely have to fight, at least make it look like we're going to fight. If I really can't take it, I can't just throw my life away for a broken mountain."
The Sable Demon King had already planned that if anyone came to attack, he would first engage in a magical duel to put on a show for the demons below, and then pretend to be injured before fleeing.
That way, we won't give others a reason to criticize us.
"Sigh, in the end, Brother Biling was still the better choice; he went back to recuperate early."
It chuckled and cursed the other party in its heart, then sat down again. But the little demon below still had questions to ask, so it continued, "Then, Your Majesty, will the human Golden Core cultivators come?"
"They're barely able to take care of themselves, what are they going to do? If they do come, I'll hold them off while you guys get out of here."
The news of the thirteen Golden Core cultivators betraying the Zhao Kingdom has already spread far and wide. The Six Sects are under immense pressure, and the situation at Thousand Blade Valley is still unresolved. How can they afford to worry about these other matters?
With this thought in mind, the Sable Demon King sat down again, just about to have the fox girls below continue singing and dancing, when suddenly a huge sound came from outside the mountain.
"Boom!"
"The humans are attacking!"
"Your Majesty, what should we do!"
The demons in the hall were instantly thrown into chaos. The demon king turned his gaze outside the hall and saw more than a dozen warships sailing towards them on the distant horizon.
In front of him was an old man dressed in black.
He recognized this person; he was one of the Golden Core cultivators who remained in Tianliu City.
Because the Zhao state adopted a harassment tactic, it had clashed with this person several times.
However, this large-scale attack suggests that they intend to take Lingyue Mountain in one fell swoop.
"Damn it, they actually came. Looks like they're serious this time. I was already no match for this guy, and he's probably brought some kind of treasure with him."
"Bitterness!"
The Sable Demon King's mind went blank for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
However, it did not flee immediately. Instead, it blasted all the demon generals out of the hall and roared, "You all quickly prepare to fight! I will deal with that golden core!"
As the demons responded, it transformed into a streak of purple-gold light, not heading towards the golden elixir in the sky, but instead trying to take this opportunity to escape into the Ten Thousand Spirits Mountain Range!
Deal with it?
Deal with it my ass!
"Taking advantage of this chaos, Grandpa's going first!"
The Sable Demon King never cared about the lives of his subordinates; his own life was the most precious. As for why he shouted, it was simply to bewitch the Golden Core.
Just as it was feeling smug, a chill crept up its back.
Turning my head, I realized that the little demon who had poured me the wine earlier hadn't been swept away!
No, it's not...
Its pupils suddenly contracted, and the little demon's figure and face began to gradually distort, transforming in an instant into a man in green robes.
The man smiled and raised his head, but his tone was extremely cold:
"Sir, where would you like to go?"
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