Chapter 16

At this moment, Sang Yuanyuan's blood was also boiling.

A real battlefield had a magical power. It was like a violent poison, causing blood to rush to one's head, causing one to tremble and become fanatical. One's whole body trembled, wanting to bite with their teeth, tear with their hands, and tear the enemy in front of them into pieces.

Amidst the ear-piercing howl, she did not hear what You Wuming said to her.

She only knew that he was asking her. "… Is it okay?"

His breath was boiling hot, causing her blood to boil.

"Okay!" She nodded. "Kill them all!

Take back the city gate! "

You Wuming was clearly stunned.

After a while, he laughed. "This is your condition?

Sure. "

He laughed deeply, causing Shang Ming to tremble together with him.

The vigorous wood essence exploded. Sang Yuanyuan only felt the clear air ripple, her eyes that were covered by blood suddenly became much brighter.

She saw that wherever his black blade slashed, it left behind a green afterimage.

The outer great wall had already been occupied by the Nether Demons for many days. The city gate was filled with crimson demon bodies. From afar, it looked like a jar filled with maggots. It was nauseating.

Nether Demon corpses were piled up at the foot of the wall.

Shang Ming's four hooves galloped, sweeping past this horrifying mountain of corpses, heading straight for the city gate.

Sang Yuanyuan was shocked to find that ever since the black blade had a green glow, every time You Wuming slashed, there would be a biting cold blade wind that would spread in all directions. Any Nether Demon that came into contact with the blade wind would immediately be neatly cut into two.

The green blade light could sweep out at least seventy to eighty feet away.

This was the strength of a Spirit Glory expert!

It was very mysterious!

To Sang Yuanyuan, being able to create a rootless fire in her palm like Gray Robe by You Yingyue's side was already a very immortal thing.

And the strength that You Wuming displayed, once again refreshed her understanding of the mysterious world.

He rushed into the city gate.

The city gate was the gap in the dam that was created when the flood came.

As soon as they came into contact, even Sang Yuanyuan felt a suffocating pressure.

There were simply too many of them, and the Great Wall was able to keep countless monsters at bay.

And this breach was enough to make all the demons go crazy.

They crowded under the city gate and frantically rushed inland.

Nearly half of the Nether Devils exploded under the pressure, causing their fellow Nether Devils to be covered in even more terrifying blood cloaks.

You Wuming furrowed his brows and pressed Sang Yuanyuan onto Shang Ming's back.

He held the reins with one hand, lowered his body, and protected her back with his forearm. His other hand was wielding the saber, creating beautiful and cold saber shadows.

Sang Yuanyuan crouched between the blood-stained soft fur of the short-lived King. He glanced at the flashes of the blade from the corner of his eyes. He saw countless mutilated bodies spread out like drops of red ink in water. The King of Massacre did not retreat an inch. He rolled up the city wall like a whirlwind.

Too awesome!

She also wanted to be that powerful!

"My Lord!"

A hoarse and excited roar came from the front.

You Wuming's Dark Shadow Guards were still on the city wall.

They blocked off a section of the city wall, leaving a small passage, and killed the Nether Devils that came to their door one by one. This place was like a temporary safe island in the middle of a raging sea.

You Wuming sheathed his saber and sat up straight with Sang Yuanyuan. Shang Ming's four hooves leaped, and he jumped over a group of Nether Devils that were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, and landed in a black iron trench.

Sang Yuanyuan's body trembled uncontrollably, but there was no fear in her eyes. She looked around in amazement, and then turned her gaze to the Dark Shadow Guards, who were rumored to be the most unpredictable.

It was said that those who dared to talk about You Wuming were executed by the Dark Shadow Guards one by one.

They did not look like terrifying fellows.

This group of people gave her an astonishingly lively feeling. Every one of them was active and did not stop for even a moment.

Because You Wuming killed along the way, the entrance of the tunnel was quiet, and no Nether Devils rushed up.

After the Dark Shadow Guards saluted, they jumped around on the wall and the temporary trench, like a group of restless monkeys.

Sang Yuanyuan had fought along with You Wuming, and was somewhat immune to the stimulation of blood. She grabbed You Wuming's arm and jumped down from Shang Ming's back, and walked to the wall to take a look.

West of the outer wall was the Nether Abyss.

Last night, she had unexpectedly advanced to the Second Sky of the Spirit Hidden Realm. Sang Yuanyuan could clearly feel the improvement in her body. Her vision was more than twice as good as yesterday. Looking down from the city wall, she could clearly see the shape of every Nether Devil.

The crimson waves extended as far as the eye could see, and over 1,000 feet in front of them was a bottomless abyss. The abyss was covered in dense thunderclouds, and bolts of lightning were striking down from the clouds into the abyss, but they were unable to stop the Infernal Devils from pouring out of the abyss.

Cloud Realm's eighteen prefectures were like lone islands in the ocean.

The entire continent was surrounded by such abyss. The Nether Devils came from the bottom of the abyss, and could go crazy and attack any line of defense at any time.

There was no pattern.

Sang Yuanyuan retracted her gaze, and walked to the other side of the city wall.

Here, it was far away from the inner wall.

That night, the number of Nether Demons that came up from the bottom of the abyss suddenly increased tenfold. A small portion of them squeezed into the buffer zone through the broken city gate, but more Nether Demons piled on top of each other like a human pyramid. They surged forward and climbed over the Great Wall.

Other than the small area occupied by the Dark Shadow Guards, the rest of the area had already fallen.

At this moment, even the inner wall was filled with mountains of corpses, and there was no time to clean them up.

Burning kerosene continuously poured down from the city wall, and large groups of Nether Devils were ignited, rolling down the city wall like burning ant balls.

"My lord, the 'Tide Surge' is about to end!

The 'Tail Howl' is about to arrive! "A person with a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks came forward to report.

The 'Tide Surge' was this wave of Nether Devils that was more than ten times stronger than usual.

As for the 'Tail Howl', it referred to the most ferocious counterattack before the end.

These people had all rolled out of the Blood Sea, and were old enemies of the Nether Devils, so they understood their habits very well.

"Mm." You Wuming had an indifferent expression. "Close the city gate and retreat."

"Yes!"

Everyone busied themselves, and in no time, they dismantled the black iron defensive layer in front of them, carried it on their shoulders, and stomped down the stairs.

Sang Yuanyuan's gaze focused slightly, and she called out to You Wuming.

He walked to her side, and looked down.

Another group of cavalrymen galloped toward the Outer Great Wall. The leader of the cavalrymen stood out like a red-backed black eagle.

You Wuming felt a toothache just looking at him.

Sang Yuanyuan glanced at his expression, and felt that this person was sometimes like a child — — when he did things, he did not have any taboos, but when he did something bad, he still felt guilty.

For example, after severing the descent rope, he had been hiding from Han Shaoling.

Sang Yuanyuan could not help but smile.

"Are you happy to see him?" A gloomy voice sounded by her ear.

She tilted her head to look at him, and saw that his perfect face was stained with blood, and his bottomless eyes were staring straight at her.

"Mm." She nodded. "I hope that he dies, so that I won't be bound by that one heart contract."

You Wuming looked a little stunned. "… Sure enough, women are the most vicious."

"What can I do? Who asked me to like you?" Sang Yuanyuan acted out the effect of Pan Jinlian.

You Wuming shuddered and fled in a fluster.

He deliberately tried to walk as casually as usual, but his back could not help but tense up.

He spoke to his subordinates in a louder voice than usual. "Hurry up, don't let Han steal the credit!"

After a few steps, he remembered that he had forgotten about Sang Yuanyuan and Shang Ming.

He turned back, and his gaze was a little unfocused. He casually pulled Sang Yuanyuan onto Shang Ming's back, and commanded it to go downstairs with a stiff body.

When they reached the city gate, Sang Yuanyuan once again saw something new.

The black iron defense ring that had been dismantled was put back together by them, layer by layer, as if they were assembling building blocks.

Soon, almost half of the city gate was blocked.

They climbed up this thing that looked like a wall and a net, and as they stabbed the attacking nether demons to death, they continued to put up the black iron frames from below.

Soon, a net-like iron gate sealed the entrance.

A few small iron plates with wheels were stuffed under the iron gate. Everyone's palms flashed with spiritual energy, and they grabbed the movable gate and pushed it outwards.

No matter if it was a living Nether Devil or a dead Nether Devil, they were all pushed back by this force.

"Heh … Heh … Heh …"

With a weird smile, the Ghost Shadow Guardian pushed with his shoulder and pushed with his hand. Soon, he pushed the iron gate out of the collapsed hole against the torrent of water!

The moment the black iron fell outwards, the Ghost Shadow Guards hurriedly retreated, pushed the outermost two iron gates, and closed them.

The blood-red light in front of them kept shrinking. Along with the rumbling of the black iron, the light in front of them quickly shrank to a thin line. "Clang!" It was the sound of iron pins falling.

"Boom!"

The nether demons outside crashed into the black iron gate, and the whole city shook.

The Ghost Shadow Guards retreated, and gradually closed all the gates.

The nether demons were isolated outside.

Behind them, the sound of hooves arrived.

You Wuming lazily pulled the reins and turned around, tilting his head and looking bored.

If not for the blood stains on his body, anyone would think that he was just a playboy who came here to enjoy the scenery.

Han Shaoling rode in front.

Seeing that the city gates were closed, he heaved a sigh of relief. The fire that he had been holding back for a long time was also extinguished.

"Is' Tail Howl 'coming soon?" Han Shaoling did not care about the past and asked in a friendly manner.

You Wuming was about to speak when he suddenly saw a soft person slowly wake up in front of Han Shaoling. Before she could stand up, she vomited.

Meng Wuyou.

"Eh …" You Wuming was not stingy with his disdain.

He pulled the reins and retreated far away. Then, he raised a hand and pointed at Sang Yuanyuan.

"Did you see that, my woman?"

His tone was full of boasting.

Han Shaoling's gaze immediately fell on Sang Yuanyuan.

She sat upright, and there was not the slightest bit of fear in her clear black and white eyes. She did not show the slightest bit of fear when she met Han Shaoling's gaze, and only nodded lightly.

She had changed her appearance, and now she looked ordinary.

The blood-red rays of light from outside fell upon her serene face, accompanied by wails that filled the sky. In a trance, Han Shaoling actually felt as if he had seen a pure and holy snow lotus blooming in a bloody purgatory.

It was as if a ray of light had accidentally descended on this terrifying world.

Han Shaoling was shocked, and the word "shock" was clearly written in his eyes.