Chapter 3057

Here? The demons were all stunned.

The one holding the core, instead of finding a place to hide it properly, came rushing to look for them?

As the words fell, a flash of light appeared ahead, and the Wu Yuan Golden Mirror slowly unfolded in midair, with a squad charging out.

The demons no longer cared what this squad's composition was or how high its combat power was; their eyes were completely fixed on the figure leading the way.

Crimson battle armor, crimson helmet, demonic mask, holding a long spear.

Just by standing there silently, her aura could rival ten thousand troops.

Such a distinctive outfit, paired with only one name that made the demons tremble at the mere mention—

Red General! Endu Heng's heart felt as if it had been violently wrenched, and he cried out in disbelief: "How is this possible? You were clearly at the Between Between Between Beijia front."

According to Between Between Between Beijia's intelligence, someone had seen the Red General galloping across the battlefield this morning. It's only been half a day—how could she possibly traverse ten thousand li and return directly from the Between Between Between Beijia front to the Cang Yan Palace?

Earth Mother was clearly at Between Between Between Beijia as well; it's impossible for her to have brought her back.

Endu Heng's forehead was drenched in cold sweat. If he had known the Red General was guarding the Cang Yan Palace, this plan would have been absolutely unfeasible.

Judging by this, the Nine Abyss Great Emperor must have shared control of the palace's core with the Red General. Do they truly trust each other so implicitly, with no suspicions?

What about the promised imperial heart technique?

"Celestial Venerable..."

"Trash." Ying Ce Tian didn't want to hear his nonsense anymore and backhanded him with a slap.

With a soft "pa" sound, Endu Heng hadn't even had time to react before he was slapped into a mist of blood filling the sky.

He never imagined, even in death, that after venturing deep into the dragon's den and tiger's lair, he wouldn't die at the enemy's hands—but instead be turned into minced meat by the very deity he had devotedly served.

Ying Ce Tian exhaled disgustedly. The Holy Venerable truly misjudged. This fool keeps making mistakes, utterly useless.

Chi then looked toward the Red General and asked the Past-Future Deity: "Is the palace's core on her person?"

The Past-Future Deity nodded firmly: "Yes."

Chi saw clearly that the source of all magic power fluctuations in the Chi Xiao Golden Hall was now concentrated in the Red General's body. If divine power fluctuations in the sect's eyes were myriad rays of rosy light, then in Chi's eyes, the Red General was like a blazing sun—there was absolutely no chance of mistaking her.

Since this core cannot be placed into a storage space during its activation phase, she simply hid it directly in her bosom.

Ying Ce Tian narrowed his eyes: "Good. She delivered herself to our door—we just need to kill her."

The Red General across from him also gave a faint smile: "Who are you? I don't kill nameless foes under my spear."

These demons who descended to the mortal realm mostly changed their skins, and with intentional concealment of their aura, she couldn't tell their true identities from appearance alone. But earlier someone had shouted "Celestial Venerable" at him, so this fellow is also a great demon.

The Holy Venerable of Ling Xu was still cautious, or perhaps having suffered greatly in the hands of the Nine Abyss, he only sent a few hundred demons to seize the Chi Xiao Golden Hall's core, still feeling insecure, so he added a great demon as a rearguard. The number of great demons in the mortal realm is truly small—there aren't enough even on the Between Between Between Beijia battlefield, yet he still had to spare one to come here. Ying Ce Tian let out a faint smirk, bent his waist slightly, and pushed off with his heels: "It doesn't matter—after you die, you'll know nothing."

As he spoke the second character, his entire body erupted in flames, and he slammed into the Red General with a thunderous impact.

Indeed, it was a "boom"—because the ground beneath Ying Ce Tian's feet exploded into a deep pit, belching out black smoke in swirling masses.

The Red General had faced countless enemies in past battles, many of them power-type or collision-type fighters, but none like Ying Ce Tian, who used himself as a cannonball and hurled himself directly.

Moreover, the force of his impact seemed generated by a powerful explosion producing high-speed thrust—swift and fierce!

Not to mention immortals, even true immortals and great demons lack such a propulsion method. He Lingchuan, in past battles against the Jia Lou Heaven, even with the divine seal of the Order God pushed to its maximum, could not achieve such speed.

The Red General only had time to raise her spear to block, but was instantly sent flying, like a ball struck by a bat.

It's hard to imagine that such energy could burst from the enemy's gaunt, frail frame.

This strike hadn't even ended when the Red General was just flung away, and Ying Ce Tian's body suddenly sparked with a faint light, launching again at a speed exceeding the first impact!

In the nick of time, the Red General, still midair, strained to twist her body sideways, thus avoiding a fatal blow to the vitals—but her left arm burst open with a spray of blood! She had been hit!

"What!" Du Shan, watching the live broadcast from the outer hall, sprang up in shock: "What's going on here!"

With his eyesight, he could barely make out Ying Ce Tian charging at the Red General, but what happened afterward was just a foggy mess.

"Replay, slow it down a hundred times!"

The Wu Yuan Golden Mirror replayed the earlier battle footage, but it was still just a faint light, blurry and indistinct.

Du Shan realized he had given the wrong command:

"Slow it down a thousand times, freeze!"

At that moment, he finally saw clearly, and couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, saying: "What... what is that thing?"

Only when slowed to this degree was the true nature of the faint light clearly revealed.

It was a six-legged creature, only as tall as Du Shan's finger, with a body shaped like a grasshopper, two fine, slender whiskers at its tail like a rudder at the stern of a boat, yet bearing a human head on top.

Its strangeness rivals the demonic puppets Dong Rui created in the laboratory.

The Wu Yuan Golden Mirror also magnified it, so Du Shan could further see that it had a face identical to Ying Ce Tian's!!

It was this human-headed monster insect that wounded the Red General.

While he was observing it magnified, the battle between the mighty ones continued.

The Red General rarely suffers a loss in a single clash; when she leapt from her original position, there was still a trace of blood on the grass blades.

Her left arm had been pierced through.

And the two Ying Ce Tians attacked together again—one charging madly, the other swift as lightning, coordinating seamlessly.

The two warriors behind the Red General, eager to protect their lord, saw the human-headed monster insect leap onto the tree trunk again, so they raised their sleeve arrows and shot.

"Retreat!" The Red General had just blocked Ying Ce Tian's strike when she urgently issued the command.

But it was still one step too late—the human-headed monster insect almost instantaneously flickered into position before the warriors, without even pausing, then sprang away.

The movements of these two warriors instantly froze.

Each had a blood streak appear in their throat, but no blood gushed out, because the wound was extremely small and infused with powerful icy force. Even with Cang Yan's formidable elemental power protecting them, they turned into ice sculptures within a single breath.

With two cracking sounds, they fell to the ground, shattering into a pool of blood ice!

Seeing this, the remaining troops all had their hairs stand on end, and even Du Shan before the Wu Yuan Golden Mirror couldn't help but rub his arms.

This ghostly thing is utterly indefensible—how do we fight it?

Moreover, it excels in ice divine arts, forming a stark contrast to the fiery Ying Ce Tian. The latter lowered his head and spat blazing fire at the Red General, and within a radius of a hundred zhang, white flames instantly filled the sky!

The higher the temperature of the flame, the lighter its color becomes.