Chapter 3077: The Silhouette Left for the World

The ruthlessness and killing intent hidden in those words made the veins on Fu Shanlie's forehead throb violently.

"Hah, dream on." Fu Shanyue was in the War Alliance, on the front lines.

Beside the Nine Nether Great Emperor was, paradoxically, the safest place for Fu Shanyue right now.

The stinking brat isn't stupid either; he really knows how to pick a spot.

He had accidentally ingested ten times the dose of Sea King Whale Essence; what he should be doing now is meditating with all his might to expel the excess essence from his body, but the Heavenly Demon before him wouldn't give him even a moment to save himself.

His body was collapsing rapidly and inevitably; even standing was an utmost struggle, let alone fighting.

But he had no choice. He was the sovereign of the Chiyan Kingdom, and he had sworn to avenge the Between Between Between Beijia Demon Emperor;

He had likewise sworn that he and the Heavenly Demons were irreconcilable enemies.

Years ago, when ordered to besiege Panlong City, he had not long been promoted from a commoner to a Great General, still green and ignorant, thinking only of achieving merit and establishing a career;

In the two hundred years since, he had sat this throne with increasing stability, yet seen through the so-called "Heavenly Gods" with increasing clarity.

The essence of these things is invasion, is plunder, is harming all things to benefit themselves; they have not a shred of pity or mercy for the living beings of the mortal world, even more vicious than the immortals and Xian Sects of old!

The first Demon Emperor of Between Between Between Beijia borrowed the power of the Heavenly Demons to resist the human kingdoms and sects — this was inviting a wolf into the house.

If Between Between Between Beijia were to fall completely into their hands, if the mortal world were completely grasped by them, that would be a timeless long night, with not a glimmer of light to be seen!

Fu Shanlie extended his right hand, which had only three fingers left, and shouted: "Retract!"

The moment the words fell, the massive Heavenly Fortune Tower suddenly shrank rapidly. In the process, it also spun at high speed, severing every single mandala petal in the entire courtyard, along with the colorless strings attached to them.

Such a massive structure, unexpectedly transformed from a single weapon!

The few Heavenly Demons originally left at the outermost edge of the courtyard had no time to react, and were all sliced into several sections at the waist by the flying spinning rings.

At the critical moment, Pi Litian raised his long staff and slammed it onto the ground; a light barrier faintly appeared within a five-zhang radius. The Heavenly Fortune Rings shrank and spun at high speed, grinding against the circular barrier like a grindstone, actually throwing off countless sparks!

That sound was a hundred times louder than grinding glass, but the flying wheel simply couldn't cut through.

With no other choice, it could only fly upward and leave.

In a mere three breaths, it shrank from a giant building into a pair of rings in Fu Shanlie's hand.

The two great Heavenly Demons were also somewhat surprised.

This was the first time Pi Litian had seen someone break his divine technique "Shattered to Pieces" like this.

In this day and age, even a dying vassal demon king can't be underestimated? They nearly fell for it.

At this moment, a particularly bright green light also flashed on the south side of the Chiyan Royal Palace, heading this way.

At the same time, a furious roar spread throughout the palace city, inside and out: "Heavenly Demons, how dare you!"

Pi Litian's brow twitched: "It's Lingbao Xian!"

Tonight the Heavenly Demons descended; the War Alliance had preemptively dispatched one of the True Immortals of Spirit Mountain, Lingbao Xian, here to guard against the unexpected.

As it turned out, the "unexpected" truly came, and not just one.

The Heavenly Fortune Tower was in a remote corner of the Chiyan Royal Palace; Fu Shanlie had only come to eat a meal, and Lingbao Xian hadn't followed.

Helu Tian said: "Leave it to me."

He led a few Heavenly Demons back a few steps, and vanished from the spot.

Although Lingbao Xian was rushing here, Fu Shanlie felt not the slightest ease in his heart. That doctored Human-Face Fruit had already thrown his body into utter chaos, like the moment before a dam bursts. Even if he could defeat Pi Litian, even if there were no more outside interference, this old dam he had carefully maintained for nearly two hundred years would absolutely not survive tonight!

In just the time it took for both sides to speak these few sentences, Fu Shanlie's hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, starting at the temples and then spreading toward the crown; his flesh also slackened and withered, wrinkles rapidly forming.

He was aging rapidly.

For a Ba, this was almost unimaginable.

Sea King Whale Essence is so precious, a great tonic for any living being, but for him, a dead man, an overdose is a deadly poison!

The Holy Venerable of Spirit Void truly calculates deeply!

In the current world, probably no one understands the word "life" better than him.

Pi Litian flicked his fingers, sending out two more Great Severing Slashes:

"Tsk tsk, there are actually still people who die of old age in this day and age?"

In his heart he admired the Holy Venerable of Spirit Void, for calculating this old Ba so clearly. If this continued, Fu Shanlie would die of old age just like an ordinary person!

This way of dying is too creative.

Fu Shanlie dodged with difficulty, fished a bottle from his bosom, and drank down more than half a bottle of Yin Hui blood in one gulp.

The blood of the Yin Hui King is used to neutralize the blood essence of the Human-Face Fruit; now it could only slightly alleviate it.

This was originally his two months' supply.

If he doesn't drink it now, he won't have a use for it later.

The remaining drops of blood trickled down the corner of his mouth; Fu Shanlie casually flung the bottle, and it shattered into powder on the ground:

"Come on, come fight!"

Thanks to the Yin Hui blood, the signs of rapid aging on his body temporarily stopped.

Temporarily.

But inside his body, heaven and earth had already been overturned.

Yet Fu Shanlie remained fearless, instead feeling a sense of liberation.

He let out a furious roar and strode toward Pi Litian; his bearing was no longer as agile as two hundred years ago, yet it carried an unstoppable momentum.

As the lord of Chiyan, what he had least wanted to see was his own body rotting bit by bit, finally stinking and rotting in bed like a doddering old human.

How weak!

How sad!

But now, fate had given him another choice.

The last silhouette he left for this world was that of a warrior who fought to the end, a hero who resisted the Heavenly Demons.

What more could one ask for?

At the very last moment of life, one could still battle the Great Heavenly Demon to the end.

What more could one ask for?

Thinking deeper, how could this not be fate's respect and mercy toward him?

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Ansha Fortress front line.

The mirror on He Lingchuan's desk flashed with light, and soon the Red General's figure appeared.

"What happened?"

The two sides had only communicated once before, and the Red General also knew the battle at the Bekka front was particularly tight, so he shouldn't have sought him out so quickly again.

Unless she had another urgent matter.

The Red General first asked him: "How is the situation at the front?"

"Halftime break." He Lingchuan answered truthfully, "You chose this moment just right; in a little while, I would have to launch the general assault."

Time was pressing, so the Red General got straight to the point:

"In the battle at the Chixiao Golden Hall, we captured twenty or so heavenly demons. After strict interrogation, we found that one of them was a God of Past and Future, and his discovery was the pivotal position of the Chixiao Golden Hall."

"How could he have found it?" He Lingchuan had always found it strange; the hidden location of this supreme treasure, the Chixiao Golden Hall's pivotal point, was known only to him and the Red General, with even Du Shan kept in the dark. How could the heavenly demons have learned its exact location?

He could only infer that some divine art was at work.

"He can trace the source and course of magic power; the Chixiao Golden Hall itself is a divine artifact, its internal magic power constantly fluctuating, and thus was caught by the God of Past and Future."