Chapter 149: White Marsh

Another woman has come, daring to bark at this lion; this time, you won't be so lucky!

Gazing at Lady Yin in the air, the lion‑bodied, human‑faced stalwart general gave a cold snort, instantly turned into a golden light, and charged toward Lady Yin.

Upon seeing this, Lady Yin's eyes flashed with a hint of excitement.

The next moment, she flicked her bare hand, and a long sword flew out from beside her.

The long sword carried a humming sound, and in the blink of an eye it arrived before the lion‑bodied, human‑faced stalwart general.

How fast!

That was the lion‑bodied, human‑faced stalwart general's final thought; the next moment, under everyone's gaze, his head flew straight up.

Is this, then, over?

Lady Yin was a bit dazed; she had already exerted her utmost to control her power, yet the opponent was still too weak.

But that's no surprise—the lion‑bodied, human‑faced stalwart general only had the strength of a peak Heavenly Immortal, whereas Lady Yin was already a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

This gap cannot be measured by reason.

With such a huge gap, are they letting the opponent strike with their head?

I haven't even exerted my strength, and they already collapsed—how boring!

Lady Yin's eyes were full of disappointment, yet seeing the shocked Marquis Qiyang's army below, she had no intention of holding back.

The next moment, Lady Yin waved her right hand, and the Holy Scroll of the Soldier's Dao appeared in her right hand.

Go!

The Holy Scroll of the Soldier's Dao unfurled, instantly covering the entire battlefield.

In an instant, the soldiers of the Three Mountain Pass army felt their spirits lift.

Kill!

The next moment, some general let out a loud shout, and the army immediately began to charge toward the Marquis Qiyang's forces.

This is, the supreme treasure of the Soldier's Dao—how could such a treasure be in the hands of Princess Suzhi?

As the garrison commander who had long led troops in battle, Elder Deng Nine instantly noticed the extraordinariness of the Holy Scroll of the Soldier's Dao in Lady Yin's hand.

Chan'er, if you ever get the chance, you should get closer to Princess Suzhi!

Elder Deng Nine said.

But after saying that, he received no response from his daughter.

Chan'er?

Looking left and right, Elder Deng Nine was soon left speechless—the original plan had been for Deng Chan Yu to feign injury, but she had already rushed onto the battlefield.

Retreat, retreat quickly!

Facing the suddenly ferocious Three Mountain Pass army, the Marquis Qiyang's forces were instantly cut down, scattering like fallen blossoms and flowing water.

Moreover, for some unknown reason, their fighting spirit was continually being worn down.

Of course, more importantly, their commander had been killed in a single blow, leaving them with no will to fight.

After doing all that, Lady Yin did not continue attacking; instead, Ne Zha, bringing his brothers and sisters, joined the battlefield.

Taking Ne Zha as the vanguard, these children of Ao Yifan were practically supreme weapons on the battlefield—the Marquis Qiyang's soldiers stood no chance against them.

My lord, we have lost!

In the Marquis Qiyang's camp, a soldier covered in blood came running back in a sorry state.

Hearing this, Marquis Qiyang's face grew extremely grim.

Waving a hand to signal the attendants to retreat, Marquis Qiyang immediately lifted a yellow cloth covering an altar.

On the altar lay the skulls of three kinds of animals—pig, cow, and sheep—and in the center rested a strange, wordless spirit tablet; it was unclear what exactly was being sacrificed.

Gazing at that wordless spirit tablet, a flicker of apprehension crossed Marquis Qiyang's eyes.

But upon thinking of the army besieging outside, a hint of resolve flashed in Marquis Qiyang's eyes.

Immediately afterward, Marquis Qiyang picked up a nearby jar and poured its contents onto the altar.

A rich bloody smell permeated the air; inside the jar was, astonishingly, some kind of blood.

Strangely, that blood was absorbed by the wordless spirit tablet, which then emitted an eerie light.

You have finally made contact with this venerable one—it seems you have made up your mind!

Suddenly, a sharp voice rang out.

Immediately after, accompanied by a strange glow, a green‑haired dragon's head appeared on the wordless spirit tablet.

Looking at the green‑haired dragon's head in the light, Marquis Qiyang's eyes were filled with fear.

Nevertheless, he gritted his teeth and said, 'I have already lost; I need your power!'

'Kekeke, power—you can have as much as you need, but correspondingly, what must you give in return? I think you should understand!'

The green‑haired dragon's head gave a strange laugh and said.

I understand!

Marquis Qiyang said in a deep voice, 'I have plenty of what you need right here, and I can give it all to you!'

Huh?

At the same moment, inside Ao Yifan's palanquin, Queen Jiang suddenly patted Ao Yifan's back.

Wait, wait a moment!

What's wrong?

Ao Yifan said somewhat strangely, 'It's only been an hour—are you tired?'

Rolled her eyes, Queen Jiang said, 'I sensed Bai Ze's aura!'

「White Marsh! 」

Ao Yifan narrowed his eyes, said: 「Back then, the ancient demon court, one of the ten great demon commanders, White Marsh? 」

「Not bad, that's her! 」

Queen Jiang nodded and said: 「Back then, after the witch-demon war, the ancient demon court fell, White Marsh led the remnants of the demon court to the North Sea, seeking the demon master Great Peng; for so many years, even I have had no news of her; I never expected that her aura would exist here! 」

「It seems, these feudal lords harbor disloyal intentions, and are closely related to the remnants of the demon court! 」

Ao Yifan pondered, then said.

「Then, what should we do now? 」

Queen Jiang asked.

「What to do? Naturally……」

Speaking, Ao Yifan flipped over and lifted Queen Jiang up.

「Filth, you, regarding White Marsh's matter, aren't you going to care about it? 」

Queen Jiang asked.

「Now the world has changed; the protagonist of this world is no longer the demon race; even if the demon court struggles, it's merely clinging to life. 」

Ao Yifan said: 「So, no matter what the demon court does, it cannot change their doomed fate; why should I risk being dragged into the calamity and meddle? 」

「But, aren't you afraid the demon court will destroy the foundations of Yin Shang? 」

Queen Jiang lightly bit her lip and said.

「You think too highly of them; if they could really do that, they wouldn't be suppressed by Grand Tutor Wen's great army over at the North Sea, unable to move at all. 」

Ao Yifan scoffed: 「So, this petty squabble hardly needs our worry; now we have a more important task. 」

「A more important task? Filth……」

……

「Mother, I just discovered that in the direction of Marquis Qiyang's camp, someone is practicing evil arts, collecting the souls of fallen soldiers! 」

Nezha fought a battle, returned to the camp, and reported his findings to Lady Yin.

「Huh? 」

Lady Yin's heart tightened, her face darkened, and she said: 「Nezha, go inform Duke Deng Nine; order him to, within three days, definitely break the main camp of Marquis Qiyang, otherwise I will personally lead the army to attack! 」

「Yes, Mother! 」

Nezha, having received the order, instantly turned into a streak of fire and flew toward the camp at San Shan Pass.