Chapter 100: Hengcheng Crisis, Six Lotus Demon Race!

Hengcheng!

At this moment, Hengcheng awaits solemnly.

Dong Buwei and Liu Kuang stood on the city wall, and the gate beneath it had already been closed.

Their expressions were grave, and a faint aura of spiritual qi emanated from them.

Both were Organ Tempering Realm experts, the only two such experts in Hengcheng.

At this moment, dozens of li outside Hengcheng, there was a huge black vortex.

Within the vortex, waves of extremely terrifying aura spread.

Around the vortex, stalwart figures stood proudly upon the heavens, each wearing robes of different colors.

Their robes concealed their faces completely, making them indistinguishable.

"Damn it, why has Hengcheng become the target of the Myriad Races?"

Liu Kuang stood on the city wall and cursed silently.

He simply could not fathom why a tiny Hengcheng would be worth the Myriad Races Sect and the Myriad Races expending such a great cost to construct a Myriad Races Passage.

You should know that even for the Myriad Races, constructing a Myriad Races Passage is no easy feat.

The higher the grade of the Myriad Races Passage, the more troublesome it is to construct.

The manpower and material resources required are almost unimaginable.

Yet, in such a godforsaken place as Hengcheng, a Myriad Races Passage has actually appeared.

It makes no sense at all!

Dong Buwei stood beside Liu Kuang, his aged visage slightly moved.

After a moment, Dong Buwei spoke slowly.

"From the very start, these miscreants' target was never Hengcheng!"

"Huh? Old Dong, what do you mean?"

Liu Kuang was somewhat baffled.

Dong Buwei snorted coldly: "You pigbrain, if Hengcheng is in trouble, who is most anxious?"

Liu Kuang rubbed his own head and said, "Obviously it's us two."

Dong Buwei glanced at Liu Kuang with the look one gives a fool.

"Have you forgotten someone?"

Dong Buwei reminded him.

Liu Kuang suddenly realized: "You mean... that brat Su Yu?"

"How could that be? Su Yu has been out for a while; reaching late Blood Refining Realm would already be impressive—how could he possibly be worth the Myriad Races expending such a great cost?"

"Even if Su Yu is a golden‑talented heaven‑chosen prodigy, it's still impossible for the Myriad Races to treat him this way."

Liu Kuang grew even more puzzled.

Dong Buwei took a deep breath, gazing at the distant vortex, his eyes exceedingly solemn.

"Besides that, I can think of nothing else."

The two fell into silence for a while.

"By the way, have the ordinary folk in the city been evacuated?"

Liu Kuang replied: "Evacuation has begun, but the populace of a city is simply too many; to fully evacuate would still take at least one or two days!"

A hint of ferocity flashed across Dong Buwei's face.

"Then we hold out! We must hold for two days, for reinforcements from Jiangnan Sheng will arrive soon; relying on Hengcheng's formations, even a Flying Heaven Realm expert could be resisted."

"As long as no Grand Master‑level expert acts, two days should be enough to hold them off."

Dong Buwei murmured.

Liu Kuang fell silent.

Hengcheng is truly backward.

Even though we have a specialized formation from the Martial Artists Association, the entirety of Hengcheng has only the two of us Organ Tempering Realm experts; relying on the formation, being able to block a single Golden Body expert would already be not bad.

That is, if Jiangnan Sheng's reinforcements arrive; otherwise, a single Flying Heaven Realm expert striking would reduce all of Hengcheng to ashes in an instant.

"Now, we can only hope the Myriad Races Passage finishes constructing later!"

Liu Kuang sighed.

Actually, the human race isn't lacking the desire to go destroy it, but the Myriad Races Sect's experts are stationed right beside the Myriad Races Passage, and even a Grand Master expert holds the fort there.

To destroy it, the difficulty is truly great.

Especially before the reinforcements from Jiangnan Sheng have arrived.

Hengcheng now can only be forced into defense; if the enemy does not attack, that's already considered good luck.

As time passed, the sense of oppression between heaven and earth grew ever stronger.

Even Dong Buwei and Liu Kuang felt their breathing become extraordinarily difficult.

Let alone the other Blood Refining Realm and Qi Blood Realm martial artists.

Nevertheless, as human martial artists facing the Myriad Races, we have never once retreated!

Behind them stand countless ordinary civilians; should they retreat, those myriad masses would all perish at the hands of the Myriad Races.

They dare not retreat, nor can they!

Dong Buwei and Liu Kuang stood on the city wall, their clothes already soaked with sweat.

Yet in this situation, no one paid attention to that; their focus was entirely on the Myriad Races Passage.

Suddenly, a terrifying roar emanated from within the black vortex!

Roar! Roar! Roar!!!!

Like a demon beast's roar, it echoed through the heavens.

Some martial artists with slightly weaker cultivation, under this roar, instantly bled from the seven orifices, their whole bodies becoming extremely weak.

Even Dong Buwei and Liu Kuang both had their faces slightly change, appearing somewhat pale.

Only seen, within the black vortex, a huge creature slowly appeared in the sight of the people of Hengcheng.

It was a creature over ten meters tall.

Its skin was pitch black, and upon that black skin were crimson patterns imprinted.

And on the creature's brow, there were vivid red lotus-like patterns, lifelike.

On the city wall, Dong Buwei gazed at the lotus on the black creature's brow, his face drastically changing.

"Six demon lotuses.... This is... a demon race Grand Master!"

Dong Buwei growled low, his face filled with fear!

Grand Master realm!

You know, the entire Jiangnan Sheng only has Wang Long as a Grand Master, yet now, the first to emerge from the Wanzu Tongdao is actually a Grand Master realm.

In an instant, Dong Buwei's confidence seemed to waver at the moment the demon race appeared.

At this moment, beside the Wanzu Tongdao, a crowd clad in red-black robes hurriedly knelt on the ground, their faces filled with fervent zeal.

"Demonic cult followers, greet the arrival of the demon race envoy!"

Their faces showed utmost devotion, as if they had seen their faith.

When the demon race Pu appeared, he glanced at the demon race crowd beneath his feet, ignored them, and looked toward nearby Hengcheng.

The corners of his mouth split open.

"Human race territory, I never thought I, Ka Tu, could actually enter human race territory!"

"Hahaha, human flesh, this seat hasn't eaten it in a long time!"

The demon race Ka Tu laughed maniacally.

However, at that moment, a cold snort echoed from the heavens above.

"I fear you don't have the life to enjoy it!"

Only seen, between the clouds in the heavens, an old figure hovered in midair, glaring down at Ka Tu.

President of the Jiangnan Sheng Martial Artists Association, Wang Long!

He has arrived!