Chapter 636

Qiongqi Yao God's heart felt inexplicably uneasy, as if a great calamity was approaching.

However, when he tried to examine it closely, the feeling became elusive, indeterminate, possibly an illusion.

For this, Qiongqi could only comfort himself a bit, then temporarily put it out of his mind—after all, he was on the battlefield!

Facing the acting king of the Dongyi lineage, he still dared not underestimate him.

Strictly speaking, Qiongqi Yao God still had some connection with the ancient Dongyi leader Shaohao, that is, Donghuang Di Jun; he could be considered a former errand boy.

At this moment, facing the successor of the old leadership system, to say his heart wasn't trembling would be a joke.

Thus, Qiongqi Yao God steadied his spirit and began to fight and contend with Chonghua.

As soon as they clashed, Qiongqi Yao God felt a jolt of alarm—

Strong!

Very strong!

Chonghua's combat power was overwhelming; at the moment of contact, it pressed him into a disadvantage, leaving him only to endure blows, with no chance to retaliate.

His command of the Star-Condensing Dao bore the aura of the Myriad Stars Sect, making Qiongqi's scalp tingle as he silently cursed.

"I've heard that this Chonghua descended for the sake of sensing the stars— which mighty figure among the Star Gods, having sided with humanity, has come to make things difficult for me?"

"Is it the Beidou Seven Star Lords? Or the Ziwei and Gouchen Star Venerables?"

"Bitter! Bitter!"

The starry expanse is vast, the star sea boundless.

In ages past, this too was a supreme holy land, where many Star Gods were born, each radiating brilliance, each leading the fashion.

Di Jun Taiyi, this era was called the Myriad Stars Sect, the Lord of Myriad Stars… but only in this era did it begin to run rampant and domineer!

In even more ancient epochs, they were not the most outstanding.

Doumu Yuanjun!

This is the leader and sovereign of the Star God lineage.

However, this goddess is not keen on ruling, harboring no ambition to establish a Star God regime; instead, she is fond of "teaching and transformation," having once founded the Star God Dao Lineage— the Star God Sect, accomplishing many great deeds, which are now considered black history.

Among them, many outstanding Star Gods have been active in the field of teaching and transformation, achieving great accomplishments; besides reaping abundant cultivation resources, their Dao cultivation rivals the workings of creation, and furthermore allows the very stars that nurtured them to subtly surpass the myriad stars, becoming supremely noble.

Beidou Seven Star Lords!

Nandou Six Star Lords!

Ziwei Star Venerable!

Gouchen Star Venerable!

And so on, and so on.

Even in this era, though the Yao Court overwhelms the starry heavens, these star lords and venerables still harbor a tendency to hear orders but not obey; outwardly they maintain harmony with the Orthodox Heavenly Court, drawing a salary, doing a job, exchanging equivalents, selling face to the Yao Emperor… but could they be secretly colluding with Doumu Yuanjun behind the scenes?

No one can figure it out.

But for now, Qiongqi feels the problem may be more serious.

Perhaps some mighty Star Lord has secretly increased his investment in humanity, sparing no expense.

Investigate strictly!

We must investigate strictly!

Qiongqi Yao God muttered resentfully, indignant at someone who betrays their own side.

Because, it's him who's getting beaten!

After a few heavy slaps from Chonghua, Qiongqi felt his entire divine self was about to explode, his body and soul suffering tremendous trauma.

Had it not been for his formidable physique, having once earned the nickname "Four Evils" among his peers, and being renowned since his debut for resisting blows and enduring punishment, he might well have met his end here today— Qiongqi has no doubt.

"Help... who can come help me?"

Qiongqi strained to swallow the blood welling up in his throat, looked around, hoping that some colleague would have a moment to spare to come rescue him from dire straits.

It would have been better not to look.

At a glance, his mindset shattered; for a moment he started wondering whether to flee… no, to retreat… no, to make a strategic shift?

Can't blame his mindset being off.

Indeed, this human race's fire master main force is simply too tough to crack!

One by one, the demon gods, accompanying the Yao Marshal Cries Iron Great Sage in the charge, each encountered a strong opponent, were dragged out of the battlefield, and engaged in general-versus-general bloodbath.

The Fengtun demon god charged like a boar, crashing headlong, only to be held back by the human divine general Dahong.

The Zhi Chi demon god advanced, but was violently struck by the divine general Kua E, who moved mountains and shifted peaks, bringing over ten thousand immortal divine mountains to press upon it, causing it to bleed from all seven apertures, after which it got a taste of iron fists.

The Nuei demon god, arguably in the best condition among the dueling commanders, with only minor bodily injuries… yet to onlookers, this demon god might prefer to suffer a few flesh wounds rather than endure its current predicament.

——He ended up facing Hougang!

Mr. Hougang, his combat prowess is a mystery even within the entire human race, let alone outsiders; few know his true identity.

At this very moment, Hougang had no intention of revealing his true form… but not revealing it doesn't mean he can't deal with the opponent!

As one who has the Supreme Emperor Taiyi backing him, he has a thousand, ten thousand ways to torment the Nuei demon god into doubting life… namely, he still remembers that he draws a salary in the demon court, although it's not worth dying for, at least it's not so bad as to pick up his bowl to eat, put it down and curse his mother, and hack the Nuei demon god to death or maim it.

But!

Speaking eloquently, stimulating the nerves and such… almost drove the Nuei demon god mad.

"Humans are born of human mothers, demons are born of demon mothers—what are you born of?"

"Hey! Are you big or not? Anyway, I'm a bit big here, you might need to bear with it…"

"……"

With the Tongue Blazing Golden Lotus, Hougang borrowed and employed the divine abilities of his friend Jieyin—mental impact, spiritual transformation—tormenting the Nuei demon god to the point it wanted to die.

In his frenzied state, he fought desperately, launched frenzied assaults, yet all he saw was Hougang wandering on the edge of life and death, full of teasing intent… which only made the Nuei demon god even more furious.

He could speak, but couldn't win the argument.

Swing, but can't hit.

In a fit of rage, the Chaos demon god wanted to go bully newbies, mass slaughter low-level soldiers…… but was then persuaded back by Hougang using true words!

——Steady 'mockery' effect!

This sight made the Qiongqi demon god tremble with fear and shock; for a moment he didn't even realize that being unilaterally beaten by Chonghua was a painful and sad thing.

On the contrary, he even felt somewhat fortunate!

Happiness comes from comparison.

With Hougang as a contrast, Chonghua, this quiet handsome man, Qiongqi no longer finds him an eyesore!

Of course, being beaten on oneself is still painful.

Teammates couldn't be relied upon, so Qiongqi began to think of ways to save himself.

"Hey! Friend with cataracts!"

The Qiongqi demon god secretly sent a voice transmission to Chonghua, speaking his true nature.

——He was like that even when he was in the demon court.

For this, Demon Emperor Di Jun even praised him, saying he was frank and outspoken, a loyal official.

This happened after a certain occasion when the demon emperor was verbally confronted by the Qiongqi demon god.

Heavenly Emperor Di Jun, broad‑minded;

The Qiongqi demon god, candid and straightforward.

For a time, after tea and meals in the demon court, it was still passed around as a good story.

"Why make things hard for a fellow worker?"

The Qiongqi demon god sighed at Chonghua, "We're all just getting by, collecting wages; no need to risk our lives!"

"As the saying goes, more friends mean more paths…… friend, go easy on me, and afterwards I'll treat you to a meal!"

Qiongqi tried to talk about becoming drinking-and-meat friends.

This annoyed Chonghua.

This leader of the Dongyi, the future Emperor Shun, who also has some unclear relationship with the Heavenly Emperor, a hidden boss, looked at Qiongqi with an utterly wrong expression.

——One bite, a worker; who says you're a worker?

——You lot, each of you sneaky and slippery, how will I, the emperor, deal with Pangu?

Chonghua silently pulled out a list, beginning to record grudges.

However, aside from that, his self‑restraint is strong; he didn't erupt on the spot showing any abnormality, but rather gave a subtle response.

"This demon race friend, what he says does have some truth……"

Chonghua turned his thoughts, acting while also communicating, not knowing what ideas he held in his heart.

……

A stretch of heaven and earth was beaten into Chaos.

A span of time‑space was blown into dust.

If one says the human army is like a surging sea of clouds, mighty and arriving; the demon troops are like raging winds and huge waves, vast and boundless.

They collided together; at every moment, boundless divine powers burst forth, and life‑and‑death showdowns erupted!

Humans are like newborn calves, daring to challenge all ancient authority, fearless of hardship and danger.

The demon race has the most stringent laws, with deep‑rooted hierarchies, and they wage conquest without hesitation.

On this battlefield, no one will retreat, nor does anyone dare to retreat.

Because, this is a war between races, and deserters are absolutely not tolerated!

One can only fight until the last breath of life!

Both sides encountered and fought bloody battles in a vast expanse of mountains and rivers; at every moment countless demon soldiers, countless golden immortals, and even those who had attained Taiyi achievement perished.

Occasionally, divine generals of the Daluo level act without martial virtue, or, unable to control the spread of residual waves due to injury, they cause entire swaths of soldiers to perish.

Countless demons, ghosts, gods, immortals fell; at every moment, the corpses falling from the heavens looked like a blood rain, blanketing this vast land, tragic and sorrowful!

In the great war, the heroes who blew the horn and led the charge fell; even the horn was shattered, leaving only a grip still in hand.

The standard‑bearing officer died in battle!

The fire master's royal banner had already scattered into shreds; although its rough shape could still be seen, it was covered in damage from war and weapons, with traces of gold, black, red, and green blood congealed—enemy blood and our own—speaking of sorrow.

Accompanying the banner's sorrow is the officer's demise; even in death he stands straight, his spine bearing a stern, inviolable killing aura that makes even the strongest demon commanders feel a chill, instinctively stepping aside, daring not to trample or desecrate.

This is the sacrifice of the rank‑and‑file soldiers, which cannot be called anything but tragic.

And at the higher levels, at the top, there is an even grander battlefield: the conquest of the Daluo.

The elite demon god unit following the Great Saint Zhi Tie fought in blood with the divine generals of the human fire master's royal court; at times sacred blood rain drifted down, falling, causing the heavens and earth to sometimes be overcast with lingering yin winds, sometimes to echo with ghostly wails and divine howls.

General against general!

Here, when the slaughter reaches tragic levels, even Daluo beings die in battle!

Body cut apart, primordial spirit exterminated!

Only a single ray of spiritual light can, under the protection of comrades, barely offer a chance to escape.

"Boom!"

A huge wolf‑tooth club came crashing down, as if the entire vast, boundless Myriad Heavens universe were condensed and falling; its boundless divine might collided with the longsword of the Yinglong god general seeking to utterly slay the Great Wind demon god, producing the most brilliant spiritual light, causing the vast expanse of time‑space to tremble.

Even though the heavens are vast, at this moment they seem somewhat unable to bear such divine might, as sheet after sheet of stars are shaken loose, turning into meteors that fall into this battlefield.

Without waiting for them to land.

Then terrifying ripples spread, reducing them all to powder!

"Wah!"

The still‑young Yinglong coughed up a mouthful of blood and was flung backward.

After all, it's not as pretentious as its master.

Although I've already tried hard, when I truly go up against top-tier mighty cultivators, I still suffer a slight loss and can't match them in strength.

The great wind demon god, about to be slain, thus became a cooked duck that flew away!

However.

Responding Dragon can't do anything else.

In terms of having a powerful backer, that's still quite capable!

Offending her, besides Fengxi helping to vent anger, on this battlefield there is another big shot—

Yandi·Nüwa!

"Clang!"

A sword light pierced cold through all directions of time and space, like a dreamy illusion, thrusting out between life and death, tracing the most profound mark, cutting through immortal armor, slashing the strongest battle body.

Just an instant.

The Ci Tie demon god was instantly split!

"You're fighting me, and you still have the guts to be distracted?"

Yandi stood on the clouds, wearing a cold expression.

Soldier against soldier.

General against general.

King against king.

Here, the kings of the human race and the demon race are Yandi and Ci Tie!

Human Emperor versus Yao Marshal!

When the Ci Tie Yao Marshal led the charge, truly disregarding strength differences, seniority, and intending to unleash a deadly blow to activate unrivaled mode, among the countless fire masters up and down, not a single one could openly withstand a top-tier demon saint—at that moment Yandi finally descended and took action!

The human race's fortune burned and boiled on his body, turning into peak combat power, making his divine might unfathomable.

With a single sword in hand, he cut through the ages.

Although the clash seemed brief, it felt like a collision of thousands of years; he dueled with the Ci Tie Great Sage and perfectly suppressed this Yao Marshal.

Even when he was distracted rescuing his subordinates, a single sword severely wounded him!

But……

Although the Ci Tie Great Sage bore heavy injuries, he was not startled but delighted.

"Hahaha... Human Emperor, that's all!"

"Just a lucky one!"

The combat experience, the Ci Tie Great Sage remembers vividly, presenting it in his mind.

Although Yandi surpassed him and suppressed him, at the same time he also exposed many 'shortcomings'!

The mismatch between battle awareness and combat power relies entirely on the blessing of racial fortune and status, only then can he defeat this Yao Marshal!

Based on Yandi's performance, the Ci Tie Great Sage could even infer the Human Emperor's true realm level……

That is far inferior to his Ci Tie!

However, if one really calculates…… this is actually already astonishing enough.

—A newcomer, able to reach this point in the shortest time, what more could one ask for?

Perhaps, the only mistake is being in the war.

Here, regardless of age or weakness, only actual battle record matters!

"Human Emperor, nothing to worry about!"

"Alas, I prepared in every way, even bringing out bottom-of-the-box tricks, just in case!"

Ci Tie drew a conclusion.

But, he does not know.

At this moment, Yandi's thoughts.

"Let first let you taste some sweetness…… then you should be reassured, right?"

According to an unknown whether reliable mythological legend, the Exhausted Oddity is an unlucky child, exiled by Emperor Shun……

(End of chapter)