Chapter 445: Light Appears Amidst the Chaos

"If we just run away like this, isn't it a bit unrighteous..." Long Qi asked, hesitating while running with his hands and feet tucked in.

"If you're so righteous, why don't you go back?" Adao rolled his eyes at Long Qi and retorted unpleasantly.

This little brat, why is his speech so infuriating.

Yet Long Qi didn't dare to offend him right now.

Forget it, forget it, who told him to be so magnanimous...

Long Qi shrank his neck: "Forget it, one more of me isn't much, and one less of me isn't much."

Better a dead fellow Daoist than a dead poor Daoist; since they are so confident, then let them fight; he still has more important things to do...

And the ones they were talking about were exactly Chiyanzi and Lu Ying.

Originally, they intended to escape together with Long Qi and Adao, but the Grand Marshal was swift and managed to intercept Chiyanzi.

The Grand Marshal's purpose in changing into his Demon form was to kill Chiyanzi, so how could he let him escape easily?

However, there is no need to worry; although the Grand Marshal's Demon form looks like a Suanni, it has nothing to do with a Suanni at all.

The Grand Marshal's ancestors, on the paternal side, were originally descendants of the Creation Demon Lord and a lion demon, while the maternal side was a flood dragon, which is why he was born with the appearance of a Suanni.

Back then, that flood dragon was forcibly abducted, and after giving birth to descendants, she was locked in the dungeon of the Demon City, which is the place where Lingxiang rescued Maidong.

At that time, Lingxiang was still wondering how such a massive skeleton could appear in the Demon Realm, but because her heart was set on Maidong, she didn't think too much about it.

The Dragon Race is the Dragon Race after all; even if it is only a flood dragon, its bloodline is extremely overbearing.

After several generations of inheritance, the bloodline of the Creation Demon Lord has thinned out significantly, while the bloodline of the Dragon Race has become increasingly intense, which is how the Grand Marshal has his current appearance.

The Grand Marshal's lineage has served at Yinxu Hall since a long time ago, and to this day, his family remains an indispensable help to the Demon Lord.

However, his ancestors had a saying: future descendants, regardless of high or low status, are only loyal to the Demon Race, not the Demon Lord.

Therefore, when the Demon Realm was in turmoil many years ago, the Grand Marshal did not intervene, only doing his duty within the court.

However, this time it is different.

The Grand Marshal actually doesn't care who is in the position of the Demon Lord; whether it is Ziboyan or Wumingjun, as long as someone can hold down Yinxu Hall, he only needs to be diligent and responsible for the rest.

However, the departure of Wumin Jun weakened the strength of the Demon Race, and these Daoists took advantage of the situation; to say the current Demon Realm is precarious is not an exaggeration.

Therefore, after feeling the "King's Dread," the Grand Marshal was so urgent to kill Chiyanzi.

The Grand Marshal absolutely cannot tolerate the Demon Realm, which his family has guarded for generations, being destroyed in his own hands.

After being intercepted, Chiyanzi's expression turned grave; the massive Grand Marshal before him possessed a swiftness that did not match his size, leaving him momentarily unsure of how to respond.

Having cultivated the Dao for many years, even when he was by Tumi Xianzi's side, he had never seen such a thorny opponent.

But looking at Lu Ying, he seemed quite relaxed, not taking this monster seriously at all, only examining the monster's appearance with interest.

In Lu Ying's view, as long as the opponent is a demon, there is room to deal with them; after all, these three years of cultivation were not child's play.

However, Lu Ying miscalculated.

The Grand Marshal's bloodline is more inclined toward the Dragon Race, so Lu Ying's mastered "Houtu Breath," which is used to suppress demons born from Nether Qi, is actually not very fitting.

So after the three of them fought for a dozen rounds, Lu Ying finally felt regret—he had been too arrogant, thinking that mastering a tiny bit of secret technique meant he could underestimate the enemy. Not only did the Houtu Breath fail to suppress the monster, but even the pair of maces gifted by Tubo failed to cause any harm; instead, it was Lu Ying himself who now only had the option to dodge.

Chiyanzi also had no way to deal with this behemoth; he had used his witchcraft and martial arts, but hitting the Grand Marshal's scales was like scratching an itch.

However, after several exchanges, Chiyanzi became increasingly accustomed to the Grand Marshal's moves, and his dodging became more and more skillful.

This could be considered one thing to be comforted by in the current predicament.

But blindly dodging is not a solution; physical strength will eventually run out, so he must find a way to counterattack.

But this was also Chiyanzi's first time seeing such a monster, so what method could he have?

No...

The floating world has ten thousand paths, and all things are ordinary.

Even if he had never encountered it, his master must have taught him a way to deal with it; only with preparation can one be safe.

Tumi Xianzi had never held anything back, and Chiyanzi had never doubted her; he had just panicked and forgotten for a moment.

What exactly is it...

While Chiyanzi was racking his brains to recall, Lu Ying was also searching his memory for a countermeasure, all while carefully dodging the Grand Marshal's attacks.

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"Two fleas!"

Perhaps finding the two of them jumping around very annoying, the monster-like Grand Marshal actually spoke, shocking Lu Ying so much his jaw dropped:

So this monster can talk...

But before Lu Ying could recover, the Grand Marshal raised his claws and smashed them violently onto the ground, shaking his head and swaying his brain, one blow after another, like a big cat throwing a tantrum.

Following the Grand Marshal's loss of control, in an instant, the earth shook and the mountains swayed, and even the nearby city wall was shaken until much of it collapsed.

The sudden chaos affected everyone; whether it was the Demon Race or the Daoist Sect, all were submerged in the surging dust.

Just then, vines suddenly shot out, slithering over the Grand Marshal's body like long snakes, and within a moment, they had him bound tightly.

It was Chiyanzi's Five Elements wood technique.

Although the chaos just now caught everyone off guard, it also made Chiyanzi recall Tumi Xianzi's teachings—

There are many demons in the world, the dragon is the most noble, impervious to blades and spears, and resistant to spells and techniques. Yet the dragon has a Reverse Scale, which is the weakest point; one strike can break the defense, a second strike will cause injury, and a third strike will surely take its life.

That's right, the Reverse Scale.

Regardless of whether the monster before him is a Suanni or not, it likely has something to do with a dragon; he only needs to find the Reverse Scale to have a chance at victory.

The dragon's Reverse Scale is mostly hidden under the neck, covered by a mane, and is extremely difficult to find.

Moreover, even if the Reverse Scale is found, piercing it requires timing; it is impossible to do with the strength of one person alone.

Chiyanzi looked around; after this chaos, although the Demon Race had suffered, the Daoist Sect had also lost more than half of its people.

Furthermore, the remaining people still had to deal with the remaining Demon Soldiers and were already stretched too thin, so they likely could not be of any help.

And the vines were only a delaying tactic and could not trap the Grand Marshal for long.

One vine after another snapped in succession; seeing that Grand Marshal was about to break free from his restraints, Chiyanzi was, for a moment, at his wit's end.

Fortunately, Grand Marshal being bound allowed Lu Ying a brief moment to catch his breath; seeing Chiyanzi's grave expression, he knew he must have a countermeasure, so he hurriedly flashed to his side to see if he could offer any assistance.

But could the two of them alone really subdue this monster?