Chapter 1070

Three fully-formed God-Slaying Vessels.

Over two thousand meticulous God-Slaying Vessels.

Countless warships shaped like evil sharks, pitch-black all over, darting through the skies at high speed.

On the God-Slaying Vessel No. 1, the one presiding over the core of the Amplifying Divine Formation is Xue Yu. Her innate divine ability, Blood Prison Annihilation Divine Light, transforms into countless streaks of Blood Light that scatter across the sky; wherever it passes, countless demons fall like rain.

On the God-Slaying Vessel No. 2, the one presiding over the core of the Amplifying Divine Formation is the Summon Soul Ghost Venerable. His hoarse, unpleasant ghostly wails drift continuously, almost enveloping Wahuang Island; demons who hear his roar clutch their heads in agony, their skulls continually bursting and they collapse dead to the ground.

And the one presiding over the God-Slaying Vessel No. 3, Wu Tie looked at the shifting, iridescent rings of light flickering chaotically within the terrifying toxic mist emanating from that vessel, and couldn't help but laugh.

The Demon Chapter King—only he possesses such wicked and strange poison.

The Demon Chapter King's innate poison is even more complex and variable than Lao Geda's, and its lethality is even greater.

Layers of toxic mist condensed into countless extremely fine tendrils that lashed and pierced through the void; vast swaths of the demon army were silently struck by the poison and collapsed in heaps.

Wu Tie's gaze swiftly swept over the army brought by Pei Feng, and then he saw several familiar figures.

A Da Jiao Lu bounded through the crowd like flying, a halo of Buddhist light raining down on its bald head; its four hooves kicked wildly at countless demons, and any demon struck by its kicks suffered broken bones and torn tendons, spitting blood profusely.

A round, plump nun with a stern demeanor, wielding a great curved blade, shouted shrilly as she darted through the crowd like a frenzied wild elephant. It was Nun Zhuyue, whom I hadn't seen in years.

The first time I saw her, her cultivation was quite low, but today, upon seeing her again, she had astonishingly broken into the Divine Realm just like her senior brother Da Jiao Lu, and at the very least had reached at least the seventh heaven of the Divine Realm.

Beside them, several burly fellow disciples with light golden skin fought shoulder to shoulder; their Buddhist techniques greatly restrained these demons, and wherever they passed, large numbers of demons were smashed to pieces.

But the most conspicuous among them was a girl who appeared to be only eleven or twelve years old.

The girl wore all white, her scalp smooth, she held a White Bone Banner; a wisp of white light rose from her head, atop which sat a pallid white lotus platform carved from white bone, upon which sat a towering hundred-zhang Buddha statue made entirely of gleaming white bone like jade, its joints locked together like shackles, seated cross-legged.

The girl's aura astonishingly reached the Venerable level, and was nearly at the Venerable-level Great Perfection!

"Wu Nu…" Wu Tie stared wide-eyed, glaring fiercely at the girl; judging by the corners of her eyes and brows, she must be the Wu Nu whom Zhuyue took away years ago. After all this time, the Wu Nu, who was once such a small child, has grown taller, yet why does she still look eleven or twelve?

She simply hasn't grown up at all.

Zhuyue… are they docking Wu Nu's rations?

But looking at Wu Nu's aura… Wu Tie couldn't help but break into a cold sweat on his forehead; if not for the recent string of fortuitous encounters that had wildly boosted his cultivation over the past few months, he might still fall short of Wu Nu's realm!

Venerable-level Great Perfection!

Wu Nu is the reincarnation of an ancient great power who feigned death, taking form by borrowing Wu Tie's essence and blood.

Such terrifying cultivation must be the foundation and accumulation from Wu Nu's previous life.

Terrifying, terrifying, it's simply terrifyingly strong.

Wu Nu gently swayed her White Bone Banner; any demon that came within a hundred li of her body inexplicably turned into a puddle of white bone, which then shattered, and strand after strand of white essence was sucked into the banner, quietly increasing the aura of both the banner and the White Bone Buddha atop her head.

In the brief moment Wu Tie spent observing her, at least seven Venerable-level demons were likewise slain silently by Wu Nu.

Wu Nu felt Wu Tie's gaze; she turned her head, looked deeply at him, then gave a slight smile, placed her palms together in a salute to Wu Tie. Her eyes were deep, calm, and filled with a transcendent wisdom.

Wu Tie solemnly returned the salute.

He instantly knew: this Wu Nu… the one who used to climb and play on his shoulder was long gone; the present Wu Nu has reclaimed her former identity.

Having participated in the Primordial Great War and feigned death to escape, this primordial great power… Wu Nu is her, yet she is not merely a Wu Nu. She is an existence so transcendent that even Wu Tie must treat her with utmost reverence, addressing her as an 'elder senior'.

Their friendship can continue, but there's no need to mention familial ties any further.

"Zhuyue, once this affair is over we'll settle the accounts..." Wu Tie smirked: "Just look at Wu Nu's head—you're definitely docking her rations."

Sonorous dragon roars rang out.

Bai Ying stood on the prow of the No. 1 vessel, shoulder to shoulder with Pei Feng; her long hair flowed freely, her white robe billowing without wind like white wings in a frenzied dance.

Above her head, the void trembled, clouds and winds surged, and a massive Bronze Divine Palace struggled forth from the void, descending into the present age.

In ages past, the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace was the state artifact of the Great Jin Divine Kingdom; Wu Tie had never before seen its full appearance!

Wu Tie had always thought the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace was merely an ordinary innate spiritual treasure, given the overall strength of the Great Jin Divine Kingdom—how could they possess anything too formidable?

But today, Bai Ying, now of Venerable-level cultivation, exerted her full power; the aura emanating from the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace made Wu Tie's eyes widen in astonishment.

This is certainly no ordinary innate item; rather, among supreme innate treasures it ranks among the foremost heavyweights.

"Goodness, it's incredible... if the Great Jin Divine Kingdom could have ever fully mastered the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace back then, the Great Wei and Great Wu would have been nothing to them." Wu Tie gazed at the bronze-colored palace stretching thousands of miles, its aura ancient and primordial, slowly flying out, and couldn't help but shake his head in admiration.

Dragon-Slaying Platforms spewed thunder and lightning as they flew from the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace; huge bronze pillars, thick bronze chains, and countless incredibly sharp Bronze Dragon-Slaying Sabres gleamed upon the platforms.

Countless bronze chains howled as they swept down, instantly binding nearly a hundred Venerable-level great powers from the demon horde.

Those Venerable-level great powers shouted in surprise and rage, yet the divine sigils and patterns on the bronze chains flared, forcibly suppressing all their struggles and resistance.

Nearly a hundred Venerable-level demons were hauled onto the Dragon-Slaying Platform; at the sound of a blade, they reverted to their true forms—demons ranging from hundreds to thousands of li in size lay prone upon the platform, and as the blade's light flashed, their massive heads fell like meteors.

The hatch of the No. 1 vessel flung open, a furious gale burst forth, and the Grand Dao Furnace spewed flames, gulping down the massive corpses of nearly a hundred Venerable-level demons in one swallow.

In just a few breaths, a freshly forged small God-Slaying Vessel shot out from the vast hatch of the No. 1 vessel; many members of Wuguo swiftly boarded it, quickly directing the great ship forward to attack the army of Lava Giant Gods ahead.

Heavenly thunder rained down like rain, countless sword lights crisscrossed; each God-Slaying Vessel that joined the battle inflicted tremendous pressure and heavy casualties upon the Lava Giant Gods.

"Fighting to sustain fighting—how marvelous." Wu Tie laughed... this was indeed the true meaning of sustaining war through war: gathering materials on the battlefield, forging new massive warships there, and deploying them immediately.

Such deeds greatly boost the morale of Wuguo and the human race.

However, for the army of myriad gods and the demon legions they bring, such a blow to morale is catastrophic.

"Kill!" Wu Tie smiled, waved from afar to Pei Feng and Bai Ying, then strode forward to cut down the enemy. He came to the side of Wu Jin, Wu Yin, and Wu Tong, standing at the forefront of the great host of Wu clan elites.

"Elder brother, let's go reinforce the Wahuang Miao!" Wu Tie pointed to the nearby Wahuang Miao: "Be careful—these vermin are vicious."

Luo Chen, along with other youths who had come to assist, each bringing their own retinue, rushed to join forces with Wu Tie.

The combined strength displayed by the Wuguo army was astonishing.

So many Venerable-level great powers.

So many elite troops.

So many massive war machines.

Without a doubt, Wu Tie's Wuguo is the largest contingent of human forces reinforcing Wahuang Island; thus these youths naturally gathered around him.

Luo Chen! Luo Chen raised his silver spear, introducing himself to Wu Jin and the others.

"Ju Wu Ba!" the youth riding a black tiger and wielding a large axe, from the vortex great rock cavern, proudly pointed at his own nose: "My father gave me this name, I don't like it—I am Ju Wu Ba!" Hahaha!

"Feng Ling!" a youth with a clean‑cut face, even a touch of shyness, waved the long sword in his hand and nodded at Wu Tie and his companions.

"Zhao Heiwa… my father doesn't like me, the name he gave me isn't great, but I've used it for so many years I can't bear to change it." A youth with a pale complexion, but with a palm‑sized black birthmark on his forehead, laughed and waved at Wu Tie.

"Han Di Yi Sheng Lei… hey, brothers, don't laugh, I'm a mountain bandit by birth—my father, my grandfather, all our ancestors were mountain bandit chiefs." A youth with a red headscarf tied around his neck, his brows full of heroic spirit, laughed and said: "My name is embarrassing—it's Qian Jin Yin… hey, just call me Han Di Yi Sheng Lei, that's our stronghold's nickname on the road!"

The youths one after another reported their backgrounds.

There were scions of noble clans, members of the imperial cadet branches, scholars' offspring, mountain bandits and drifters, stronghold leaders, cave masters, mountain chiefs, ship captains, fishermen, hunters, butchers, blacksmiths — people from all walks of life……

There were no lofty heavenly nobility, no seasoned old schemers, no ruthless hearts that stopped at nothing, no plots and calculations for power and profit……

They were chosen by Wahuang Island, and in their hearts they still possessed the youthful, primitive, pure fervor unique to young people.

They did not fuss over personal gains and losses, they did not ponder grandiose, chaotic schemes, and they even tended to be a bit simple‑minded.

They could still, because of that surge of fervor, do some impulsive things.

So, when the elder matriarchs of Wahuang Island gave a single call, they brought along their like‑minded brothers and boldly stormed into Wahuang Island, without looking ahead or behind, without calculating profit or loss, without hesitation, without fear.

You could say they are pure, you could say they are…… a bit stupid!

But sometimes, if a tribe lacks such 'simpletons,' and everyone is shrewd, clever, wise, and staid, then that tribe's demise is not far off.

Just like those who sat beyond Wahuang Island's seas, cross‑legged on the back of a giant dragon, quietly 'watching the tigers fight from the mountain.'

If a tribe is filled with such shrewd, experienced strategists, and not a single person dares to go against the tide of blood‑sea and fire‑mountain as a 'simpleton,' then that tribe truly has no hope.

"Brothers…… after today's battle, I'll treat you all to drink!" Wu Tie raised his right hand and vigorously swung the holy sword in his hand.

"Yohew!" The hundreds of youths gathered around Wu Tie shouted in unison, while the brothers following behind to join the battle burst into loud laughter.

They and Wu Tie, between themselves, had never met before in their lives.

But between themselves, it felt as if they had known each other for many years, with not a trace of unfamiliarity.

Just like Wu Tie, Wu Jin, Wu Yin, and Wu Tong, they were not brothers by blood, yet at this moment they each felt an instinctive intuition that these people were ones to whom they could entrust their backs—'brothers' who would support each other on the battlefield.

Luo Chen hefted his silver spear, gazed at the vast army of Wuguo, and sincerely sighed: "Brother, I've never been convinced by anyone in my life…… but, Wu Tie brother, I'm convinced!"

"Goodness, how did you manage to scrape together this much wealth? Brother, I've been leading a bunch of brothers for years, struggling all the time, and I just can't save any money."

"Is it that you're too clever, or that I'm too stupid?"

The large force had already charged into the magma giant's battle formation, and Wu Tie split one magma giant in half with a single sword strike, then burst into loud laughter.

The colossus swung his huge axe like a whirlwind; a single sweep shattered over ten magma giants. He laughed wildly: "Hahaha, you're definitely too stupid… hehe, my old man always calls me a dumb donkey—I've never been able to save money, always living a hard life. Luo Chen brother, you and I are the same—we can't save money, so you're also a dumb donkey!"

Luo Chen turned blue‑with‑rage, he roared 'Ao—Ao!' and his silver spear instantly pierced to death nearly a hundred nearby magma giants.

Luo Chen was so angry his innards felt like they might burst forth, the colossus's words were enough to make someone explode with rage…… yet Luo Chen couldn't rebut, after all, nobody could save money…… this…… seems, in terms of IQ, we're all on the same level?

The Wuguo army was advancing.

With the help of ever more youths rushing to Wahuang Island as reinforcements, the Wuguo army advanced with unstoppable momentum.

Xuanwu, Chiji, Youyi, and Xu Po had no time to attack the Wahuang Miao; they led the main forces of the four great divine clans and marched toward Wu Tie's side.

They realized that Wu Tie and his companions were now humanity's strongest, last line of resistance.

If they could eliminate Wu Tie and his group, the gods could smoothly sweep clean Wahuang Island.

Qingning toyed with the murderous dagger in his hand, revealing an extremely subtle smile: "I knew you wouldn't trust a prince to control my soul; you'll definitely have the five of you join forces to control my soul."

They really are a bunch of naïve simpletons.

"Hehe, great ancestral spirits, do you feel it? These five evil souls? Once they are exterminated, the gods' frontier observation will fall into utter chaos!"