Chapter 816

Miserable, want to vomit!

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years, whole decades! These Fate Vessel bearers haven't felt this way in decades.

Stomachs convulsing wildly, mouths opening, they vomited up several mouthfuls of bile, some splattering on their own faces, some on others' faces.

Quickly dried completely by the knife-like cold wind.

Not to mention Nine-Star Fate Vessel bearers, even Heavenly Vessel Venerables were no exception.

Hair disheveled, bodies emitting a strange stench, like a group of wind-dried salted fish.

Too fast.

That guy calling himself Tang Xuanzang, carrying them bait along, the flying speed was really too fast.

So fast that even these Fate Vessel bearers, originally accustomed to soaring through heavens and diving into earth, high-speed flight, couldn't endure it, like an ordinary person stuffed into a tumble dryer, rolling over and over.

Fortunately these Fate Vessel bearers had already fought fiercely for several days before this.

Only drank some water, didn't eat.

Otherwise, what they vomited up wouldn't be just bile.

In their ears only the howling wind, before their eyes scenery rushing backward extremely fast, a blur, and companions sharing the same wretched fate, those dazed expressions, lifeless eyes.

Venerable Xinghe saw Venerable Tianyu's expression like an idiot, realized he himself was no better off.

Involuntarily sorrow welled up from within, miserable, want to vomit, want to cry.

As a Heavenly Mandate Venerable, he naturally wouldn't cry, merely tears flowed down.

Five barely somewhat presentable Heavenly Mandate Venerables wanted to speak, beg Tang Luo to slow down, yet didn't dare.

Because chasing and killing them from behind, there were too many Extraterrestrial Demons!

Really too many!

Rough estimate, at least several million in magnitude, so many Extraterrestrial Demons chasing and killing, forming a long huge shadow behind them.

And the number still increasing, Extraterrestrial Demons constantly appearing from all directions.

Not simply chasing from behind, but a dragnet from heaven and earth, pursuit and interception everywhere.

If not for running fast enough, they would've long been cornered and annihilated somewhere.

However even so, the situation grows worse and worse, Extraterrestrial Demons more and more numerous.

Even that Tang Xuanzang atop who convinced everyone with his fists, probably can't hold out either.

Venerable Xinghe had already foreseen their future.

Discarded as pawns by that Tang Xuanzang, fulfilling the mission of bait.

"Back then nobody said being bait would be like this!"

Venerable Xinghe and the others roared in their hearts.

They thought they'd gather in one place, attract quite a few Extraterrestrial Demons' attention, have a big slaughter, then move to the next place, have another big slaughter.

Three to five times and it'd be done.

Unexpectedly, only the first few days were fought fiercely, the subsequent days, they were all human kites.

This is fundamentally nothing like what was agreed upon!

You this is simply not fishing!

This is... this is...

Anyway everyone finds it very hard to find suitable vocabulary to describe, depict Tang Xuanzang's behavior.

Can only say, the other party hugging a huge volcano ran wildly all the way.

Thrilling is very thrilling, but it'll get people killed.

Even if some Fate Vessel bearers initially felt it was thrilling, after being wind-dried this long, they couldn't get thrilled anymore.

"Master, almost there."

Streamer light flashed, Sun Wukong crossed ten thousand eight thousand li distance, caught up to Ao Yulie descending.

"Mm, Little White Dragon, go to the place where we initially gathered Extraterrestrial Demons." Tang Luo said.

"Alright, Master." Ao Yulie adjusted direction, flew toward the place where Tang Luo and them initially gathered Extraterrestrial Demons.

That plate, before Tang Luo and them left for the Heavenly Mandate Alliance, had already gathered several million Extraterrestrial Demons.

Although now somewhat dispersed, the vast majority still remain active there.

Plus the Extraterrestrial Demons Tang Luo and them brought now.

Quantity has already exceeded ten million.

In each War Fog zone, relatively scattered Extraterrestrial Demons, vast majority are chasing and killing Fate Vessel bearers, gradually converging together.

Next Tang Luo and their route is very clear, walk through those remaining few plates.

Draw out all those Extraterrestrial Demons, the final destination, is that most dangerous Level Four plate.

There finish the job in one battle, exterminate Extraterrestrial Demons.

As for exterminating all Extraterrestrial Demons, not leaving any slip through the net, this is impossible.

Extraterrestrial Demons numerous, also quite adept at hiding, even if Tang Luo and them wanted to achieve this, would need to consume time — unless, play a big one, thoroughly destroy this world.

That way, Extraterrestrial Demons certainly would be gone.

But this kind of thing, Tang Luo certainly wouldn't do.

Although he is a cruel ruthless demon monk, yet not to such an extreme degree.

"Little White Dragon, you're really good at flying now." Returned-from-scouting Sun Wukong said to Ao Yulie.

"So-so." Ao Yulie mouth humble, but that smug air on him practically soaring to the heavens.

On this point, he indeed has the capital to be smug.

After injury re-cultivation, strength recovery progress a bit below expectations, plus Tang Luo leaving everyone in the dust, Ao Yulie let alone catch sight of his back, can't even see a shadow.

At that time, Ao Yulie mobilized astonishing wisdom and found another path for himself.

And he walked out a Great Dao that reached the heavens.

Now, in terms of frontal combat power, Ao Yulie might not necessarily match his former peak self.

But in terms of speed, let's put it this way: even Sun Wukong could only possibly catch up to Ao Yulie for a short time.

Given more time, he would be shaken off by Ao Yulie.

Ao Yulie's speed has already surpassed the Golden-Winged Great Peng.

Coupled with his damage-tanking level honed over many years, Ao Yulie can proudly say: looking across all the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, those who can make me, Ao Yulie, unable to escape in an encounter battle number no more than... hmm, just a handful.

Even Sun Wukong cannot necessarily claim he could kill Ao Yulie.

Tang Luo, on the other hand, could.

After all, he has the Life-and-Death Buddha Land, the mocking-series Rebirth Guidance Finger and Great Hand Seal.

These are all divine abilities and spells meant to prevent fast-running enemies from escaping.

Several more days passed.

Those Fate Vessel bearers had already become completely numb, no longer calculating how many Extraterrestrial Demons were chasing behind them — fifty million? Sixty million? Seventy million?

Even over a hundred million?

What significance is there in calculating these?

At the same time, they also discovered that their strength before the Extraterrestrial Demons was truly not worth mentioning.

The total number of the human race naturally isn't small; it exceeds the Extraterrestrial Demons.

But Fate Vessel bearers really aren't that numerous.

The human race cannot achieve universal conscription, while the Extraterrestrial Demons — even the weakest miner caste — can fight Fate Vessel bearers.

This is the gap.

If not for that Tang Xuanzang fishing, the Fate Vessel bearers would never have discovered the gap between the two sides had actually reached such an exaggerated degree.

Now that they've discovered it, within the despair there is a trace of hope.

That Tang Xuanzang did this — in the end, wasn't it just to flee in a sorry state?

Who knows, maybe he really has a way to severely damage the Extraterrestrial Demons?

While the many Fate Vessel bearers were letting their thoughts run wild, Ao Yulie had already rushed into the Level-4 Plate.

It's also interesting to note: not long after entering the Level-4 Plate, the vast Extraterrestrial Demon army chasing them slowed down.

For Extraterrestrial Demons to catch up to Ao Yulie naturally consumes an enormous amount.

Many Extraterrestrial Demons directly gave themselves to other Extraterrestrial Demons as nourishment.

Only thus could they sustain the pursuit; however, no matter how great the consumption, it is still far lower than the replenishment.

The Extraterrestrial Demons' sudden speed drop now is definitely not because they can't hold on.

The slowing Extraterrestrial Demon army changed from its original elongated shape, gradually forming an incomparably huge spherical encirclement.

Completely wrapping up this Level-4 zone.

And it's a "solid sphere" whose central gaps keep shrinking.

Within the spherical encirclement, Ao Yulie continued flying.

At this moment, the concealment illusion covering them had already been dispelled; Tang Luo and the others were completely exposed in the sight of all Extraterrestrial Demons.

But it doesn't matter anymore; the Extraterrestrial Demons who came chasing the Fate Vessel bearers could not possibly retreat because of Tang Luo's group's appearance under these circumstances.

A gigantic Extraterrestrial Demons extended its sharp claws, grabbing at Ao Yulie's dragon body.

Zhu Bajie formed a hand seal; black lightning flickered, coiling around that Extraterrestrial Demon.

Quickly turning it into a pile of black ashes.

Just killed one, and several more gigantic Extraterrestrial Demons struck.

The might they exuded made even the Heavenly Vessel Venerables somewhat apprehensive.

This was the first time they had seen such colossal Extraterrestrial Demons.

Neither human nor beast nor insect; one part resembled gigantic sky-pillars standing between heaven and earth, bizarre claws growing out, grabbing at everyone.

Another part resembled some kind of disc, ribbon-like things growing out, whipping the surrounding heaven and earth.

And a few were perfect cubes, with openings constantly appearing on them, beams of destructive annihilation light shooting out from the openings.

The Heavenly Vessel Venerables instantly understood why four Heavenly Vessel Venerables joining forces would still fall here.

Not counting the Extraterrestrial Demon encirclement outside, just these gigantic Extraterrestrial Demons alone are enough to annihilate them, these Heavenly Vessel Venerables.

Ao Yulie continued flying forward, looking still composed and unhurried, not panicked in the slightest.

In reality, on his dragon claws hung an enormous Buddhist bead; on the bead, Sha Wujing's phantom sat cross-legged, ready to act at any moment to protect his junior martial brother.

The main attacker now is Zhu Bajie.

After killing several gigantic Extraterrestrial Demons with Yin Thunder, Zhu Bajie unhesitatingly took out the Nine-Toothed Rake, leaped up, and engaged the surrounding gigantic Extraterrestrial Demons in melee.

The Nine-Toothed Rake in his hand danced wildly, radiance and flames fluttering like snow.

The momentum was extremely astonishing.

This time Zhu Bajie didn't slack off, but exerted great strength.

Eldest Senior Brother's sharp gaze was watching from behind.

"Huh, what's that?"

Ao Yulie saw in the distant mid-air a black cocoon, from which spider-leg-like things extended, piercing into the ground.

Red light flashed on it, feeling like an eye staring at everyone.

A wave of malice rushed at them, making even those Heavenly Vessel Venerables struggle to breathe.

As if standing in a mountain of corpses and sea of blood, an endless battlefield!

But this malice was not aimed at them, but at all living beings, to drag every living thing into war and destroy them!

"War—"

Not belonging to any language, a deep, muffled sound emanated from the black cocoon.

Cracks appeared one after another, the black cocoon shattered, and a tall man walked out from within.

He wore black armor, his blood-red hair fluttering, and in his hand he held a strange weapon—neither spear, nor sword, nor blade, or rather, it was spear, sword, and blade all at once.

Endless cold weapons shifted and transformed in his hand.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ao Yulie seemed to see guns, cannons, missiles, and the like flash by.

What he held in his hand was a weapon of war!

That deep, muffled sound was not the man speaking, but his aura shouting and roaring forth from his body!

His face was firm and frenzied, as if the very person was war itself, the embodiment of war!

He lifted his head, his gaze falling upon Tang Luo and the others.

The war weapon in his hand slowly rose, pointing at them.

"Let me handle this!"

Sun Wukong shouted loudly and charged straight at "War," while Tang Luo instantly broke the Flowing Water Seal and hurled the Golden Hooped Staff forward.

The Golden Hooped Staff spun, one end landing in Sun Wukong's hand.

Sun Wukong gripped the Golden Hooped Staff, without the slightest pause, and swung it down at "War" in one fluid motion.

"Take this blow from your grandfather Sun!"

Accompanied by the familiar shout, the Golden Hooped Staff traced layer upon layer of golden-red staff shadows.

War's frenzied face seemed to freeze for a moment, and the raised war weapon was lifted to block above his head.

All the extraterritorial heavenly demons around trembled, instantly becoming transparent, as if all their power had been gathered onto War.

The Golden Hooped Staff fell, striking the war weapon.

A black void was born in the collision, then vanished in an instant.

The war weapon, along with the void, disappeared together, leaving no trace, not even a shattered scene.

The Golden Hooped Staff continued with unstoppable force, smashing into War's head.

Like a water ball bursting, water splashed and spread outward.

War exploded into a mass of black blood mist!