Chapter 172: Demonic Flames Raging

In a forest full of red maple trees.

Countless colorful poisonous snakes were all frantically surging toward the center of the forest.

There, seven or eight corpses of Four Symbols Sect disciples and more than ten spirit beasts lay in disarray. Each corpse was wrapped in various poisonous snakes, and thick black Qi shrouded the surfaces of these corpses.

In the middle of these corpses sat a graceful woman dressed in red and green clothes. She had exquisite features, snow-white skin, and long hair draped over her shoulders. Several leather bags of different colors hung from her waist, and she held a jade flute that was dripping with emerald green, placing it in her mouth as if she were playing something. In front of her sat a large, pale yellow wooden bowl.

Clearly, the flute flashed with yellow-green spiritual patterns from time to time, but no sound was emitted. At the same time, dense poisonous snakes were spitting various kinds of venom into the wooden bowl on their own.

This made the entire forest permeate with a thick, fishy stench.

But the woman turned a blind eye to it. Instead, seeing the venom in the wooden bowl increase at a speed visible to the naked eye, she couldn't help but reveal a joyful expression.

In a pile of rubble at the edge of the mountain range, thirteen or fourteen Thousand Bamboo Sect and Sunset Sect disciples were desperately besieging a giant ape a zhang tall, covered in black hair.

The black hair on the ape's body seemed incomparably hard. No matter how the artifacts and spells landed on its body, other than making the hair somewhat messy, it remained completely unharmed.

Instead, this giant ape leaped high and then landed heavily, inevitably trampling a disciple into a pulp.

No matter how these people dodged and defended, or even used escape techniques to enter the ground, after the ape landed, there would inevitably be a corpse turned into a pulp under its feet, as if these people had actively delivered themselves to the feet of this giant ape, which appeared very eerie.

In a short while, this giant black ape trampled everyone to death one by one. The last Thousand Bamboo Sect disciple was scared into turning around and fleeing into the air, but was also kicked into the ground below by the giant ape falling from high altitude, meeting the same fate.

The giant black ape looked left and right. After confirming that there were no more opponents nearby, it hammered its chest with both hands, and its body began to shrink rapidly. The black hair on its body also shrank quickly, eventually turning into a thin, weak youth.

This youth was twenty-three or twenty-four years old, his face somewhat pale, and a large blood-pattern mark between his eyebrows was very eye-catching. He was also draped in a black ape beast skin, but this beast skin was already riddled with holes, as if it could no longer be used.

"This fur-draping secret technique of Wan Shoushan is indeed powerful, it's just that it consumes these specially refined beast skins too much. That Four Beasts Gate is also good at beast-driving methods; I don't know if there is a similar improved secret technique. I'd like to go and see it.

I'll go catch a few Four Symbols Sect disciples in a while and force them to ask. It's just that I haven't used interrogation methods for a long time, and I don't know if I've become rusty," the pale youth muttered a few times, threw away the black ape skin on his body, and swaggered away from the rubble pile.

By the side of a rippling lake, just over a hundred meters from the shore, a lonely boat was floating quietly. Standing on it was a woman in a pink long dress.

This woman's eyes were not very big, her mouth was not very small, and her nose was not very straight, but she just stood there, and her posture made the whole world lose some color. Every move, every glance, and every smile was enough to make men in the world go crazy for her.

On the nearby shore, more than twenty male disciples from the four sects of the Great Ming Prefecture and the demonic sects stood quietly, gazing infatuatedly at the woman on the lonely boat, their noses and mouths filled with a faint, ghostly fragrance.

This fragrance made these men intoxicated and soul-stirred, wanting only to look at this woman like this, not wanting to spend any effort to think about anything, as if they could wait until the day the world changed and the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled.

"Enchantress of the Joyous Palace, go to hell."

The water surface near the lonely boat suddenly burst open. Amidst the sharp rebuke of another woman, a white light pierced toward the woman on the lonely boat like lightning, as if it were about to pierce through her body the next moment.

"Bang!"

The woman in the pink long dress didn't move on the lonely boat. A purple-gold shield suddenly appeared on her body, just in time to block the white light and knock it away, causing it to fall into the water. It turned out to be a pale, blurry short blade.

Almost at the same time, a blue banner appeared above the woman's head, shaking slightly.

The nearby lake surface suddenly surged with waves, and the lake water spun frantically. At the place where the water surface had burst earlier, a giant whirlpool appeared out of thin air. In the center of the whirlpool, a Thousand Bamboo Sect female disciple appeared, dizzy and unable to control her body to stop, being flushed by the frantic water flow.

With a "Whoosh!"

The wet, delicate body of the Thousand Bamboo Sect woman and the short blade were spat out by the whirlpool, falling right at the feet of the woman on the lonely boat.

"Enchantress, I want to..."

This Thousand Bamboo Sect female disciple with heroic features couldn't care that her whole body was soft and her hands and feet were weak. The moment she looked up at the woman of peerless grace to speak, she spat out another slender white light from her mouth, shooting straight toward her opponent's throat.

"Clang!"

Without seeing the woman in the pink long dress make any move, the purple-gold shield flashed and blocked the white light again, knocking it away once more. It was actually a translucent thin needle.

"Look at me."

The woman in the pink long dress didn't change her expression at all toward all this. She just said a sentence to her opponent nonchalantly and then looked at her.

"Enchantress, you... so beautiful..."

The Thousand Bamboo Sect female disciple only met the woman's clear, water-like eyes for a moment, and the gaze that was originally full of anger suddenly became sluggish.

Just at this moment, bursts of ghostly fragrance entered the female disciple's mouth and nose. Soon, the fierce expression on her face vanished, replaced by the same sluggish and infatuated expression.

"Go, use this knife to kill all those men on the shore," the woman in the pink long dress looked at the white short blade on the lonely boat, reached out and touched the pretty face of the Thousand Bamboo Sect female disciple, and ordered lightly.

"Yes, kill all the men on the shore," the female disciple repeated the words of the woman in the pink long dress like she was possessed, bent down to pick up the short blade on the lonely boat, turned around, and vanished into the lake water.

In the time of ten or so breaths, the female disciple's figure appeared in the water on the shore.

She held the short blade in her hand, walked onto the shore step by step, constantly repeating the words "kill all the men on the shore," and then aimed at the crowd on the shore who were still infatuatedly looking at the woman in the pink long dress, stabbing them one by one with the short blade in her hand.

In a short while, the shore was flowing with blood, and all the men had fallen into a pool of blood, but all of them had their eyes open, still wearing infatuated expressions on their faces.

Only the Thousand Bamboo Sect female disciple stood in the pile of corpses holding the short blade, with the same infatuated expression on her face.

Just at this moment, the woman in the pink long dress didn't know how she had arrived behind the female disciple again. With her head slightly lowered, she said lightly by her earlobe:

"Go, go and kill all the men you see, not one left." ===== CHAPTER 173 =====