Chapter 669: What Year Is It Tonight (23)

【"Anyway, you wouldn't be able to help even if you went up there; you'd only be a nuisance. What is there to be in such a rush for?"】

Dong Yushu:?

Wait, huh?

Although being described as so incompetent made Dong Yushu feel somewhat embarrassed, thinking that she was, after all, a top-tier heaven's pride of the Southern Border Shenzhou and shouldn't receive such an evaluation...

But she was still very clear that this existence was not someone she could refute, and she could only obediently nod.

"... What the lord says is true."

Her main vibe was just being well-behaved.

If there were anyone familiar with her, they certainly wouldn't be able to recognize that this honest and obedient little girl in front of them was the same person as "Jade-Faced Shu."

Jade-Faced Shu was a proud and cold hidden dragon heaven's pride, bearing not even half a resemblance to this obedient-looking fellow.

Hmm, though they did look like they were carved from the same mold... how strange.

Ren Yidao heard the forbearance and defiance in the young girl's reply, chuckled twice, and said playfully: 【"Hmm, you little one, don't be unconvinced. If you are determined to rush to your death, I won't stop you."】

Creak—

The great door in front opened a crack, and one could walk out of here with just a gentle push.

At the same time, as the gap appeared, the aura from the outside world surged in.

Whoosh—

A violent blast of air squeezed through the gap, hitting Dong Yushu directly in the face, causing her to squint her eyes and forcing her to stagger back several steps uncontrollably.

This is!!?

The battle outside far exceeded her imagination!

She had originally thought the situation outside would be one-sided, with that Divine Servant sweeping away the rat demons with ease.

After all, he was a spokesperson for the Immortal Gods and possessed the strength of the Formless Peak; from their conversation earlier, those three rat demons were quite wary of him.

But Dong Yushu had not expected... the real situation was different from what she had thought.

The situation was indeed one-sided, but the one with the upper hand was not the Nine-Eyed Divine Servant, but those three rat demons!

They didn't know what treasure they had used, but they had actually managed to trap the Formless Peak Divine Servant with strength that didn't even reach the Formless stage!

The Nine-Eyed Divine Servant's Nu mask was more than half shattered, with only four eyeballs remaining, all of which were streaming scarlet blood tears, and the Crimson Wings behind him had also been torn in half.

The aura on his entire body had also fallen from the Formless Peak to the Formless early-stage, and it was still fluctuating, with a strong trend of continuing to drop!

The Four-Eyed Divine Servant's half-exposed pale face from behind the Nu mask was full of ferocity, murderous intent boiling in his pupils, wishing he could swallow the three rat demons in front of him alive!

"You! Don't think you can trap me!"

"I will kill you! I will definitely kill you later!"

On the other side, the condition of Shuda and the others could not be called good either; they looked even more miserable than the Divine Servant.

Two of the younger brothers were on the verge of death, their bodies mutilated as if they had been gnawed on by a giant beast, especially Shuer, whose half-body and half-face had already disappeared, and it looked like his soul was about to return to the Demon Emperor.

Only Shuda looked relatively intact, having only lost one forearm.

Its aura had reached the level of the Wuxiang Mid-stage, but the strength it could exert barely reached the Wuxiang early-stage, only just managing to tie with the Divine Servant without gaining the upper hand.

Clearly, the power of Shuda and the others did not belong to them, but was the result of using forbidden arts, trading their own flesh and blood for a short-term burst of Dharma Power.

"Kill us? Hahahaha! How could I possibly let you go today!?"

Shuda's expression at this moment was no kinder than the Nine-Eyed Divine Servant's; the expression on the rat head could only be described as insane.

"Stay here for me! I will use your corpse to be buried with my brothers!!!"

By this moment, with the two brothers who had accompanied it for a lifetime about to perish here, it had fallen into a state of semi-madness, with only one thought left in its heart: to kill the Nine-Eyed Divine Servant.

As for anything else, Shuda no longer had the energy to consider it.

Returning to the Demon Race to slap their faces, devouring the Human Race, contending with heaven's prides... none of it mattered anymore.

It didn't care!

To the Human Race, it was a treacherous, backstabbing, shameless villain.

To the Demon Race, it was a disobedient thorn in the side, looked down upon and never valued.

But to its brothers, it was the best older brother.

They were born of the same mother, nine brothers in total; having come this far, the only three left would be separated today, leaving only Shuda alone...

"Since my brothers are all dead, I don't want to live either! Big brother will definitely avenge you!!!"

After speaking, it reverted to its original form, turning into a giant black rat, opened its mouth, and swallowed its two brothers, who still had a breath left, in one gulp!

Crack!

Accompanied by the chilling sound of chewing, two lines of blood tears flowed from the rat's eyes, and Shuda's aura climbed once more, rushing toward the Formless late-stage!

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

As the light of day broke, eight similar yet distinct rat heads sprouted from various parts of the giant rat's body, roaring together.

Roar!!!

Seeing such a chilling and bizarre scene, the Divine Servant seemed to realize something; he actually raised his hands, gouged out the eyeballs from his own sockets, and then crushed them.

Pop!

Along with the bursting of the pupils, dozens of eyes suddenly appeared on the shattered wings behind him, all opening at once to look at the giant rat.

He roared in a voice that did not sound human: "The Divine Lord will not let you off!"

The tragic intensity of the battle outside left Dong Yushu speechless; for a moment, she even forgot to breathe.

This...

She had thought wrong.

According to her original estimate, even if she couldn't steadily defeat Shuda, she could at least fight to a draw.

But looking at it now, she had truly been wrong to such an outrageous degree!

The trump cards of those three rat demons were too terrifying; if pushed to the brink, they would actually devour their own brothers to gain fearsome strength.

That Nine-Eyed Divine Servant, though not lacking in strength, had also fallen into their hands...

Wait!?

Just as she was thinking this, Dong Yushu suddenly realized something.

Hadn't they just started fighting?

How did it look as if they had been locked in a bitter struggle for half the night, fighting with real fury, and had begun using life-risking techniques?

No, they had indeed been locked in a bitter struggle for a long time, because the sky had already brightened!

Here...

Half a month in the Daoist Temple was but a fleeting moment in the outside world, yet half a night in the outside world was but a fleeting moment in the temple.

Was the flow of time here fast or slow?

With Dong Yushu's level of Asking Dao, she naturally could not come up with an answer, but that did not prevent her from understanding that this existence was far more terrifying than she had previously estimated...

And Ren Yidao stood to the side, watching the girl's bewildered, disheveled, and fearful expression, and chuckled: "Here, if you want to get involved, please do; I certainly won't stop you."

Gulp.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shook her head frantically, indicating that she had better not get involved.

"No, no, no!"

Dong Yushu could not see Ren Yidao and did not know he was right beside her, otherwise she would have been even more nervous.

But feeling that it wouldn't be good to just say nothing at all, she hesitated for a moment and forced a conversation, asking:

"My Lord, didn't you... just say you were watching a play?"

But now, it was all over.

"I was watching a play; they were fighting quite interestingly. Did you not see it?"

Hm?

Dong Yushu blinked, just about to explain, when she heard the master of the Daoist Temple mutter to himself with realization:

"Oh, it is because your strength is too poor. If you want to see it, then practice more."

Dong Yushu:...?

She suddenly discovered that the master of the Daoist Temple, whom she imagined to be terrifying in strength and exalted in status, seemed a bit... not quite serious?

Just as she was thinking something slightly offensive, she heard another question:

"Right, let me ask you something."

"What year is it now?"