Chapter 1284: The Control of the Sacred Beasts

Chapter 1284: The Control of the Sacred Beasts

A multitude of Sacred Beasts emerged from the Sacred Mountain, seemingly released from their seals, rampaging without restraint.

The pollution of the water sources drove them mad, as the springs everywhere became demonized and gradually transformed into Magic Springs, intensifying their frenzy.

With the passage now sealed, the Demon Realm’s faction couldn’t retreat for the time being, igniting their resolve to fight to the last.

Lin Nuo vaguely sensed the chains’ effectiveness diminishing; he was not as agile as before and felt the malice emanating from the Sacred Realm.

“Cough…”

Lin Nuo coughed a few times, causing Su Kexin and Luo Xiaoxue to panic and rush to inquire about his condition:

“Senior Brother, what’s wrong?”

“Lin the Hero, you seem to be in worse shape…”

Lin Nuo intentionally resisted their overly enthusiastic concern; after all, getting close to them in this situation was not wise.

Their formidable abilities could exacerbate his discomfort.

Could it be that they weakened the resistance chains’ effects?

He wasn’t sure.

“The passage is sealed, and the chains are just losing their effect. If they completely fail, you can dig a grave for me.”

“Ah? Senior Brother, don’t scare me. You can traverse the heavens and earth, invincible, not to…”

Su Kexin couldn’t figure out whether Lin Nuo was joking or serious, hoping it was the former.

“We need to help them cast spells to reopen the passage.”

Lin Nuo adjusted his condition and stated,

“They’re in internal strife, and if we don’t intervene, it’ll be impossible for them to buy time to recast their spells. Although I don’t want to, we must give them a hand.”

Lin Nuo strategized, dubbing it the “Protective Battle for the Enemy,” guarding the enemy, and perhaps by sheer luck, catching the last train to escape.

Of course, he advised Su Kexin and Luo Xiaoxue to keep an eye out and not accidentally obliterate the demon master casting spells with their Sacred Light.

However, just as Lin Nuo and the others were about to clear the obstacles and protect the Handa Alliance from the Demon Realm, something unexpected happened.

A colossal Giant Dragon flew from the Sacred Mountain, roaring at the demon master casting spells. Its breath surged forth in an instant, turning both spies and guards into nothingness.

The possibility of reopening the passage was completely dashed, disappearing without a trace.

“Uh…”

Lin Nuo felt a slight shock; the power of this Sacred Dragon was no joke—a single breath had wiped out the guards.

That was over the top.

Did the Demon Realm’s faction not conduct thorough research before arriving? Did they not gauge the level of the Sacred Dragon here?

Lin Nuo wanted nothing more than to shoot that dragon down, but thinking about it, wouldn’t attacking it draw its attention?

Returning to the Demon Realm was a failure for now.

Then, the chains’ effectiveness waned faster; he needed to find another item to enhance resistance.

He didn’t find it, but he stumbled upon another way: snatching the resistance chains from other demons and stacking them together, resulting in surprisingly stable resistance effects.

So he began searching for intact demons, scavenging the resistance chains from them, all while busy collecting loot.

“Senior Brother, what should we do now?”

“You two just hide.”

“Ah? Does that mean leaving Senior Brother to fight alone? Senior Brother, after all this time, don’t you trust me a little?”

“It’s not that I don’t trust you, but… you see.”

Lin Nuo pointed to the sky. They had already hidden to avoid trouble, yet for some reason, both of them started radiating Sacred Light, attracting a swarm of airborne Sacred Beasts.

They wanted to charge but hesitated, circling above, waiting for the right moment.

If possible, Lin Nuo thought maybe it was better not to act alongside them. Their Sacred Light was too erratic; it flickered on and off—couldn’t they keep it under control?

“They’ve spotted us, Lin the Hero.”

“Why do you think they noticed us?”

“Perhaps it’s because Lin the Hero’s presence is too strong.”

“Don’t flatter me. Here, it’s merely a strong vibe. It doesn’t compare to your Sacred Light. Can’t you use your Sacred Light to knock down those beasts up there?”

“Um… I’ll do my best…”

Despite saying this, Luo Xiaoxue couldn’t manage to bring the Sacred Light down on the beasts above. The Sacred Beasts seemed to possess intelligence, keeping a safe distance from them; the further away they were, the less of a threat the two posed.

“Forget it; you guys shouldn’t shine it anymore—what if you end up lighting me up? Since they also hesitate to charge down, we’ll have to either find a chance to take them down or just slip away.”

“Good idea!”

Su Kexin and Luo Xiaoxue exclaimed in unison. It wasn’t a monumental decision, but they seemed to think it was a brilliant scheme.

However, suddenly a flute sound resonated from the Sacred Mountain, causing all the circling Sacred Beasts to fly back home.

“What’s up? Time for dinner?”

Lin Nuo didn’t quite understand what was happening, but it was good news for him.

Since they were all heading back to eat, it was their chance to make a run for it.

Lin Nuo couldn’t stray too far from the original passage either; there was still some Demon Qi drifting from the Demon Realm, beneficial for his recovery. If he ran too far, he’d be left with only the Sacred Qi, leading him from a slow demise to a rapid one.

At that moment, atop the Sacred Mountain, Aike, the leader of the Handa Alliance, had arrived. Before launching an assault on the Sacred Realm, he had done something—he had instructed his subordinates to cast spells on the water sources of the Sacred Mountain long ago.

But it wasn’t done all at once; he started by adding a small amount, unnoticeable at first, then gradually increasing its potency, while the Sacred Beasts drank the mountain water, with the curse seeping into their bodies.

Now, it was just the right time.

He had intentionally abandoned the passage, making the Sacred Realm’s Handa Alliance believe they were cornered, poised for victory, ready to capture him directly.

Just as he expected, the Sacred Realm’s Handa Alliance had surged over, led personally by Han Zhe.

Their grievances were set to be settled, and the next victor would rule both realms.

As for the human realm, it would inevitably be swallowed—over there, Liang Zhao posed no threat whatsoever, and in due time he too would have to submit.

Han Zhe advanced with great vigor, knowing that Aike had taken refuge on the Sacred Mountain; he was full of fighting spirit, sensing it was the perfect time to force Aike to the brink.

“Lord Alliance Leader, it’s reported that Aike has fled inside. What shall we do now?”

His subordinate inquired Han Zhe’s opinion. Han Zhe waved his sword, then took out a flute, summoning the Sacred Beasts to face their foreign foes.

“The Sacred Beasts of the Sacred Mountain shall also be under our command; next, they’ll have nowhere to escape. By my command, let’s charge in!”

Han Zhe was an extremist; when fired up, he rushed to the frontline with his troops, and soon the Sacred Beasts began to charge as well.

However, an eerie incantation rang through the mountains, audible to everyone within. Eventually, those Sacred Beasts mutated and began to demonize.