Chapter 501: No Matter How Many Weaklings Show Up, It’s No Use
“Did he forcibly break through to the Merging Stage with Demon Energy?”
The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan Leader raised his fan, blocking the path of the strongest red snake at the front.
“Roar!”
Though it was just a red snake, it let out a beastly roar that sounded like it had gone completely nuts. Its black patterns seemed to come alive, crawling all over its body like a black swarm.
“Looks like it’s lost all sense of reason,” the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan Leader muttered while stroking his chin, “Those guys really underestimated the Divine Monarch, huh? Sending such a freak to deal with me.”
As he spoke, his ten tails slowly emerged from behind him, and his sharp teeth flashed menacingly.
Meanwhile, Ling Feng took a quick step back. Fighting a strong cultivator in the Merging Stage wasn’t something a Refinement Stage cultivator should get involved in.
But in the next instant, three red snakes at the Refinement Stage charged straight at him.
“Guess I’ve made some enemies over in the bl**d Snake Tribe, huh…”
Ling Feng unshackled the chain on his right arm, unleashing a surge of violent Demon Energy from within.
“I’m in a hurry—go ahead and all attack together.”
He drew his sword from his waist, her entire body wrapped in black Demon Energy, looking like a demon crawling out from the depths of hell.
……
“The Divine Monarch was indeed early,”
He Yi (He Yi) looked at the monsters emerging from the crimson fog around her, and behind them, members of the Divine Monarch’s cultivator army. Their enemies were definitely stronger than the neighboring camp.
‘Is it because of her?’
She glanced at Hu Yi Yi, who kept stuffing food into her mouth from her storage bag. Or—maybe it’s because they’re closer to the Central Continent Sacred Ground? Anyway, they were definitely getting special attention from the Divine Monarch.
“Activate the Array! Drag them out as long as possible!”
Under He Yi’s command, the formation disks pre-set around the camp quickly lit up, shrouding the camp in a vast Array.
But the moment the Array was activated, a sudden surge of red mist burst in from outside, and under its pressure, Spirit Stones on the Array were rapidly consumed.
Boom!
He Yi looked up at the shattered Array, biting her lip—clearly, the Divine Monarch had anticipated their defense and had prepared countermeasures in advance.
This was turning into a big mess.
Meanwhile, a figure in a red robe stepped out from behind the monsters, sweeping his gaze over the chaos, finally settling on Hu Yi Yi, who was still stuffing food into her mouth:
“Keep that eating one alive. k*ll the rest.”
“Just a few Refinement Stage remnants? And you need us to do it? Lucky those guys could still follow bl**d Snake Lord.”
“You should’ve finished them off quicker, then you could go find someone else to pick a fight with.”
“Enough chit-chat, just attack!”
At the Divine Monarch cultivator’s order, the monsters cautiously advanced toward the camp.
He Yi, seeing this, turned her head to Hu Yi Yi: “Stop eating. I’ll hold them off. You run straight to the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan’s camp.”
Over time, they had grown close, and now He Yi considered Hu Yi Yi a friend. More importantly, if Hu Yi Yi—who had merged with an immortal’s arm and survived—fell into the Divine Monarch’s hands, she’d likely be drained for her soul or worse if the Divine Monarch managed to refine some secret ritual. She absolutely could not let that happen.
“Just a few Refinement Stage Cultivators? Once I’m full, I’ll k*ll them all,” Hu Yi Yi kept stuffing food into her mouth, and as she did, her body slowly began to change.
“Stop messing around! This isn’t some kind of quick-cultivation bl**d Snake who’s just a fake Refinement Stage,”
He Yi kept her eyes on the Divine Monarch cultivators while her hand rested on a feather she carried.
Suddenly, a flying dagger shot from the shadows. He Yi quickly dodged, but in the next second, another figure lunged at her from the darkness.
“Come at me!”
Without waiting for her to counterattack, Hu Yi Yi roared and instantly transformed into a figure nearly two meters tall. She raised her arm, slapping the surprised attacker with what looked like an ordinary palm.
Bang!
An explosion of violent Spirit Energy burst between her fist and palm, turning nearby tables and chairs into dust.
The enemy staggered back two steps, shaking his sore arm and looking at the others: “Help, quick! This girl’s not someone an ordinary Refinement Stage body cultivator can handle!”
But Hu Yi Yi didn’t give them a chance. After that palm, she didn’t pause—she formed her palm into a fist and charged straight at him.
The enemy could only barely block her attack in panic, but this time, her strength seemed to have increased. She struck him so hard he was sent flying.
“Pfft!”
The enemy smashed several trees and coughed up bl**d.
But the others showed no concern; instead, they mocked: “I knew it—body cultivators are weak. They don’t look like Refinement Stage at all—they’re still punching and even got beaten back. It’s bringing shame to Divine Monarch’s face.”
“Fucking hell, if you’ve got the guts, go up there and fight yourself!”
The battered enemy spat bl**d, eyes filled with trepidation as he looked at Hu Yi Yi—despite being a body cultivator in the Refinement Stage, his body should have been sturdy enough to endure a hit, yet she floored him with one punch. That proved her physical strength far surpassed his.
“Heh heh, I ain’t as dumb as you! When in doubt, use cannon fodder to drain her Spirit Power first,”
The speaker immediately commanded the monsters to charge at the camp. These monsters looked like they had lost their minds—charging headlong into a suicidal attack even as the defenses started to flicker.
“No matter how many weaklings come, it’s useless!”
Hu Yi Yi’s contemptuous expression flashed again as she swung her fist at the enemies.
This punch collapsed a bear monster’s chest, leaving it flying backward, crashing into a horde of monsters, knocking them down like dominoes.
Meanwhile, He Yi held her spear, sweeping aside the reckless little monsters with a powerful strike. She looked up at the monsters emerging from the swirling red fog, teeth clenched—Grandpa, you guys better hurry up!
As time went on, the reckless little monsters dwindled. But the Divine Monarch’s cultivator army also joined the fight, mounting increasing pressure on everyone already exhausted.
The Divine Monarch’s cultivators weren’t just reckless monsters—they had tactics. They even blended in among the little monsters for sneak attacks, causing the already fragile defense line to show signs of collapsing.
“Still haven’t arrived?”
He Yi looked around anxiously, her hand instinctively reaching for her lucky feather.
Meanwhile, Hu Yi Yi was still punching tiny monsters, but her stamina was dropping fast. The most obvious sign was her height—she had shrunk to about 1.7 meters.
“It’s about time. Let’s go all out and take them down!”
The bl**d-robed Divine Monarch cultivator barked an order. The remaining cultivators who’d been watching the show quickly drew their weapons and charged into the camp.
But just then, a gigantic metal flying boat shot out from the red fog.
“What the heck is that?”
The bl**d-robed cultivator looked up sharply, puzzled—he didn’t recall any such strange device among the Divine Monarch’s arsenal.
“This thing… looks kinda like something from the Heavenly Sword Sect,”
He Yi whispered softly, a flicker of hope blooming in her chest.
