Chapter 133: Chapter 131: Bright and Beautiful

「Two days later.」

The moonlight was gentle, the starlight faint.

The night scenery around Wuxi Ferry was exceptionally beautiful.

But suddenly, a demonic wind arose, and the trees swayed.

In the sky, layers of gloomy, dark clouds drifted over, obscuring the moon and stars, plunging the area around Wuxi Ferry into darkness.

Then, serpents of lightning flashed, and thunder boomed.

What followed was a torrential downpour.

For the weather to change so drastically in such a short time...

Anyone could tell that something extraordinary was about to happen.

"The storm is breaking. It seems the beast tide is about to reach its peak."

Fang Min’s cool voice drifted over. "I wonder which Dao Seed Level prodigy will be coming to our aid?"

Sure enough.

Just as she had said, the beast tide attacked again.

This time, the dense swarm of beasts still crowded the river.

But compared to last time, there was an additional Ten Thousand Beasts King.

A purple, multi-tentacled, octopus-like Ten Thousand Beasts King!

This purple, multi-tentacled creature was called a Nine Poison Octopus, an irregular variant from the Poison Dao school.

These so-called irregular variants were the equivalent of prodigies among the Human Race.

The Nine Poison Octopuses were enormous, comparable to warships. Their many sharp tentacles could whip the river and sever its flow, far surpassing the power of pythons.

What was even more terrifying was their Lifebound Skill, "Calamity of Vile Poison," which had a particularly destructive effect on things like Arrays.

In the past, powerful Fierce Beasts like the Nine Poison Octopus would only live in the vast ocean and would never flow into the Yanshi Great River.

So when many of the soldiers saw the colossal form of the Nine Poison Octopus, their faces changed drastically.

"We’re done for! Why would a Nine Poison Octopus appear here?"

"The Nine Poison Octopus’s greatest strength is destroying defensive Arrays. Even the Minghai Race has a headache dealing with them."

"This is bad! That’s two Ten Thousand Beasts Kings! Can Fang Min really suppress them all by herself?"

"Don’t panic! Calm down, everyone, calm down! Get back into formation! Any deserters will be executed without mercy!"

"..."

Within the great defensive Array, the soldiers’ morale was collapsing.

The enemy they faced this time was more terrifying than any before.

If things went wrong, Wuxi Ferry really would be overrun by the beast tide.

And they would die with it, all their efforts turning to nothing.

Seeing this, the Battle Commanders cracked their whips and roared, trying to restore morale.

THUMP...

THUMP, THUMP...

The sound of war drums rose, dispelling their fear.

The great Array activated. Pillars of purple lightning and Cyan Thunder shot out, intertwining as they continued to blast into the beast tide with outstanding effect.

But frighteningly, under the pressure of the two great Ten Thousand Beasts Kings—the Nine Poison Octopus and the colossal Cyan Crocodile—the beast tide continued to advance fearlessly.

Soon, one Fierce Beast after another clambered over the corpses of their comrades to reach the front of the great Array.

Seeing this, commanders like Fang Yang, Chen Yuan, and Qing Wenxi all made their moves.

’A Nine Poison Octopus, huh?’ Fang Yang’s gaze was cold as he commanded his Flying Eagle Group to slay the enemy.

Seven hundred Flying Eagles moved around the White Feathered Eagle, creating one hurricane of nether-flame after another, their battle achievements magnificent.

Unlike the common soldiers who worried Wuxi Ferry would be breached by the beast tide, he was not concerned about it being overrun.

For one thing, his Sister Min was no ordinary person.

Besides, he also had his second uncle backing him up!

Thunder roared, and the rain fell like a waterfall.

Only the sounds of furious roars and howls could be heard.

The river channel was littered with the remains of Fierce Beasts. Corpses were strewn everywhere, painting the scene blood-red.

Under these conditions, the battle grew even more intense.

The commanders had to coordinate more closely to slay the beasts together.

’What rotten luck! Why do I have to team up with Fang Yang?!’ Qing Wenxi complained inwardly.

But in the end, she was a competent commander and didn’t let her emotions take over her mind and control her actions.

Seeing how formidable Fang Yang’s Flying Eagle Group was, she began to quietly assist him, helping to relieve some of the pressure on him.

Meanwhile, her Blood Mad Shark Pet Beast, being in an environment that resembled a river of blood, felt its Bloodline Power surge, and it instantly became even more berserk.

The Blood Mad Shark’s strength increased dramatically, and it stirred up terrifying waves.

It easily crushed enemy Fierce Beasts with remarkable prowess, its performance in no way inferior to the White Feathered Eagle.

This sight caused the corners of Qing Wenxi’s lips to curl up slightly.

’So what if you, Fang Yang, are the champion of the First Realm?’

’My Blood Mad Shark can still contend with your White Feathered Eagle.’

’Besides, that White Feathered Eagle of yours looks so clumsy. One look and it’s obvious you used some unorthodox enslavement Magic!’

’Hmph, you don’t even know how to cherish a Pet Beast partner.’

’Even if you, Fang Yang, become a Saint, I’ll still look down on you.’

Suddenly.

Qing Wenxi looked up at the sky.

The heavens looked as if they had been torn open, revealing a gaping, empty hole.

It was right above the center of the Yanshi Great River!

’A heaven-shaking battle between a Great Demon and a Dao Seed?’ Fang Yang was also looking into the distance.

In the distant sky, an extremely brilliant cyan-and-nether firelight erupted, followed by massive plumes of white smoke.

Suddenly, a massive Dharma Aspect appeared.

Its head resembled that of a wolf, but it had a pair of huge, ancient, gray horns, and its aura was tyrannical.

Its body was covered in hard, cold, cyan scales that glinted like cyan gold. From between the cracks in the scales grew long fur, crimson like blood.

On its back grew nine tails, and at the end of each tail was a small Fierce Beast head that resembled a snake’s, looking ferocious and terrifying.

The Nine Netherworld Prison Dogs!

A bloodline descendant of the world-destroying beast, the ’Nine Netherworld Lion’!

’The Nine Netherworld Prison Dogs Dharma Aspect... has Sen You arrived?’ Fang Yang’s eyes were deep with thought.

At that moment, the entire battlefield seemed to fall silent. Every living being appeared to be waiting for the final outcome from the center of the great river.

But then, a melodious flute tune drifted out.

It was crisp and clear, ethereal and holy, like a series of Immortal Sounds being chanted, floating up and down the Yanshi Great River.

It was clearly a melodious tune that should have calmed the mind, yet it caused the Fierce Beasts to become frenzied and bloodthirsty, surging forward with even greater ferocity.

Among them, the Nine Poison Octopus on the Wuxi Ferry battlefield had its eyes turn blood-red as its sanity sank away.

BOOM!

A huge, wave-shattering sound erupted.

The Nine Poison Octopus frantically waved its sharp tentacles, generating layers of purple mist and kicking up wind and waves.

The purple mist was like a sea, instantly illuminating the dark world as the Primordial Qi between heaven and earth dissipated.

At this moment, a vast toxic gas surged, as if a poison dragon was awakening and roaring. An air of corruption spread, seeming to decay everything.

"What is this!?" everyone exclaimed in shock.

Wherever the purple mist touched, all the Fierce Beasts seemed to be struck down by the long blade of time, aging and perishing in an instant.

’Is this still the power of the Poison Dao?’

’This might be the divine might of the Cosmic Dao!’

Watching the purple mist head straight for the defensive Array, many soldiers trembled, their legs shaking and their bodies quivering like sieves.

"Don’t you dare be so brazen!" Fang Min’s elegant eyebrows shot up as she barked a sharp command.

Behind her, a massive, illusory Cyan Simurgh Bird flapped its wings.

What followed was a vast expanse of white sword-feather energy, which filled half the sky like a cataclysmic flood before crashing down to collide with the immense purple mist.

The violent collision burst forth with an incomparably dazzling light, forcing even Fang Yang to squint.

The water of the great river was instantly blasted away, revealing the riverbed below.

Just like that, the rampaging Nine Poison Octopus was suppressed by Fang Min.

A Ten Thousand Beasts King, comparable to a powerful expert among Tier Five Cultivators.

Fang Min’s current realm was only high-level Tier Four.

Therefore, Fang Min’s powerful performance, fighting and killing across realms, stunned everyone present.

But soon, everyone refocused their minds and began to deal with the current situation seriously.

Because the Cyan Crocodile Ten Thousand Beasts King had clearly taken this opportunity to lead a host of Fierce Beasts in a final, all-out assault!

Strangely, that melodious flute tune, like an immortal melody, was still drifting through the air.

"AARGH—"

At some unknown point, Qing Wenxi’s Pet Beast, the ’Blood Mad Shark’, its eyes now blood-red, suddenly went on a rampage and turned against her.

It had been bewitched by the Great Demon’s flute song!

Of all times, this was when Qing Wenxi had barely any True Essence left in her body.

Faced with such a sudden turn of events, Qing Wenxi’s face turned pale. She could smell the scent of death!

A sense of despair was born in her heart.

"SCREE, SCREE..."

The continuous cries of eagles came to her rescue.

It was Fang Yang’s flock of Flying Eagles, coming to save her!

At this moment, Qing Wenxi felt a mix of joy and bitterness; it was truly a whirlwind of emotions.

She looked down on Fang Yang’s unorthodox methods, yet it was precisely these unorthodox methods that had protected his Flying Eagles from the flute’s influence.

"Cousin Wenxi, fall back. I’ll cover for you," Fang Yang said in a low voice, shielding Qing Wenxi.

Because Fang Yang knew this was a golden opportunity for him to turn his reputation around!

Having already established the bearing of a champion, he no longer needed to act as ruthlessly as he did when he first started out, fighting for resources and opportunities.

’Once a hungry eagle has eaten its fill, it should preen its feathers and look magnificent.’

"...Thank you," Qing Wenxi said dryly, taking the Blood Mad Shark, which had been knocked unconscious by the White Feathered Eagle, and retreating into the distance.

Qing Wenxi looked back at Fang Yang’s retreating figure, which suddenly seemed tall and imposing, as if shrouded in a layer of light.

Because she realized that Fang Yang was completely different from the rumors.

She suddenly felt that Qing Mang’s loss to Fang Yang was no accident.

Furthermore, the Electric Python’s submission to Fang Yang was a case of abandoning darkness for light; a wise bird chooses a good tree to nest in!