Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 59 She Won’t Know

Lao Huang’s speed was fast, but the powerful warriors of the Wilderness tribe pursued relentlessly, with more and more joining the chase.

In the end, they were trapped on a plain.

The sky was a bloody red, with neither sun nor moon, as if they had reached the end of the world.

This plain was also quite strange. The deeper one went, the more terrifying the power felt. A force had settled here, heavy as Mount Tai.

It was because of this force that Lao Huang’s speed was impeded.

The powerful warriors of the Wilderness tribe caught up, surrounding one person and one ox.

They were strong, most of them sixth-order warriors, their aura fluctuations oppressive.

Guang Xiaoyu showed panic. "Lao Huang, can we still run?"

Lao Huang shook his head.

It’s over! Am I, the great Demon Emperor, really going to fall at the hands of a bunch of minor Divine Kings?

She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and began to assess the battlefield. There were many enemies, about thirty or so, nearly all of them at the Divine King Level.

The lineup is strong. If this were the past, I wouldn’t have even bothered to look up; I would have wiped them out directly. But now is different. I am Guang Xiaoyu, just starting my cultivation, nowhere near that level yet. My realm stands at the Ninth Heaven of Destiny. The gap between us is too great, and I don’t have the advantage in numbers. If a battle breaks out, I have no chance of winning.

"Esteemed gentlemen," Guang Xiaoyu forced a smile, "you are so mighty and unyielding, your elegance unmatched. At a glance, it’s clear you are geniuses destined for Tao Verification, excellent prospects of achieving Emperor Cheng. Surely you wouldn’t strike a weak woman like me, would you?"

"With the Eighteen Royal Clans out in full force, your death would be an honor," someone said.

The Eighteen Royal Clans? What the fuck?

Guang Xiaoyu’s smile froze. "Everyone’s here?"

"Yes!"

"Why?" she wondered.

"The Primitive Demon God belongs only to the Wilderness tribe. Any member of the Human Clan who wishes to lay hands on it must die," a middle-aged man said coldly. "So? Are you prepared?"

"..."

What does this have to do with me? I’m just practicing a Cultivation Technique.

Guang Xiaoyu felt like spitting blood. "Don’t do this. If it comes to it, I’ll just stop cultivating."

"Useless." That middle-aged man’s sinister eyes widened. He stretched out a hand, which rapidly enlarged, resembling the Heavenly Hand pressing down from above.

The Power Path was immense.

Guang Xiaoyu felt herself suffocating.

From another direction, someone else also attacked.

Despair showed on her face.

Farewell, Senior Brother! I still wanted to give you a hand! Little did I think that I, the Emperor, would perish here. Alas! I wonder if there will even be a next life. If only you were here, Senior Brother. The Divine Body really doesn’t suit you; this little girl is too cunning, and you, innocent and kind, would be deceived by her in minutes! How infuriating! Why has it come to this?

She began to feel anxious rather than fearful, a deep unwillingness in her heart.

Living in a muddled state for over a hundred thousand years, she had never found the meaning of life. Now, starting over, she... was actually about to die prematurely. Apart from regret, the only thing she couldn’t let go of was Chen Pingping.

However, as the killing intention neared, she closed her eyes and silently awaited the arrival of death. But, as time ticked by, no attack fell upon her.

She was stunned for a moment and then opened her eyes.

She saw Lao Huang standing before her, shattering a Divine King’s attack high in the sky.

Guang Xiaoyu was taken aback. "Lao Huang?"

Wasn’t he only capable of the Spirit Gathering Array and aura? In my memory, Lao Huang had no ability to attack.

The middle-aged man smirked. "Interesting. A Demon Beast."

PFFT!

Guang Xiaoyu cursed, "You’re the Demon Beast! Your whole family are Demon Beasts!" Lao Huang is an exceptionally intelligent Spiritual Beast, a powerful existence that reigns supreme above all beast forms!

She hoped that after she died, Lao Huang could escape alive. Otherwise... she wouldn’t be able to rest in peace.

"Let’s all strike together!" someone called out.

"Okay!"

The Eighteen Royal Clans had always been at odds, but this time, they were unexpectedly united.

Truly, it was inconceivable.

Guang Xiaoyu shouted, "Lao Huang, just run! Don’t worry about me! Go find Senior Brother and ask him to avenge me—no, wait, he can’t take revenge! Senior Brother, although he’s hidden his strength, still can’t beat them!"

Lao Huang remained unmoved.

She grew even more anxious.

Over thirty Divine King powerhouses attacked all at once. Their onslaught blanketed the sky, erupting in an instant. She held her breath, as if seeing the gates of death.

MOO!

Lao Huang let out a low bellow, a powerful aura erupting from within him. He stomped his hooves on the ground, and a shocking scene unfolded before Guang Xiaoyu.

It seemed as if something had condensed beneath his hooves—a force, a killing intention. In short, it was not the Sword Dao, yet it surpassed the Sword Dao.

Streaks of light lashed out.

Their power was even more terrifying than that of the Divine Kings, overwhelming their attacks, shattering their killing intention.

The light pierced through the bodies of the Divine Kings, and the sounds of tearing flesh echoed one after another. Not only that, but a deluge of blood also rained down like a crimson shower.

The Divine Kings who were too slow to react were all annihilated by this stomp.

The Divine Kings who did react had their expressions change drastically. They wanted to flee, but it was... too late.

In just a few short breaths, all the attacks dissipated. Beneath Lao Huang’s hooves, the plain had cracked apart, and several deep, long ravines clearly emerged.

The bodies of over thirty Divine King powerhouses fell into them. The sundered plain was dyed red, and the stench of blood was overpowering.

Guang Xiaoyu was dumbfounded.

MOO!

Lao Huang let out a prolonged moo, lifting his head, as if telling Guang Xiaoyu, "Don’t be afraid."

SOB, SOB!

This Emperor is truly moved.

Guang Xiaoyu choked out, "Lao Huang, I love you."

It was an utterly unexpected surprise, a twist she had never dreamed of. She had never imagined Lao Huang possessed such combat strength.

Amazing! Truly amazing!

"Why don’t you follow me!" Guang Xiaoyu’s gaze burned with intensity.

Lao Huang rolled his eyes.

HUH!

Seeing this, she felt it was best not to say anything more.

After all, Senior Brother’s ox is my ox, and my ox is most definitely my ox. And Senior Brother’s dog... hmm? That ugly Earth Chicken couldn’t possibly be a Spiritual Beast too, could it?

Guang Xiaoyu pondered.

After she had left, Shang arrived. Seeing the fractured plain and the bodies of the Divine Kings, he lifted his head expressionlessly, looking in a certain direction.

Behind him stood several other powerhouses.

"The Eighteen Royal Clans mobilized their full strength, yet they couldn’t handle a single Human Clan cultivator?" one powerhouse muttered.

"Such a powerful attack... it couldn’t have been done by that little girl."

"You mean?"

"Impossible. That Human Clan woman doesn’t know about the existence of Human Clan demon cultivators, so she couldn’t have been the one to act."

After a long silence, Shang finally spoke. "The eyes of the Primitive Demon God possess insight and embody The Three Great Mysteries of Reincarnation. These are the most crucial legacy of the Primitive Demon God’s ancestors. She must not be allowed to merge with them, no matter what."

"My lord," the powerhouse behind him said, frustrated, "the Master of the Wilderness said we can’t interfere easily. Otherwise, it will draw the attention of that Human Clan woman."

In the Wasteland, they, powerhouses of the Wilderness tribe, actually feared an outsider—a Human Clan woman. How comical.

Shang said, "She won’t know."

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