Reborn as a Hatrack in the Mystical Land-Chapter 689 - 146: The Reaper and the War God

Upon seeing such a diverse range of Dark Beasts, Long Jiuzun almost vomited blood.

So many Dark Beasts, and all of them were rare Treasure Beasts in the world.

Well done, Yue Jinghua, playing dumb to eat tigers to such an extent, truly unparalleled in this era.

In his life, Long Jiuzun, with a distinguished background and a genius from youth, had never been manipulated like today.

He is not a straightforward person, but when it comes to cunning, how could he compare to Yue Jinghua, the Top Female Spy who had experienced countless conspiracies and tricks.

As if suddenly realizing something, Long Jiuzun’s voice became sharp, "Summoner, you are a Summoner."

In the world, the one and only Summoner.

If he had known Yue Jinghua was a Summoner, perhaps he wouldn’t have...

"Bingo, you guessed it right. Such a big secret now known to you, I might as well tell you another secret, to make things even worse," Yue Jinghua held up a finger, making a silencing gesture: "The Cheng Ying you are infatuated with, is an authentic man."

Upon hearing this, Long Jiuzun’s ugly face twitched.

This news, undoubtedly, was even more shocking than the fact that Yue Jinghua was a Summoner.

The beautiful person in purple gauze he had adored for years turned out to be a man.

His mind exploded in a roar, and an evil breath swirled within Long Jiuzun’s Dantian, shooting straight up.

Strike while the iron is hot, aiming for your life.

Yue Jinghua revealed the matter about Cheng Ying precisely to unsettle Long Jiuzun’s Divine Soul.

Seeing the opportunity, she gave an order, and the Dark Beasts swarmed forward.

Xi Yuan immediately used the Forbidden Space Technique, the Snake-haired Gorgon’s golden hair entangled Long Jiuzun, a swarm of giant-winged mosquitoes’ sharp stingers shooting towards Long Jiuzun’s eyes, nose, and mouth like a sudden rain, Fire Feathers from the flamingo filled the sky, fire surging upwards, encircling Long Jiuzun.

It is hard for two fists to contend against four hands, let alone Yue Jinghua’s Dark Beasts, each one being top-grade among Dark Beasts. A single one could give a fully healthy Long Jiuzun a headache, not to mention they had been with Yue Jinghua for long and had learned many of her master’s underhanded tactics.

They attacked sneakily at critical points, making them hard to defend against.

Long Jiuzun was severely injured once more, already harrowed to the extreme, his eyes bulging with fury, and knowing well that today under the siege of numerous creatures, survival was no longer possible, and he focused all his rage on Yue Jinghua.

"Die, Yue Jinghua, even if I die, I will drag you down with me," staring at that face just inches away, defiant and imperious amidst the sea winds yet captivatingly hard to look away from, Long Jiuzun felt anger surge in his throat.

He roared hoarsely, fighting with the resolve to risk death, his last thread of Dark Energy gathering in his Dantian.

Self-destructing the Dantian, a Dark Heavenly Peak expert, the immense destructive power unleashed at the moment of explosion outshines the Black Death Crystal, its force no less than a small neutron bomb.

"Playing with your life, you," Yue Jinghua, sensing the abnormal movement of Dark Energy around Long Jiuzun, knows something bad is happening.

Even though she could escape instantly, her Dark Beasts wouldn’t be able to, so in a moment of urgency, all she could do was rapidly recall the Dark Beasts back into her Sea of Consciousness.

With a thought, the Dark Beasts were instantly withdrawn back into her Sea of Consciousness.

Just as she was thinking of disappearing as well, she suddenly felt a shadow moving, arms and waist tightly embraced by a pair of iron arms.

This time, Long Jiuzun was determined to perish together with Yue Jinghua, pressing up close and tightly holding onto Yue Jinghua.

His body radiated a strange Dark Power, like a giant net, firmly trapping Yue Jinghua.

For a moment, Yue Jinghua was unable to break free.

Long Jiuzun laughed hideously, emitting a piercing, duck-like laugh.

His arms kept tightening, crushing Yue Jinghua’s bones with a "cracking" sound.

At the same time, he also noticed beneath him, Yue Jinghua, with petite bones and narrow shoulders, once embraced, her shapely figure became apparent.

A faint feminine fragrance wafted from Yue Jinghua.

Long Jiuzun only felt a ripple in his Divine Soul, his eyes landing on Yue Jinghua’s hairline.

Her earlobes were translucent and shiny, just like jade stones, clear and adorable, each with a small earring hole.

A woman?!

Cheng Ying is a man, while Yue Jinghua is a woman.

Such a false phoenix, false peacock situation made Long Jiuzun momentarily taken aback, his grip involuntarily weakened.

It seemed like he suddenly remembered something.

Blood Cherry Duke Mansion, Yue Jinghua.

In his youth, he seemed to have heard of her.

Before Cheng Ying, the number one beauty of the Imperial City, the only daughter of the Duke Mansion, Yue Jinghua.

Jinghua, quiet and stunning, white as the winter moon, eyes like stars.

While Long Jiuzun was lost in thought, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

It was a sensation as if being watched by venomous snakes and fierce beasts.

In no time at all, a man had appeared close by.

The man was tall and stood straight, with narrow phoenix eyes and a teardrop mole at the corner of his eye that shone brilliantly. His long blue hair, blown by the sea breeze, resembled the reeds among the vast mountains and seas—seemingly fragile yet remarkably resilient.

The surged up waves hit his magic robe, yet not a drop of water touched it.

Such elegance and demeanor that even Long Jiuzun had never seen before.

Long Jiuzun couldn’t discern his cultivation level, but for some reason, just looking at him, Long Jiuzun felt this man was immensely dangerous.

It was as if he could destroy the heavens and earth with a mere wave of his hand.

The man’s eyes, cold as if about to drip water, glanced over Long Jiuzun’s offending hand.

Long Jiuzun only felt a sharp pain on his skin as if it had been sliced with a knife.

Who is he?

Why is he here?

Long Jiuzun wanted to ask, but he realized he couldn’t utter a single word from his throat.

The man raised his hand, his fingers, almost translucent, as if they hadn’t seen sunlight for a long time.

His fingers, long and strong, traced a pattern in the air similar to the Star Light formed by Yue Jinghua.

However, when he drew the Star Light, his movements were more fluid, and the color of the Star Light was an intense black.

After the Star Light was formed, with a gentle flick of his fingertips, the Star Light touched Long Jiuzun’s forehead in a ghostly manner.

When the Star Light entered his body, Long Jiuzun felt a bone-chilling coldness, as though it came from Hell, with Death swinging its scythe.

His remaining Dark Power was being squeezed out of his body bit by bit.

Inside his body, it felt as though a monstrous hand was continuously stirring, and his Dark Energy was like a runaway wild horse, violently colliding with Long Jiuzun’s already battered body.

His teeth chattered from the cold and fear, he wanted to scream, but it was as if he had become mute, unable to shout.

His blood also seemed to have solidified.

"Boom," suddenly, Long Jiuzun’s body exploded, just like a dandelion blown apart, scattering without any warning.

Yue Jinghua felt as though a tight hoop on her body had suddenly been loosened.

She was slightly startled, as if she realized something, and instinctively looked back, only to see a wave cresting on the sea surface.

The War God falls, the Reaper returns.