Chapter 2197 - 734: King of the Hundred Birds

Chapter 2197: Chapter 734: King of the Hundred Birds

When Si Huangquan arrived at the Cold Spring, the River God of the Cold Spring, Shen Youhan, was directing the Dead Spirit army under his command, straining with all his might to repel the Phoenix Clan’s assault.

He was somewhat at his wits’ end.

The Water God’s Divine Army was attacking Feng Spring, forcing the Black Water Sovereign and the Blood Sea Ancestor to withdraw the vast majority of the reinforcements they had sent, to be used in defending Feng Spring, leaving only one Shen Buxun and the reinforcements under him from the hundred worlds of the Demon Realm Blood Domain.

This reduced the defensive strength of the Cold Spring to its weakest point.

The Lord of the Cold Spring not only had to resist the Phoenix Clan’s Ten Thousand Birds Army, but also had to avoid being tracked down in his true body and ambushed by top experts of the Phoenix Clan such as the Nine Phoenix, the Vermilion Bird, and Ying Huo.

At this moment he was exceedingly envious of Yin Spring, Nether Spring, Bitter Spring, and Nether Spring, which likewise belonged to the Nine Springs.

At this time, the armies of the Wood God, Fire God, Thunder God, and Xuanwu were also attacking these four Nether Rivers.

Yet how should one put it?

The Wood God, as General, could be considered relatively diligent, but the Wood Element Gods could not exert much strength in the Netherworld, and their offensive had never been vigorous.

On the Thunder God’s and Xuanwu’s side, the momentum looked tremendous, yet in truth they were merely putting on a show and had been holding back all along.

As for the Fire God—

Ever since his youngest son was shot down from the sky, he no longer even bothered to act like he was fighting.

Si Huangquan’s arrival did not ease the Lord of the Cold Spring’s burden.

For this nominal Lord of the Netherworld had hurried here alone, without bringing any troops.

However, he did not dare say much before Si Huangquan.

This Second Generation Netherworld Phoenix was not merely Lord of the Netherworld; behind her stood a vast Human Clan power.

Moreover, her Death Yin Ming Power was resonating with the entire Netherworld, marshalling the Netherworld’s strength to resist outside enemies.

If not for Si Huangquan, this Lord of the Netherworld, they would long since have been routed, broken and scattered under the assault of the Divine Army outside.

If Si Huangquan were displeased and withdrew her power from the Cold Spring, the Lord of the Cold Spring would have nowhere to cry.

Shen Buxun, however, had no need to take Si Huangquan into account. With a cold laugh full of sarcasm, he said, "Coming like this, you might as well not have come at all. You actually didn’t bring a single subordinate—this qualifies you to be Sovereign of the Netherworld?"

He was the son of Shen Luohou and the Divine Blood River, born from the union of Luo Hou and the Blood River Ancestor. He was the co-Sovereign of the hundred worlds of the Demon Realm Blood Domain, the foremost of all Demon Gods in the Demon Realm Blood Domain.

This time he had come in response to his mother the Blood River Ancestor’s summons, to aid the Netherworld and resist the Water God, and therefore had no need to show Si Huangquan any courtesy.

Si Huangquan was not bothered by his words, merely inclined her head slightly. "I also feel I do not measure up. Yet the Blood River and the Netherworld Gods all favor me highly, so I can only reluctantly take up the role."

This fellow Shen Buxun, although he had once taken her heart, had also thereby facilitated her birth, and to some degree had sheltered her.

From that perspective, Shen Buxun had, in fact, done her a favor.

Besides, Shen Buxun had once possessed a Divine Artifact Host body, which fell to Chu Xisheng’s hand, and his Father God’s Source Quality had also been devoured by Chu Xisheng.

So long as this fellow could let it go, the grievances between them would be deemed settled.

At her words Shen Buxun’s breath hitched, and his expression turned strange.

He felt vaguely as if he had suffered internal injury.

"Has the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons ever heard of Emperor Jiang?"

Si Huangquan spoke as she observed the battle ahead.

This Lord of the Cold Spring was actually only a Quasi Emperor, yet could still be called well supplied with troops.

The Yin Spirit army under his command numbered in the tens of millions, all beings whose Soul Power had accumulated to Fourth Grade and above.

He had also cultivated a Third Grade Corpse Army of as many as two hundred thousand, and one million Fourth Grade White Bone Pro-soldiers, all placed at the riverbed of the Cold Spring to be nourished day after day.

And whether those Yin Spirits or evil corpse skeletons, under the empowerment of the Netherworld Cold Spring, each could exert power roughly at the Third Grade level.

Thus, although the Phoenix Clan’s momentum was grand, their advance within the Cold Spring was arduous.

"Emperor Jiang?" Shen Buxun raised his brows. "What do you mean by this?"

"Our Empress Dalv has a way to help you refine your father’s remaining Source Quality."

With this brief sentence, Si Huangquan caused Shen Buxun’s expression to change greatly.

She continued watching ahead. "In truth, it is not that I have come without bringing reinforcements."

Shen Buxun, meanwhile, was somewhat absent-minded.

He wondered: could Chu Yunyun truly help him absorb his Father God Luo Hou’s Source Quality?

Shen Buxun instinctively maintained Respect toward Si Huangquan. To match Si Huangquan’s height, he deliberately shrank his Divine Body to the size of an ordinary person. "Actually, it doesn’t matter that you haven’t brought troops. You are the Netherworld’s Sovereign; by rights you should recline high atop Youdu. Such slaughtering work should be left to us."

The Lord of the Cold Spring, who had been silent at the side, could not help falling speechless at these words; even his Five Internal Organs and Six Hollow Organs were quite badly injured.

Si Huangquan laughed lightly. "I cannot very well contribute nothing at all. After all, those on the other side are my maternal clan—though I do not know whether they will acknowledge me."

In that instant, Si Huangquan unfurled her beast form.

In the Human Clan’s Divine Beings, battle postures were for the most part non-bestial, generally taking the Three Heads and Six Arms as the combat posture of the Innate Divine Body.

Si Huangquan was different; her battle posture was a giant bird extremely similar to a Phoenix.

This giant bird’s body was entirely dark red, bearing not only an incomparably exalted Phoenix Crown, but also splendid tail plumes.

Its twin wings were breathtakingly beautiful, wholly scarlet in hue, and streaming with multicolored radiance. One could see upon them lines of Spiritual Power meridians, inlaid as well with specks of crimson light like stars, appearing incomparably exquisite and magnificent.

"Wu!~"

Si Huangquan beat her wings and flew out from the Cold Spring, gazing at the Ten Thousand Birds Army before her, that Covering the Sky flock, and the Nine Phoenix behind them.

Her voice rang with boundless majesty. "I am Si Huangquan, Lord of the Netherworld! From this day forth, I am likewise Phoenix Sovereign, presiding over all birds beneath Heaven! You flock of fowls—should you wish to acknowledge me as your Lord, you may at once gather beneath my wings and array yourselves!"