The Invincible Dragon Emperor

The Monster Blood City was about the same size as the Heaven Blood City. The only difference between the two cities was that the former one had two layers of shields. One of them was blue and the other one was yellow, providing much stronger protection.

That being said, no matter how strong the defense was, the shields would be cracked at some point. Shields needed the energy to support and energy was accumulated over a long period of time through formations of collections. There were simply too many alien races attacking from all cities. How much longer did the city have?

Two months and a half!

Many people had done the math. At the very best, shields of the Monster Blood City had two and a half months. After that time, the Monster Blood City would fall into shambles. All the warriors would have to retreat to the Demon-slaying City.

The Demon-slaying City had ample energy and over the long course of history, never once had it been breached. The critical factor was that the city had support from the divine energy, legacy of Emperor of Heaven Reverse…

However, the city had one or two years at most, regardless of how much energy there was, or how powerful the divine energy was. When the Demon-slaying City was broken down, what should all those people do?

They would have no place to retreat to. A deadly battle was the only way for them. If there was no fix found for the Voodoo Poison, then groups after groups of warriors would be poisoned to death. One day, their bones would be devoured by the sand.

Death was not the thing that worried human warriors. What they were concerned was, that the four alien races would march into the Great Land, slaughtering humans, enslaving humans and even… wiping out the humans.

What a horrible scene would that be? Nobody could imagine.

This thought had grieved the city even more. Panic started to spread out. If it were not for the fact that the Deputy Master and many patriarchs were staying in command in the city, it would have fallen into chaos.

Three to four million warriors were now living in the Monster Blood City. it was still within the city’s capacity but it was getting crowded. Many people that previously had their private houses now had to share.

At the northwest of the city were a beautiful mansion, housing dozens of young masters and young ladies. They should have had other choices than to overload into the same mansion, but this was the only possibility at the moment.

Ji Mengtian and Ji Mengyao were here with several young masters and young ladies of the immediate Ji Family. Yang Xuan, Yang Yu, their counterparts from the Yang Family, Die Feiyu, Xiao Conglong, Sha the Terror and young masters and young ladies from the Pavilion of Blossoms, Life League and the Yaksha Race were all gathered here…

To put it another way—almost all the young masters and young ladies above the Noble Lord Realm from the Lu Li’s five enemy families were here. Fearing that Lu Li would try and kill them, Deputy Master had let them follow him.

The Samsara Place was gone and so was Ji Ao’xian. To the outsiders, it might seem that the Ji Family was no more. As a matter of fact, as long as Deputy Master was still in the picture, the Ji Family would always be there. Ji Mengtian was the current Family Patriarch. Even so, nobody dared to belittle her because she has a connection with the Deputy Master, Ji Zhantian.

They had lived in a gloomy manner in the mansion. The four alien races’ attacks never stopped and none of them had the state of mind to cultivate. The six families had failed their fight against Lu Li. The death of the Samsara Palace had landed a heavy blow on them. When they learned that Lu Li was at the Demon-slaying City, their fear grew and they were even less in the mood to cultivate.

“Bang!”

In a small hall, Yang Yu smashed a cup and kept swearing. Since a kid, he had been on the velvet and enjoyed affluence. He had been caged in the city for months. He had done nothing other than eating and drinking. To make things worse, food was not good enough, nothing when compared to what he enjoyed at the Hades Society, not to mention that there was no lady here…

Of course, there were beauties. However, all of them had high status. How could Yang Yu ever get them? If he dared to do anything rashly when the situation was so horrifying in the city, not even Yang Bucheng could protect him.

“I cannot live like this anymore. Master Xuan, Master Long, Master Sha, what should we do?”

After he had done venting, Yang Yu looked at Yang Xuan, Xiao Conglong and Sha the Terror. Yang Yu kept a straight face, turning a blind eye to Yang Yu.

Should they stop living all together when they could not live like this anymore? Could they go back to the Central Plains? What if they were assassinated by Lu Li’s hitman? Staying here was the safest for them now.

“Where is Lu Suan? I thought he always had ideas.”

Yang Yu thought of another idea when nobody paid attention to him, “His brains still work, right? I know his soul is reconstructed. How about we go to him for some inspiration? We cannot go on like this. We will be dulled to death.”

“Go ahead if you want to.”

Finally, Yang Xuan said. He delivered his response coldly, “Lu Suan is with Lu Zhengtan, Lu Tiandi and a bunch of other patriarchs of the Demon-slaying Hall. Go ahead if you are not worried about your life.”

“Never mind…”

Yang Yu was scared. He paced up and down in the hall, drunk a goblet of wine and then smashed the goblet. “How about we teleport out and surrender to the enemies? I don’t think the Monster Blood City and the Demon-slaying Hall are going to survive. We will be the first to surrender to the Asmodian Lord so we may be able to gain a lot…” said Yang Yu.

“Splash~”

Yang Xuan pulled a long face as he smashed Yang Yu away. Xiao Conglong did not look happy, either. Only Sha the Terror seemed to be thinking seriously.

“Yang Yu!”

Yang Xuan said with immense anger, “If you want to die, leave the Yang Family out. I will kill you immediately if you say anything like this again. Piss off!”

The slap woke Yang Yu up from his drunken state. He knew he had said the wrong thing. The city was crowded with powerful warriors. If patriarchs of the Demon-slaying Hall heard what he had just said, not only would he lose his life, many people of the Yang Family would be implicated.

“What is going on?”

A soft voice floated in from the outside. Following that was a sweet fragrance. The girls walked in gently, lightning up the hall.

Yang Xuan calmed down a bit when Ji Mengtian, Ji Mengyao, and Die Feiyu walked in. He stated emotionlessly, “Nothing. Yang Yu is drunk and I am sobering him up.”

Since she walked in, Ji Mengtian never cast a glance at Yang Yu. Ji Mengyao did give him a look and said, “If so, Young Master Yu, go back and have a rest.”

Yang Yu was on the ground on all fours with a palm print on his cheek. He was shamed and embarrassed. He picked himself up and left in a hurry.

Naturally, Ji Mengtian seated herself in the central seat. Yang Xuan’s looks at her with contained passion. She was a fairy from the heavens. Even though she was on earth now, it did not diminish her beauty which was still breathtaking.

Ji Mengtian locked herself for a month in the Demon-slaying City after the Samsara Palace was gone. A month when she came out, she had recovered herself. She was more mature and her charm was even better.

Every move and every breath of her could be tempting. Yang Xuan was not the only one fascinated by her. All the young masters in the city had developed fantasies of her. Even some patriarchs had “some thoughts” about her. If she did not have the connection with Deputy Master, some old pervert might have already taken her…

When she sat down, her looks grew sharp. Taking a glance to Yang Xuan, she said, “Young Master Xuan, you’d better take very good care of Yang Yu. Nobody will be able to save him if he dares to say such things again. Just now, patriarchs from the Hall of Law already saw that with psychic power. Yang Yu would be a dead person now if I had not spoken in his favor.”

Yang Xuan and the others were scared. Yang Xuan stood up at once and said, “It is my bad. Thank you, Mengtian, for protecting us.”

“Sure~”

Ji Mengtian nodded and moved onto another topic with seriousness, “Just now, Patriarch Li has appointed me as the Master of the Hall of Youth. All the young masters and young ladies in the city must listen to my orders. Patriarch Li asks us to gather together for discussion and find a way to crack down on the enemies.”

“Hall of Youth?”

Yang Xuan, Xiao Conglong and the others were surprised, as this was the first time they heard of such an organization. Nevertheless, Ji Mengtian was different now as a master. She was now one of the patriarchs of the Demon-slaying Hall, on par with the senior warriors.