Chapter 2087 - 2085: No Thoroughfare

Chapter 2087: Chapter 2085: No Thoroughfare

"They’ve come out."

Hundreds of White Tiger Guard warriors stared at the sky overhead, feeling the wind blowing from all directions. They were momentarily stunned.

Over two hundred years had passed.

They finally saw the light of day again.

Some of the robust White Tiger Guards even had tears at the corners of their eyes.

"Think tank, we did it, we finally made it out." Yang Feixue, the iron-blooded man, was equally excited, having been prepared to fight to the death with Li Feng, only to be restrained by Zhuge Xuanji.

Next to him, Zhuge Xuanji was not at all relaxed. Taohua Yaohime was dead, the inner space had been overturned, and her body was devoured by the Phoenix Flame Purple Fire. Though they escaped the inner space secret realm, their predicament had not changed a bit.

"White Tiger Guard, form up to meet the enemy."

Zhuge Xuanji’s gaze fell directly on the big Demon Kings at the edge of the chessboard. Indeed, Taohua Yaohime was not alone; outside, there were many Demon Kings present.

At this moment, the White Tiger Guard appeared to have hundreds of people, but their strength was merely a paper tiger with no substance. The only one capable of a fight was someone prepared to sacrifice himself, Yang Feixue, who had absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy from the inner space secret realm.

If Taohua Yaohime were still alive, Yang Feixue would probably have become a puppet under her control, but now Taohua Yaohime’s body was consumed by the Phoenix Flame and even her divine sense did not escape. The sword from Li Feng was heavily reinforced, especially the Exterminating Immortal Sword Formation, which could obliterate divine sense and lead to the death of the body and dissipation of the soul.

Without Taohua Yaohime as the manipulator, no one could control Yang Feixue’s divine sense, rendering the charming power invalid.

Yang Feixue still had about seventy to eighty percent of peak combat strength left, and he noticed those Demon Kings in the distance, immediately finding a new target for his previously do-or-die battle intention.

"Demon Clan, over two hundred years, my Blood Drinking Mad Blade has long been eager for action. Today is perfect to sacrifice you to my blade."

Yang Feixue didn’t even wait for Zhuge Xuanji’s instructions, but directly charged like an arrow towards the surviving Third Grade Realm Demon Kings.

The Demon Kings exchanged glances and immediately fled without hesitation; at this moment, they were like frightened birds.

Five Second Grade Realm Demon Kings were now down to only one, who fled with the Qingqiu Holy Maiden. They weren’t foolish, especially after witnessing their previous ease in slaughtering Demon Kings like chickens.

As for Zhuge Xuanji and Yang Feixue, the Demon Kings paid them no heed; they wished to sprout wings and fly ten thousand miles away to save their lives first.

Yang Feixue charged with his blade, but the seven or eight Demon Kings scattered and fled without even looking back.

"Do not chase the cornered enemy."

Zhuge Xuanji directly called out to Yang Feixue, who was intent on pursuing. Yang Feixue chased to the edge of the chessboard, watching several Demon Kings speeding away several thousand meters in the blink of an eye, muttering curses under his breath as he turned back.

"Think tank, it seems my Blood Drinking Mad Blade’s name still rings as loudly after these two hundred years; these minor Demon Kings fled at the mere mention of it."

"Hmm, they ran fast, otherwise they would have tasted the might of my Blood Drinking Mad Blade."

"Say less." Wang Chi interjected. These veterans no longer held any prestige, and the Demon Kings seemed formidable at a glance. In their prime, they wouldn’t shrink back, but currently, in their half-baked state, a counterattack could lead to their total annihilation.

Previously, the Exterminating Immortal Sword Formation had already exhausted their last remnants of strength; now, they lacked even the ability to protect themselves.

"Think tank, there are many Demon Clan corpses left behind here. I’ve checked, and they all have Demon King Level combat strength."

Luo Huan surveyed the area, as the Heavenly Mechanism Chessboard occupied a mountain top, nearly visible from afar. Aside from Taohua Yaohime’s true form, still being consumed by the Phoenix Flame, seven or eight unclaimed corpses lay scattered.

"Did you find any corpses of our Ancestor Dragon City cultivators?"

Zhuge Xuanji asked.

"No discovery."

Luo Huan replied.

"Could it be that the young man from the Vermilion Bird family fought alone against a group of Demon Clan Kings and won?"

"Who exactly is this young man?"

Hearing this, several Camp Masters of the White Tiger Guard gasped. Taking down a few Demon Kings was not noteworthy, but one person defeating so many, including Qingqiu’s Taohua Yaohime, was extraordinary.

Though they contributed to killing Taohua Yaohime, it was mainly because of that young man’s actions that they broke the inner heaven of the opponent.

This Taohua Yaohime, having trapped them for over two hundred years, was certainly not a pushover; her standing in Qingqiu was likely that of a top-tier Demon King.

"His prominent Vermilion Bird bloodline is only held by the descendants of the Vermilion Bird Sikong family in Ancestor Dragon City."

"Mm, once the young man returns, we must inquire further, as we owe him for earlier events within the inner space secret realm."

The White Tiger Guard members were unaware of the events following their entrapment.

"Everyone, focus on recovery; other matters will be discussed later."

Zhuge Xuanji interrupted the conversation, knowing their current state was far from secure, and strength restoration was paramount. Though eager to understand the events of their two-hundred-year captivity, Zhuge Xuanji realized impatience was futile.

Following Zhuge Xuanji’s command, the White Tiger Guard members unanimously sat down cross-legged, fervently absorbing nature’s spiritual energy.

At the moment, the spiritual energy on the Heavenly Mechanism Chessboard was incredibly rich. With Taohua Yaohime’s death, the accumulated vitality and spiritual energy over countless years dispersed, and her final actions damaged the earth veins, causing the Earth Vein Power to gush forth.

This was like finding a spring rain in a drought for those whose Dantian was dry.

"Damn."

Mountain Lord Meng, having fled first with the Qingqiu Holy Maiden, could not fly. Though his speed was extraordinary, he could not escape Li Feng, whose wings aided pursuit. In a chase between runner and flyer, Li Feng soon caught up.

Li Feng conjured a Phoenix Flame Fireball and hurled it at Mountain Lord Meng, who was sprinting below. These fireballs exploded upon landing, creating craters with a diameter of seven to eight meters.

Mountain Lord Meng dodged swiftly, true to his lynx clan’s agility.

Li Feng already knew the terrain well; it was a valley, with the Heavenly Mechanism Chessboard housed within, surrounded by mountainous cliffs. At the moment, Mountain Lord Meng was heading for one of the mountains.

Within the valley, the terrain was flat, devoid of cover, but entering the nearby mountainous area, with towering trees, Li Feng’s winged pursuit might not match the ground runner.

Li Feng would not let him succeed; he could disregard the Third Grade Realm Demon Kings, but the Qingqiu Holy Maiden must be captured. Her power was merely at the initial Demon King Realm, but as the Qingqiu Holy Maiden, her esteemed status surely meant knowledge of many Demon Clan strategies.

After all, Qingqiu’s Fox Clan was traditionally the think tank of the Demon Clan.

Moreover, the Qingqiu Holy Maiden had the direct bloodline of the Qingqiu Nine-tailed Fox; this alone made her incredibly valuable.

"Trying to run? This way is blocked."

Li Feng stepped ahead and blocked the path of Mountain Lord Meng.