Dance Of The Dragons
Chapter 310 : Succession To The Throne (5)

Chapter 310: Chapter 310 : Succession To The Throne (5)

In a mirroring display of defiance, a wave of steely blades flashed from the ranks of the demons, their gleaming edges reflecting their distorted faces. A collective roar erupted from their throats, a guttural symphony of bloodlust that echoed through the grand hall.

With a deafening crash, the demons surged forward, their weapons raised high, their eyes burning with a feral intensity. They clashed with the Crown Prince’s group, their movements a whirlwind of steel and fury, transforming the grand hall into a battlefield of clashing blades and battle roars.

Amidst the chaos, a certain group of demons, whose attention was fully occupied by their prisoners, dragged their captives towards the exit. The young heavenly creatures’ screams and cries pierced the cacophony of battle, but like delicate petals caught in a raging storm, their voices were swept away by the tempestuous fury of the battle, lost amidst the harsh sounds of violence and destruction.

Xie Jianyu had one hand on the hilt of his Winter Frost. He was more than ready to join his loyal retainers in the colossal fight, but Xie Jianshen pressed his hand on top of Xie Jianyu’s to prevent the legendary sword from leaving its scabbard.

"Big Brother..."

Xie Jianyu furrowed his brows at his elder brother in confusion.

"Little Yu, you are pregnant," Xie Jianshen reminded him with a stern voice. "You are drawing closer to your delivery time. You cannot fight in your state."

"But I... Brother, I cannot just stand still."

Xie Jianyu turned his head to observe the chaos that unfolded around him.

In the heart of the battleground, the deafening clangor of weapons slamming against each other reverberated through the air, an ominous symphony that sent shivers down the spine of even the most hardened warrior.

The metallic symphony was punctuated by the sickening thud of bodies, both heavenly and demonic creatures, crashing against the unforgiving floor of the hall, victims of the relentless onslaught.

With each impact, the ground trembled, sending tremors of dread through the hearts of those still standing.

"You have to," Xie Jianshen insisted. "Didn’t you tell me that you want to give birth? Are you going to abandon your children now?"

Xie Jianyu fought the tears that built in his eyes.

"No, of course not," he said in a desperate, helpless voice.

Some distance away from them, the Grand Tutor stood amidst a whirlwind of demonic energy. His hands traced intricate patterns in the air as he conjured spell after spell to repel the relentless onslaught of the dark creatures. His voice, a low murmur amidst the chaos, echoed with ancient incantations, each word a weapon against the encroaching darkness.

Zhang Zhiyuan, despite his high level of cultivation, found himself cornered by three hulking demons, their eyes glowing with malevolent intent. The creatures, their movements a blur of razor-sharp claws and fangs, pressed one attack after another with a cowardly ferocity, exploiting every weakness they could perceive.

At the outset, he had managed to weave through the tempest of their demonic attacks, delivering a swift blow with his sword here and there. His movements were nothing short of a blur of deadly precision. But as the demon horde pressed its relentless assault, his opportunities to retaliate dwindled, his every move consumed by the desperate effort to shield himself from the onslaught.

Both sides fought with untamed ferocity, their blows echoing like thunder through the battleground. So consumed were they by their relentless pursuit of victory that they failed to notice the very ground beneath their feet giving way, the remnants of the once-pristine hall crumbling under the weight of their relentless struggle.

Xie Jianyu watched in horror as the pillars to his left and right collapsed from demon attacks, their shattered remains raining down upon the marble floor with deafening thuds. The ceiling, its integrity compromised by the structural damage, groaned ominously, threatening to follow suit.

With a surge of raw emotion, Xie Jianshen forcefully dragged Xie Jianyu out of the grand hall, their footsteps echoing through the vast expanse of the palace like a thunderclap.

"Big Brother, Fengxi...!"

Xie Jianyu, his eyes wide with terror, struggled against Xie Jianshen’s iron grip, his every muscle straining against the immense pressure.

With every ounce of strength he possessed, he twisted and turned his head, his eyes desperately scanning the vast expanse of the hall, searching for the familiar face of his beloved husband. But the crowd was a sea of unfamiliar faces, a swirling vortex of colors and shapes that offered no glimpse of the one he sought.

"He will be fine!" Xie Jianshen snapped. "If he can’t handle a fight with demons, he might as well give up that general position of his!!!"

With a lot of effort, Xie Jianshen managed to pull Xie Jianyu out of the palace.

A flight of steps stood outside of the hall.

Xie Jianshen took Xie Jianyu’s arm and guided him slowly down each step.

"Just a little bit more. We will get you back to Fuxi Palace. And then you can rest."

"Mmm."

Xie Jianyu put an arm around his belly protectively.

His babies... Hopefully, they would be fine, he thought to himself.

The events that just transpired in his vicinity caused Xie Jianyu to be drenched in cold sweat.

His heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing in his ears like a hammer against an anvil.

His lungs burned with the exertion of their hasty descent down the staircase.

His vision blurred at the edges, threatening to plunge him into darkness.

Yet, he had to stay awake.

He had to get out of here, for the sake of his children.

With a surge of determination, Xie Jianyu dug his fingernails into the flesh of his palms, the sharp pain jolting him back to consciousness.

The searing sting coursed through his veins, a desperate attempt to combat the weight of exhaustion that threatened to engulf him.

At the bottom of the steps, they were greeted by the scene of a battle between a group of heavenly creatures and another horde of demonic forces.