King of Creation
Chapter 200 - 197 One-Sided Massacre

Chapter 200: Chapter 197 One-Sided Massacre

Halfway up Demon Soul Mountain, the elders and tributors of the Five Countries continued their small drinking session, though less wine was being consumed, and more, a battle of wits and words!

"Hmph, who says it’s impossible? Fate turns on a dime, for all we know, our Black Water Kingdom might just seize the War Soul Blood Flag this time!"

Provoked by the words of Sword Origin Sect’s Elder Zou, Zhongli Jing also slammed the table.

"Heh heh, even if the luck of the War Soul Blood Flag does shift to your Black Water Kingdom, it will be intercepted by our Sword Origin Nation on the way! With those few good-for-nothings in your Black Water Kingdom, you’re dreaming of seizing the flag?"

"In this old man’s view, it would be a feat if even half of your Black Water Kingdom’s good-for-nothings can make it out alive, let alone think about seizing the flag?"

"With the level of your Black Water Kingdom, not even knowing the secret of the Ninth Layer, you think you can have a bride’s first ride in the sedan chair, in your dreams?"

Following the previous conflict between Ye Zhen and Zheng Shuang, the three elders of the Sword Origin Sect were now unleashing their full firepower, relentlessly mocking the trio from Black Water Kingdom.

This rendered Zhongli Jing, Lik Shi, and the tributor from the Royal Family red-faced with anger. They had no choice; after all, their Black Water Kingdom hadn’t had a successful start in over a hundred years!

"Heh, Brother Zhong, Worthy Brother Lik Shi, it’s not that this old man wants to criticize you! But your Black Water Kingdom trying to capture the War Soul Blood Flag, I’m afraid it’s hopeless!"

The elder Bu Ziqi from the Phantom Divine Sect spoke up.

"Regardless, you must first explore the secret on the Ninth Layer before you talk about seizing the War Soul Blood Flag, right? If you were diligent, this old man estimates that, after another four or five, or even five or six Five Countries Conferences, you might have the chance to capture the War Soul Blood Flag once or twice!

Of course, it’s just a chance!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of Zhongli Jing and Lik Shi darkened even further.

Five or six times, after several more decades, and still, it’s just a mere chance....

"In this old man’s view, Black Water Kingdom won’t get it, and you Sword Origin Sect shouldn’t bother either. This time’s War Soul Blood Flag will still belong to our Phantom Divine Empire! Haven’t you thought about it? Over the past century, how many times we have captured the War Soul Blood Flag!

The secret of the War Soul Blood Flag, you don’t know half of it!"

The face of Elder Huo from Gu’an Kingdom suddenly changed, "This time, your Phantom Divine Sect’s wishes are likely to be dashed! I have long instructed my boys!

Even if it costs the last drop of blood, even if it means making a bridal dress for others, we can’t let you Phantom Divine Sect take away the War Soul Blood Flag!"

"Then let’s just wait and see who has the stronger disciples! My Demon Eagle is a man-eater!"

Bu Ziqi’s expression suddenly became incredibly fierce!

"Hmph, just afraid that my Human Bears are rough and thick-skinned, might just break that little eagle’s beak!"

"Oh, by the Barbarian God, this time, those who seize the War Soul Blood Flag will surely be the children of the Barbarian God!" Sporting a lavish beast skin, Southern Barbarian Elder Wuwei gulped down a bowl of wine with absolute confidence!

"Be it your Demon Eagle or Human Bear, as long as they encounter our Water and Fire Golden Ape bestowed by the Barbarian God, they’ll all need to step aside!"

"Hmph!"

The mere mention of the Water and Fire Golden Ape made the elders of the Four Countries uneasy.

The Southern Barbarian Tribe’s Water and Fire Golden Ape was indeed a colossal weapon, and the Tribe had incredible prowess in hunting the Demon Soul Army to extract Demon Soul Blood Crystals.

If it weren’t for the Four Countries joining forces against the Southern Barbarian Tribe, over these past hundred years, the Tribe would surely have seized the War Soul Blood Flag more than six times!

Boom!

Suddenly, for no apparent reason, Demon Soul Mountain trembled. The Blood Light erupting from the summit of Demon Soul Mountain abruptly contracted and thinned out significantly, even the blood-red sky lit up by it paled in color!

"Someone’s seizing the flag!"

"15 minutes!"

"In just another 15 minutes, the outcome will be clear!"

"At this moment, it must be the time for the sons of Sword Origin Nation to fight valiantly and shed blood for their country!"

In unison, the fifteen elders of the Five Countries rose abruptly, casting aside their wine cups and hastening towards the entrance to the Demon Soul Channel on Demon Soul Mountain.

Once the Blood Light of Demon Soul Mountain begins to shrink, all martial artists who have entered the Battlefield of Demon Souls will be transported out within 15 minutes.

The elders of the Five Countries, including the previously confident elders Bu Ziqi of Phantom Divine Sect and Wuwei from the Southern Barbarian Tribe, all wore expressions of tension on their faces!

Everyone understood that the outcome after 15 minutes would determine the rise and fall of empires and the life and death of common people for the next five years!

Even without expansion, having the War Soul Blood Flag to maintain order, no one would dare to provoke them for the next five years; whichever nation could secure it would gain five years of peace and time for development!

Among them, the elders from Gu’an Kingdom and Black Water Kingdom were the most anxious of all.

Gu’an Kingdom needed no explanation, for due to Phantom Divine Empire seizing the War Soul Blood Flag in the past, they had been attacked all the way to their imperial capital more than once.

Black Water Kingdom’s Lik Shi and Zhongli Jing were even more tense.

Because of the lengthy border shared with the Southern Barbarian Tribe, their domestic poverty in resources, and Sword Origin Sect threateningly eyeing them, if the Southern Barbarian Tribe or Sword Origin Nation were to seize the War Soul Blood Flag, it would be nothing short of a disaster for Black Water Kingdom.

"Ye Zhen, you must not disappoint me! At the very least, we cannot let the Southern Barbarian Tribe or Sword Origin Sect win the War Soul Blood Flag..."

The Seventh Elder, Zhongli Jing, clenched his fists tightly.

....

Schwick!

On the Battlefield of Demon Souls, Ye Zhen, riding the Cloud Winged Tiger Cub, unleashed an eight-zhang-long Sword Gang, and with one strike, Zheng Shuang’s head flying mid-air as he fled through the sky.

"That’s my body, how could this..."

Ye Zhen’s sword was too fast; Zheng Shuang, whose head had flown up into the sky, watched in horror as the rest of his body plummeted from the air. As fear filled his eyes, the Divine Light in them completely faded away.

"Such a one-sided slaughter..."

Seeing the disciples of Sword Origin Sect being hunted down like dogs of bereavement, Ye Zhen let out a faint sigh.

Normally, with nine from Black Water Kingdom against five from Sword Origin Sect, even if Black Water Kingdom had every advantage, the slaughter would not have been as easy as it was now.

However, the disciples of Sword Origin Sect were scattered at heart, and the death of their eldest senior brother, Luv Zixiong, had deprived the remaining disciples of their spiritual pillar.

Zheng Shuang, who reluctantly stepped up to take charge, turned out to be all bark and no bite. With his command to ’run away’ followed by his own collapse, he was the first to flee desperately for his life.

In their panic and desperate flight, it was not hard for the disciples of Sword Origin Sect to avoid death!

Zheng Shuang, however, was the first to be killed!

Because he had received Ye Zhen’s special attention, it was too easy for the Cloud Winged Tiger to catch up with him, no matter how desperately Zheng Shuang tried to escape.

Ye Zhen watched leisurely as his fellow disciples chased down the other four Sword Origin Sect disciples. His gaze moved slowly from the Human Bear Cha Hai of Gu’an Kingdom, the two remaining disciples of Phantom Divine Sect, and the lone remaining Southern Barbarian Spirit Practitioner of the Southern Barbarian Tribe.

Whether the watchers intended it or not, those under the gaze had their faces change drastically!

The first to react was the Human Bear Cha Hai from Gu’an Kingdom!

Having escaped from Ye Zhen’s hands several times, Human Bear Cha Hai’s fear of Ye Zhen was perhaps even greater than his hatred.

"Retreat, keep your distance, don’t give them a chance!"

With a wave of his hand, Human Bear Cha Hai once again led the remaining disciples away swiftly, fearful that Ye Zhen would pursue them as he did the Sword Origin Sect.

As Human Bear Cha Hai retreated, the two remaining disciples of Phantom Divine Sect panicked immediately.

Without any hesitation, Miao Ziming and Li Ji of Phantom Divine Sect also flitted away hastily, their movements implying they couldn’t get far enough away.

As for the nearly crying Southern Barbarian Spirit Practitioner Mu Jia of the Southern Barbarian Tribe, he immediately mounted his flying demon servant and shot up into the sky, leaving his other ground-bound demon servants behind without a second thought.

This spectacle made Ye Zhen pause for a moment and then burst into laughter!

His glance made heroes retreat!

That was Ye Zhen’s feeling at this moment!

Although it was only effective within the small circle of the Battlefield of Demon Souls, that dominating feeling was still incredibly addictive to Ye Zhen!

If one day, outside the Battlefield of Demon Souls itself, Ye Zhen’s glance could....

....

The red glow within the Battlefield of Demon Souls receded as if tides were pulling back. When the blood-colored world inside reverted to its original colors, a powerful repelling force surged around Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen understood that the moment to be sent out of the Battlefield of Demon Souls had arrived.

Glancing into the distance, the last disciple of Sword Origin Sect wasn’t killed by the martial artists of Black Water Kingdom. One particularly swift and fast-flying disciple of Sword Origin Sect managed to fly frantically for 15 minutes, preventing Han Shi and Niu Qing from catching up to him.

"Leaving one alive is good too. Without him, how could Sword Origin Sect fear us...."

Splash!

A torrential force came surging, and like a slippery fish, Ye Zhen was squeezed out of the water, out of the Battlefield of Demon Souls.

....

"They’re coming, they’re about to emerge..."

Elder Yua of Sword Origin Sect could barely contain his nervousness. The instant the red glow of Demon Soul Mountain was gone, he couldn’t help but shout aloud.

As his shout echoed, bursts of radiance suddenly flew out from the passageway of the Battlefield of Demon Souls.

One particular beam of red light was the most dazzling, but after flying out of the Battlefield of Demon Souls, it quickly concealed itself.

With over a hundred years of experience, everyone understood that the red light was that of the War Soul Blood Flag.

The luminescence of the War Soul Blood Flag shone like a sun inside the Battlefield of Demon Souls, but upon leaving, its brilliance was completely concealed.

However, the eyes of the various elders of the nations were sharp. In the instant before the radiance faded, their attention was locked on that silhouette, striving to see who that person was, who exactly had seized the War Soul Blood Flag!

Hisss!

Just as Ye Zhen emerged, he instantly shivered, and his Protective Spirit Power flared to extreme intensity. At that moment, Ye Zhen felt as though countless ferocious beasts were eyeing him.

Almost simultaneously, as everyone landed, the figure of Ye Zhen was finally seen clearly by the elders.

"Ye Zhen of Qiyun Sect?"

"Black Water Kingdom’s?"

"This... how is this possible?"

"Damn, can this be a mistake? How could this happen?"

Outcries followed one after another, with Elder Zou Zhi of Sword Origin Sect even letting out an expletive in shock!

Zhongli Jing and Lik Shi stared in disbelief.

The next moment, uproarious laughter erupted.

However, in their laughter, there was not only triumph but also an overwhelming sense of the weight of the years, a touch of sorrow!

Finally, they had seized the War Soul Blood Flag.

Black Water Kingdom had suffered too much because of the War Soul Blood Flag, far too much....

This day had also come too late!

As Zhongli Jing and Lik Shi laughed, more figures landed, and the last bit of red glow from Demon Soul Mountain vanished completely with no more silhouettes emerging.

Looking at the twenty or so martial artists who had landed, the elders from various nations, initially astonished by Ye Zhen taking the War Soul Blood Flag, froze in shock and then started yelling in horror.

"Where are they?"

"What about the others?"(To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)