Super God Grandmaster
Chapter 404 - 404 390 The God of Death is Approaching

Chapter 404: Chapter 390: The God of Death is Approaching Chapter 404: Chapter 390: The God of Death is Approaching Monk Mituo had not expected Qiao Fanfeng to become so brave. After the previous attack on Immortal City, the disciples of the Immortal City Sect had gained noticeably in courage, almost as if they no longer feared death. He had thought only Su Hong was capable of such fearlessness. It seemed Qiao Fanfeng was not far behind.

Qiao Fanfeng now held an Immortal Pearl in his hand. This pearl had quite formidable power, and Monk Mituo dared not take it lightly.

Shen Tian said, “Let me deal with him.”

“Be careful. Qiao Fanfeng’s martial arts are not bad. He was one of the candidates considered for Sect Leader of Immortal City along with Su Hong,” Monk Mituo said.

“And I am no weakling either.” Shen Tian charged out like a bolt of lightning.

With a booming sound, multiple lightning bolts lunged at Qiao Fanfeng. Qiao Fanfeng released a wave of light, blocking the powerful lightning. The dense lightning bolts swallowed up a forest on one side.

Qiao Fanfeng said, “You once stood on the side of righteousness. After the Gate of the Wasteland was broken, how could you ally yourself with these demons?”

“Are you going to lecture me today?”

“Come on, give whatever you’ve got.”

“You are nothing more than someone who depends on the pearl in your hand.”

Qiao Fanfeng did not want to get entangled with him and released an eruption of energy from the Immortal Pearl, like a volcano, aimed directly at Shen Tian.

Shen Tian countered with an avalanche of lightning bolts. In no time, the situation was evenly matched.

In the rear, Guan Yi was responsible for supporting the overall strategy, avoiding any slips and filling gaps. If a gap occurred, it would be torn wider by Monk Mituo’s Army of Death.

They had to withstand the formidable Army of Death, which was made up of beasts and entities that seemed to be part human and part beast.

Seeing everyone gradually struggle, Guan Yi released several Immortal Beasts that had been ready to let loose. The deployment of these beasts from both sides instantly relieved the situation a little. They presented a temporary solution to the manpower shortage. However, the location was not suited for an absolute decisive battle. Although Mituo Monk had more people than Qiao Fanfeng, it was not easy for them to let loose.

Unbeknownst to them, six hours had already passed. They had stabilized the situation, not allowing the Army of Death to find any weak points. Everyone exhaled in relief, but Qiao Fanfeng remained vigilant. He knew that this was a life-and-death battle and there was no room for carelessness. If something went wrong, Guo Mingyu would be in danger.

“We have to hold on. We absolutely have to hold on. We can’t let them pass. Absolutely not,” Qiao Fanfeng said.

The Mutant Winged Dragon indeed yearned to devour Guo Mingyu and Wan Shatong.

But they had run into Fang Ziren and his group.

Fang Ziren was still full of self-blame. Guo Mingyu had fallen into an encirclement while rescuing them. Therefore, they felt a sense of responsibility. When someone had risked their lives to save them, it was not possible to abandon them. Therefore, they became cautious and joined Song Zheng’an to form a sawing action. They could not let the Mutant Winged Dragon lay a siege on Guo Mingyu and his group with full concentration.

It had significant impact.

…

Ye Chen fell into contemplation. He was thinking about what to do when the time came? He generally understood the situation up ahead, but he did not know where Ren Xiongbei and his group were at the moment.

Jiang Zhuge came over to see Ye Chen and said, “They have started fighting. Monk Mituo has intercepted them and is trying to block them off.”

“Can they block Monk Mituo and his group?”

“They should be prepared.”

Ye Chen slightly nodded, he could only hope that was the case.

Jiang Zhuge said, “Sect Leader is wondering, after we arrive and face the Mutant Winged Dragon, how can we rescue Guo Mingyu?”

“Yes, we indeed need to come up with a plan. We are going to save Guo Mingyu and his group. Do you have any good ideas?” Ye Chen asked.

“If the Sect Leader, with such a smart brain, can’t come up with a solution, how can I possibly think of one?”

“Don’t say that. I don’t think I’m that smart.”

“Just get a good night’s sleep. Perhaps tomorrow, you might just come up with a solution.”

Ye Chen laughed at his words.

“Really, I know it. So much has happened recently that you are very worried, afraid that the Central Plains will also become the Wastelands.”

“I am scared that I will not be a match for the Mutant Winged Dragon.”

“That won’t happen. I believe in you, we all do. We have seen your abilities. If even you can’t handle the Mutant Winged Dragon, then there is nobody who can.”

“Don’t flatter me.”

“Get a good night’s sleep, I am sure there will be a solution.”

“Where is that girl?” Ye Chen asked.

“She should be asleep,” said Jiang Zhuge. She had spent a whole day worrying without eating or drinking.

“What about the people with Ren Xiongbei?”

“They should arrive sooner than us,”

…

Qiao Fanfeng and Monk Mituo’s group fought for several rounds, all the way until late into the night, but they did not let the Army of Death break through. They had genuinely surprised Shen Tian, who had not expected them to be so tenacious.

Monk Mituo had to retreat and said, “We will fight again in the morning.” He wanted his disciples to get a good night’s rest and familiarize themselves with the surroundings. Their current resting time would also allow them to recover. He believed that by the next morning, they should have a clearer understanding of things.

Suddenly, Monk Mitra’s men came to a halt. Covered in blood stains from the brutal killing, Guan Yi hesitated in disbelief. He once more sent out a scout to survey their situation, to confirm their intent. Once their rest was confirmed, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Qiao Fanfeng had been able to endure until the fourth watch of the night. Assessing his surroundings, he said, “Good, if they’re resting, we’ll rest too. Everyone, take this time to catch your breath, keep watch if you must.”

The night reclaimed its calm.

It was only then that Guan Yi noticed Qiao Fanfeng’s injuries. He hastily ordered his men to dress the wounds. However, Qiao Fanfeng was wide beside himself with a victor’s high.

“I’m fine. It’s just some slight injuries,” Qiao Fanfeng remarked.

“Regardless, you still need to get them treated,” said Guan Yi.

“Have there been any updates from Song Zheng’an’s team?” Qiao Fanfeng asked.

Guan Yi replied, “Yes, they sent word in the middle of the night. Guo Mingyu and his team are safe. You can rest easy, they won’t let anything happen to Guo Mingyu’s team.”

“That’s relief,” expressed Qiao Fanfeng as he finally relaxed.

As day slightly broke, Slaughter Saint, who had fought valiantly the previous day, hadn’t succeeded in killing Guo Mingyu and his team. For Monk Mitra’s group to also have not arrived was an unexpected surprise, too unbelievable to fathom.

Slaughter Saint mused, “I never expected that damn Qiao Fanfeng could hold off Monk Mitra and his men.”

“Indeed, it’s beyond what I had imagined.”

“Doesn’t this mean we’re actually giving them a chance to wait for New City Sect and Ren Xiongbei’s reinforcements?”

“Seems there isn’t a choice.”

“But if they do come, how are we going to consume them all? We exhausted ourselves yesterday, they must have done the same. Going on like this, we won’t be able to prevail.”

“If only Shen Li and his men could come earlier, I reckon they can’t make it in time,” commented Jing Po.

“Who knew that even the Heavenly City Sect could become so resilient? We tried to drag them in several times but couldn’t succeed,” lamented Slaughter Saint.

“That’s because Qiao Fanfeng is orchestrating them,” noted the Mutant Winged Dragon.

“Then do we have any better solutions?”

Sheng Kong and Gao Ba walked over with a few men. Sheng Kong said, “Dragon, do you have a plan against their strategy? If this drags on, we might not be able to swallow Guo Mingyu’s group whole.”

The Mutant Winged Dragon queried, “By the way, Gao Ba, do you still have the Black Demonic Spirit?”

“It’s no secret that I own the Black Demonic Spirit,” replied Gao Ba.

“Could I borrow it?”

“You want to use it?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll return it after I’m done.”

“Why do you need the Black Demonic Spirit?” Gao Ba questioned.

“I, too, need its colossal power.”

“In order to use its power?” Gao Ba suspected Mutant Winged Dragon’s intentions as he was wary of losing his Black Demonic Spirit, acquired with great effort and by revealing a secret he kept well hidden.

“To confront Guo Mingyu. Guo Mingyu possesses the Demonic Pearl and while I possess the Dragon Slayer Sword, it isn’t the true one. Therefore, I can’t execute its power and break their formation. I believe the Black Demonic Spirit can. I want to test if Guo Mingyu can genuinely resist.”

Gao Ba was rather unwilling to lend it. After endeavours to finally attain the Black Demonic Spirit, how could he give it away so easily?

Sheng Kong intervened, “If it could truly break Guo Mingyu’s formation, then it’d be worth a try. I vouch for you.”

“Still suspicious, huh? This is our only chance,” retorted Mutant Winged Dragon.

“Should you give it a shot? I trust Dragon. A figure of such stature would not stoop to stealing your Black Demonic Spirit,” convinced Sheng Kong.

Having Sheng Kong’s guarantee, Gao Ba agreed, “Alright, it’s not as if there’s an alternative.” If he did not agree, he’d be seen as considerate of his interests rather than the bigger picture. Having interacted with Dragon in these few days, Gao Ba knew he was a man of his word.

Sheng Kong felt surprised to see this.

Gao Ba warned, “If you’re thinking of swindling me of my Black Demonic Spirit, it won’t be that easy.”

Sheng Kong probed, “Is that so? Does it recognize its owner?”

“Yes, it does,” affirmed Gao Ba.

“Can you control it?” Gao Ba had kept his bases covered. Even a dog raised for years would recognize its owner and not get lured away easily.

Although this made Mutant Winged Dragon even more excited, he retorted, “Jing Po, focus on the left flank. Western Old Man, take care of the right. Try as much as you can to clamp down on Song Zheng’an and Fang Ziren respectively. Let’s have a go at this and test whether his Golden Bell Cover is truly indomitable.”

Ye Chen was having a meal by himself when Yu Yun woke up early and came over to him, seeing him eat all alone by a tree.

Upon seeing her, Ye Chen asked, “You’re up pretty early today.”

“Have you thought of a way to rescue my father?”

Ye Chen shook his head and questioned, “If I were to say that I had devised a plan to rescue your father, would you present yourself as a reward to me?”

“Dream on, and you still have the mood to joke around.”