Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1333: Battle Against the Nether Clan

Chapter 1333: Chapter 1333: Battle Against the Nether Clan

You Ming frowned, although she had some biases against Su Chengyu, her discernment was still sharp.

The fierce Sword Qi that Su Chengyu was releasing at the moment was definitely not something an average Nascent Soul could possess; this was something You Ming could still judge.

Thinking about Mo Ningchen’s hesitation-free attitude in letting himself be deliberately moved by the opponent, You Ming finally realized.

Was this guy intentionally leaving Su Chengyu and me to cover the rear alone?

Her gaze fell back on Su Chengyu, and You Ming finally calmed down and said, "Okay, I’ll leave it to you for now. I’ll try not to make a move."

Su Chengyu, without much thought, drew his sword and charged out. You Ming watched his determined silhouette and understood why Su Chengyu had been recommended to the Demon Slayer Department.

Looking at Su Chengyu entering the enemy’s ranks alone with his sword, You Ming indifferently said, "To become a qualified Demon Slayer Saint, just having passion and the ability to fight is far from enough."

Elsewhere, Mo Ningchen followed the hostile aura away from the military tent for several miles before he stopped his steps. He watched his surroundings vigilantly and shifted his gaze, "I’ve already pursued you this far, is there no need to hide anymore? Or are you saying you don’t even have the strength to deal with a Martial Emperor like me?"

Mo Da, disguised as a bodyguard, didn’t conceal his strength; it wasn’t excessive for a direct descendent of the Beitang Family to leave the country with an Eighth-Rank Warrior Emperor for personal protection, which was the reason the Demon Slayer Department made this arrangement.

"The Beitang Family has truly declined, letting an outsider take on the role of the direct lineage’s bodyguard, and so carelessly at that."

A dull voice echoed as General Lays, dressed in deep green military uniform, slowly emerged from the bushes, Mo Ningchen looked at the man before him and squinted, "As I thought, it’s you, General Lays, not even bothering to hide. I guess the military tent has already been attacked?"

"Oh?"

General Lays appeared somewhat surprised while looking at Mo Ningchen, "Since you guessed our real intention was the young people of the Beitang Family and still took the bait, it seems you don’t like being a bodyguard very much, huh? Have you ever thought about joining our Bei Luo Empire?"

"No, no, no, you’ve got it wrong. I merely thought that your ragtag bunch is no threat to my young master, so I simply came out to see what kind of person is pulling strings from behind the curtain."

"Hmph! That Beitang direct lineage child might indeed have some cultivation, but it’s impossible for them to resist the attack of the Nether Clan’s army."

Lays’s words carried a semblance of satisfaction, as if everything was under his control.

"The Nether Clan?"

Mo Ningchen frowned upon hearing this unexpected revelation and immediately turned to return inside the military tent.

However, the moment Mo Ningchen made a move, a huge fist imprint descended from the sky and landed directly on his path of return. Even though Mo Ningchen’s reaction was very swift, the front of his clothes shattered due to the force of the punch, scattering into the air.

"Thinking of leaving now? Isn’t it a bit late? I’ve said no one can save that Beitang family kid."

Mo Ningchen looked at the fist imprint suddenly smashed into the ground and frowned slightly, his expression twitching as he said, "General Lays, you seem to have misunderstood something. I never thought they would be stopped by the mere Nether Clan; I just... didn’t want the situation to become too ugly."

Bang!

Realizing that if he didn’t deal with General Lays, Mo Ningchen knew the latter would never let him go. The moment his words ended, he shot out like a cannonball. His figure flashed through the air, and in an instant, Mo Ningchen lost track of Lays’ position.

In the next second, Mo Ningchen appeared directly behind Lays. His right arm muscles bulged, and he struck down towards Lays’ back with a roaring sound!

With arms crossed in front of his chest, Lays, reacting at the last moment, turned around to block Mo Ningchen’s strike. However, the momentum of Mo Ningchen’s punches was just beginning.

The punches were like wind, continuous like thunder. One punch after another, escalating in force, all of them smashed onto Lays’ body without respite.

Following the eighteenth punch, General Lays’ figure was finally knocked into the air. He skidded across the ground, forming a trench before Lays managed to clumsily stabilize his form.

Looking up in shock, Lays said, "How is this possible? You’re just an Eighth-Rank Warrior Emperor, how can you possess such powerful fist technique! You must be a Martial God too, right?"

"Martial God?" Mo Ningchen sneered at Lays, "If I were a Martial God, you would have been dead a long time ago! Don’t block my way, I have urgent matters to attend to!"

Mo Ningchen, having left the group by himself, did it out of trust in Su Chengyu and You Ming. He believed that with both of them around, even if another Martial God appeared, or if Void Experts appeared, they would not be completely defenseless.

But never had he expected that the person General Lays had secretly conspired with would be from the Nether Clan of the Dark Sea.

Mo Ningchen understood the tactics of the Nether Clan; he also firmly believed that Su Chengyu, unaffected even by the aura of the Demonic Path, would not be harassed by them. But there was still You Ming!

The ambiguous relationship between You Ming and the Nether Clan was not something Mo Ningchen dared to gamble on. Should any mishap occur, their secret mission into the Bei Luo Empire would be declared a failure even before it had begun.

Taking a deep breath, General Lays no longer dared to be arrogant in the face of the imposing Mo Ningchen.

He didn’t care whether Mo Ningchen was a Martial God or a Warrior Emperor; at that moment, he truly regarded this man as an equal and engaged in battle with him.

Meanwhile, inside a nearby military tent, a surge of Sword Qi, like a bulldozer, headed straight towards the members of the Nether Clan.

The Dragon Slayer Sword naturally suppressed the Demon Clan, and it seemed to have a hierarchical impact on the Nether Clan as well. The fierce Sword Qi made those of the Nether Clan below the rank of Warrior Emperor unable to withstand head-on, forcing them to retreat continuously and even use the puppetized North Luo Soldiers as shields.

Initially, Su Chengyu hesitated a bit, but as he wavered, You Ming’s words immediately rang in his ears.

"Show no mercy. Those turned into puppets by the Nether Clan’s secret technique are thoroughly dead already," You Ming advised.

The timely message eliminated all of Su Chengyu’s hesitations, and his Sword Qi effortlessly sliced through the puppet corpses like cutting vegetables.

These soldiers, martial artists in life, didn’t see much change in their physical strength after becoming puppets, but they lost the ability to flexibly wield their True Qi. Faced with Su Chengyu’s fierce Sword Qi, they were unable to offer any effective resistance and crumbled upon contact.

The Nether Clan quickly realized something was amiss and responded. A squad leader-looking figure immediately organized a large group of the Nether Clan to counterattack Su Chengyu.

Su Chengyu, who had been waiting for this moment, didn’t hesitate to use his technique as the Nether Clan gathered together.

"Heavenly Qi-breaking Five Thunder Technique!"

The long-charged Heavenly Thunder roared down, exploding amidst the Nether Clan crowd. This well-prepared strike instantly claimed the lives of dozens of Nether beings.