The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 249 - 133 Direct Crush!_3

Chapter 249: Chapter 133 Direct Crush!_3

Kill, kill, kill!

As a supreme being of the Blood Palace, one naturally has to bathe in bloody rain and slaughter all who oppose.

Merely dozens of breaths were enough, for all over a hundred supremes present had fallen. Only one remained alive due to Yang Hun’s purposeful reluctance to kill.

After all, even the strongest supreme being could not withstand the joint attack of a thousand supremes.

Among these thousand supremes, there were not a few great supremes too.

"Take the one left alive, offer him to the Blood Master!" Yang Hun Supreme commanded. His voice was tinged with a hint of thrill.

It’s such a pity that their enemies this time were just too weak. It was a mere sweep, they didn’t even get to show their clever strategies.

"Yang Hun... the Venerable is invincible. Even if you have thousands of supremes, what of it?" The human supreme saw that there was no way out for him, so he decided to be bold. "You have no idea what a formidable existence the Venerable is!"

Yang Hun Supreme gave this supreme a disdainful glance and sneered, using his words against him: "And you have no idea what a formidable existence your Venerable is up against!"

He led a small squad, pushing the severely wounded supreme behind him.

Like a dead fish, the supreme didn’t even bother to struggle.

He was led into the black fog by Yang Hun, and his heart suddenly raged.

For some unknown reason, he felt his body shivering unconsciously in fear.

Yang Hun’s humble voice came to his ear: "Blood Master, the hundred supremes guarding the entrance of the Ten Thousand Monsters Gate have been completely executed, leaving only one alive as per your request!"

The human supreme immediately felt numerous eyes peering at him within the darkness.

When he looked up, his previously hopeless eyes revealed a shocking sight!

What did he see?

Dense, dense supremes!

They were suspended in the air, forming various military formations just like mortals, surrounding the highest throne where an unmatched figure in a blood-colored robe sat.

How many supremes were there...?

The superb swallowed.

In the black fog, divine senses couldn’t spread far. He glanced over but he couldn’t see clearly.

Ten thousand? Thirty thousand, or a hundred thousand?

Impossible.

The world is broken, isn’t it?

How could there be so many supremes?

Suddenly, he recalled the words he said to Yang Hun Supreme. Looking back now, they seemed absurdly laughable.

"Where is the Venerable’s hideout?

And where’s Bai Di now?" The cold voice of the blood-colored robe that sat high on the throne landed on the superb.

The superb looked up, met Qi Yuan’s eyes, and answered blankly, "They are all in... the Ten Thousand Fields..."

He didn’t hold back and mechanically relayed the information he knew.

Whether the information was shared or not no longer mattered.

The dense supremes in the sky were beyond comprehension, beyond imagination.

How was the Venerable he respected most going to handle this?

He stared at Qi Yuan, then suddenly let out an anguished shout, "Is Heaven going to destroy our Feng Realm? Are you this great devil?"

Once he’d spoken, he chose to end his life on the spot.

Yang Hun Supreme’s face twitched slightly, "My apologies for my shortcomings that allowed this beast to disrespect the Blood Master!"

Qi Yuan’s eyes remained calm. He looked at Yang Hun Supreme and asked, "Am I a great devil?"

Yang Hun Supreme hurriedly replied, "Blood Master is the child of destiny, the overlord of this world, how can he be a great devil?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Yuan smiled.

Just then, the supreme of the vanguard camp returned, "Blood Master, we’ve captured some supremes who claimed to be people from your past!"

Accompanied by the voice, five supremes were brought before Qi Yuan.

Initially wearing a playful smile, Ling Yayi almost fell to his knees at the sight of the countless supreme army in the sky.

He Wu was also stunned, the scene before his eyes exceeding their imaginations.

They thought that the Blood Master had simply consolidated the supreme power of the Feng Realm.

Yet, was that a consolidation?

That was... creation out of nothing!

Ling Yayi swallowed and boldly spoke to ease his nerves, "Master, Master, do you remember me?"

Qi Yuan looked at the handsome and suave Ling Yayi, noticing his obscured left face, his expression revealed a hint of emotion, "North Demon Thirteen Monsters... I know you, but I don’t know which one you are, what’s your name?"

Time changes everything, the wheel of life can erase any trace of a person.

Even Bai Li, once full of arrogance, had turned into a sickly sweet Ningtuo.

He didn’t recognize Ling Yayi, but he knew that this was his eldest disciple who entered the Ten Thousand Monster Gate, suffered the curse of the monsters and worked hard to wake him up.

Silence.

Hearing Qi Yuan’s words, Ling Yayi fell silent.

He shouldn’t have spoken.

After all, there were nearly a hundred thousand troops present.

Under their watch, saying his old name would be too embarrassing.

"I am... Nangong..."

"Nangong?" Qi Yuan was a bit puzzled.

"Nangong, Nangong..." Ling Yayi got a bit impatient, finally, he blurted out, "Nangong... Big Dog."

"Big Dog?" Qi Yuan looked at Ling Yayi again and finally recognized him.

Nangong Big Dog was a native of Jiupan Mountain.

The hundred thousand army behind him, hearing this odd name, displayed a fleeting change on their faces.

If it weren’t for the Blood Master’s presence and the fact that they were in the military, they would have probably burst out laughing.

"Master, he is the Foolish Daoist, now called He Wu!"

"Master, I am Gu Qin!"

...

"I’m Bai Li!"

Qi Yuan listened to the five of them, his expression calming. He carefully looked at each of them, etching their faces into his mind and said solemnly, "I... remember you all."

He took this remembrance very seriously.

He had many people to remember.

Like the five ancestors in the five elements forbidden land of the first game.

Or Zhang Sheng and Chen Jiao who offered him a drink in the City of No Return.

"Master, the situation at the Ten Thousand Fields is critical. Please send troops immediately to apprehend the Venerable!

Golden Canary... She’s still waiting for you!" He Wu said seriously.

He knew, now was not the time for reminiscing. They had to quickly resolve the crisis at the Ten Thousand Fields.

Old memories surfaced in Qi Yuan’s mind, his expression indifferent.

Once... they overran the great boss, Venerable, and defended the City of No Return, this mission would truly be over.

It’s time for him... to leave this game.

"Advance!" A glimmer of ferocity flashed in Qi Yuan’s eyes.

At the end... Kill, kill, kill!

The hundred thousand supremes in the sky, the hundred thousand red robes, all marched towards the Ten Thousand Fields!