Chapter 159: Azure Dragon, I Will Surely Kill You!

The Wu Realm is boundlessly vast.

Many races inhabit it.

Many astonishing events have occurred there.

But this incident was different.

It wasn't about exotic species of heaven and earth, nor divine or saintly bodies, but a group of insignificant "Mortals."

They had nothing extraordinary about them, possessing only tenacity amidst their lowliness. They lacked both Skeletal Roots and Comprehension Ability, nor did they have suitable armor or Martial Skills; all they had was a single Fools Art.

It was a rather crude Cultivation Technique.

Let alone a Martial Dao Human Immortal, even Martial Artists of the Xiantian Realm and Acquired realm would shake their heads repeatedly upon seeing it.

All felt that its side effects were too heavy.

It was far inferior to conventional Cultivation Techniques.

Yet, it was precisely such a technique that became the key for the Qiuhuo Army to tear through the Yao Race's encirclement.

People marveled, marveled at the tenacity of the Qiuhuo Army, but that was all; the army soon vanished from public view.

By the time they reappeared, the Qiuhuo Army had become incredibly frenzied.

Under the leadership of a young girl named "Wu Yingxue."

They launched a wild assault on the forces of the Yao Race.

The Wu Realm has many powerful races. As a relatively strong race, the Human Race constantly deals with attacks from various other races; invasions and counter-invasions happen in an instant.

But it was strange.

The Qiuhuo Army led by Wu Yingxue was only interested in attacking demons.

Was it because they had lived in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and suffered too much torment?

Some speculated this way, yet felt it wasn't quite right; the Qiuhuo Army and Wu Yingxue were too crazed, having reached a point of irreconcilable enmity with the demons.

Such a feud.

Such hatred.

It could no longer be explained by simple emotions.

Some thought the Qiuhuo Army would soon perish, but the truth was exactly the opposite.

The Qiuhuo Army grew larger year by year. Every year, they could rescue many Mortals who had been captured as blood food from the heart of the Yao Race territory and bring them into their ranks.

Meanwhile, within the Human Race of the Wu Realm.

Some who lacked power but also shared a grudge against the demons chose to join the Qiuhuo Army.

The scale of the Qiuhuo Army grew larger and larger.

Gradually, as their numbers increased, the prototype of a "nation" began to form.

However, Wu Yingxue had no such intentions. Her heart was set on avenging Xu Xi, wanting to slay as many demons as possible.

…

"Sir, it's almost time…"

"Soon, I will become even stronger…"

"And truly avenge you."

Several years later.

The Qiuhuo Army once again slaughtered all the demons in a "Breeding Farm."

Compared to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the scale of this "Breeding Farm" was much smaller, which was why the Qiuhuo Army led by Wu Yingxue could trample it flat.

More importantly.

It was the girl's current Human Immortal cultivation level.

Like rising flames, like the morning sun, new life was interspersed amidst the endless destruction.

It was the blending of life and death.

A reshaping akin to Nirvana.

In silence, Wu Yingxue took out a cyan scale.

The scale was thick and broad, looking quite massive. Its shape and color were extremely similar to those of the Emperor of Da Qian from years ago.

Why was this?

The answer was obvious.

"Azure… Dragon…"

The girl spoke those two words almost through gritted teeth, her palm tightly gripping the edge of the dragon scale until a line of blood seeped out.

I won't let you off, I absolutely won't let you off!

No matter what, even if this body perishes, even if I lose everything.

I will absolutely make you.

PAY! THE! PRICE!

"Whoosh~~~" A light breeze brushed her face. The wind was cool, making Wu Yingxue recall the night she left the Hundred Thousand Mountains once again.

She looked up at the sky, holding a new spear, her grip tightening further.

Roaring flames surged, evaporating her tears.

…

Wu Yingxue was still fighting; the Qiuhuo Army that had emerged from the Hundred Thousand Mountains was still fighting.

Their goal was clear, their will firm.

Everything was for the sake of slaying demons.

The newcomers were the same; they joined the Qiuhuo Army specifically to slay demons.

The Fools Art allowed Mortals to Cultivate, but there was an upper limit to this power; it only provided an opportunity and could not make one powerful instantly.

Naturally.

Throughout years of warfare, members of the Qiuhuo Army who cultivated the Fools Art died one after another.

They died by the sharp claws and fangs of the demons.

Occasionally, they would also encounter attacks from other races.

After the Qiuhuo Army's scale expanded, besides the counterattacks from the demons, there were also more greedy gazes from other races coveting this massive amount of blood food.

Fortunately, the Human Race was not weak.

In the process, other Human Race experts also intervened.

Allowing the Qiuhuo Army to continue its existence.

…

Years of slaughter, years of conquest.

Gradually, the Qiuhuo Army became a thorn in the side of the demons. There were Demon Gods and Demon Saints who raged impotently, wishing they could tear Wu Yingxue into pieces.

Wu Yingxue was extremely careful.

Every time a Yao Race powerhouse made a move, she could always lead the Qiuhuo Army to avoid disaster.

After several such cycles.

The demons gave up on setting ambushes.

They merely treated the Qiuhuo Army like mosquitoes. Since they only attacked some "Breeding Farms" and couldn't truly affect anything significant, they just decided to ignore them.

"Just minor skirmishes."

Both the demons and the Human Race of the Wu Realm shared this assessment.

Ultimately, this world respects strength above all. Even if the Qiuhuo Army hated the demons, what could Wu Yingxue, who was only a Human Immortal, and other even weaker people, possibly do?

If it were the further Paramita Realm.

Or the Transcendence Realm, which can shatter the Void Realm and stand in Chaos.

Those would be the existences that could truly pose a major threat to the demons.

Yes.

That's how it should have been.

Over a hundred years later.

The demons had completely grown accustomed to the Qiuhuo Army's existence. Except for the weak lower-level demons who felt fear, the high-and-mighty Demon Gods and Demon Saints were utterly dismissive.

Some even stated bluntly that if the Qiuhuo Army didn't run so fast, they could have flattened them with a single claw.

Such demon-exclusive jokes persisted for a long time.

Until a piece of appalling news spread throughout the entire Wu Realm, plunging both the demons and the Human Race into incomprehensible shock.

The Azure Dragon Demon God.

An expert of the Paramita Realm above the Human Immortal level.

Was ambushed and forcibly killed by the Qiuhuo Army.

It wasn't the Qiuhuo Army's defeat, nor was the name misheard; a real Demon God had indeed been killed.

No, more accurately, it was "drowned."

The leader of the Qiuhuo Army, the existence known as Wu Yingxue, for some unknown deep-seated hatred toward the Azure Dragon Demon God, had used several life-sacrificing Forbidden Martial Arts to forcibly obtain Paramita-level combat power.

She fought and grappled with the Azure Dragon.

The members of the Qiuhuo Army assisted from the side.

Over and over, again and again, using those seemingly weak attacks.

They attacked the Azure Dragon endlessly.

The Azure Dragon was too arrogant and never imagined the possibility of defeat. By the time it realized something was wrong, its body had already become exhausted.

"Sir, I finally… I finally…"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

After the Azure Dragon fell, its bruised and battered appearance was extremely wretched.

The girl lay prone on top of it, repeatedly tearing at the Azure Dragon's flesh with her teeth and drinking the tart dragon blood. Her entire body was dyed red with dragon blood, her appearance terrifying and tragic.

But she laughed happily, her voice tinged with sobbing and breakdown.

Those devouring along with her.

Were also the people who had emerged from the Hundred Thousand Mountains back then.