Chapter 269: “Old Hag, your thighs are way too thick!”

"Rumble—!!!"

Accompanied by the furious shout of the Qingyun Sect Master, the sky over the Sunset Plain instantly changed color.

Over a hundred Golden Core and Nascent Soul Stage Elders from the four major Sects struck simultaneously, and a massive amount of true essence surged straight into the sky without reservation, wildly intertwining and fusing in mid-air.

In an instant, a massive light net that blotted out the sun and sky rapidly formed above the firmament!

In the east, the Elders of the Tianjian Sect condensed tens of thousands of sharp, silvery Sword Qi, transforming them into the blades of the light net; in the west, the eminent monks of Wanfo Temple chanted Sanskrit incantations in unison, with golden Buddhist seals of the character "卐" suppressing the Void Realm; in the south, the sound waves of Xuanyin Pavilion turned into substantive chains, sealing off all paths of retreat; and in the north, it was the Haoran gale of the Qingyun Sect, transforming into the eye of the storm and dominating the operation of the entire grand Formation!

"Tiangang Demon-Subduing Grand Formation"!

This was the ultimate fatal grand Formation kept at the bottom of the Righteous Alliance chest, claiming that even true Soul Transformation Stage Great Perfection old freaks could be trapped and killed within it.

Right now, to deal with the Heavenly Demon Palace, they completely threw away their pride and directly activated this ultimate trump card.

"Vixen! And Gu Lan, you unfilial little beast who betrays your master and ancestors!"

The Qingyun Sect Master hovered in the center of the Formation eye, his hair and beard standing on end like a deity controlling the punishments of heaven and earth, condescendingly looking down at the demon god ship below and Gu Lan on the arena.

"Today, this old man shall use this Tiangang Demon-Subduing Grand Formation to completely refine you demonic evildoers into ashes!"

"The Righteous Path endures forever! Slay the demons!"

"Slay the demons! Slay the demons! Slay the demons!"

Below, those one hundred thousand Righteous Path Disciples who had originally been frightened out of their wits by Gu Lan instantly felt like they had been injected with chicken blood as they looked at the Formation in the sky that blazed like a scorching sun, once again erupting into deafening roars.

In their view, with such a world-destroying array, even if the King of Heaven himself came, he would still meet his doom on the spot!

On the arena.

Gu Lan looked up at the huge light net descending slowly with the momentum of Mount Tai crushing the top above his head, feeling as though the surrounding air had turned into mercury, heavy enough to make people unable to breathe.

That terrifying pressure mixed with the ultimate arts of the four major Sects directly crushed the obsidian arena beneath his feet into inch-by-inch fractures, emitting teeth-aching "ka-ka" sounds.

"Damn it, these hypocrites cannot afford to lose, right? If they cannot win, they call for people to set up a Formation?"

Gu Lan clenched his back teeth, and the ten-pattern purple extreme golden core within his body began to frantically issue warnings. The Green Lotus Core Flame and Red Lotus Karmic Fire stirred restlessly within his Meridians, ready at any moment to break through his body and resist head-on.

But he did not act immediately.

Because he knew that he was now someone with a "backer".

To not hug the top-grade thighs at the Soul Transformation Stage Peak and instead go up to fight hard himself, would that not make him an idiot?

Sure enough.

Faced with this overwhelming, terrifying killing Formation sufficient to destroy a radius of a hundred miles, an extremely abrupt and even somewhat lazy chuckle came from the demon god ship high in the sky.

"Heh…"

This laughter was not loud, but it eerily pierced through the sky-filling Sword Qi and Sanskrit chants, landing clearly on the eardrums of everyone.

"Tiangang Demon-Subduing Grand Formation?"

"A thousand years ago, those old things of you Righteous Path who were about to enter their coffins could not even stop the pace of my Heavenly Demon Palace with this lousy Formation. Now, a thousand years later, you descendants and grandchildren still treat it like a treasure and take it out to show off?"

Ye Hongzhuang slowly stood up from the purple-gold throne.

The dark red form-fitting long dress she wore today rattled in the wind. The black fox-fur cloak draped over her outer body slipped halfway down with her movement, revealing a large expanse of breathtaking snow-white skin.

She did not summon any Magic Treasure, nor did she even move her footsteps half a step. She just stood casually on the deck, slightly lifting her peerlessly beautiful and bewitching face.

"Very well."

"Since you group of frogs at the bottom of the well want to see, then today, this seat shall show great mercy and teach you…"

"What true power is."

The moment the voice fell.

Ye Hongzhuang slowly raised her slender right hand wearing black hollowed-out gloves.

There were no complicated hand seals, no lengthy incantations.

She simply brought her index and middle fingers together, and extremely casually, gently slashed upwards toward the brilliantly golden demon-subduing net above her head!

"Rip—!!!"

Between heaven and earth, a crisp sound resembling cloth being forcibly ripped apart seemed to ring out.

Amidst the terrified and desperate gazes of the hundreds of thousands of people present!

A terrifying Devilish Qi fissure, a thousand zhang long and so black it seemed to swallow even light, followed the fingertips of Ye Hongzhuang and soared straight into the sky with a destructive and unreasonable posture!

Wherever this black fissure passed, space twisted and the Laws collapsed!

"Boom!!!"

That "Tiangang Demon-Subduing Grand Formation", which had gathered the lifelong cultivation of over a hundred Elders from the four major Sects and was claimed to be indestructible, was split into two on the spot the moment it came into contact with this black fissure, just like a fragile paper lantern!

There was no deadlock, no contention!

There was only complete and utter suppression!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The moment the grand Formation was broken, the violent backlash swept back like a tsunami.

The over one hundred Righteous Path Elders hovering in mid-air simultaneously spewed out a large mouthful of fresh blood, and like kites with broken strings, plummeted down from the sky like dumplings!

"How is this possible?!"

The Qingyun Sect Master in the center of the Formation eye felt his chest as if struck by lightning, and the whole person was blown back several hundred zhang by the backlash force, heavily slamming into a distant Peak and directly smashing a huge pit out of the Peak.

Disheveled, he crawled out of the pile of rubble, his face covered in blood, and in those eyes that were originally full of confidence, there was now only endless fear and despair.

"A single finger… just a single finger, and it broke the Tiangang Demon-Subduing Grand Formation?!"

"Her cultivation… could it be that she has already broken through the Soul Transformation Stage and reached that legendary Realm?!"

Dead silence.

The entire Sunset Plain fell into a silence even more dead than a mass grave.

Those one hundred thousand Righteous Path Disciples who were just clamoring to "Slay the demons" were now all like ducks with their necks choked, their legs weak, and many even directly knelt on the ground trembling because they could not withstand the remaining demonic might.

Despair.

Deep despair enveloped the hearts of every Righteous Path Cultivator.

This sense of powerlessness, as if ants facing a god, completely shattered all their pride and courage to resist.

On the arena.

Gu Lan swallowed an extremely difficult mouthful of saliva, looking up at the peerlessly graceful and domineering Female Demon Lord on the demon god ship.

"F*ck… these thighs are way too thick!"

"Where the hell is this eating soft rice? This is simply hugging a nuclear missile!"

The heart of Gu Lan beat wildly. He was both glad that he was an undercover agent and somewhat fearful. If this woman found out one day that she was being deceived by him, she could probably grind him into powder with a single finger.

"Uninteresting."

Ye Hongzhuang slowly retracted her hand, looking at the Righteous Path Cultivators below like stray dogs, a flash of extreme boredom and annoyance crossing the depths of her eyes.

"I thought you hypocrites could come up with some new tricks, but you are still as vulnerable as ever."

She turned around, as if taking one more look at them would dirty her own eyes.

"Since you are all in such a rush to seek death, today this seat will grant your wish."

Ye Hongzhuang raised her right hand, and within her palm, a pitch-black demonic fire ten times more terrifying than before was frantically condensing. The destructive aura caused the space of the entire Sunset Plain to begin to distort violently.

She intended to directly drop the demonic fire and turn these one hundred thousand Righteous Path elites along with this wasteland into ashes together!

"Oh no!"

The expression of Gu Lan changed drastically.

This woman was a complete lunatic. If she really slapped down, the Foundation of the Qingyun Sect would be completely ruined! What was the point of playing his undercover mission anymore? He would directly become a commander of a bare pole!

He had to stop her! But he could not break his own brutal and greedy Demonic Path persona!

In a flash of lightning, the brain of Gu Lan operated at high speed.

He abruptly kicked away a piece of gravel by his feet, his figure shooting into the sky like lightning, and landed directly on the deck of the demon god ship, kneeling on one knee in front of Ye Hongzhuang.

"Your Eminence, wait!"

Gu Lan shouted loudly, forcefully squeezing an extremely greedy and fawning smile onto his face.

"Your Eminence, calm your anger! These trash are not worth pity, but if it dirties the hands of Your Eminence, that would not be worth it!"

The movement of Ye Hongzhuang paused slightly, her cold phoenix eyes lowering to look at Gu Lan kneeling at her feet.

"What? Have you grown soft-hearted?"

"This subordinate would not dare!"

Gu Lan quickly raised his volume, putting on an extremely fanatical appearance.

"This subordinate just feels that killing them wastes too much time!"

"When this subordinate was fighting them on the arena just now, I heard a top-secret piece of news! The Gods and Demons Tomb of the Far North has already shown signs of loosening for its opening!"

"That place hides the supreme Legacy of the ancient demon gods! If other secluded old monsters get there first, would that not be a huge loss for our Holy Cult?!"

The eyeballs of Gu Lan spun rapidly, spouting a bunch of nonsense.

"Compared to that, what are these Righteous Path ants? They have already been frightened out of their wits by Your Eminence, their Dao Heart completely destroyed, and they are no different from cripples!"

"This subordinate implores Your Eminence to temporarily spare their dog lives and let them live in the shadow of Your Eminence fear! Let us set off immediately for the Far North to seize the Gods and Demons Legacy. That is the true eternal hegemony!"

The words of Gu Lan were impassioned, vividly portraying the image of a mercenary, greedy, and shameless demonic Cultivator lackey.

Ye Hongzhuang quietly looked at him.

She could naturally tell that this kid was talking nonsense. As a Soul Transformation Stage powerhouse, she had long since sensed any top-secret news or the fluctuations of the Gods and Demons Tomb opening in the Far North.

For this kid to suddenly jump out and stop her, eighty percent of it was still due to a tiny bit of soft-heartedness toward those fellow Disciples of the Righteous Path.

However.

Looking at Gu Lan racking his brains to make up lies and desperately trying to please her just to stop her, Ye Hongzhuang inexplicably found him somewhat pleasing to the eye.

"Since you little puppy are in such a rush to go treasure-hunting for this seat."

Ye Hongzhuang slowly retracted the demonic fire in her palm, the killing intent in the depths of her eyes dissipating, replaced by a trace of lazy banter.

"Then this seat will humor you and spare this group of trash a path to survive."

"Many thanks for Your Eminence wisdom!" Gu Lan let out a long sigh of relief in his heart, his back clothes soaked in cold sweat.

Meanwhile, below.

Hiding in the corner of the broken Righteous Path Formation, Jiang Wanqing was tightly gripping the hanshuang sword, her eye sockets red.

She had just witnessed with her own eyes the Female Demon Lord about to deal a destructive blow, and she had also watched with her own eyes as Gu Lan rushed up at the risk of his life, forcibly dissuading the Female Demon Lord through that extremely fawning and self-defaming way!

"Junior Brother…"

The nails of Jiang Wanqing sank deeply into her palms, and tears silently slipped down.

"To save our entire Righteous Path, he actually went to kneel for that Female Demon Lord, and even uttered such obsequious words…"

"He trampled all his dignity under his feet and disguised himself as a greedy villain, just to divert the attention of the Female Demon Lord!"

"Junior Brother, you are too foolish! You have sacrificed so much for the Righteous Path, yet they are still scolding you as a traitor!"

At this moment, the overthinking filter of Jiang Wanqing not only did not shatter, but instead sublimated to a nearly "sacred" height. In her eyes, Gu Lan kneeling at the feet of the Demon Lord was more majestic than any Righteous Path Sect Master standing in the sunlight!

"Set sail."

On the demon god ship, Ye Hongzhuang coldly spat out two words.

"Rumble—!"

The huge battleship emitted a heaven-shaking roar, and then slowly turned its direction.

Under the extremely complex, fearful, and angry gazes of the crowd of Righteous Path Cultivators, the demon god ship tore through the dark clouds, carrying sky-filling Devilish Qi, and galloped towards the direction of the Far North without looking back.

Leaving behind a scarred Sunset Plain, and a group of Righteous Path hypocrites whose Dao Hearts had suffered setbacks.

Gu Lan stood on the deck, looking at the gradually receding Sunset Plain, and the stone hanging in his heart finally landed.

"Managed to fool my way through."

Just when he was secretly rejoicing.

Ye Hongzhuang suddenly turned her head, her phoenix eyes landing on him with a half-smile.

"Little undercover, since you want to go to the Far North to hunt for treasures so much."

"Then when we arrive at the place later, you will scout the path at the very front for this seat."

"If you cannot find those Legacies you mentioned… this seat would not mind tearing you apart in the Far North to use as firewood."