406: Chapter 406 The Demon Clan's Ultimate Weapon! A Meat Grinder on the Flanking Battlefield

Shifting focus from the secluded Demon Race heartland cavern to the front lines of the battlefield tens of thousands of miles away.

The eastern flank of the Myriad Realms Battlefield was an ancient plain shrouded in dark red Evil Qi. The ground was riddled with bottomless ravines, and broken ancient weapons were thrust into the parched earth like weeds.

At this moment, this deathly silent plain was witnessing an unprecedented meat grinder of a battle.

To pin down the main forces of the Xu Family, the God-Nether Alliance had deployed a massive amount of cannon fodder on the flank.

It was a vast army of millions of ghosts awakened by the Nether Race. They had no physical forms, appearing only as clouds of black mist filled with resentment and Death Qi. These ghosts were tireless and fearless of death, surging frantically toward the Xu Family's flank defense line like a black tide.

Ordinary swords and Spells falling upon them were like mud cows entering the sea, only stirring up faint ripples.

Facing this scalp-numbing sea of ghosts, those guarding the flank defense line were not the Xu Family's Pojun Imperial Guards.

Instead, they were two figures of unparalleled elegance, yet radiating a sky-piercing Killing Intent.

Since the opening of the Myriad Realms Battlefield, Long Aoxue and Feng Jiuyou had served as Yao Race commanders, leading their Yao soldiers to guard this flank defense line.

Two days ago, when Xu Chen was "wholesaling" Great Saint Realm quotas in the central command tent, they hadn't been present. However, Xu Chen clearly hadn't forgotten his two Yao Race wives; he had immediately sent people to deliver the Great Emperor's Legacies that best matched their Origins to the flank military camp.

Now, having completely refined their Origins, the two queens had firmly stepped into the Great Saint Realm.

Long Aoxue wore a form-fitting ice-blue battle armor that perfectly outlined her tall, hot, and explosive figure. She held a Dragon Bone Spear that emitted a bone-chilling cold, and a pair of azure vertical pupils danced with excited Battle Intent.

Beside her, Feng Jiuyou wore a fiery red Feather Cloak, looking noble and cold. She held no weapon; instead, between her slender jade-like hands, clusters of heart-palpitating Rebirth Divine Fire flickered constantly.

These two supreme queens, who once ruled the Demon Realm, had been holding a grudge ever since they learned that Bai Ningbing and Lin Qingxue had secured the first "exclusive favor rights."

To them, this army of millions of ghosts today wasn't a threat at all, but the perfect military medal to use when asking for rewards from their husband.

"Jiuyou, we have an agreement. You aren't allowed to compete with me this time. That half on the left is mine, and the right is yours."

Long Aoxue twirled the Dragon Bone Spear in her hand, producing a series of cracking bone-like pops.

Feng Jiuyou parted her red lips slightly, revealing a cold smile that looked down upon the world.

"To each their own ability. Whoever kills more, husband will flip their name tag tonight."

The moment the words fell.

Two terrifying pressures belonging to Great Saint Realm experts erupted over the plain like two awakening volcanoes.

Long Aoxue held nothing back. The True Dragon Bloodline within her body, which had been purified to the extreme through the System's feedback, boiled completely.

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar that shook the Nine Heavens.

Her graceful body expanded rapidly in mid-air, transforming directly into a ten-thousand-zhang-long ancient divine Dragon covered in hard ice-blue dragon scales.

The divine Dragon coiled in the firmament, blotting out the sun. Those dragon eyes, like two blue suns, looked down coldly at the dense army of ghosts below.

"Roar—!"

Long Aoxue opened her abyss-like dragon maw.

An azure storm mixed with destructive dragon breath poured down like the Nine Heavens' Silver River, precisely covering the area on the left side of the battlefield.

Those Nether Race ghosts, who left ordinary Cultivators helpless, didn't even have time to scream in the face of this absolute power. If even a sliver of the dragon breath touched them, their bodies of black mist would instantly freeze into ice sculptures, then shatter into a flurry of ice crystals under the violent dragon pressure.

With just one breath of dragon flame, nearly a hundred thousand ghosts were annihilated.

On the other side, Feng Jiuyou was not to be outdone.

The Void Realm behind her distorted violently as a phantom of an Undying Divine Phoenix, with wings wide enough to cover a hundred miles, condensed into form. It wasn't just a phantom, but a Divine Phoenix Avatar manifested through her Great Saint Realm cultivation.

"Heaven Incineration!"

Feng Jiuyou's cold voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The Undying Divine Phoenix Avatar flapped its wings.

A sea of fire appeared out of thin air. It wasn't ordinary fire, but Rebirth Divine Fire capable of burning all things, even scorching the Soul into nothingness.

The divine fire transformed into countless smaller fire Phoenixes, crashing into the sea of ghosts on the right like a rainstorm.

If Long Aoxue's attack was extreme cold and pulverization, then Feng Jiuyou's attack was total purification.

The moment those ghosts touched the Rebirth Divine Fire, they were like snowflakes falling into a deep fryer, vaporized instantly without leaving even a trace of Death Qi.

The symphony of ice and fire composed a cruel yet magnificent display of violent aesthetics on the flank battlefield.

Before these two Yao Race queens in their full-burst Great Saint Realm states, the concept of numbers had lost its meaning.

The army of a million ghosts was ground into nothingness by this one-sided slaughter before they could even touch the edge of the Xu Family's Formations.

Several Nether Race Commanders hiding in the rear to supervise the battle were scared out of their wits by the Dragon and Phoenix in the sky. They didn't even have the courage to shout threats, immediately crushing their Teleportation Jade Talismans and scrambling back to the alliance's main camp.

The setting sun was like blood.

Not a single intact ghost could be found on the plain; only the intertwined spiritual energy fluctuations of extreme cold and heat remained in the air.

In mid-air.

The avatars of the ten-thousand-zhang divine Dragon and the Undying Divine Phoenix slowly dissipated.

Long Aoxue and Feng Jiuyou reverted to human form, landing lightly on the ground. Their battle armor and Feather Cloak were spotless, without even a single extra wrinkle.

"On your left side, it looks like a few fish escaped the net. It seems I win tonight," Feng Jiuyou said, looking at the area Long Aoxue was responsible for, a victor's smile playing on her lips.

"Nonsense! There were clearly more ghosts on my side!" Long Aoxue retorted somewhat guiltily, her dragon eyes showing her refusal to concede.

The two women glared at each other without yielding, then transformed into two streaks of light, racing toward the Xu Family's main camp.

...

Inside the Xu Family camp, outside the central main hall.

Xu Chen was dressed in well-tailored Black Casual Robes, sitting lazily in a grandmaster's chair. Holding a cup of Dao Enlightenment Immortal Tea just brewed by the Grand Elder, he watched the meat grinder battle on the flank through a Formation light screen.

Looking at those two fierce ancient Yao Beast phantoms, Xu Chen nodded with satisfaction.

These Great Saint Realm wives, whom he had built up with resources and Cultivation Techniques, were each a nuclear-level combat force capable of holding their own on the battlefield. With such a group of capable helpmates, his job as the head of the family was much easier.

While he was lost in thought.

Two streaks of light pierced directly through the camp's defensive Formation and landed steadily on the plaza in front of the main hall.

The two Yao Race queens, who were just radiating murderous intent on the battlefield, had now completely retracted their Killing Intent.

Long Aoxue jogged up the steps. Her tall figure seemed to shrink by half in front of Xu Chen; like a wronged large feline, she squatted directly by Xu Chen's legs.

Resting her chin on Xu Chen's thigh, she looked at him pitifully with her azure vertical pupils, her ice-blue dragon tail wagging behind her in a pleasing manner.

"Husband, I spat to death hundreds of thousands of disgusting ghosts in one go today. My throat is about to smoke; won't you praise me?"

Although Feng Jiuyou didn't act as exaggeratedly as Long Aoxue, she had also shed her usual high-and-mighty queen persona.

She walked to Xu Chen's side and naturally took the tea cup from his hand. Leaning down, her red lips gently blew on the scalding tea before handing it to Xu Chen's lips.

"Husband, the trouble on the flank has been cleared. Is husband satisfied with the combat power of the Divine Phoenix Clan?"

Feng Jiuyou's narrow phoenix eyes shimmered with a ripe allure.

Xu Chen stroked Long Aoxue's ice-blue hair with one hand, occasionally pinching her translucent dragon horns, causing her to let out a comfortable hum. With his other hand, he pulled Feng Jiuyou's slender waist closer.

"Satisfied. With you two capable helpmates clearing the obstacles for me, I am naturally very satisfied."