248: Chapter 248 The Female Ghost General's Slaughter Feast, The Terrifying Blood Hand Deep Within the Formation!

Li Changfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a bitter smile. He looked up at the majestic Frost Giant Dragon in mid-air, his heart filled with shock and bitterness.

He had led over a hundred fully armed special operations elites into the Poisonous Miasma Valley, fighting for their lives and nearly facing total annihilation.

In contrast, Su Yang stood atop the dragon's head with his hands in his pockets, flanked by three peerless beauties of devastating elegance. He looked less like a combatant and more like a wealthy young master out on a vacation with his family.

Sometimes, the gap between people was wider than the gap between a human and a dog.

“Consultant Su, I've made a fool of myself. I truly didn't expect an ancient Formation to be hidden here. My brothers have suffered heavy casualties,” Li Changfeng sighed, his tone carrying an unmistakable grief.

Su Yang looked down and scanned the battlefield. Seeing the severed limbs and broken bodies scattered across the ground, his gaze gradually turned cold.

“Old Li, as long as you're still breathing, it's fine. Take your remaining men and fall back. Stay far away and just watch the show.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of Green-Haired Flying Corpses nearby seemed to be drawn to the vigorous Pure Yang Qi and Blood emanating from Su Yang. They abandoned the heavily injured special ops members on the ground and turned, letting out ear-piercing shrieks. Like a green cloud of death, they lunged frantically toward the Frost Giant Dragon in the sky.

The stench of corpse Qi rushed toward them, enough to make one gag.

Su Yang didn't even bother to lift a finger, merely giving a casual command.

“Qingcheng, Yingxue, Chu Ling. Get to work. Don't let these disgusting things dirty Little White Strip's scales.”

“As you command, Master!”

Su Qingcheng had long been unable to suppress her Battle Intent. An excited flush appeared on her beautiful face. She drew her long sword, her red clothes blazing like fire, and transformed into a streak of blinding red lightning, charging directly into the dense swarm of flying corpses.

“A bunch of low-tier dead things dare to act presumptuously before my Master!”

The terrifying Evil Qi of the Red-Clothed Ghost General erupted violently!

With a flick of her wrist, Su Qingcheng swung her long sword, unleashing a blinding red sword light dozens of meters long.

Everywhere the sword light passed, over a dozen invulnerable Green-Haired Flying Corpses were sliced in half like tofu, their foul-smelling green blood raining down from the sky.

Jiang Yingxue appeared much more gentle, but her ruthlessness was not a bit inferior.

Dressed in a classical red wedding gown, she floated silently in the air, her watery eyes filled with a chilling coldness.

With a gentle wave of her hands, two hundred-meter-long red sleeves darted into the corpse swarm like venomous snakes with eyes of their own.

The red sleeves coiled around the necks of over a dozen flying corpses. Jiang Yingxue's red lips parted slightly as she softly uttered a single word: “Shatter.”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dull explosions rang out in succession. The heads of the flying corpses ensnared by the red sleeves burst like rotten watermelons, and their headless bodies plummeted into the deep valley.

These two female Ghost Generals had just refined high-grade Yin-attribute Magical Artifacts from the Yin Sha Sect, and they were only a step away from the Ghost King Realm.

Dealing with these Green-Haired Flying Corpses that fought only on physical instinct was like a dimensional strike—a complete, one-sided massacre.

However, the one with the highest killing efficiency was Chu Ling.

Chu Ling tapped her toes lightly on the dragon's head, her ice-blue gown fluttering in the wind. She smashed into the densest part of the corpse swarm like a falling meteor.

She didn't even need to use any Spells or weapons.

As an 'Unmelting Bone' at the very top of the zombie hierarchy, Chu Ling carried a supreme Bloodline that demanded the submission of all corpses.

She simply stood there silently, and a bone-chilling Yin Qi that made the Soul tremble, mixed with the Bloodline pressure of a superior being, instantly swept through the entire Poisonous Miasma Valley.

“Wooo—”

The originally ferocious Green-Haired Flying Corpses, upon feeling this pressure, acted as if they had encountered an inviolable ancestor.

Their forward momentum froze mid-air. The green flames in their eye sockets flickered wildly, revealing an emotion of extreme terror.

The flying corpses that had been charging toward the sky with reckless abandon suddenly fell back to the ground like dumplings into a pot. They dropped to their knees, shivering uncontrollably, having lost even the courage to look up.

“Pathetic.”

Chu Ling snorted coldly. She raised her fair, slender right leg and stomped heavily on the ground.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A stream of deep-blue, freezing ice spread frantically across the ground with her at the center.

The hundreds of kneeling Green-Haired Flying Corpses didn't even have a chance to struggle before they were instantly frozen into crystal-clear ice sculptures.

Then, Chu Ling snapped her fingers.

Boom!

Hundreds of ice sculptures shattered simultaneously, turning into a sky full of fine ice crystals that scattered across the ground.

In less than five minutes...

The army of flying corpses that had nearly wiped out over a hundred elite special ops members from Bureau 749 had been completely wiped out by the three beauties at Su Yang's side.

Li Changfeng and the dozen or so remaining special ops members hid in a corner, staring at the ground covered in ice shards and mangled corpses. Their mouths hung open in shock; their jaws were practically on the floor.

“This... it's already over?” one special ops member pinched his thigh hard, wondering if he was dreaming.

“Any one of the women around Consultant Su is a hundred times more terrifying than our entire Bureau 749 combined,” Li Changfeng swallowed hard, his awe of Su Yang reaching a new height.

Su Qingcheng and Jiang Yingxue retracted their weapons and sleeves, floating back to the dragon's back with excitement in their eyes, pressing close to Su Yang on either side.

“Master, these punching bags were too weak. Qingcheng didn't even break a sweat.”

Su Qingcheng pouted her red lips, her full bosom intentionally brushing against Su Yang's arm in a coquettish, unsatisfied manner.

Su Yang smiled and reached out to pinch her fair, smooth cheek. “Don't be in such a hurry. The real show is just beginning.”

His gaze moved past the carnage on the ground and fixed onto the ancient Formation within the rock piles that had not yet stopped operating.

The moment the flying corpse army was annihilated...

The teleportation Formation, which had been emitting a faint green light, suddenly underwent a bizarre transformation. The green light receded rapidly, replaced by a nauseating, viscous blood-red glow!

The ground of the entire valley began to vibrate violently, as if some terrifying behemoth was trying to break free from deep underground.

“Not good! The Formation is out of control!” Li Changfeng's expression changed drastically as he shouted a warning.

BOOM!!!

An earth-shattering explosion rang out.

The ground at the center of the Formation burst apart, sending rocks flying everywhere.

A terrifying blood-red hand, covered in crimson fur and as large as a small mountain, erupted from the fissure in the earth, carrying a world-ending, violent Evil Qi!

The hand's five fingers spread wide, its nails like five black celestial blades. It stirred up a storm of blood and gore as it lunged straight for the Frost Giant Dragon in the air!