155: Chapter 155 The Formation of Ten Thousand Armies
[Because of Ye Wuhen, the fuse, war has broken out again.]
[The news came from Yu Rumeng via a transmission Jade Slip, with only four words: "Return. War starts."]
[After Chu Sheng finished reading, his heart sank.]
[By the time Chu Sheng rushed back to the camp, the army had already finished assembling.]
[It was his first time seeing so many Dao Palace powerhouses gathered together. Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, Nine Nether Palace, and the Blood God Sect had joined forces, with a total troop count exceeding 150,000.]
[Earth Fiend Devil King, Soul Devouring Devil King, Yu Rumeng, and others were in command, with Palace Master Su Yousi personally overseeing from the rear. Old Man Styx, Blood Demon Ancestor, White Bone Madam, and Madam Huayue followed the army into battle, along with over a dozen Devil Kings he didn't recognize.]
[A dense black mass of demonic Cultivators stood on the wasteland; the sheer aura they emitted caused the weather to change.]
[Standing in the crowd, Chu Sheng looked up at those Dao Palace powerhouses, feeling like an ant standing among a herd of elephants.]
[The Tianfeng Kingdom's side was not to be outdone either.]
[Grandmaster Jiang personally took command, and Ye Gucheng brought several Dao Palace Elders from the Central Region to support them. Combined with the original Dao Palace powerhouses of The Tianfeng Kingdoms, there were also more than a dozen in total.]
[They set up the Ten-Thousand-Army Formation by the banks of the Duanhun River. Banners blotted out the sun and sky, and Killing Intent soared to the heavens.]
[Ye Gucheng sat at the center of the Formation, a wentian sword suspended above his head, its sword light illuminating half the sky.]
[Xia Nihuang and Jiang Yuenü were both in the Formation, clad in silver armor, looking heroic and valiant.]
[The great war broke out.]
[Chu Sheng was assigned to the Vanguard Camp, leading the charge.]
[With his early-stage Sea Opening cultivation, paired with the demonic artifacts he had refined over the years and the boost from his Heavenly Demon Body, he moved through the battlefield as if it were uninhabited.]
[With one palm strike, he sent an early-stage Spirit Lake Righteous Path Cultivator flying, fighting until he was covered in blood.]
[Chu Zhan fought until his eyes were bloodshot, the edge of his axe had even curled from hacking, yet he still charged forward.]
[Chu Sheng couldn't even pull him back; he shouted several times, but the boy wouldn't listen.]
[Yu Rumeng descended from the sky and slapped the back of Chu Zhan's head, knocking him unconscious instantly.]
[Chu Sheng caught his son, looked up at Yu Rumeng, and asked, "Why are you here?"]
[Yu Rumeng said, "If I didn't come, this brat would have charged into the Ten-Thousand-Army Formation to seek his death."]
[Grandmaster Jiang and Yu Rumeng faced off—old rivals indeed.]
[Grandmaster Jiang's fishing rod looked like a broken bamboo pole, but every swing carried a pressure akin to Law.]
[Yu Rumeng's rumeng token cast a black dreamscape that shrouded heaven and earth, trapping Grandmaster Jiang within.]
[The two fought for a day and a night without a victor.]
[Three of Grandmaster Jiang's fishing rods broke, and a crack also appeared on Yu Rumeng's rumeng token.]
[In the end, it was Grandmaster Jiang who stopped first, saying, "You're a fine young girl, it's a pity you've entered the Demonic Path."]
[Yu Rumeng replied, "You're a fine old thing too, it's a pity you're about to die."]
[Grandmaster Jiang smiled and said nothing.]
[Ye Gucheng and Palace Master Su Yousi also began their fight.]
[The wentian sword against the nine nether chariot; the area for a hundred miles around was pounded into a basin.]
[Ye Gucheng struck down with his sword, splitting the earth and causing magma to bubble up.]
[Palace Master Su Yousi's nine nether chariot transformed into nine black Dragons, entangling the wentian sword, and the two sides reached a stalemate.]
[Blood Demon Ancestor was tied down by a Dao Palace man with ferocious muscles.]
[Blood Demon Ancestor was beaten until he wailed, saying, "You brute, you have no martial ethics!"]
[The man laughed loudly and said, "I just don't have martial ethics, what can you do about it?"]
[Old Man Styx faced off against Ye Wuhen.]
[Seeing this scene, Chu Sheng's heart skipped a beat.]
[Old Man Styx was a Dao Palace powerhouse, while Ye Wuhen, no matter how powerful, was only at the Peak of Sea Opening Realm. The gap was too large.]
[But Ye Wuhen's performance exceeded everyone's expectations—with his Li Huo Sacred Body fully active and the Phoenix Immortal Nirvana Scripture pushed to its limit, he actually held out for fifty moves against Old Man Styx without being defeated.]
[Old Man Styx frowned and said, "This kid is strange. Resisting a Dao Palace expert with Sea Opening cultivation plus the power of a Formation... this can no longer be explained by mere talent."]
[Old Man Styx summoned the Heaven Rank demonic artifact, the Nether Guarding Lamp. Its eerie light illuminated half the sky; it seemed he was going to get serious.]
[Chu Sheng watched, dumbfounded: "That kid Ye Wuhen, resisting a Dao Palace expert at the Peak of Sea Opening Realm? And he held out for fifty moves? What kind of monster is he?"]
[Madam Huayue's Gigolo Legion was completely wiped out.]
[Those gigolos she had painstakingly nurtured fell one by one on the battlefield, hacked into mincemeat by Righteous Path Cultivators.]
[Madam Huayue stood among the pile of corpses, her face ashen.]
[This was the first time she had shown such an expression on the battlefield.]
[White Bone Madam stood in front of her, her white bone armor withstanding the siege of ten Righteous Path Sea Opening experts, blocking a fatal blow for her.]
[Without looking back, White Bone Madam said, "Stop dazing and get out of here."]
[Madam Huayue gritted her teeth and turned to leave. After a few steps, she looked back and said, "Thank you."]
[White Bone Madam didn'tPay attention to her.]
[As Chu Sheng continued his killing spree, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.]
[Jiang Yuenü.]
[Clad in silver armor and holding a long spear, she was currently embroiled in a fight with several Demon Race Demon Generals.]
[Her spear technique was sharp; one thrust pierced a Demon General's throat, and another strike sent another Demon General's head flying.]
[But Jiang Yuenü was sharp-eyed; she recognized him at a glance and shouted, "Stop right there!"]
[Chu Sheng didn't look back and quickened his pace.]
[Jiang Yuenü caught up and thrust her spear toward his back.]
[Chu Sheng turned around and sent her flying with a palm strike.]
[Jiang Yuenü flew backward, crashing into a tree, with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.]
[The fierce battle continued for seven days and seven nights.]
[Both sides suffered heavy casualties, and blood flowed like a river.]
[The waters of the Duanhun River were dyed red, and the surface of the river was covered with floating corpses.]
[Grandmaster Jiang was killed by the combined efforts of Yu Rumeng and Madam Huayue.]
[This old monster who had lived for over a thousand years swung his fishing rod one last time before dying, nearly slicing off Madam Huayue's head.]
[Yu Rumeng was also heavily injured; her rumeng token was half-shattered, and a gash was cut across her chest by the fishing rod, with blood flowing freely.]
[Chu Sheng rushed over to support her, his heart aching with worry.]
[Yu Rumeng leaned in his arms, her face pale but still smiling, saying, "Don't worry, I won't die."]
[Chu Sheng said, "If you die, I won't want to live either."]
[Yu Rumeng said, "If you die, what will happen to our son?"]
[Chu Sheng said, "Then don't die."]
[Yu Rumeng said, "Okay."]
[Yu Rumeng's prestige skyrocketed.]
[After this battle, her status in the Demon Realm rose sharply.]
[Chu Sheng was happy in his heart, but also a little worried.]
[The higher the status, the more trouble there would be.]
[Ye Gucheng's wentian sword was snapped, and Palace Master Su Yousi's nine nether chariot was missing two of its beams.]
[On the eighth day, both sides withdrew their troops and retreated to their respective camps.]
[Chu Sheng returned to his tent covered in blood, unable to distinguish his own from others'.]
[Chu Zhan followed behind him, limping; his leg had been slashed, and the bone was visible.]