341: Chapter 341 The Impact of the Change of Fortune!

Inside the Blade and Sword Divine Domain, the battle had already reached a fever pitch.

A wolf king let out a sharp howl as blood-colored Demonic Qi surged around its body, transforming into a phantom of a giant wolf dozens of feet tall. Its sharp claws tore through the Void Realm, swiping down toward Li Shengyuan's head!

However, at the very moment that claw was about to fall...

The wolf king's body suddenly stiffened, and the demonic power within its body became chaotic without any warning.

The giant wolf phantom trembled violently without provocation. It swiped out, but the direction veered off, smashing heavily into a Demonic Cult Venerable beside it!

"Ah—!"

That Demonic Cult Venerable let out a miserable scream. Caught completely off guard, half of his body was swatted into a bloody mist. He flew backward, his eyes filled with unbelievable shock and fury: "You... are you crazy?!"

The wolf king's face was pale as he shook his head frantically: "No... it wasn't me! I didn't do it on purpose! It's the Luck... Luck is playing tricks!"

In another part of the battlefield, a demon king following the Demon Cult slashed at Chu Chunqiu with a bone blade. The blade's edge was sharp, carrying a wave of overwhelming Death Qi.

Chu Chunqiu raised his wine gourd and spat out a torrent of blazing flames, preparing to take the hit head-on...

The demon king's feet suddenly stumbled, as if tripped by something invisible. The bone blade flew out of his hand and, with unerring precision, sliced straight through the arm of a Demonic Cult Venerable.

*Pfft...*

The venerable's eyes widened as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't believe he had been heavily injured by the demon king at his side...

"Hahahaha!" Chu Chunqiu laughed so hard that tears almost came out. The flames from his wine gourd sprayed even more joyfully. "Satisfying! This is so damn satisfying! Come, come, give me a few more. Let me see how else you lot can screw over your own people!"

The flames swept through, and another Demonic Cult Venerable was burned so badly he scurried away with his head in his hands.

The demon kings loyal to the Long Qingcheng were now greatly encouraged, fighting with increasing bravery.

An elder who looked like an old Turtle Prime Minister brandished his staff and cast a water-element Spell. The demon king opposite him had clearly raised a shield, yet the moment the Spell reached him, a crack inexplicably appeared in the shield. The Spell blasted him right in the face, leaving it a bloody mess.

"This... even this works?" The old Turtle Prime Minister himself was stunned.

Another Flood Dragon King opened his mouth and spat out his natal dragon breath. The Demonic Cult Venerable opposite him tried to dodge, but his foot suddenly caught on the hem of his robe. His internal Qi stagnated, causing him to stumble right into the range of the dragon breath. He let out a scream, his whole body smoking.

"Despicable! You are too despicable!" a demon king roared in exasperation. "Using such underhanded methods to steal our Luck—what kind of heroes are you!"

Li Shengyuan stood in the center of the Divine Domain. Hearing this, he gave a light chuckle, his voice calm yet clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"Heroes? When you were setting up the Blood Sacrifice Grand Array in the Demon Domain, intending to use billions of living beings as sacrifices, why didn't you think of those words?"

"The struggle for Luck is inherently a part of the Laws of Heaven and Earth. You lost because you don't deserve to win."

As his voice fell, he raised his hand and pressed down into the air.

The divine and demonic phantoms moved simultaneously!

The divine phantom's giant sword slashed down. A Demonic Cult Venerable failed to dodge in time and was sliced into fly ash by a single strike!

The demonic phantom's demonic blade swept across. The Wild Lion Demon King moved to block it but was sent flying by the devastating force, coughing blood as he smashed through half a palace!

The Demon Cult's side was retreating in defeat.

High in the distance, the Long Qingcheng and Yu You confronted each other from afar.

The Long Qingcheng stood with her hands behind her back, her golden dragon robe fluttering loudly in the fierce wind. Her Dragon Might was as deep as an abyss and as vast as a sea, dyeing the entire sky golden.

She was in no hurry to strike, merely watching the battle below silently with a cold sneer on her lips.

Yu You stood on the other side with his hands behind his back, his mysterious black dragon robe billowing, his aura as deep as a chasm.

His gaze swept past the battlefield below and landed on the figure in the crowd being protected by Long Yun and Pei Shuyun.

Song Zhen.

That human youth who looked utterly ordinary and was currently so frightened his face was pale, hiding behind Shuyun and Long Yun.

A complex light flashed in Yu You's eyes.

"Luck transfer..." he whispered softly. "That old fellow, the Chancellor, certainly took in a good Disciple."

He closed his eyes, his Divine Sense spreading out overwhelmingly to sense the Blood Sacrifice Grand Arrays scattered across eighty-one locations in the Demon Domain.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, and his brow finally furrowed slightly.

Those arrays... were actually in turmoil as well.

The array foundations, which had been operating stably, began to develop minute cracks for some reason.

The blood Qi that had begun to be refined was clearly slowing down in its flow, or even disappearing.

The array cores at several nodes even showed signs of collapsing.

"Impressive methods." Yu You looked down at the figure surrounded by the divine and demonic phantoms, a trace of seriousness finally appearing in his eyes.

"Using Luck as bait, he isn't just fishing for the Luck of these demon kings; even the grand array I spent a thousand years arranging has been affected."

He withdrew his gaze and took another look at Song Zhen, sighing in a low voice:

"That old fellow, the Chancellor... is truly fortunate. If this boy had fallen into my hands and Li Shengyuan were eliminated early, why would I worry about my great plan failing?"

Hearing this, the Long Qingcheng let out a disdainful, cold laugh.

"Great Yu? Heh."

She looked down at Yu You with eyes full of contempt: "Your Great Yu royal family has been a synonym for delusional wishful thinking since a thousand years ago. Back then, you vainly attempted to steal the world's Luck with blood sacrifice methods, only to be crushed by Emperor Qian and his followers, forced to hide in the gutters to linger on your last breaths."

"Now that a thousand years have passed, you still only know this one trick. Did you think that by hiding behind the High Priest and secretly laying out your plans, you could deceive the heavens and cross the sea?"

The killing intent in her pupils was chilling: "Unfortunately, this time you will not only fail, but you will pay the price you didn't pay a thousand years ago..."

"To be completely... wiped... clean!"

As the last word fell, the Long Qingcheng struck!

A golden dragon claw tore through the Void Realm as a phantom of a five-clawed golden dragon roared and lunged at Yu You!

Yu You raised his hand, his mysterious black dragon robe billowing. A pitch-black dragon-shaped phantom met the attack, colliding violently with the golden dragon claw!

BOOM!!!

Heaven and earth shook, and the Void Realm shattered!

The battle between two peak First Grade experts had finally truly begun!

Below, Li Shengyuan looked up at that world-shaking collision, then withdrew his gaze to rest once more on the pale-faced, retreating Demonic Cult Venerables before him.

"Don't be in a hurry," he said softly, his lips curling into a cold arc. "It will be your master's turn soon."