156: Chapter 156

No matter, we can just capture these two snake demons, take them back, and refine them in the Pill Furnace; the Demon Emperors Blood Essence will naturally recondense.

Hua Feng turned back to look at Tian Kui: "What do the three of you mean? Do you want to stand up for these two snake demons? I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

"The Immortals are not people you can offend. If you don't want your race to be wiped out, you'd best stay on the sidelines and behave."

Tian Kui was the first to state her position: "The Snake-Human Queen is my good sister, and I will absolutely not allow you to touch her. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Gui Jianchou also voiced his stance: "My apologies, the three Daoist priests, but Alliance Leader Bai has shown me kindness."

Ao Wuming cursed directly: "You three Old Guys, hurry up and roll back to Dreamscape Mountain."

"You still want us to kill each other? Go eat shit."

Xiao Bai was very gratified; he hadn't expected these two fellows to be so loyal at such a critical moment, showing no fear at all.

Hua Feng remained calm and composed, sneering contemptuously: "Just a mob of rabble, how dare you contend with the Immortals."

He threw out a Xuanyuan Talisman, which quickly formed a blue ring of light in the air.

"Junior Brothers, please come and support me quickly."

The Xuanyuan Talisman was a group teleportation Formation, capable of summoning all fellow disciples within a hundred-mile radius.

A blue ring of light also appeared on the cliff by the Blood Coast. Upon hearing Hua Feng's summons, the Junior Brothers immediately stepped through and arrived at his side.

The Ghost race and the Dragon Clan also wanted to follow them through, but were ruthlessly blocked outside.

No wonder Hua Feng was so calm and collected; it turned out he had left a backup plan all along, bringing out the treasure of Dreamscape Mountain to call for reinforcements.

Gathering around him were eight Ninth-Level Sword Immortals, plus three Eighth-Level Sword Immortals, completely overwhelming Xiao Bai's side in terms of numbers and combat power.

Hua Feng laughed wildly: "You are ultimately just beasts. Even if you have Cultivated to the Ninth-Level King Realm, so what?"

"The Immortals only need to strike slightly to wipe all of you out."

"Snake demon, obediently hand over the treasure, and perhaps I can spare your life."

Xiao Bai retorted sharply: "Old Guy, were you blasted stupid by a fart just now?"

"Don't think that just because you have the numerical advantage you can act recklessly. You have shamed all Cultivators."

Tian Kui quickly arrived at Feng Yun's side, looking at her peerless Face beneath the white veil with an expression full of envy.

"Yuner, you look so beautiful after breaking the curse."

"Thank you. All of this is thanks to Xiao Bai. If it weren't for him, I would still look like an old woman."

As she spoke, Feng Yun looked at Xiao Bai with affection.

"I didn't expect that just after my Breakthrough to the Ninth-Level Demon King, I would be met with such a fierce battle."

Xiao Bai took the initiative to attack Hua Feng, unable to stand him acting all high and mighty in front of him.

"Junior Brothers, slay the demons and retrieve the treasure."

"Yes..."

Hua Feng dodged Xiao Bai's attack, while the other Sword Immortals launched a fierce assault on Feng Yun and the others.

A fierce battle erupted above the Demon Emperor's tomb, with the Old Turtle and a group of crocodiles watching from the water's surface.

"You knew long ago that they had infiltrated Corpse Mountain. It hasn't been this lively in a long time."

King Golden Crocodile lay on the water's surface with a satisfied expression, enjoying the massage technique of two female crocodiles.

"These eleven Cultivators belong to me. For your sake, I'll spare the two snake demons for now."

"The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon is a reward for the underlings. Kill that Level 9 Ghost King directly; he cannot be eaten."

"And there's a Nine-tailed Fox; give her to the snake demon as a concubine. I never eat female demons."

The Old Turtle shook the wrinkles on his Face: "Then I will thank you in advance."

Over a thousand crocodiles surrounded the small island of Corpse Mountain, all opening their mouths wide, waiting for the delicious meal to come to them.

"Underlings, don't be in such a rush to eat those Cultivators. The last three were wasted. You can't just swallow them in one bite; you must make full use of them."

"This King will arrange it reasonably, ensuring everyone can have a full meal."

"Yes... We will strictly follow the Great King's orders."

King Golden Crocodile's high-pitched voice echoed throughout the entire Blood Sea, and many old crocodiles lurking deep underwater surfaced.

Feng Yun was fighting Hua Chen. Both were at the Ninth-Level strength, and after fighting fiercely for over half an hour, they were evenly matched.

Hua Yu launched a sneak attack from behind Feng Yun: "Senior Brother Hua Chen, I am here to help you slay the snake demon."

Xiao Bai perceived all of this and waved his hand forcefully.

At the critical moment, a row of giant bone spikes blocked Hua Yu, and diamond armor condensed on Feng Yun's body.

This was an upgraded version of the Bone Armor, realized after Xiao Bai had completely adapted to his Ninth-Level Demon King Cultivation.

He could also split one off to provide super-strong armor to his teammates.

Hua Chen unleashed the Myriad Swords Return to Origin, and a sky full of sword rain shot towards Feng Yun, all of which were blocked by the diamond armor, causing Feng Yun's confidence to soar.

Feng Yun charged head-on through the sword rain toward Hua Chen, forcing him to retreat step by step.

Seeing that the sneak attack plan had been discovered, Hua Yu vented his resentment on Xiao Bai.

"Damn snake demon, just wait and see how I kill you later."

Hua Feng summoned all his Immortal Artifact swords to attack Xiao Bai together. Nine Immortal Artifact swords gathered together and spun at high speed, constantly slashing at Xiao Bai's diamond armor.

It came with a tracking function, and there was simply nowhere to hide.

"Back then, I was too soft-hearted and didn't slay you, which led to you growing into a Ninth-Level Demon King."

"However, you are still no match for me. You only have your current Cultivation because of good luck."

Every time they fought, these Cultivators talked too much nonsense, always spouting harsh words while fighting, trying to scare off their opponents that way.

Xiao Bai cursed: "Damn it, can you stop talking this nonsense?"

"If you can't play, you can sit at the kids' table next time."

"Almost an hour has passed, and you've only made two moves; the rest of the time you've just been acting high and mighty."

Hua Feng continued to mutter, not stopping his annoying behavior just because of Xiao Bai's resistance.

This was a belief passed down through generations of Cultivators; the Sword Immortals fighting against Feng Yun and Tian Kui also started spouting harsh words.

Once they gained a slight upper hand, they would start mocking the opponent; if they suffered a slight loss, they would curse the opponent for not having martial virtue and for Cultivating strange demonic arts.

They always stood on the moral high ground, constantly condemning their opponents, claiming that only the path of Cultivation was the orthodoxy of heaven and earth, and everything else was an Evil Path.

Xiao Bai scratched his cheek, even more irritated than the monkey scolding Bajie that day.

Hua Feng's verbal attacks did have some effect on someone as impatient as Xiao Bai; Hua Feng relied on his own Cultivation to quickly dodge Xiao Bai's attacks.

Then he would say some mocking words, circling Xiao Bai like a fly, nagging endlessly.

"Damn it, you want to be a trash talker, right?"

"I was fighting you in a normal state just now, and you actually tried to play this game with me. I'm done pretending; I'm laying my cards on the table: I am the number one trash talker in the country."

"You like to mock, right? I'll play along with you now."

Xiao Bai took a piece of sheet metal out of his qiankun bag and rolled it forcefully into the shape of a megaphone.

He shouted at Hua Feng, a cry that struck the Soul: "Retard..."

The sound was indeed very loud; even King Golden Crocodile, far away on the surface of the Blood Sea, heard it.

Xiao Bai activated his trash-talking mode, recounting everything from Hua Feng peeking at the neighbor's grandma bathing when he was two and a half, raping a sow at five, to castrating himself at eight to learn the Sunflower Manual, speaking with such detail and logic.

Hua Feng was so angry he gritted his teeth. The things he had said to Xiao Bai earlier were nothing more than mockery to highlight the superiority of Cultivators; he hadn't said a single dirty word the whole time.

But Xiao Bai's cursing was full of dirty words, vulgar and unbearable to listen to.

"I have never seen such a vulgar person."

Xiao Bai was unperturbed: "Eh... today you have."

"Fuck your Immortals. This was supposed to be a proper duel, but you wanted to act high and mighty and preach to me. When I tried to reason with you, you said I was acting like a hooligan and cursing."

"Can we find a place to curse at each other for three days and three nights? If I don't curse you to death, I'll count it as my loss."

The two sides continued to fight for a day and a night, and at this point, neither could finish off the other.

Although the Sword Immortals had a numerical advantage, their stamina was far inferior to the Yao Race.

Relying on his own strange Cultivation Technique, Gui Jianchou could not be subdued even when two Sword Immortals attacked him together.

Hua Feng's hair was messy, and he was panting heavily as he looked at the calm and composed Xiao Bai.

"Why is this snake demon so monstrous? Even though I've used all the Immortal Artifacts in my hand, I still can't injure him."

The Junior Brothers all gathered around Hua Feng. They had consumed a large amount of magic power and still couldn't take down Tian Kui and the others.

"Senior Brother, those demons are more terrifying than we imagined. Even with twice their numbers, we can't take them down."

"Set up the Formation and rest; recover your magic power and fight again."

The Sword Immortals silently recited incantations, forming a huge Formation around them. This Formation was primarily for defense.

It provided a temporary shelter for their side, capable of resisting powerful attacks.

"Hua Wen, Hua Wu, Hua Chen, Hua Yu, you four stand guard first. Everyone else sit and meditate to recover your magic power as quickly as possible."

"Yes..."

They strictly followed the Great Master's instructions, not daring to be the least bit negligent. The youngest of these Sword Immortals had lived for over ten thousand years, all looking like old men in their sixties.

Now that a great enemy was at hand, Hua Feng was not stingy. He took out more than a hundred Spirit Stones from his Storage Pouch and threw them into the middle of the Formation.

Those Junior Brothers absorbed the Spiritual Qi, helping them quickly recover their magic power to proceed to the next round of battle.