236: Chapter 236 The Shock of Crocodile Madness

Over here.

E Kuang rushed at the very front, cursing and swearing all the way.

'Dammit! Who on earth triggered the Cave Heaven!' E Kuang cursed inwardly.

The minor demons behind him did not know what had happened, only feeling that E Kuang's aura was terrifying right now. They all kept their heads down, not daring to breathe loudly, placing their footsteps lightly and quickly, fearing that they might accidentally step on something and make an unnecessary sound, getting swept up in the rage ahead.

Compared to the other minor demons, General Qiu Ya walked in the middle of the team, maintaining the same silence as those around him.

But his drooping eyelids suppressed the flash of excitement deep within his eyes.

'Finally, is it coming...'

Over here.

E Kuang and the other demons soon arrived at the Evil Pool.

When he saw the shallow beach before him that had been completely leveled, his footsteps came to a sudden halt.

"The old Alligator Turtle... is dead?"

"How is this possible? Who could have killed him!"

E Kuang knew the Alligator Turtle's cultivation level; if it hadn't been for this old turtle being here, Horned Dragon might have already succeeded back then.

At this moment.

The demon soldiers behind E Kuang stood in Formation, not daring to breathe.

E Kuang squatted down, probing his claw tips into the scorched black soil, and pinched up a handful of ash to rub between his fingers.

"With a Peak Stage cultivation of the Third Order, coupled with the geographical advantage of the Evil Pool, even if it were me..."

He did not finish his sentence, but the meaning was already very clear.

E Kuang stood up and tossed away the ash in his claw.

"It doesn't matter. Since that is the case..."

His gaze shifted away from the ruins of the Evil Pool and turned toward the ten broken Formation bases.

"This is also a great opportunity."

E Kuang raised his right claw, his five fingers twisting gently, and a layer of dull light emerged from his fingertips.

As he twisted his fingertips, that layer of light seemed to be drawn by something, slightly deflecting toward the direction of one of the Formation bases.

When that dull light touched the cracks on the surface of the Formation base, it seeped in like a drop of water falling into a pool. Deep within the cracks of the Formation base, a subtle tremor that the naked eye could barely catch emerged, as if it were responding to the power at E Kuang's fingertips.

General Qiu Ya stood in the middle of the team, and when he saw this scene, the excitement deep in his eyes could barely be suppressed.

However, since the matter was not yet complete, he still lowered his head, pressing that emotion back into the depths of his eyes.

And just after General Qiu Ya pressed the emotion in his eyes back into place.

In the distance... a few slender streaks of light suddenly lit up in the sky.

The speed of the streaks of light was very fast, as if they were following the upturned ley line along the edge of the swamp, rapidly approaching while skimming the ground.

Several figures landed on the gravel slope at the edge of the swamp. The person leading them had a lean build; it was Commander Su Qin.

Behind him followed three people, also wearing black robes. Each had a steady aura, and they wore tokens at their waists, though they were all made of bronze.

Standing to Commander Su Qin's left was a middle-aged Cultivator with a cold expression. He was lean with high cheekbones and wore a narrow-bladed short knife at his waist; the scabbard was pitch black and devoid of any ornamentation. He was called Liu Zhong, a Middle Stage Golden Core Cultivator, and a senior lieutenant of the Yuexuan Guard hall in Tianyou City.

To Commander Su Qin's right was a slightly plump Cultivator with a kind face, looking like someone who dealt with people all year round. However, he had two Storage Pouches hanging at his waist, the openings pulled tight, and they were bulging, looking as if he were ready to take something out at any moment. This person was named Zhao Yuan'an, an Early Stage Golden Core Cultivator, a lieutenant in the hall responsible for Formation and Talisman, and quite experienced in Restriction and sealing methods.

The last person stood slightly behind; she was a tall female Cultivator with a cold, aloof appearance. She did not wear any Magical Artifact at her waist, only a jade token. She was called Liu Ruobing, a Late Stage Golden Core Cultivator, skilled in spiritual sense detection and long-distance messaging, mainly responsible for reconnaissance and liaison affairs in the Northern Border Division.

The three stood behind Commander Su Qin, each maintaining a vigilant posture. Their gazes swept over the demon soldiers behind E Kuang, and then over the broken Formation bases and the scorched edges of the Evil Pool. No one spoke, but they had all entered a battle-ready state.

Commander Su Qin's gaze swept over the leveled Evil Pool, then over the cracked Formation bases, and finally landed on the crowd of demon soldiers.

"You of the Yao Race, what are you doing here?"

E Kuang withdrew his claw, and the dull light extinguished at his fingertips.

"Damnable Human Race."

E Kuang's gaze fell upon Commander Su Qin.

"This is Black Stone Ridge, the territory of my Yao Race. What is wrong with me being here?"

When he said this, the demon soldiers behind him also straightened their backs, as if using their stance to back him up.

Commander Su Qin stood on the gravel slope, the hem of his black robe fluttering slightly in the night wind.

He glanced at E Kuang, as if he had heard a cold joke.

"Under the vast heaven, is there any land that is not the King's? When did this place become the territory of your Yao Race?"

"A bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals. This official doesn't care what you are doing here; leave at once, otherwise... I will suppress you directly."

When he said the word "suppress," the three people behind him each took half a step forward. Spiritual light lit up around their bodies, and their Formation spread out slightly, staggering by half a body's distance from each other, while spiritual power flowed slowly beneath their robes.

"You actually dare not to take this King seriously!"

E Kuang's expression sank.

Once these words were spoken.

The demon soldiers behind him also erupted into a clamor, their cursing mixed together into a mess.

"What kind of things are you of the Human Race! How dare you come to Black Stone Ridge to run wild!"

"This is our King's territory, are you scraps worthy of pointing fingers here?"

"King, don't waste your breath with them, tear these ignorant things apart!"

"Get back to your broken city quickly, otherwise tonight I will let you taste the feeling of being torn to pieces!"

Commander Su Qin looked at the clamoring demon soldiers opposite him, a flash of disgust crossing his eyes.

"Noisy!"

Before the words had faded, he had already raised his right hand. A silver-white bolt of lightning exploded from his palm, transforming into a slender arc of electricity that shot straight toward those minor demons.

"Bang!"

E Kuang waved his hand, and a flash of demon light shattered the thunder.

Seeing this, Commander Su Qin snorted coldly and waved his hand.

"Kill!"

"Boom, boom, boom~"

Upon receiving Commander Su Qin's order, the three people behind him moved simultaneously.

Liu Zhong rushed out first. The moment the narrow-bladed short knife at his waist was unsheathed, the blade lit up with a layer of blue-grey spiritual light. With one step, he approached the demon soldier line to E Kuang's left.

"Green Evil Slash!"

The blue-grey blade aura swept out along the ground like a flattened blade edge, slicing diagonally into the Formation of the front-row demon soldiers.

Two Jackal demons charging at the front didn't even have time to react before they were slashed across the waist and abdomen by the blade aura. Blood mist exploded in mid-air, and their bodies flew backward, crashing into the rear-row demon soldiers and knocking a gap into the Formation.

Several other minor demons were grazed by the edge of the blade aura and retreated several steps, their claws carving deep marks into the muddy ground before they could barely steady themselves.

Zhao Yuan'an did not step forward; he formed seals with both hands, spiritual light dancing at his fingertips.

"Gold Essence Talisman, appear!!"

"Boom, boom~"

Two Talismans flew out from his sleeves and unfolded in the air. Spiritual light lit up from the surface of the Talisman paper, transforming into two pale golden light shields that encased the demon soldiers on the left and right sides respectively.