Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 671 Death!
"That is."

As Qin Huai turned his gaze to the dark void, he could see five giant shadows attacking each other in the outer heavens, locked in a fierce battle.

Blood Asura and Ba Hui Qin Huai knew each other. As for the other three, they were a feathered man with a strange bird head, a humanoid mountain of flesh whose limbs could barely be seen, and a cold bodhisattva surrounded by icy ribbons.

With just a glance at the bird-headed, feathered figure, Daoist maxims arose in Qin Huai's mind.

"Those who are worthy of respect—all great sages and those with supernatural powers, whose wisdom and virtue are superior."

He is the Boundless One!

It turns out that Blood Asura and Ba Hui were both restrained. No wonder they hadn't made a move to kill these two Boundless Saints who dared to cause trouble in the Asura Chronicles.

But is it really worth it for the five Divine Stars to fight a great battle in the Outer Heavens over a mere ascension ceremony of a saint?

Qin Huai's intuition told him that there must be some hidden connection behind this matter, but at this moment he was in a daze and all he could hear was distorted and jarring mutterings, which made him dare not look at it for long. He could only focus on what was in front of him and draw his sword to deal with the Gu Shen who had approached him.

Although the vortex that could absorb endless pain had been temporarily sealed by Yu Gongcao, Qin Huai knew that this restrictive measure would not last long, given the shaky and potentially shattering ink seal. With a thought, he pumped his surging dragon blood from his chest to every part of his body.

As blood gushed elsewhere, the demonic thoughts that had been suppressed in his heart resurfaced. But before they could cause trouble, Qin Huai made a drastic decision to extinguish them. Using the extreme pain, which was no different from the pain of shattering the soul, he once again attracted the attention of Ba Hui.

"grass!"

Sensing the familiar, longing yet terrifying gaze descending upon them, the misty eyes, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly swept across the Qinhuai River, then passed through the enormous rift connecting the mortal world with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, disappearing without a trace.

The bet was right!
The bull god was indeed afraid of the serpent's gaze and dared not linger!

Perhaps fearing that Ba Hui's gaze might leave some mark or hidden hand, or perhaps fearing that Ba Hui might sense that the [pain] he lacked was in the Shura Chronicles, and disregarding everything, he stubbornly endured Si Chen's siege to devour him and complete his nature. The once audacious Gu Shen still chickened out, and almost without the slightest hesitation, he disappeared without a trace from Qin Huai's sight.

Gu Shen's desertion at the last minute relieved Qin Huai. He looked up at Yu Gongcao and saw that this strategist, who remained calm even when Mount Tai collapsed before him, also had a relieved expression. Only then did he begin to understand what was going on.

"Was he doing this on purpose? Was he trying to use a series of schemes to alert the enemy and scare away the God of War?"

Just as Qin Huai was pondering whether this was Yu Gongcao's quick wit, suddenly the whole world began to shake violently. Then, strange rhythmic drumbeats came from the dark void, and endless, deep darkness began to spread along with the drumbeats.

Blood sea, golden fire, sword energy. No matter who or what, they were all swallowed up by the deep darkness called "death". Qin Huai watched as Master Sa, whom he had met once before, led several emaciated old lamas with completely black eyes out of the cave on black oxen and black sheep. The small yellow leather drum at their waists was pounded loudly by their hands.

Dong dong dong ~ dong dong dong ~
Wherever the drumbeats struck, the last remaining spies and assassins in the forest of corpses fell to the ground, lifeless, and then their bodies were swallowed by the darkness. "What's going on?!"

Qin Huai carefully dodged the approaching darkness, while looking around and discovering that Ti Wuliang had somehow wrapped his snake tail, which had expanded to the size of a river, tightly around the bone sword wielded by the giant arm. However, as Gu Shen fled and the lama beat the drum, dark lines appeared on the scarlet bone, resembling veins or the ribs of a book spine.

"That's right, besides pain, death is naturally intertwined with killing! And it seems that Mahakala, whom the lamas worship, also controls a portion of death? Has the Blood Asura secretly recruited Mahakala as his henchman?"

The drums pounded like thunder, and his brain seemed to boil. Qin Huai's head throbbed with pain, but his eyes grew increasingly excited.

Faced with this situation, Wei Wuliang remained calm and composed. He took out a small object that looked like a sundial from his bright red Taoist robe, crushed it, and everything around him began to rewind. But before the sundial fragments could spread to a wider and farther area, as the deep darkness gathered into a shadow behind the lamas, Wei Wuliang suddenly hunched over in pain. A layer of half-gray and half-white dust appeared and disappeared on his robe and body, surging and rolling as if to disintegrate him.

Watching the two masters battle, Qin Huai was exhausted and found it difficult to even flap his bone wings and maintain his hovering position.

Zhang Xianzhong, the Great Western King, seemed to have noticed the situation from afar. He immediately threw out a stream of crimson blood and dragged the struggling Qin Huai into the army formation, placing him next to the four generals.

Once inside the army formation, Qin Huai felt incredibly good. His body was no longer in pain, his mind was clear, and even the most intense drumming by the lamas couldn't affect him anymore.

Knowing that this was a golden opportunity, Qin Huai disregarded everything else and immediately took out various consumables from his storage items to begin recovering his condition.

But as soon as he swallowed a couple of nourishing foods with the spring water, his body felt as if it were being crushed by a mountain, with immense weight, and an invisible suction force came from above, constantly trying to draw something out of his body.

"Unleash the malevolent energy and merge it into the formation!"

Holding a large sword and ready for battle, Li Dingguo shouted in a low voice. Qin Huai did as he was told. As the surging murderous aura flowed from the top of his head into the giant arm, he immediately felt his senses merge into a larger collective and work together with it to fight against something invisible.

Meanwhile, Yu Gongcao, along with the members of the Killing Division and the lamas around him, had gathered together and were trying their best to kill Wei Wuliang, who was being corrupted by [death]. However, without exception, all their magical weapons and killing moves were repelled by the time-reversing domain around him before they could even reach him, and could not cause any effective damage.

"Burning blood, fighting for your life!"

Seeing that Yu Gongcao's advance was not going smoothly, Zhang Xianzhong, who had been overseeing the overall situation, shouted loudly. All the soldiers in the army bit their tongues and spat out their bright red blood essence, which merged into the armored giant arm. The bright and dazzling blood fire immediately ignited in the darkness, covering the bone giant sword and forcing Ti Wuliang to loosen his snake tail before it could stop.

"Boundless power! The Blood Sea and Dark Sky are complete! You traitors who never give up your desire to destroy the Great Western Region, then obediently become the provisions for my blood-soaked ascension!"

Zhang Xianzhong reached out and raised his hand, and a black and red bone sword in the distance suddenly rose up and then slashed down heavily.

(End of this chapter)