Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 215

At the same moment that the winds of war were churning on the Tower of Babel, a similar atmosphere of impending battle was gathering over Crystal Lake. The shimmering waves reflected the swirling shadows of halberds on the lakeside meadow, and the oppressive atmosphere caused the ripples on the lake's surface to dissipate, with only the weeping willows on the shore whistling in the strong wind.

To avert the calamity of the prophecy "Slaying Demons with Swords and Halberds" coming true, Shesheng Tongzi of the Otherworldly Demon Realm, acting on the orders of Yama Hanba, arrived with the master of the Sacred Halberd of Annihilation. His long, crimson hair danced wildly in the wind like flames, and the tip of his Wolf Smoke Halberd pointed diagonally at Yan Guiren, who stood not far away.

Having lost his divine power and the sacred halberd, Yan Guiren had long anticipated this day after Mu Shaoai and Qin Jiaxian's visit. Although he had lost the aid of the divine power and the sacred halberd, and was only holding a battle halberd made of ordinary iron, Yan Guiren's upright figure remained unchanged, his back straight as a pine tree, and his gaze calmly met Shesheng Tongzi's.

“Yan Lang…”

Inside the courtyard house, Princess Zhuyi pressed herself against the window frame, her fingertips almost digging into the carved wooden frame. Through the gaps in the paper window, she could only see two figures darting about and flashing cold light. Each resounding clash of weapons made her heart stop. Knowing she could offer no help at this moment, Zhuyi could only silently pray over and over again, "God, if you truly exist, please protect Yanlang… He has abandoned everything, seeking only a moment of peace…"

On the outside, Yan Guiren and his two disciples, Shesheng Tongzi, found that the Iron Battle Halberd was no match for the power of the Wolf Smoke Halberd. Without divine power to spur them on, Yan Guiren's combat strength continued to decline. After exchanging a few blows, Yan Guiren showed signs of weakness. The Shesheng Tongzi, whose seal had been broken, had his red hair dancing wildly. The Wolf Smoke Halberd struck one deadly blow after another, forcing Yan Guiren to retreat continuously. The Shesheng Tongzi also had doubts in their hearts.

How could the strength of the person before me possibly threaten the Demon Lord?

The idea of ​​using swords and halberds to slay demons—is it really just a joke...?

Although he couldn't understand why the Demon Lord was so cautious in dealing with the person in front of him, given his strength, since he had accepted the mission, Shesheng Tongzi would not hold back in his attacks.

"Hurricane Wolf Slash!"

With a roar like thunder from the heavens, the boundless demonic energy transformed into a raging torrent, crashing down with earth-shattering force. Yan Guiren dared not be careless and fought back with all his might, but the outcome of the collision between thunder and ordinary iron was already predetermined.

With a sharp crack, the halberd in Yan Guiren's hand shattered like glass, turning into countless iron filings. The instant he lost his weapon, She Sheng Tongzi's wolf-smoke halberd was already upon him, the sharp wind from its blade cutting through the air stinging Yan Guiren's cheek. Yan Guiren instinctively dodged to the side, but was a fraction too slow; the halberd tip grazed his left shoulder, instantly opening a deep, bone-revealing wound from which blood gushed forth, staining his battle robe crimson.

"what!"

The excruciating pain caused Yan Guiren to groan, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the stone roller by the courtyard gate, coughing up a mouthful of blood. He struggled to stand up, but felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, and a strong sense of weakness engulfed him like a tidal wave.

"Ok?"

The familiar aura of the blade caused She Sheng Tong Zi to frown. Turning around, he saw the white-haired, scarred swordsman standing silently. A gust of wind blew by, leaving only a single word before Yan Gui Ren—

go!
"Thank you... Your Excellency." Knowing the urgency of the situation, Yan Guiren dared not delay and immediately turned to look for Zhu Yi.

"Yan Lang!" Princess Zhu Yi flung open the door and saw the blood gushing from Yan Guiren's shoulder wound. She turned pale with fright, and tears instantly streamed down her face. "You're so badly injured... so much blood..."

"I'm fine." Yan Guiren grasped her cold hand, his fingertips trembling slightly from the pain, but he still held her tightly behind him. "Someone has shielded us. Let's go, we can't stay here!"

Princess Zhuyi looked at the unwavering determination in Yan Guiren's eyes, bit her lip, nodded, and forced back tears as he pulled her towards the dense forest behind the courtyard. The two glanced back at Ye Xiaochai, who was still confronting Shesheng Tongzi, and hurried away without stopping.

She Sheng Tong Zi, facing Ye Xiao Chai, also dared not be careless. After several exchanges, She Sheng Tong Zi knew very well that the person in front of him was no ordinary enemy.

"Kill!" Shesheng Tongzi uttered coldly, gathering his demonic energy, causing thunder to roar across the sky, his ferocious power shaking the heavens.

Swords and sabers appeared behind Ye Xiaochai, the swordsman and saber maniac displaying their unparalleled sharpness once more. The next moment, the two moved in unison, their swords, sabers, and thunder halberds clashing, a terrifying and fierce aura spreading rapidly, shocking the surrounding area for miles.

With just one move, extraordinary abilities were displayed, resulting in a stalemate where neither side gained an advantage.

Shesheng Tongzi's expression remained unchanged. He stepped into the air and reappeared, already above Ye Xiaochai. He brandished his wolf-smoke halberd, cleaving the sky in two with a single strike.

With a deafening crash, the heavy halberd slammed down, sending Ye Xiaochai staggering back more than ten steps, leaving two clear furrows in the ground. Seeing that Yan Guiren and Princess Zhuyi had successfully escaped, Ye Xiaochai didn't linger with Shesheng Tongzi and immediately withdrew. Seeing his opponent disappear, Shesheng Tongzi looked in the direction Yan Guiren and Princess Zhuyi had fled, realizing that pursuing them would likely be fruitless, and thus returned to the Otherworldly Demon Realm.

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Meanwhile, deep within the Flame Demon City, crimson magma churned in the ravines, reflecting the hideous demonic patterns on the city walls. In the center of the main hall, the communication talisman lit by Li Xuanxiao transformed into a stream of light, shooting towards the Black Cult of Shadows, the Pit of Sin, and the area before the Demon City Throne.

With the right strategy from all five players, they broke through the puzzle, cleared the level, and shared the divine artifact...

Or perhaps it was a scheme to murder and seize the artifact for themselves...

Or perhaps they'll sabotage the trip at all costs...

Almost instantly upon receiving the message, Yama Hanba began to consider how to proceed.

As for refusing, Yama Hanba would naturally not refuse such a challenging task. Moreover, there was an opportunity to bury two great enemies, Lian Emei and Yibu Lianhua, in one fell swoop. The other party would surely be hesitant to act for the sake of the Good Dharma Emperor's life. Such opportunities were rare. However, Jiu Huo also saw the potential risks hidden in this situation.

The Otherworld cannot lose Yama, the Drought Demon.

“If the Demon Lord were to encounter any mishap within the illusion, it would pose a tremendous risk to the Otherworldly Demon Realm. The Demon Lord must exercise extreme caution,” Jiu Huo said with concern. “With the Demon Lord’s departure this time, the Otherworldly Demon Realm will be severely weakened in terms of combat power, and we need to guard against attacks from the righteous path.”

"With Lian Emei, Yibu Lianhua, and Beichen Yuanhuang all present, even if the righteous path organizes an offensive, it will be difficult to take the initiative. However, the Demon City does indeed need the Empress to take charge to prevent any unrest."

“I understand,” Yama Hanba said slowly, nodding.

Just then, a demon soldier came to report: "The Child of Pardon has returned."

“Let him in,” Jiu Huo said.

Then Shesheng Tongzi returned, but Yama Hanba asked, "It seems the mission did not go smoothly."

"Yes, Ye Xiaochai will take charge."

"Ok?"

Ye Xiaochai!
(End of this chapter)