Kamimine

Chapter 154 Golden Heavenly Ape
"Ascending to heaven and becoming a god is a perilous path; there is no safe way. Well said."

Li Du, the "Flaming Gun God," cheered loudly.

"When this battle comes, I will break through the vanguard and slay the Thousand-Eyed Mist Serpent."

Li Du pointed his spear straight at the distant vanguard imperial beast.

This thousand-eyed mist snake coils around the giant peak, bending the ten-thousand-meter-high peak under its weight.

This snake emitted mist that spread for eight thousand miles, and its thousand eyes spewed out cold light, like a rain of swords filling the sky.

The Thousand-Eyed Mist Serpent puffed out its cheeks and screamed, inciting millions of strange beasts to charge through the Heavenly Gate with unstoppable force.

Li Du leaped up, roared, and charged forward with his spear, covering thousands of miles, heading straight for the vanguard of a million alien beasts.

The Thousand-Eyed Mist Serpent, aiming straight for 170,000 years of lifespan.

The Thousand-Eyed Mist Serpent screamed incessantly, inciting the vanguard beasts to surge towards Li Du like a raging tide.

"Amidst ten thousand troops, I will take your head."

Li Du was violent; he raised his spear, and flames surged like a giant dragon, stirring up millions of strange beasts, unleashing a massacre.

Every step was a bloody path, pushing forward towards the Thousand-Eyed Mist Serpent.

"We destroy the right wing."

The Langya Goddess and her brother volunteered to fight on the right flank plain.

There, the burial grounds stretched for thousands of miles, with strange beasts piled up like waves.

The right flank of the beast army was commanded by an Iron Whip Tiger Emperor.

This is an imperial beast with a lifespan of 120,000 years, a body length of 2,000 meters, and a tail whip that is a full 50,000 meters long.

It dragged its iron whip-like tail, heavy as an iron chain, pulling across the grassland and tearing through the earth.

"Be careful, don't be reckless."

The Emperor of Langya gave a word of advice, and the Langya Divine Child and his sister responded and turned to leave.

The Divine Son of Langya wielded the Golden Sound Hammer and cleaved down, cutting through the beast waves and splitting the great tide.

The Goddess of Langya was in the air, her Dragon Crane Golden Bow was drawn, and golden arrows rained down from the sky to clear a path and protect her brother.

Li Du and the Langya Shenzi siblings have already taken action to support Liu Chengfeng's plan.

We must fight this battle; we cannot afford to defend to the death.

Wanli Shuanglang's suggestion to defend to the death was scrapped, and everyone supported killing the Emperor Beast first.

"The center is the strongest, it's our turn."

The Emperor of Langya, sword in hand, fixed his gaze on the army in the center, the largest and most powerful force among the strange beasts.

The ancient ferocious beast, surveying and patrolling, is the backbone of the force breaking through the Heavenly Gate.

Behind the army of beasts at the center position, there was a 230,000-year-old imperial beast.

This imperial beast is an eight-winged thunder hammer dragon.

It is the largest Imperial Beast that has appeared so far.

With its eight wings spread wide, it covered a thousand miles, and a black tide rose behind it, giving it an extremely imposing presence.

It drags a huge hammer-like tail, larger than ten mountain peaks.

A single hammer blow could smash through the earth.

Its entire body was surrounded by lightning, emitting divine light.

No strange beasts approached within a thousand miles.

"I can't do it alone; I need at least three rulers to help me."

The Emperor of Langya looked solemn. He could not stop the central army by himself, let alone be a match for the Eight-Winged Thunder Hammer Dragon.

A 230,000-year-old imperial beast appears to have only six more years of lifespan than a 170,000-year-old one.

In fact, for imperial beasts, 100,000 years is a bottleneck.

One hundred thousand is considered one tier. The difference in strength between a first-tier and a second-tier imperial beast is enormous, an insurmountable gap.

Fairy Tingyue took the lead and fought alongside Emperor Langya.

"I'll go as well."

The wind howls and the clouds travel together.

Fighting a second-tier imperial beast and then attempting to ascend to the third tier of godhood would most likely be suicide.

Only those who have ascended to the fourth level of godhood can fight.

After all, those who ascend to the fourth level of divinity are protected by the gods.

If one encounters danger at a burial site, one may be protected by the gods and escape.

With the addition of Wanli Shuanglang, the four Overlords are now fighting against the Central Front Army, making them extremely safe.

"Where's the leader?"

As everyone went into battle, Sima Wujian looked at Liu Chengfeng.

Everyone looked at Liu Chengfeng. He was the one who proposed the strategic plan, and more importantly, he was the leader of the alliance.

In the face of this crisis, as the leader of the alliance, I must take the lead, fight the alien beasts, and defend the Heavenly Gate to the death!

"I'll go to the left wing and break through their defenses."

Liu Chengfeng stood up, without hesitation.

"The Alliance Leader has great courage and is a role model for us all. This is a blessing for the Southern Frontier."

Sima Wujian brushed his temples, exclaimed in admiration, and expressed his respect.

Liu Chengfeng sneered inwardly.

This cunning old fox probably wants him to go and die, but he has no choice but to go.

"I'm afraid that's not a good idea. The Alliance Leader is young and cannot possibly defeat a 150,000-year-old Emperor Beast."

The beast army on the left flank gathered in the ravines and valleys, in a place of treacherous terrain.

The army of strange beasts here is a three-headed mastiff emperor who is 150,000 years old.

The Three-Headed Mastiff Emperor, with a body length of eight thousand meters, unleashes different powers from its three heads.

Liu Chengfeng, as the leader of the alliance, is the youngest among the seven main peaks.

He was also the weakest, a fourth-level demigod, possessing only a divine spark.

Even if he is so miraculous that he can fight against a third-level god, he would most likely be sent to his death against a 150,000-year-old imperial beast.

To slay a 150,000-year-old imperial beast, one must ascend to the fourth level of godhood to have an absolute chance of victory.

"The young hero, the leader of the alliance, is the chief of the southern border. It is not difficult for him to slay the 150,000-year-old imperial beast."

Wanli Shuanglang rarely praises Liu Chengfeng; this is a case of flattery leading to his downfall.

Even if I can't kill Liu Chengfeng with my own hands, it would be a good thing to let him die in the jaws of a beast.

"Heroes emerge from among the young, and we cannot let the leader of the alliance take the risk alone."

Sima Wujian's words surprised Liu Chengfeng.

"The Sword God and the Alliance Leader went together to slay the Mastiff Emperor."

Sima Wujian dispatched the Sword God Jilan to go.

The Sword God Ji Lan was dignified and aloof, and obeyed.

"I guard the Heavenly Gate. My old bones are almost ready to retire. Without divine intervention, I just want to live a few more days."

Ji Bochang honestly told him his plans.

No one objected; they all agreed that he should guard the Heavenly Gate.

For a thousand years, Ji Bo has always been public-spirited and righteous, and everyone has a good impression of him.

Born in a small country, it was not easy for him to ascend to the position of ruler. Now that he wants to enjoy his old age in peace, there is nothing wrong with that.

Where is Lord Sima?

Liu Chengfeng looked at Sima Wujian.

He wasn't afraid that Sima Wujian wouldn't fight, but he was afraid that Sima Wujian would suddenly stab him in the back.

"There are even stronger imperial beasts—"

Mu Yunhan has arrived, the Canghai Sword Saint, his sword posture soaring to the heavens.

With Mu Yunhan's appearance, morale soared, and with the two peaks joining forces, victory was assured.

“I was just worried about what was behind me. With Brother Mu’s arrival, it’s the perfect time to go all out.”

Sima Wujian clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"We fight there."

The aura of Mu Yunhan's sword rose, pointing straight to the deeper part of the burial ground, which was the last part of the central route.

Intimidated by the sword energy, a muffled roar suddenly came from within the black tide, and a terrifying aura of an imperial beast rushed towards them.

"That's it—"

It was this beastly breath that sent Liu Chengfeng and the others flying just now.

The beast's breath soared to the sky, cleaving through giant waves and dispelling the haze, and a divine beast was about to appear.

A giant ape, its golden light flickering in and out, sat on a colossal mountain as its chair. The mountain, originally a pillar supporting the heavens, had been mostly collapsed by its weight, its backside resting on it like a throne.

On the head of the giant ape, there was also a rough and huge golden royal ring.

On his left and right sides were two huge stone axes.

"The legendary Golden Celestial Ape—"

With just a glance, the black tide engulfed them again, but they had already clearly seen the terrifying imperial beast.

Langya Emperor and Wanli Shuanglang were also terrified.

"Three hundred and one thousand years old, a third-tier imperial beast!"

Sima Wujian and Mu Yunhan both had solemn expressions.

"Can we still fight? Once it appears, it can destroy us."

The Frostwolf of Ten Thousand Miles showed signs of retreating, and the third-tier imperial beast was behind the army in the middle lane.

Even if they manage to break through the central army and slay the Eight-Winged Thunder Hammer Dragon, they will likely be in grave danger if the Golden Sky Ape pounces on them.

"We must fight. With all five imperial beasts gathered, can the Heavenly Gate still be defended?"

Liu Chengfeng advocated killing the Emperor Beast first.

The Langya Emperor and his group were also horrified by the third-tier imperial beast, but they also agreed with Liu Chengfeng's words.

Gather all the imperial beasts and attack the Heavenly Gate together.

No matter how strong the Heavenly Gate is, it can be breached. Once the Heavenly Gate is breached, the Southern Frontier will surely become a battlefield.

"Slaying the emperor's head with ten thousand beasts is no difficult task. I'll be right back."

Liu Chengfeng was filled with courage and boldness, his spirit as fierce as a tiger that could swallow ten thousand miles. He turned around and charged down the Heavenly Gate.

Sword God Jilan followed, his sword energy surging.

"Young heroes, full of courage, how can we back down? Let's do it."

The Emperor of Langya, too, was filled with heroic spirit, refusing to admit his age.

With unstoppable momentum, Liu Chengfeng charged towards the burial site, heading towards the left wing, his gaze fixed on the three-headed mastiff emperor.

The left-wing army of strange beasts was entrenched in the ravines and valleys.

As Liu Chengfeng charged in, a large number of strange beasts emerged from the ravines and valleys, rushing towards him like a tide.

The Three-Headed Mastiff Emperor realized that Liu Chengfeng had come to kill him, and ordered all the strange beasts to attack.

"You're just in time—"

Liu Chengfeng was filled with fighting spirit and murderous aura, and he used the Falling Star Axe to clear a path.

With a single, powerful throw, it hurtled forth like a thousand stars blasting out.

They displayed their might across a thousand miles, carving a bloody path through the enemy lines.

At the same time, all ten fingers spread out, and all ten fingers simultaneously performed the move "Ten Thousand Peaks Rise from the Earth".

The earth roared, and the peaks blocked out the sky.

Millions of finger strikes rained down from the sky, bombarding the beast horde.

"kill--"

Liu Chengfeng slaughtered all around, stirring up waves of blood, killing a thousand beasts with every step, and causing rivers of blood to flow with each step.

Sword God Ji Lan followed closely behind, letting out a delicate shout as her sword shot out like a rainbow from the sun, its divine power sweeping across the battlefield.

Upon ascending to the third level of divinity, he unleashed all his divine power, unleashing the Eighteen Swords of Cloud and Rain, a torrent of swords raining down from the sky.

The two joined forces and fought their way through the left flank, closing in on the three-headed mastiff emperor step by step.

"Sima Wujian intends to capture you alive."

The two joined forces to fight the beast tide, and the Sword God Jilan transmitted his voice to Liu Chengfeng.

"You want to capture me alive? Not to avenge his son?"

This news surprised Liu Chengfeng.

"He doesn't yet know that you killed Sima Xuanjue; he only has this suspicion."

Sword God Jilan shook his head.

"He intends to capture you alive and hide you in the Divine Dynasty."

"For what? The Azure Emperor Ancestral Peak?"

This was the first reason that Liu Chengfeng guessed.

Otherwise, why would Sima Wujian want to capture him alive and hide him in the Divine Dynasty?

Sword God Jilan didn't know the reason either, only that Sima Wujian had this plan.

Fortunately, she composed herself and did not give away any clues.

Sima Wujian then instructed her to take advantage of Liu Chengfeng's battle with the imperial beast, severely injure him, and capture him alive.

Leave southern Xinjiang immediately, promising her significant benefits, of course.

The Sword God Jilan favored Liu Chengfeng and told him the secret.

"Whatever his plans are, I've remembered this debt, and I'll get rid of that old Deng sooner or later."

Liu Chengfeng sneered, his heart burning with rage.

"Kill the three-headed mastiff emperor first."

Wave after wave of beasts surged forth, and Liu Chengfeng and Sword God Jilan fought side by side, slaughtering their way through the surrounding area.

Liu Chengfeng wielded his Falling Star Axe with ferocious rage and domineering power.

Combined with the "Earth-Shattering Thunder Finger" and the "Abyss Blood-Defeating Claw," the killing intent was extremely strong, resulting in bloodshed.

The Sword God Jilan is even more elegant; his sword is like poetry, rising with the movement of clouds and falling with the movement of plum blossoms.

Sword energy crisscrossed, and blood bloomed like flowers.

Sword God Jilan was delighted to fight alongside men, and his mind was filled with joy as his swordplay became exhilarating.

Even if one is in danger, the burial site is fraught with peril.

She was willing to fight to the very end, without fear.

They protected and defended each other, and attacked and killed strange beasts.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, demonstrating seamless teamwork.

They were both willing to entrust their backs to each other, and when they looked at each other, everything was understood without words.

The two fought their way through mountains and ravines, closing in on the three-headed mastiff emperor.

Meanwhile, other parties also engaged in fierce battles.

The four rulers of Langya Huang's entourage moved with unstoppable momentum.

The four of them joined forces, and the other strange beasts could not stop them. They charged in and killed their way to the Eight-Winged Thunder Hammer Dragon.

The eight-winged thunder hammer dragon was so enormous that the four members of the Langya Emperor's group appeared very small in its presence.

With its eight wings flapping, thunder and lightning transformed into vortexes that surged forth.

The vortex stretched for 100,000 meters, lightning shattered mountains and rivers, like a catastrophe.

"You've arrived just in time—"

Langya Emperor met the attack head-on, his sword aura soaring to the heavens, his body like a jade tree, his sword energy filling the sky, directly slashing at the eight-winged thunder hammer dragon.

With a sharp cry, Fairy Tingyue unleashed her Cold Moon Blade.

The third-tier superior-grade divine artifact unleashed its strongest power, leaving everyone else pale in comparison.

The crescent moon, like a hook, slays a thousand autumns!

The moonlight pierced the sky, the blade sliced ​​through the thunder wings, the blade intent permeated for thousands of miles, and one move injured the eight-winged thunder hammer dragon.

The eight-winged thunder hammer dragon was enraged. It raised its tail hammer high and then smashed it down, causing the earth to tremble and the force to be felt for thousands of miles.

"How dare you—"

The four rulers' expressions changed drastically, and Wanli Frost Wolf and Feng Xiaoyun suddenly rose up.

With the Frost Wolf Spear in hand, it stirs up a thousand miles of waves, freezes mountains of ice, and blocks the tail hammer.

As Feng Xiaoyun made his move, the Panlong Rope rolled like a dragon, coiling around its tail hammer, trying to drag it down.

A deafening roar shook the heavens and earth as the four rulers joined forces to block the attack of the eight-winged thunder hammer dragon.

"Kill it—"

The four rulers, emboldened, leaped forward to attack.

At the forefront, Yang Du was like a warrior, his fiery battle robe stained red with blood before being burned dry.

He single-handedly and forcefully wiped out the vanguard, displaying unparalleled ferocity.

Before reaching the Thousand-Eyed Mist Serpent, the spear blazed like flames, piercing through three thousand miles.

The Thousand-Eyed Mist Serpent roared, its thousand eyes flashing, and a barrage of cold light crashed down from the sky.

Li Du was struck by dozens of cold glints, and blood gushed from his body.

He roared incessantly, his madness rising, ignoring his injuries, and engaged in a fierce battle.

(End of this chapter)