The Demon Concubine of God

Chapter 474 Upgrade, War Between Immortals and Demons

Qingming grabbed Shen Wen, and the two of them tried to escape on the spot, but it was just wishful thinking. How could the young emperor let them leave like that?

Suddenly, an enormous hand, as big as a mountain, appeared in mid-air and pressed down.

The two of them froze on the spot, unable to move even a finger.

Shen Wen blinked her bright, peach-blossom eyes, a hint of panic in them. She blamed Qing Ming, that hotheaded, worthless immortal, for saying he would escape on his own, but now he couldn't even move.

However, this weakness did not last long; after only a few breaths, the two of them were suddenly able to move again.

Qingming and Shen Wen almost lost their balance and fell to the ground because of this little incident.

Shen Wen stared at his own body in disbelief, looked in the direction of the young emperor with confusion, and then observed the surrounding environment.

"Yuchi...Lian?"

When Shen Wen's gaze fell upon the woman's figure, he couldn't help but exclaim.

Shen Wen didn't care about Yu Chi Lian's purpose in appearing at this moment. He quickly turned around to look at the figure on the battlefield who was about to give up.

Before she could even catch a glimpse of Chu Yanqiu, she saw a new force arrive. These soldiers swept through the enemy ranks like a whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye, the Imperial Guards corrupted by demonic energy were chopped into pieces, scattered across the ground like vegetables. The already blood-soaked ground was further stained with blood, almost forming a river.

Qingming stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Shen Wen. He said, "Not good! It's actually a blood talisman! This? These are blood talismans from other forces that I've never seen before. I wonder who made this batch of blood talismans."

Shen Wen remained calm and said, "It is Yu Chi Lian. So, this Yu Chi Lian has done too many unscrupulous things to achieve his goal."

Qingming felt that things were getting increasingly out of control, but there was no way to escape even if she took Shen Wen with her.

Qingming's expression was solemn. He whispered in Shen Wen's ear, "I have a wild idea right now. How do you think we can make these two sides fight so that we can reap the benefits and escape?"

Why is he always thinking about running away? Shen Wen couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

Shen Wen thought for a moment and said, "How come you don't know that Yu Chi Lian appeared at this time to fight a life-or-death battle with the one inside the young emperor's body?"

Qingming stroked his chin and said, "Is that even possible? Is Yuchi Lian really that reckless?"

The two whispered to each other, while Yu Chi Lian, who had just appeared to confront the young emperor, turned around and looked at Chu Yan Qiu below the jade steps.

With a wave of her wide sleeves, the chaotic battle suddenly stopped, as if time had frozen.

"Oh! I never imagined that old woman Yuchi Lian would have such abilities."

These words came from Qingming.

Shen Wen snorted and said, "According to you, even an old immortal like you who has lived for hundreds of years cannot freeze time?"

Qingming's originally bright face suddenly turned gloomy. He really doesn't know how to speak; he always brings up the most awkward topics.

At this moment, Yu Chi Lian made a claw-like grab in mid-air and pulled Chu Yanqiu, who was in a predicament, to her side.

This solved Shen Wen's problem, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could even catch his breath, Yu Chi Lian's icy gaze pierced him like a cold arrow.

The message in his eyes was: "You're great!"

Yu Chi Lian turned to look at the young emperor and said, "Now that you have successfully forced me out, then show me your best skills and let's see who can kill me or who can kill you in the end."

Although Yu Chi Lian had cultivated diligently and become a powerful immortal, the roguish nature of a martial artist in his bones had not changed at all.

She had just freed Chu Yanqiu from his predicament when the battlefield seemed to immediately unseal itself, resuming its chaotic slaughter as if nothing had happened. However, this time, the addition of blood runes made the battle even more brutal. Even with the interference of the young emperor's magic, everyone who fought with all their might couldn't withstand a single strike from the blood runes, and were all cut to pieces like weeds.

The eunuchs and others on the periphery were all terrified by the scene. If they hadn't retained a shred of reason, they would have collapsed to the ground and fainted long ago.

Qingming, an immortal who had witnessed the cruelty of the world for hundreds of years, couldn't help but twitch his eyes a few times when faced with this moment. He couldn't help but tug at Shen Wen and said, "It seems that the blood talisman created by Yuchi Lian is going to win. Don't you think this is a case of the devil being one step ahead of the saint? I never thought that Yuchi Lian, who has only lived for two hundred years, would be so terrifying."

He had barely finished speaking when the young emperor, who was also watching everything from behind, took the next step.

With a snap of his fingers, the blood runes that had been fighting fiercely on the battlefield all froze in place, becoming like wooden stakes, helplessly receiving all the attacks from their opponents.

The battlefield was so bizarre and unbelievable that, with a snap of that man's fingers, the entire battle situation was turned around.

Although the blood talisman was like an impregnable fortress, it was still just a mortal body and could not withstand the relentless attacks of its opponents. Under the chaotic slashes of groups of three to five opponents, it was quickly broken through. It was reduced from a mythical celestial soldier to an ordinary person, bleeding and falling to the ground, or simply having its head cut off and its body separated from its body.

Shen Wen and Qing Ming were once again surprised by this reversal.

It turns out that the demon who possessed the young emperor was also a high-level evil cultivator who could freeze time.

Shen Wen tugged at Qing Ming's sleeve and said, "Qing Ming, it seems there are quite a few people in this world with higher cultivation levels than you."

Qingming's face fell again.

Yu Chi Lian, who finally realized that he had met his match, could hardly remain calm.

Her eyes, sharp as swords, pierced the young emperor as she asked, "Who exactly are you? Whatever your purpose in coveting the Great Jue Kingdom, I will not let you have your way."

After saying that, she made up her mind.

At that very moment, she struck swiftly, taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention.

Her fingers formed claws like a beam of light, and in the blink of an eye, she had already reached the young emperor. With a thought, a sword imbued with spiritual energy materialized in her mind, and with Yu Chi Lian's attack, it was already in her hand. Accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart, when she looked again, the tip of the sword was already at the young emperor's throat.

However, the sword only stopped at the young emperor's throat. It was as if a sword was really pressing against his throat, but it was like hitting a wall and could not be pierced through.

At this moment, the two demon gods began their fierce battle.

The saying goes, "When gods fight, mortals suffer." Fortunately, Shen Wen, a mortal, had Qingming's protection and remained unharmed, watching the exciting part of the battle unscathed. However, when she looked back at the palace servants and guards, all those caught in the chaotic magical turmoil had perished, their fates tragic. Some, even those with mortal bodies, were struck directly by the sudden, violent force and instantly reduced to ashes.

Shen Wen opened his mouth wide and said to Qing Ming beside him, "Is this too exaggerated? Is this how you gods fight? This is treating people like dirt, they're even more fragile than weeds."

Qingming's face was already grim. Looking at the intense cultivation levels of the two demons fighting, and comparing them with his own, he realized that over the past few hundred years, he had only accumulated seniority through age. If he were to face either of them, he wouldn't be able to withstand more than ten moves from either of them.

Qingming dodged Shen Wen's hand that was reaching out to grab her again, and turned away to sulk.

Seeing his expression, Shen Wen guessed his feelings and could only try to coax him, saying, "Actually, there's nothing to be jealous of. You are a virtuous immortal who cultivates goodness. The reason those two are so powerful is because they cultivated evil arts. Neither of them met a good end. What are you comparing yourself to them for?"

Her words actually worked on Qingming. Qingming's stubbornness immediately subsided, and she quickly put on an innocent smile and said, "You're right. I was wrong just now. Um... what did you ask me just now?"

Shen Wen dared not bring up the previous question again, and quickly changed her question, saying, "I said, should we run away now? They're fighting so fiercely, they definitely don't have time to look after us, isn't this the perfect opportunity?"

Reminded by her sudden revelation, Qingming subtly grabbed her wrist, first cautiously observing the battle between the two demons, and then began chanting incantations in his mind.

But timing was so unfortunate. Just then, Yu Chi Lian, having fallen behind and finding herself struggling, felt a surge of anger with nowhere to vent. Turning her head, she saw Shen Wen, whom she considered a thorn in her side. Without a second thought, she used her right hand to grab Shen Wen with a flick of her wrist, instantly shielding her in front of herself. She intended to use Shen Wen as a shield, forcing this mortal to take the brunt of the young emperor's attack.

The immense power unleashed by the young emperor was enough to split a mountain in two. If such divine power were used to attack a mortal, that mortal would only suffer one fate: instant annihilation.

Fortunately, the young emperor had a remarkable foresight. His attack was a fraction of a second too late. Although he managed to unleash it, the powerful, wind-driven strikes appeared as if they were real objects, relentlessly hurtling towards them second by second, to ordinary people like Shen Wen.

"no!"

Shen Wen looked at that powerful force, and suddenly two words floated into her ears.

A powerful force, as tall as a locomotive, swept in. At the last moment, Shen Wen couldn't bear to look at it and instinctively closed her eyes.

However, the tragic outcome of the powerful attack did not occur. When Shen Wen came to his senses, he opened his eyes and looked at his body.

It's actually true! This body is still here! She didn't turn to ashes?

Shen Wen looked up in disbelief.

When she saw a man's muscular body blocking her way, Shen Wen was stunned.

And that body of hers was so familiar.

"Chu...Chu Yanqiu!"

Shen Wen opened her mouth wide, as if it took her a long time to find her voice, and only these three words came out of her throat.

It turned out that Chu Yanqiu, who was also a mortal, had taken the hit for her.

It's over! He's definitely powerless to reverse the situation; he'll probably be reduced to ashes in the next moment.

Shen Wen's eyes were filled with intense grief. In the past, when she had wild fantasies, she had imagined many possible endings for the two of them, but she never expected that their story would end like this.