Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 769 - 446 Yue Qingping’s Domineering, Yishi Qingnang, Fair Demon Venerate
769: Chapter 446: Yue Qingping’s Domineering, Yishi Qingnang, Fair Demon Venerate?
Luan Demon Clan’s Defense Broken
769 -446: Yue Qingping’s Domineering, Yishi Qingnang, Fair Demon Venerate?
Luan Demon Clan’s Defense Broken
Deep in the night, the hanging crescent moon, like an eyebrow or a hook.
Facing the sprawling darkness of the Southern Extreme Demon Lord across from Mount Qingping, the expression on the face of the peerless female crown sitting in meditation remained utterly undisturbed.
With a slap of her jade hand, the ancient guqin she had been cradling suddenly floated into the air.
The strings moved on their own accord, under the influence of the mystical forces atop Mount Qingping, and an odd musical tone abruptly rang out between heaven and earth.
As the strings vibrated and the sound resonated, they raised waves of awe and terror.
Rings of bizarre radiance bloomed like ripples on water, confronting the fiercely pressing dark demonic domain in the sky.
Yue Qingping’s robe sleeves lightly swept across, and immediately, the Heavenly Wind howled fiercely, and the streaming clouds furiously receded.
Her hand merged her fingers into the shape of a sword, and with a gentle slice towards the distance, a terrifying sword intent instantly burgeoned, rolling forward like a raging sea, transforming into a Sword Qi Light River sweeping before the spatial portal, turning the overwhelming demonic qi into fine dust.
“How formidable, this female crown, a person of peerless beauty, her cultivation also supreme, you…” the Southern Extreme Demon Lord’s expression wrinkled, about to say something.
At that moment, its pupils suddenly constricted.
Only to see the imposing Divine Mountain floating in the sky suddenly plummet downwards, oppressively smashing down!
The terrifying shadow of the Divine Mountain instantly engulfed the spatial portal, leaving the moon of the mortal world no longer able to shine upon the heads of the cultivators in the Demon Realm.
Boom!
The ground trembled.
For a moment, the pupils of the Southern Extreme Demon Lord shaken, a dense shadow shrouding the spirits of the many master Demonkin standing behind it.
Having just crossed the boundary, they were blocked at the exit by an unbeatably beautiful female crown using a mountain to crush people—it was too terrifying.
The frightful tremors also left the three ranks of Great Monk soldiers, the Devil Cultivator Formation, and the Great Qin elite cultivator legion behind Yue Qingping inexplicably shocked.
They watched as the imposing Divine Mountain slowly floated up again and for a moment looked as if they had seen a ghost.
The leading cultivators had heard of the title of The World’s First Female True Monarch, but they had never seen such a grand scene of using a mountain to smash people.
Mount Qingping, long cultivated by Yue Qingping through day and night and soaked with sword intent, had already concealed profound mysteries and was no longer comparable to ordinary earthly rocks.
The Southern Extreme Demon Lord, looking at the again-rising majestic Divine Mountain, momentarily had a complexion dark as water.
It understood that the previous move was just a warning.
This tactic, although magnificent in power, was not difficult to avoid with its level of cultivation.
However… the legion it brought behind could not escape it.
Should it choose to forcefully resist the descent of the Divine Mountain, enduring a direct hit, it could handle once, maybe even grit its teeth through twice, but to be suppressed like this repeatedly during the fight, how could it still rally its troops!
Moreover, the legion behind this female crown was not composed of dead men.
As the Southern Extreme Demon Lord’s expression wavered, Yue Qingping’s red lips slightly parted, marking the first time she had spoken aloud.
“By the Sword Intent I just displayed, none of the Demonkin behind thee shall cross that line.”
“Otherwise, a thousand come, a thousand die!”
“Ten thousand come, ten thousand die!”
Yue Qingping, her robe fluttering, appeared divine under the moonlight.
She suddenly turned around and indifferently addressed the three great Buddhist-Demon formations behind her:
“This portal is sufficiently guarded by myself, Yue Qingping.
Go and aid the other spatial portals.”
“Following the law decress of the True Monarch!” The Central Continent monk soldiers and Devil Cultivator formation leaders met each other’s gaze, exchanged communication silently, and nodded respectfully in unison before swiftly moving towards another location.
Only from inside the Great Qin black-armored cultivator legion did an old general with three large spears and white hair step forward upon hearing this and clasped his fists saying:
“Qin general Wang Jian, without the King’s command, dares not to leave his post without permission, requests Qingping True Monarch to allow us to remain here for support in case the desperate Demonkin resort to last-ditch efforts.”
“As you wish!” Regarding Wang Jian’s reaction, Yue Qingping’s stunning face remained as serene as an ageless well.
She turned her body, her eyes as bright as stars, resting on the ferocious tiger head of the Southern Extreme Demon Lord, her expression momentarily showing a hint of eagerness.
“Fellow Taoist, you push the demons too far.
Black Tiger King, hold your forces for now, let me measure this sharp one and see if she has the audacity she claims.”
The Southern Extreme Demon Lord, cursing its bad luck internally, chose the firmest tone for the softest option.
Though the Four Great Demon Kingdoms are allied under the grand scheme, they don’t harmonize with each other.
If it incurs huge losses here, the Southern Extreme Demon Lord would still grieve for its own high-ranking legion.
Between thoughts, it made its final decision.
To fight!
But not with the army pressing forward!
Instead, king against king.
This way, it can silence other Demon Lords’ mouths while regaining some face.
Compared to other criticisms, the Southern Extreme Demon Lord still dared not gamble with its close heart’s army.
Having cultivated up to now, it also climbed step by step, not born a Demon Lord, enduring many more embarrassing events in its lengthy life—losing a bit of face now was but a slight chill.
“We shall see if, with people like yourself in the Mortal World, they can even muster a few figures!” The Southern Extreme Demon Lord fiercely boosted its Demon Yuan, its Dharma Aspect thorough an imposing figure, immediately lunging at Yue Qingping.
In its speech, however, it concealed a threatening tone, attempting to shake Yue Qingping’s battle spirit.
In a duel of masters, a hair’s breadth leads to a difference of a thousand li.
Even a moment’s hesitation in spirit could be captured and magnified endlessly.
“You show weakness with your petty tricks, are you getting nervous?”
Yue Qingping opened her mouth, her capacity for mockery at full display, vividly demonstrating the language skills that could even infuriate the Great Qin State Master Yi Chengzi.
Clang!
A leisurely sound of sword ringing rose.
On the summit of Mount Qingping, the female crown drew her sword!
Under the night sky, a powerful Sword Intent mingling the energies of heaven, earth, and man suddenly burst forth, soaring up from the top of Mount Qingping!
