Tribulation of Myriad Races - Chapter 1956: Fireworks Are Fun (3)

Chapter 1956: Fireworks Are Fun (3)

Zi Yan, whose sea of willpower was crumbling apart, blanked out in confusion.

Who was that?

Oh, Su Yu.

What was that bastard calling her?

Lord?

How laughable.

Had that clown decided to submit? Also, where was this? Who were the two heavenly kings before her? They seemed familiar. Why did they attack her?

While she was still in confusion, Su Yu roared in desperation, “Lord Zi Yan has sacrificed herself for our chaos race! Kill them! Avenge Lord Zi Yan! For the great cause of the noble chaos race, kill them all!”

Boom!

Even more powerful attacks rained down.

After being suppressed by the Token of Sanctification, launching a full-powered attack toward Zi Yan, before being sealed by Zi Yan, Dao Yu and Blood Devil had exhausted most of their strength. Before they could recover, the little stone suppressed all the ambient dao power around them.

Seeing that Su Yu’s group had grown even crazier to avenge the unknown woman, despair sank in. That woman was the one thinking about detonating herself! It wasn’t like they were the ones who had forced her to detonate herself! Were they supposed to watch as she detonated herself to kill them both?

The two looked at each other with resignation. Fine, fine. Since they were going to die…they would drag everyone down! They could see that the woman’s sea of willpower was still around. She was still capable of self-detonation.

A ruthless gleam flickered in their eyes.

Self-detonation, right?

They could play the same game as well!

Damn the crazy chaos race! They were able to make their super experts self-detonate like it was a game.

“If I must die, I won’t die alone!”

With that in mind, the two ignored the incoming attacks and focused on dragging Zi Yan down with them before dying. They still remembered how South Suppression Marquis’ sea of willpower had survived his self-detonation earlier.

They wouldn’t allow another one of these bastards to escape after doing this to them. They couldn’t accept this.

Boom!

Next, two loud rumbles rang out almost simultaneously. The formation shattered. The sea of willpower of the confused Zi Yan shattered as well. The badly damaged sea of willpower did not survive the self-detonation of two heavenly kings.

At the final moment, her phantom appeared and looked around with confusion. Just where was this? Weren’t her people here to rescue her? Why did she have a feeling that she had been tricked?

When she looked at the two who had self-detonated, recognition dawned on her.

Blood Devil and Dao Yu?

Two powerful ancient marquises.

Weren’t they supposed to be in the Upper Realm? Wait, this seemed to be the Dao Origin Land. Was she…in the Upper Realm? And was she…dead?

Blood Devil and Dao Yu were still holding onto a thick grudge even after their self-detonation, to the point that their grudge had manifested itself.

“Zi Yan. Chaos race. You will not be forgiven!”

They knew Stable Army Marquis and the others. There was no point in talking about those people. They were clearly new members of the so-called chaos race. But this Zi Yan was definitely an important member of the chaos race.

Zi Yan.

Chaos race.

Their grudge, along with their final words, spread out.

With a nervous tone, Su Yu shouted urgently, “Clean the battlefield! Stop this grudge from spreading!”

As he said that, he swept his damaged Mark of Civilization over the remains of the two heavenly kings. Right at that moment, he turned to see that the nearest incoming dao was already not far away.

“Ten seconds!”

Su Yu raised his brow and shouted, “Withdraw!”

Some of them had also been hit by the shockwaves of the self-detonation. For example, Great Ming King. He was coughing even more blood now. However, they did not hesitate to gather around Su Yu the moment they received his order.

He stuffed them all into his Mark of Civilization as he said, “Do not resist!”

Done with that, he looked at Hundred Battle King and shouted, “Hundred Battle, withdraw! Find us at the Chaos Mountain! Lord Yue Luo is waiting for you! There was a misunderstanding about the incident back then! She truly loves you!”

“Roar!”

Once again, Hundred Battle King roared like a mad beast.

“Misunderstanding?”

Hundred Battle King was furious. Misunderstanding? How could that be a misunderstanding?

“Yue Luo! You bitch! You may have been the one to free me, but I won’t forgive you! I won’t spare you!”

Hundred Battle King roared madly. How could that be a misunderstanding? At the time, he was at the peak of his life. Just as he was about to achieve his grand ambition, he was betrayed. He was stabbed in the back. He had been holding onto that anger for six thousand years.

It was no misunderstanding. He would never forgive Yue Luo!

Chaos Mountain?

Sure.

He would be there!

So she was hiding at the Chaos Mountain.

At that point, the Sealed Mountain no longer existed. Waves of intense dao power rippled out. All in all, the battle had only lasted for around three minutes. Nine heavenly kings had died in only three minutes.

Yes. Nine.

Everyone could sense the number of dao power eruptions in the area.

There were nine of them. It was as though nine fireworks had bloomed in the Dao Origin Land. They started spreading, attracting numerous gazes. Everyone in the Dao Origin Land looked toward the Sealed Mountain. Fear and shock gripped a majority of them.

From the strength of these fluctuations, the ones who had died were likely pseudo kings. It wasn’t even one or two of them. Rather, nine had died together.

Chaos race.

And a free Hundred Battle King.

***

Sealed Mountain.

After ripping a rift in the sky, Su Yu slipped through it.

Moments after his departure, a figure shrouded in the power of earth arrived. Noticing Hundred Battle King, who was just about to flee, his eyes turned cold as he said, “Don’t bother.”

He would not allow it. He threw a punch, manifesting a falling mountain from the sky.

At the same time, he roared, “Venerable Scrape, intercept the fellow in the River of Time.”

Far away, a purple-haired expert, the same super expert from atop a mountain, nodded solemnly. Nine pseudo kings had died from a single battle. This was a massive loss. They could not allow the culprits to escape.

“Venerable Nether, help them with Hundred Battle. Just kill him if sealing him again isn’t possible.”

As he gave that order, a cold expert walked out of the River of Time and nodded, “Sure. Just go after the others.”

Including Celestial Devil Marquis, there were four super experts here. The purple-haired expert tore an opening in the sky before stepping through it. There were two pseudo kings in the group he was pursuing, but he was unconcerned. They wouldn’t be able to escape him. He would kill them all.

As for Hundred Battle King, he was raging after noticing three super experts attacking him together.

“Damn it!”

He roared in fury.

Damn it!

Their people were everywhere!

“Die!”

He tried to break free.

In the midst of the intense battle, he sensed a familiar aura and roared, “March, help me!”

Yes. He sensed March’s aura.

***

Far away.

With his bamboo stick in hand, March sent his senses forward. He noted that yet another aura was surging into the sky. At the same time, the auras of several heavenly kings were also surging from all over the Dao Origin Land.

A large number of Daofuses were also rushing over. It took March only a split second to decide that giving up was the smart thing to do here. There was no helping Hundred Battle King. He was the main target of everyone in the Dao Origin Land. Even with March’s assistance, escape would be impossible.

And thus, March turned around and swaggered off without any hesitation. He would not participate in this. If possible, he wouldn’t mind helping. But it was pointless to help when success was impossible.

Why did that dumbass stay so long after breaking free from his seal? He could have escaped long ago.

If Hundred Battle King had escaped right after breaking free, he would force the myriad races into a pursuit. And in a pursuit, there was a lot more flexibility for March to help him. With the two of them together, escape would still be possible.

“Hundred Battle King is indeed quite stupid. Sigh.”

Not long after March’s departure, a figure appeared out of thin air and exhaled in relief. March had opted to leave. That was a good thing. If March had decided to join Hundred Battle King in this battle, that could potentially cause a large number of casualties among them.

The unknown figure narrowed his eyes in March’s direction before turning to move toward Sealed Mountain. There, an encirclement was forming around Hundred Battle King. If they couldn’t seal him again, they wouldn’t mind killing him once and for all.

Damn the chaos race.

They had actually destroyed a layer of seal on Hundred Battle King. Eight pseudo kings on their side had died. Meanwhile, the attackers had only lost one. He could only hope that Venerable Scrape would be able to catch up and kill them all.

***

The nine colorful fireworks were still spreading outward.

Nine super experts had died on the same day.

Bamboo Mountain.

The fluctuations only reached there after some time. Instantly, Great Bamboo Marquis soared into the sky, joined by numerous iron devourers. A crack rang out. His jaw had dropped so low that he had dislocated it.

April, May, September, Full Moon, and Great Bamboo Marquis were staring into the distance with their mouths agape and their eyes wide. Great Bamboo Marquis didn’t even notice the food dropping out of his mouth.

He stared at September with his mouth open, but he couldn’t find anything to say. After a long while, he said, “I think…uhm…nine pseudo kings died?”

Was there a mistake somewhere?

Fuck!

Great Bamboo Marquis was greatly shocked. This was probably unrelated to Su Yu, right? Definitely. That wasn’t possible! There was only one pseudo king on Su Yu’s side. It was simply impossible for them to kill so many pseudo kings, even if all of them were to self-detonate.

September’s jaw dropped as well. After a short moment, he hurriedly looked at the tiny bamboo in his hand before exhaling in relief. Fortunately, Lan Tian did not seem to be dead. Lan Tian was not among the dead pseudo kings. And since Lan Tian was not dead, then there was nothing to worry about.

Suddenly, an eye appeared on the small bamboo, followed by a mouth as it started speaking, “A question from Emperor Yu. How do you like that? If you like it, be good from now on. That’s all.”

Next, the bambook burst apart.

September’s expression changed, “They might have encountered some danger!”

Great Bamboo Marquis continued blanking out. After a long while, he finally spoke, “They’re not dead…after killing nine pseudo kings?”

Wasn’t it normal for something like that to be dangerous? Even from so far away, he could sense several powerful auras surging into the sky. Would the coming battle flatten the Dao Origin Land itself?

The iron devourers couldn’t recover from their shock. Just how did those fellows accomplish that? Would they be able to return with their lives?

After wiping some imaginary sweat off his furry head, Great Bamboo Marquis looked at September and said, “My dearest great grandson’s great grandson…I recall you saying that Emperor Yu is petty and good at holding a grudge. Would he try to get payback from me for giving him such a task in the first place?”

Great Bamboo Marquis started berating himself. He had only tasked them to kill three Daofuses, but they had decided to kill some heavenly kings instead. And they had not killed one or two heavenly kings. That was too crazy.

He was starting to worry that they would hold a grudge toward him. From how Lan Tian’s bamboo had exploded, it was clear that they had yet to escape danger.

September opened his mouth, but he didn’t know what to say. After a while, he assumed his trademark innocent expression and said, “Don’t be scared, Ancestor. In the future, just follow me. Hand the iron devourer race to me, and we’ll all be on the same side. Ancestor April, Ancestor May, and you can all retire. It’s fine. You can trust me as the new boss of the iron devourers.”

The other iron devourers stared at him. Was he going to take over the race so easily?

But after taking another look at the fireworks in the sky, Great Bamboo Marquis nodded, “Sure.”

April and May could only look at each other silently.

Fine, fine.

Su Yu and his people were too crazy. That was scary.

September had a complicated feeling about this. He…was now the boss of his race. It was so easy. Well, there was no helping it. Emperor Yu’s madness had scared his ancestor into vacating that seat.

Emperor Yu was tasked to kill three Daofuses, yet he went and killed nine pseudo kings. Such madness was enough to scare anyone.

“I hope they can return safely.”

September could only pray for them. Since even Lan Tian’s bamboo had exploded, it was clear that he was in such a crisis that he couldn’t even afford to maintain these minor clones anymore.