Chapter 938 Magical Girl, Clan’s Magical Artifact Seized at the Start

The young man walked over angrily, and as his palm was about to press on her shoulder.

The Blue Silver Grass grew wildly, tightly wrapping around the young man’s arm.

And the young man’s arm, with its rugged muscles and even some transformation towards a Disaster Beast, was completely immobilized by the Blue Silver Grass!

The people of the Black Mountain Realm, who were originally pointing fingers and commenting on Bai Hu, fell silent.

Before Bai Hu left, she was still far from being a match for the young man before her.

Possessing abundant magic power, yet unable to transform into a Magical Girl, and unable to utilize the residual magic power, the only way in Black Mountain Realm was to continually implant Disaster Beasts within oneself, just like in the Catastrophe People Realm, which was the last resort of every dying Old World.

Every Black Mountain Realm person is limited in the parts and strength of the Disaster Beast they can endure—in the dying Old World, there’s no power from emotions, no miracles, even despair cannot generate negative emotions capable of nourishing the Disaster Beast within, there’s only endless residue.

The Blue Silver Grass in Bai Hu’s hand is undoubtedly the most garbage Disaster Beast in the Black Mountain Realm, found everywhere along the roadside.

And unlike Bai San’s Demon Fighting, she is purely Blue Silver Grass, not the Blue Silver Emperor, with no possibilities or potential.

But now, the most garbage Blue Silver Grass has tightly controlled the arm of the strongest person in the Black Mountain Realm.

Silence enveloped the entire Old World.

Looking around at the shocked and incredulous gazes, and the young man in front who gradually moved from fury to fear.

What should I do next?

Bai Hu instinctively touched her phone, wanting to read another page of Demon Fighting Continent.

So, this is why the gentleman has been teaching me to learn from Bai San?

To me, that is prophetic literary realism...

In the town’s silence, a small tremor shook the ground.

Initially unclear, everyone’s attention was focused on Bai Hu.

Until the tremor grew larger, accompanied by the roar of Disaster Beasts, looking up, a dense beast horde surged over the mountain!

"The Disaster Beast horde is coming down the mountain!"

The young man immediately tugged at her Blue Silver Grass, "Vanguard assemble!"

Bai Hu released the Blue Silver Grass, watched as the young man led a group to deploy the magic shield around the town.

This was the last legacy Jade Fox left for the Black Mountain Realm.

Yet, looking at that beast horde akin to a natural disaster tsunami, the magic shield seemed fragile and small.

The beast horde slammed against the magic shield like waves, just the first wave caused the whole shield to start shaking and cracking.

The strongest young man’s face turned ashen, his Disaster Beast fused arm trembled uncontrollably.

Team members repeatedly shouted: "No, the scale this time, no! Why are there so many!"

Someone else spotted the issue: "They’ve all evolved into B-level Disaster Beasts?"

The crowd behind cried out desperately: "What do we do, we can’t hold on!"

"Vanguard," fear slightly distorted the young man’s voice facing Bai Hu, he trembled, "Follow me out to reduce the impact of the beast horde!"

Yet everyone’s feet were exceedingly difficult, as if glued, unable to move.

Looking up, the ferocious Disaster Beasts kept gnawing at the magic shield, baring their teeth, drooling with roars.

Once outside the shield, consequences are unmentionable.

"No, no point, Captain..." One team member spoke in a nearly tearful voice, "Either way, we die, staying inside the shield a little longer, is fine, right?"

The entire Black Mountain Realm fell into dead silence, soft sobbing enveloped with heavy, chaotic breathing.

No one spoke, no one moved, everyone stood like wooden stakes, gazing at the dark sky and ground.

Oppressive and despairing.

"Who is that?"

Suddenly someone asked, and then everyone noticed.

Bai Hu walked out of the magic shield just like that.

This episode, the book taught.

"What’s she doing?"

Only to see the Blue Silver Grass starting to grow wildly from her body.

Soon, it spread overwhelmingly, almost covering the entire magic shield!

And among the group of Disaster Beasts, the Blue Silver Grass also spread rapidly like a plague, in just a few breaths, the seemingly unstoppable wave of Disaster Beasts stilled.

Transforming into a sea of Blue Silver Grass, gently swaying in the wind.

Bai Hu, pale-faced, looked at the Disaster Beasts continuing to surge from afar.

Surely the gentleman predicted in advance the disaster facing the Black Mountain Realm.

So he sent me back to handle it...

Utilizing the techniques learned from Demon Fighting Continent, and the negative emotions the gentleman taught her.

The Blue Silver Grass kept expanding, parasitizing on the Disaster Beasts while drawing more filthy magic power, transforming it into its nutrients and strength, spreading continuously.

If the gentleman prepared this test, it means my strength can handle it...

At first, Bai Hu thought so.

When the endless Blue Silver Grass extended all the way into the Black Mountain Range, solidifying the Disaster Beast wave’s spread and impact.

Though uncertain for how long, when everything returned to calm, Bai Hu heard the piercing cheers and shouts.

Looking down, the once dead Black Mountain Realm crowd became lively again.

Actually, it’s incomprehensible.

She looked at the cheering Black Mountain Realm crowd, as if watching the group of Ji Family members—another writer Funeral Master’s "Ji Family Cultivation".

Tremblingly continuing the lineage, yet without the Clan’s Magical Artifact, the Ji Family’s destruction hangs on the decision of those above.