Chapter 534: The Floating Shadow Realm's Strongest Divine Technique, Conclusion of the Clan War

Chapter 534: Chapter 535: The Floating Shadow Realm’s Strongest Divine Technique, Conclusion of the Clan War

Tears like pearls streamed down Yun Miqiu’s face. Mengshang’s Frost Dream Realm was far, far stronger than hers—not just because of bloodline, but also because of that absolute resolve to forsake everything…

‘If it comes to this, she’d rather choose a sliver of love over her Immortal Path!’

Even though it wasn’t being used against the Fox Demon Race, the slaughter taking place could not quell the hatred at the heart of the Frost Dream Realm…

A million Demon Race corpses littered the plains. Only Chi Xiao remained, hovering in mid-air.

Only Yun Miqiu and Yun Misha could truly wound Chi Xiao.

The two figures flew forward, unleashing Divine Techniques from either side—a concentrated blast of Fox Fire and an annihilating frost.

Amid the brilliant flashes of power, Chi Xiao’s body was left shattered, only half of his demonic form intact. Fortunately for him, he had snapped out of the Illusion Realm at the critical moment. Still, the dense Demonic Qi pushed him to the brink of a rampage.

He fought to suppress his demonic urges. Before him, his million-strong Demon Army had been utterly annihilated. ‘No, I can’t lose control. If I go berserk now, it’s a one-way ticket to death.’

With a flash of escaping light, he absorbed all the Demonic Qi from the battlefield into his left hand. The incinerated right side of his body and the lower half of his demonic form, which had been shattered by frost, began to regenerate within the swirling Demonic Qi.

‘This reminds me of Yun Mixue’s Frost Dream Realm,’ he thought. ‘It’s too terrifying.’

‘I was so completely lost in it, I have no idea how long passed. Truly worthy of the complete Frost Fox bloodline, and worthy of being called the strongest Divine Technique in the Floating Shadow Realm.’

‘How could I, a proud member of the Demon Race, have my Demon Heart so deeply etched by a pair of azure eyes? Even though I only fell for the Divine Technique because of a moment of carelessness, those moments spent listening to her zither have become a recurring nightmare.’

‘Perhaps my demonic nature isn’t pure enough. I even started remembering the days before I joined the Demon Race.’

As a thousand thoughts flooded his mind, Yun Miqiu and Yun Misha closed in, flanking Chi Xiao from the left and right.

Demonic Qi swirled around Chi Xiao’s body once more. He had survived even a predicament like that; he had nothing to fear now. The arrogant look returned to his face, and he was once again the Demon Marshal who commanded an army of a million.

He tightened his grip on the demonic artifact in his left hand. ‘Power. Only endless power is what we of the Demon Race pursue.’

“I was careless this time. I never expected Yun Mengshang to comprehend the Frost Dream Realm so quickly! But we of the Demon Race will return!”

After saying his piece, Chi Xiao transformed into a streak of light and fled. Yun Miqiu and Yun Misha didn’t dare to stop him.

Yun Miqiu’s injuries were simply too severe. Otherwise, their last attack would have been enough to ensure Chi Xiao never left. If they tried to intercept him now, Chi Xiao would surely exploit the injured Yun Miqiu as a weak point to break through.

As he fled, Chi Xiao glanced back at Yun Mengshang on the city wall. He would never be able to forget the sight of her azure gaze, a tangled web of love and hate…

The Tiger Race and Rhino Race had begun to retreat the moment the Demon Army was routed. Now, the entire battlefield was covered in mountains of corpses from the Fox Demon Race and the Demon Race.

The members of the Fox Demon Race all reverted to their human forms. Their faces were stained with tears. There was no joy of victory, only worried glances toward their Demon King.

They had all sensed the intent within the Illusion Realm. A few forced bitter smiles. They had annihilated a million members of the Demon Race at the cost of ten thousand of their own—it was a monumental victory.

It’s unknown who first gathered the courage to shout, “Our King!”

In an instant, a chorus of “Our King!” rose and fell like the tide…

Yun Miqiu and Yun Misha exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with worry.

The intent behind the Divine Technique had already revealed Yun Mengshang’s resolve. She would rather drown in love than seek the Great Dao. Even if she had to use hatred to pay the price for that love, she would do it—not in Yun Mixue’s way, but in her own, Yun Mengshang’s way.

That was the way of the Fox Demon Race; once a single heartstring was plucked, they would fall completely and irrevocably.

And Chen Dong, with his hollow eyes, knew nothing of this.

Several days had passed since the battle against the Demon Race’s invasion. As a chill settled in the air, Immortal Fox City was festooned with lanterns and colorful banners, as if in preparation for a great and joyous event.

Inside the City Lord’s Mansion, however, Yun Miqiu and Yun Misha were locked in a cold confrontation with Yun Mengshang.

“Mengshang, if you truly insist on this marriage, fine. But the Demon Race will surely return. It’s not too late to marry him *after* you break through to the Divinity Transformation realm. You already have him under your complete control. Are you afraid he’s going to run away?!”

Yun Mengshang shook her head coldly. “My mind is made up. You’ve tried to persuade me several times with the same arguments. The wedding in two days is not changing. Don’t bother trying again!”

Yun Miqiu hesitated. “Mengshang, I…”

Yun Mengshang shot her a cold glance. “What? Is Aunt Qiu going to try and persuade me as well?”

“I…”

“‘I’ what? Spit it out!” Yun Misha said, growing anxious.

“Every time we try to persuade her, I’m the only one talking! And you just stand there watching. Aren’t you worried?”

Yun Miqiu shook her head helplessly.

Yun Mengshang had grown tired of their reasoning. “Enough. I’m going into seclusion. I will emerge on my wedding day!”

With that, she led Chen Dong into her cave abode.

Watching the stone slab seal the entrance, Yun Misha grew even more frantic.

“I’m tempted to knock her unconscious and kill that Li Xu! We’ll see how she gets married then! Throwing away the Great Dao, insisting on being trapped by love!”

Yun Miqiu sighed softly. “Oh, just stop talking!”

Her injuries had yet to heal, and her pale face was a mask of helplessness.

Yun Misha’s eyes were a mixture of worry and frustration. “How can I not speak up? Mengshang is clearly on the verge of breaking through to Divinity Transformation and reaching the Realm of Emotionlessness, but she refuses! Once she marries this Stone Demon, their fates will be bound. That connection will entangle her spirit, making it nearly impossible to reach the Realm of Emotionlessness. Escaping the bonds of emotion then will be all but impossible! Do you want to watch her throw away her Immortal Path?”

Yun Miqiu shook her head again. “She can’t be persuaded! It was the same with Mi Xue back then, and didn’t we try to persuade her too? When I myself fell in love, what use was the Immortal Path to me?”

Flames of anger erupted in Yun Misha. “Having you here is just infuriating! Whose side are you even on?!”

Yun Miqiu’s expression was full of sorrow. She bit her lip and turned to leave. Her injuries were still severe, and with Yun Misha there to watch over Mengshang, there was no need for her to remain outside the cave abode.