The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!-Chapter 532: The Catastrophe Has Arrived
In front of the Buddha Cave Temple, aglow with radiant Buddha light, the colossal and colorful Colorful Centipede let out a piercing, tragic howl, its slender body writhing frenetically.
However, Li Muyang gripped the Colorful Centipede’s neck with one hand, harshly and forcibly dragging it out from the body of the Martial Monk.
The massive Colorful Centipede struggled desperately, its slender segments shaking wildly as if to lash out at Li Muyang, who was within arm’s reach.
Standing to the side, wielding the Glazed Fairy Sword, Chu Qingxue swept through with her Sword Qi. Wave after wave of Sword Qi struck down, dissolving the Colorful Centipede’s death throes.
Amid the whirlwind of Sword Qi, Li Muyang stood calmly, gripping the neck of the Colorful Centipede, striving to pull it out.
He finally dragged a centipede over ten meters long from within the Martial Monk.
It was a mystery how the Martial Monk, barely 1.9 meters tall, could have concealed such a long creature inside him.
Realizing its end was near, the giant Colorful Centipede stopped struggling after being fully dragged out.
Its bizarre, insect eyes stared fixedly at the three people before it, issuing a sharp, ear-piercing howl.
"It’s useless! Your resistance is like an ant shaking a tree!"
"The emperor’s presence has matured, he will kill all of humanity and destroy this decaying human dynasty."
"Our monster race’s realm will descend soon!"
"This land will ultimately be dominated by our monster race!"
"And you, you’ve arrived far too late! You cannot stop the emperor! Hahahaha!!!"
The Colorful Centipede howled miserably, bursting into a wild, mocking laughter.
But the next second, Li Muyang slammed it to the ground and crushed it with his foot.
He had no interest in wasting words with this creature.
After slaying the Colorful Centipede, Li Muyang looked straight ahead.
With the death of the Colorful Centipede, the doors of the temple ahead swung open, and the demonic air in the atmosphere lightened slightly.
[System notification: Colorful Centipede King slain.]
[System notification: Nine Nether Soul Summoning Great Formation broken (1/7).]
Seeing the system prompts in his field of vision, Li Muyang stepped forward decisively, "Let’s go! Time to kill the next monster."
After the death of the Colorful Centipede, the demonic aura within the Buddha Cave Temple subsided.
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Clearly, the foundation of the evil formation inside the Buddha Cave Temple lay with these monster BOSSES that guarded within!
Just kill all of the monster BOSSES inside the Buddha Cave Temple, and the foundation of the great formation will be broken, greatly reducing the Emperor’s power!
Stepping through the gate guarded by the Colorful Centipede, passing through the courtyard where the Martial Monks were active, Li Muyang and his companions continued on towards the depths of the Buddha Cave Temple.
They hadn’t gone far when they happened upon a small lake filled with blooming lotuses.
A wooden walkway was built above the water, suspended in the air. The trio treaded upon it, heading straight for the middle of the lake.
Suddenly, the water beneath exploded, sending countless water droplets splashing into the air, eventually forming a vast water mirror several dozen meters long.
Initially thinking it was a monster attack, all three were surprised at this sight.
Li Muyang looked puzzledly at the water mirror, completely baffled.
"...What does this mean?"
The next moment, the water mirror rippled and changed, eventually revealing the grim visage of a corpse.
The corpse was that of a soldier, clad in the armor of the Imperial Army, in a terrible state of death, half of his body eaten away, his intestines and viscera spilling out from his ruptured abdomen onto the ground.
Before Li Muyang could speak, the image in the water mirror zoomed out.
More and more bodies began to appear in the water mirror’s frame, which had initially focused on this one soldier’s corpse.
Bodies lay in grotesque positions, scattered haphazardly across the smoky ruins of the battlefield, appearing within the water mirror.
The eyes of the Glazed Fairy Sword Maiden were somewhat solemn.
"...it’s outside Heiyuan Pass."
The Glazed Fairy Sword Maiden recognized the location in the image.
While the three of them conversed, the viewpoint within the image continued to rise.
The vast plains outside Heiyuan Pass gradually came into view in front of the picture. What was originally the core of a standoff between two armies had now drastically changed.
The bodies of the soldiers from the Sky-Piercing army were scattered all over the plain, amidst the gunpowder smoke, an innumerable army of demons surged toward the distance.
The sight of those countless demons swarming sent a chill down one’s spine, their numbers impossible to count, appearing as an unstoppable wave of demons surging forward.
And as the viewpoint rose further, past the raging tide of demons rushing ahead, a Sky-Piercing army in disarray could be seen discarding their armor and helmets, fleeing in utter defeat.
A wobbling bronze mini-tower struggled to fly above the Sky-Piercing army, trying to shed light to protect the soldiers below.
However, a demonic shadow with a rich and terrifying aura laughed wildly in the sky, constantly unleashing massive Sword Qi.
With each sweep of Sword Qi, the bronze tower trembled violently, and the divine light it shed became even fainter.
Upon seeing such a scene, the expressions of Li Muyang, Chu Qingxue, and Nie Yubing grew extremely grave.
The little girl Nie Yubing was staring wide-eyed and slack-jawed in disbelief.
"The Sky-Piercing army... has been defeated?"
When Li Muyang had previously told her about the immense power and origins of the Three Immortals Tower, the little girl had thought that this Immortal Artifact, crafted by three Ancient True Immortals, could withstand the terrifying Emperor.
But the scene before her shattered all illusions.
Despite the protection of the Three Immortals Tower, the Sky-Piercing army had suffered a crushing defeat, with the demons in hot pursuit nipping at their heels.
The Emperor of the Lu dynasty was truly fearsome!
Watching the slaughter on the screen, human soldiers falling one after another, screaming as they were dragged away and torn apart by the demons, Nie Yubing closed her eyes in fear.
Though she had witnessed killings and deaths before, a terrifying scene like this—bodies strewn everywhere and countless demons swarming—was beyond the little girl’s limit to bear.
Even Li Muyang and the Glazed Fairy Sword Maiden looked pale and felt ill at the sight of the battlefield’s extreme bloodshed reflected in the water mirror.
"...The Emperor’s military might is tremendous!" Li Muyang murmured to himself.
He had thought that with the backing of the Three Immortals Tower, the chaotic army might be able to hold back the Emperor’s progress as he slaughtered his way south.
But the Sky-Piercing army and the Three Immortals Tower both collapsed too quickly.
As the battlefield within the water mirror became a one-sided massacre, demons wantonly slaughtered, collecting the souls and the essence of blood and flesh from the dead.
Li Muyang’s expression darkened.
He could already foresee that with the disastrous defeat of the Sky-Piercing army, the Emperor and his army of demons would march unopposed to the south, leveling every city in sight, slaughtering every innocent they encountered.
Until the Emperor had completely eradicated humans from this land, or...
The cataclysm had arrived!
Li Muyang took a deep breath, and with a wave of his hand, shattered the water mirror in the air, his face frigid.
"...This is a sly trick by the demons of Buddha Cave Temple."
"They want to use the tragedy outside Heiyuan Pass to intimidate us and disturb our minds... Don’t be deceived."
Li Muyang strode forward, swiftly crossing the lake full of blooming lotuses, and took the lead in arriving at the grand Buddhist hall behind the lake.
The resonant sound of a bell rang out from the outside of the Buddhist hall.
A Buddhist Monk dressed in a kasaya, with a solemn expression on his face, stood outside the hall calmly ringing a bell.
