Early morning.

The world itself seemed to have come awake as sunshine poured down.

Endless rustling sounds arrived from all directions with the wind and entered Zhang Ping’s ears.

It was already early autumn. The early morning air was already a bit cold.

The hundreds of thousands of believers already left. However, more and more Yunqin people were hurrying over.

The Yunqin people who rushed over were mostly ordinary Yunqin people, many elders and children among them.

They all came to help the Young Sir Lin they adored when they heard the news.

Just from the sounds of the wind, Zhang Ping was certain that the number of Yunqin people coming was far greater than his believers previously. In the distance, as well as further out… Yunqin people were gathering endlessly, one wave after another.

However, he didn’t stop these Yunqin people. He didn’t want to kill these Yunqin people who were rushing over either.

If what Lin Xi represented to these Yunqin people was a beautiful hope, a beautiful dream, then he had to personally rip up this dream in front of their faces.

A wind blew through the plains and mountains. The sun rose, signaling the start of a new day.

The banners and curtains around Zhang Ping’s throne fluttered about. There wasn’t much soul force rippling around him, yet his body itself was like a unique soul weapon, as if it was absorbing rays of light.

The sky above him instead became dark.

Everyone saw this true darkness.

When many of the believers and Divine Adjudicators who were loyal to him saw the darkened sky, even their breathing stopped. They knew that the final battle between the devil king and Divine General was about to unfold.

“What is going on?”

“Why did the sky suddenly go dark?”

“Is this the power of the devil king?”

The Yunqin people who rushed over from all directions were a bit alarmed, a bit worried. However, they still hoped that Lin Xi and Green Luan Academy could prevail.

In Zhang Ping’s formation that was full of flags, there was an individual clad in a black iron mask who was also looking at the gloomy sky.

He was Xu Zhenyan.

While looking at this sky that flickered between light and darkness, the expression in his eyes became more and more complicated. He was truly jealous of Zhang Ping’s power.

Even though he did so much, in the end, he could only become this type of subordinate. Even if he was the most important member of the cabinet, when Zhang Ping left Central Continent City, he could only follow him out. Otherwise, his own life wasn’t guaranteed.

The more this was the case, the more he hated Lin Xi.

He felt like it was precisely because someone like Lin Xi existed that he would end up walking this path.

He had already waited for this day for too long.

Many Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicators began to chant. Their chants became more and more orderly, more and more resounding.

Even more black color emerged in the sky.

On Turtle Edge Mountain, Lin Xi watched as black shadows appeared in the skies one after another.

“I know that you are hesitating, wondering if you should still say some things to Zhang Ping. After all, in the past, he was still your friend.” Nangong Weiyang turned to look at him, saying with a serious voice, “But I believe that I have already warned you before that he won’t listen to your words at all. If you want to talk to him, you can only do so after you have already beaten him into submission.”

Lin Xi nodded. “You are right.”

“He is precisely like the ‘tsundere’ word you like to use.” Nangong Weiyang looked at Lin Xi and continued, “He wants you to appear in front of him on your own, but he isn’t even willing to call you out. That is why the longer you remain hidden, the more he cannot see you, the more he cannot force you out, the more angry he will become.”

Lin Xi nodded. He didn’t say anything else.

…

“What is that?”

“Those are Devilmask Doves!”

“Why are there so many?”

More and more people saw the dark figures in the sky.

Those were vicious and sinister giant Devilmask Doves.

Most Yunqin people already knew that Purgatory Mountain’s Divine Adjudicators already tamed large amounts of Devilmask Doves. Moreover, many Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicators made these Devilmask Doves their mounts, flying all over Yunqin. Many nights were filled with these Devilmask Doves’ wailing.

But the number that appeared in their sight now numbered over a thousand!

As they approached Turtle Edge Mountain, what sounded like howling evil spirits descended from the skies. The sound waves that were produced made the ears of those on the ground feel ear-splitting pain.

The darkened sky suddenly became bright again.

Everyone saw a greenish-yellow intense flame suddenly erupt above a Devilmask Dove, and then fall towards Turtle Edge Mountain.

This fiercely burning flame formed a bright pillar of greenish-yellow smoke. It smashed towards Turtle Edge Mountain like a meteor.

After one came many more.

The Devilmask Doves who approached Turtle Edge Mountain all erupted into this type of great flame, sending them at Turtle Edge Mountain like a meteor shower.

When the first lump of raging flames struck Turtle Edge Mountain, a huge explosion sounded. Fiery streaks of light and rubble splattered everywhere.

Many of the cultivators standing in the wasteland were extremely shocked. They couldn’t help but recall that flame that burned down an entire city during the southern expedition. They didn’t expect that Zhang Ping still concealed this card.

For an ordinary Yunqin person, this scene looked like countless demons were circling around Turtle Edge Mountain, breathing flames of destruction down upon it.

Even the greatest natural stronghold would no longer be a natural stronghold if the enemy didn’t have to climb up.

Boom!

Another blast of meteorite-like raging flames smashed into this mountain peak everyone in the wasteland was facing.

A blast of greenish-yellow flame and smoke exploded and spread outwards on this mountain peak. A streak of golden radiance that was even brighter than these flames shot out of these flames and smoke with speed that was even more astonishing, rising into the sky!

This golden light was too pure, a hundred times purer than the purest gold. Even though it was high up in the sky, everyone could still see it exceptionally clearly.

The soaring Meteor Sky Phoenix released a powerful cry. Then, with a berserk stance, it cut through the Devilmask Doves like a golden scythe.

The Devilmask Doves were dismembered one after another, falling down from above like rain.

If ordinary Devilmask Doves faced a Meteor Sky Phoenix, they might have immediately chosen to flee out of their natural fear towards more powerful fiend beasts.

But for some reason, Purgatory Mountain was able to breed so many of these Devilmask Doves, and they seemed to have forgotten their fear, instead charging frantically at this phoenix.

This was an extremely shocking scene.

This Yunqin phoenix was slaughtering the Devilmask Doves at an astonishing pace, yet there were even more Devilmask Doves that threw themselves at it.

In just a dozen breaths of time or so, there were already many Devilmask Doves sticking to the Meteor Sky Phoenix’ body.

These Devilmask Doves grabbed fiercely onto its golden feathers, their weight making continued flight strenuous for this phoenix.

The chants of Purgatory Mountain’s Divine Adjudicators became louder and louder.

They felt like this battle was going to end in their victory soon. Turtle Edge Mountain was going to be bombarded from above.

The Meteor Sky Phoenix fell towards Turtle Edge Mountain.

The Devilmask Doves didn’t follow it, meaning that the skies still belonged to Purgatory Mountain, an omen of their victory.

But right at this time, innumerable streaks of white light flew out from the very top of Turtle Edge Mountain.

These types of white light were just like fine flying swords. The ordinary people on the ground couldn’t see them clearly at all.

Several dozen streaks of white light landed on a Devilmask Dove’s body.

This Devilmask Dove scattered like a dandelion, several dozen streaks of badly mangled wounds were added to its body.

Devilmask Doves began to fall one after another.

As if they suddenly encountered a plague, hundreds of these Devilmask Doves out of their close to a thousand members dropped in just a few seconds of time. The skies even became clear and bright.

“What the heck is that?!”

This type of scene made many Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicators stop their chants.

“That’s…”

Only when some white objects landed in front of them, did they see that these were dead giant wasps.

…

Zhang Ping sat expressionlessly on his soul weapon throne.

Bird blood and feathers fell on the banners and curtains around him, pattering like raindrops.

His hand moved to his soul weapon throne.

A muffled metal rumbling noise sounded. Many people became horrified.

Under great rumbling sounds, rows of red clad Purgatory Mountain Divine Adjudicators walked out from under the banners and curtains, advancing towards Turtle Edge Mountain.

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