Chapter 44:
Chapter 044: Watch Slowly:
“BOOM!”
A deafening explosion echoed across Thunder Mountain, louder than the rolling thunder.
Although Yue Hongling activated the Mountain-Crashing Seal from her Fearless Divine Seals in time, she was still struck upward by the giant’s full-force attack.
The giant’s body was engulfed in a bloody mist. The terrifying impact shattered his bones, and the immense pressure caused his blood vessels to burst, tearing through his skin and splattering blood everywhere.
But his goal was achieved.
Yue Hongling was forced into the swirling clouds. In the next moment, the mist boiled and twisted as beams of light interwove, triggering the simultaneous activation of three massive formations:
The Heavenly Demon Illusion Array
The Divine Firmament Lightning Array
The Eight Desolations Lockdown Array
“Hahahaha…”
Laughter erupted from all directions, echoing from the mist.
Figures emerged from the fog, their faces alight with joy and greed as they stared at Yue Hongling.
“We actually lured Yue Hongling here, and she came alone! I can’t believe it! Yue Hongling, the unmatched warrior, turned out to be so stupid!”
“Jie jie jie, it’s not stupidity—it’s called being sentimental and righteous in human terms!”
“A top-tier human expert falling for a little pretty face from our demon race? Yue Hongling, am I not better than Feng Wuxie? If only you…”
Before he could finish his lewd words, his body was sent flying by a powerful kick. A deep footprint nearly broke through his torso.
“If you can’t speak properly, then shut up,” the Little Dragon King said coldly.
Yue Hongling’s eyes widened.
The sudden betrayal left her in shock.
How could this be?
How could this happen?
Was this a trap?
Had Feng Wuxie lured her into this ambush?
Why would he do this?
She couldn’t understand. She had made her feelings clear to Feng Wuxie, telling him that if he worked hard to cultivate, they could fight side by side and conquer the world together someday.
For someone like her, such words were practically a confession.
She didn’t believe Feng Wuxie couldn’t understand her meaning.
Then why had he done this? What was his purpose? What was the point?
At that moment, a memory surfaced in her mind—a scene of her arguing with Lu Ye.
“Junior sister, you can’t go. Feng Wuxie’s invitation is definitely a trap. If you go, you’ll be captured by the demon race.”
“How could it be a trap? The demon race doesn’t even know about my feelings for Feng Wuxie!”
“How can you be so sure they don’t? Your strength isn’t great, so why would Feng Wuxie ask you to save him?”
“Precisely because my strength isn’t great! Why would the demon race bother plotting against me?”
“Because their ultimate target is me!”
“Hahaha, senior brother, stop joking. Would the demon race really come up with such a convoluted scheme—using Feng Wuxie to lure me and then using me to lure you? That’s impossible! You’re overthinking this and being too harsh on Feng Wuxie.”
“The other races have been driven to desperation by the human race. They can’t match us head-on and must resort to desperate measures. I’ve already learned that the demon race is closely collaborating with the ghost race, demon tribe, and gods, harboring immense killing intent.”
“Even so, that killing intent wouldn’t be aimed at someone as average as me!”
“You’re unbelievably stubborn!”
“I don’t care. I’m going to save Feng Wuxie!”
“You’re not allowed to go!”
“I will go!”
“You won’t. I said so!”
“Senior brother, you’re just jealous of Feng Wuxie!”
“You’re not going!”
“If you don’t let me go, I… I’ll die right in front of you…”
Yue Hongling sighed softly.
Her expression turned calm. During battle, she refused to let her emotions fluctuate.
Emotional disturbances were the greatest enemy in combat.
But while she strove for composure, her enemies did not share that restraint.
“Yue Hongling, would you like to see Feng Wuxie?” the Little Dragon King asked.
Perhaps out of stubbornness, Yue Hongling nodded.
“Let’s see him.”
Feng Wuxie was brought up, his body bloodied and bruised. His face was swollen, and multiple bones were visibly broken.
The Little Dragon King, growing increasingly irritated earlier, had taken the opportunity to beat Feng Wuxie again.
Yue Hongling looked at Feng Wuxie.
To her surprise, she felt no emotional stirrings—no sadness, hatred, or pain.
“Beaten to this extent?” she asked, still holding onto a sliver of hope.
The Little Dragon King laughed.
“Don’t misunderstand. He wasn’t beaten because we forced him to lure you here. No, he voluntarily offered to lure you into a trap. I despise demons who behave like this, so I gave him this beating,” the Little Dragon King said with a smile.
His words completely extinguished Yue Hongling’s hope.
“It’s all your fault!”
Before she could speak, Feng Wuxie broke into a hysterical roar.
“It’s all your fault! I told you so many times—I begged to follow you, to seek your protection. You’re so strong, so capable of keeping me safe! Why didn’t you agree?!”
“Do you even know what kind of torment I’ve endured here?”
“If you had let me stay by your side, none of this would have happened! You claim to like me, but you didn’t let me follow you or protect me. What kind of love is that?”
“You’re nothing but a despicable woman!”
Yue Hongling… protect him?
She suddenly laughed.
Feng Wuxie wanted her to protect him?
She had lived for countless years, always shielded by her senior brother. Whenever she faced difficulties, she would go to him, and he would solve everything for her.
Now, someone resented her for not protecting them and believed she deserved to die for it?
“Leave Feng Wuxie alive. I’ll handle him myself,” Yue Hongling said coldly.
She assumed a battle stance, her arms and legs moving into position.
“Come at me, all of you!”
“BOOM!”
A bolt of heavenly lightning crashed down. The Divine Firmament Lightning Array unleashed its full might, sending blazing white thunder streaking toward Yue Hongling.
“Wind Seal!”
As the lightning struck, eight powerful figures surrounded her from all directions. Their auras intertwined, forming a karmic connection as they charged at Yue Hongling.
The battle had begun.
…
[Ding ding ding! Host, why didn’t Yue Hongling break down and cry like Chu Ling did when she discovered the truth? Why isn’t she hysterical?]
The system asked, puzzled.
Lu Ye was silent for a moment before answering.
“Because she hasn’t been pushed to the brink of despair yet.”
“Yue Hongling’s emotions are like water. In the past, I was the dam that held them back. When the dam broke, her hatred flooded out. Now, battle is her dam. If that breaks, her regret will flood like a torrent.”
“Just watch… slowly.”