nycdaug Chapter 345 The Great Emperor of Fengdu Returns to His Position, A Vast Dragon Shadow Covers the Sky
Chapter 345 The Great Emperor of Fengdu Returns to His Position, A Vast Dragon Shadow Covers the Sky
"Holy crap, get out of the way!" Baili Pangpang suddenly widened his eyes, and the fat on his face jiggled three times.
He suddenly grabbed An Qingyu by the back of her collar, who was still studying the runes on the palace, almost tearing her glasses off.
The queen ant, who had been fleeing in a sorry state from the paper figures, was now brandishing her sharp pincers and leading hundreds of soldier ants in a fierce attack.
The soldier ants were entirely black, their carapaces gleaming with a metallic sheen, and their compound eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty ferocity.
They make a teeth-grinding "click" sound as they crawl, and their sharp feet scrape sparks as they go.
"This beast repays kindness with enmity!" Cao Yuan rolled to the side to dodge the acid sprayed by the queen ant. The liquid landed on the ground and immediately corroded a deep pit that emitted blue smoke. The Buddhist prayer beads in his hand spun wildly, their golden light flashing on and off.
An Qingyu stumbled as he was pulled, and despite half of his glasses shattering, his eyes remained unusually calm. He quickly pulled a metal ball from his pocket and hurled it at the ant swarm: "Get down!"
"boom!"
Amidst the deafening explosion, a dozen soldier ants were blasted to pieces, their viscous fluids splattering everywhere. Taking advantage of the moment, Shen Qingzhu drew her pistol, the bullet precisely striking the queen ant's compound eye, causing green sap to gush out.
"Run up the stairs!" Shen Qingzhu shouted as she changed her magazine, her voice hoarse from the exertion. "That beast holds a grudge!"
The queen ant emitted a piercing hiss, becoming even more ferocious due to her injury.
Its massive belly contracted violently, spraying out large clumps of white silk. Baili Pangpang couldn't dodge in time, his right leg got stuck, and he immediately fell flat on his face.
"Fatty!" Cao Yuan shouted anxiously, trying to turn around to help, but was surrounded by three ferocious soldier ants.
The soldier ants' pincers gleamed coldly, and corrosive acid dripped continuously from their mouths, scorching the ground into smoldering pits.
Just at this critical moment, a dark figure descended from the sky like lightning!
"boom!"
Zhang Yun, clad in black, wielded his God-Slaying Spear, the tip of which precisely hooked onto Baili Pangpang's loose waistband. With a flick of his wrist, Zhang Yun deftly lifted the spear—
"Oh dear!!"
Baili Pangpang's round body was suddenly lifted into the air, drawing a perfect parabola before crashing face-first into the dirt.
However, this fall allowed him to narrowly avoid the sticky spider web spewed by the queen ant. The web landed on the ground and immediately began to sizzle as it corroded the rocks.
"Ouch..." Baili Pangpang scrambled to his feet, dizzy and seeing stars. He shook his head, then suddenly his eyes widened—there was a stunningly beautiful woman in ancient costume clinging to Lin Qiye's back!
"Wow, Seven Nights!" Baili Pangpang exaggeratedly rubbed his eyes.
"Where did you pick up this pretty girl? Looks like that, aura..." Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Qiye glared at him and made him swallow his words.
Jialan, who was on Lin Qiye's back, had a solemn expression at this moment.
With a gentle lift of her slender fingers, an ancient longbow appeared out of thin air in her hand. The bow was as smooth as jade, with golden patterns wrapped around it, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.
Garan drew her bow and nocked an arrow with fluid, graceful movements. The instant her slender fingers released the bowstring—
"Whoosh!"
A dazzling golden streak of light shot through the air, distorting the very air where the arrow passed. The giant queen ant, hovering high in the sky, had no time to react before the arrow pierced its abdomen!
"hiss--!!"
The queen ant let out a shrill scream as her massive body plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up clouds of dust.
Its six legs twitched in pain, and green blood gushed from the wounds, quickly forming a small puddle.
Baili Pangpang stared in disbelief, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg: "This...this beautiful woman...is too amazing!"
At this moment, the severely injured queen ant suddenly let out a deafening roar, the sound like thousands of sharp blades scraping against glass, piercing everyone's eardrums.
Its massive body began to convulse violently, and countless eerie, blood-red patterns appeared on its carapace.
"Not good!" An Qingyu's pupils contracted sharply, her eyes behind her glasses fixed on the blood-red light flying out of the soldier ants' bodies. "It's performing a bloodline sacrifice!"
The once ferocious soldier ants suddenly froze in place, their carapaces shriveling at a visible rate.
Crimson beams of light were drawn from their bodies, surging towards the queen ant like rivers flowing into the sea. With each beam of blood light absorbed, the queen ant's wounds healed a little more, and the crimson patterns on her carapace became even brighter.
Cao Yuan's prayer beads suddenly trembled violently, emitting a blinding golden light: "Stop it! Once the sacrifice is complete..."
Before he could finish speaking, the queen ant began to swell in size.
Its already enormous body swelled even larger, with jagged bone spikes protruding from its carapace, and terrifying blood-red light shooting from its compound eyes.
The most terrifying thing was that a layer of blood-red mist began to swirl around it, and wherever it passed, even the rocks were corroded and hissed.
"Their strength will become even more terrifying!" Shen Qingzhu finished the sentence, his face extremely grim. The pistol in his hand was empty of bullets and was now emitting blue smoke.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, narrowed his eyes, and the black dragon patterns on the God-Slaying Spear began to move: "Interesting... They're going all out."
Suddenly, Jialan, who was on Lin Qiye's back, straightened up, her slender fingers gripping his shoulders tightly:
"Husband... put me down quickly." Her voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable determination. "Leave this beast to me."
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, shook his head slightly, a cynical smile playing on his lips.
He raised his hand to stop Jialan, who was about to get down, a mischievous glint in his eyes:
"Sister-in-law, you've finally reunited, so just be affectionate with each other~" She winked at Lin Qiye as she spoke, "I'll take care of the queen ant!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yun, dressed in black, suddenly unleashed a suffocating pressure. His black robes fluttered without wind, and tiny lightning snakes seemed to crawl among his hair.
"Boom——"
A deafening thunderclap resounded throughout the underworld, and Zhang Yun, clad in black, instantly transformed his eyes into pure lightning. He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread wide, each finger crackling with lightning of a different color:
Thumb - Golden Heavenly Thunder, containing the majestic power of heaven;
Index finger - Blue wood thunder, where life and destruction coexist;
Middle finger - Black mine, chilling to the bone;
Ring finger - Crimson fire and lightning, scorching and violent;
Little finger - Yellow earth mine, heavy as a mountain.
"Master the Five Thunders!"
With this clear shout, five bolts of lightning shot into the sky, weaving together into a vast, all-encompassing net of thunder. The entire ancient city was illuminated as if it were daytime.
The queen ant seemed to sense a deadly threat and frantically hissed as she tried to flee. But it was too late—
Five-colored lightning, like a celestial river pouring down, struck it precisely.
Golden lightning shattered its carapace first, followed by cyan lightning that invaded its body, black lightning that froze its blood, crimson lightning that burned its internal organs, and finally yellow lightning that pinned it firmly to the ground.
"boom!!!"
Amidst a deafening explosion, the queen ant's massive body shattered into pieces, ultimately turning into a pile of charred ash. The bloodline power it had absorbed had no chance to exert its effects before being completely purified by the lightning.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, casually withdrew his hand, the lightning around him gradually dissipating. He turned to look at the stunned crowd and shrugged.
"Done~"
His tone was as casual as if he had just swatted a mosquito.
At this moment, everyone's gaze focused on the stunningly beautiful woman behind Lin Qiye. The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and even the scattered ashes of paper seemed to linger in mid-air.
Baili's chubby little eyes widened, and his mouth opened so wide it could fit an egg. His fleshy finger trembled as he pointed at Jialan:
"Husband...husband?!" The voice changed.
An Qingyu pushed up her broken glasses, her eyes behind the lenses gleaming with shrewdness.
He keenly noticed that on Jialan's jade hand, which was wrapped around Lin Qiye's neck, was an ancient bronze ring—the pattern of which was exactly the same as some of the runes on the ancient city wall.
Shen Qingzhu raised an eyebrow, a rare hint of amusement appearing on his usually cold and stern face. He crossed his arms, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Lin Qiye's red ears and Jialan's happy smile.
The prayer beads in Cao Yuan's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter." He mechanically bent down to pick them up, but almost tripped over his own foot.
"Seven Nights...who is this...?" His voice was full of disbelief.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, had somehow pulled out a video camera, which he pointed at the two of them and started filming them frantically, while muttering a commentary under his breath:
"Dear viewers, this is a historic moment! Our Comrade Lin Qiye has finally..."
"Shut up!" Lin Qiye was furious and embarrassed, his ears turning bright red. He subconsciously tried to put Jialan down, but the other man held him even tighter.
Jialan pressed her face against Lin Qiye's back, her eyes crinkling with laughter.
She nodded gracefully to everyone.
"Greetings everyone, I am Jialan." Her voice was clear and melodious.
“It’s Qi Ye’s…” She paused deliberately, glancing at Lin Qi Ye’s almost steaming head, and added slyly, “His…fiancée…”
"Wow!" Baili Pangpang exclaimed, his gossip spirit burning brightly. "Qiye, you're amazing! Where did you find such a beautiful wife?"
An Qingyu pondered: "Judging from the style of the clothing... it's at least from two thousand years ago."
Shen Qingzhu rarely spoke up: "No wonder your archery skills were so amazing just now."
Cao Yuan scratched his bald head: "So...we're meeting the parents?"
Lin Qiye wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground, while Zhang Yun in black was laughing so hard he could barely stand up straight, and he could barely hold the camera steady.
Garan watched all this with a smile, his eyes filled with happiness.
Just as everyone was joking around, the entire ancient city suddenly trembled violently!
Below the Heavenly Ladder, Li Deyang had already stepped onto the ninth step.
He stood still, his tactical uniform transformed into a long black robe, its hem fluttering in the ghostly wind.
His face was shrouded in a hazy black mist, except for his eyes, which were exceptionally bright—his left eye was as clear as a normal person's, while his right eye was pure black, as if it could devour all light.
"Hey..."
A long sigh escaped his lips, echoing in the silent underworld. This sigh contained the weight of a thousand years of history, sending a shiver down the spines of all who heard it.
"If this step is taken, there will be no more Li Deyang here, only the Great Emperor of Fengdu!"
His voice was low and hoarse, carrying an indescribable complexity of emotions. Suddenly, the black mist in his left eye dissipated slightly, and his gaze seemed to pierce through the thick underworld, revealing a scene from the mortal realm—
In their simple yet cozy home, the elderly father with white hair is clumsily rolling out dumpling wrappers.
The youngest daughter, Tingting, tiptoed to help, her face covered in flour, but her smile was radiant. A set of untouched chopsticks lay on the table, clearly waiting for someone who hadn't returned...
Li Deyang's left eye instantly welled up with tears, and a single, glistening tear slid down his cheek.
As the teardrop fell, it transformed into a glistening pearl, landing on the steps with a "tinkle," rolling a few times before coming to a stop.