I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 811 - 303: Daoist Venerable vs. Demon Lord vs. Empress! Three Saints Free-for-All!

Chen Mo lifted his leg and walked inside, standing on the other side of the Light Gate, beckoning Zhu Wujiang over with a finger.

"Come on over!"

"Interesting."

Zhu Wujiang chuckled lightly and leapt into the Light Gate.

The light gradually dissipated, and everything around returned to normal. The figures of the two disappeared, leaving the dense forest in tranquility once again.

"Hah—"

In no time, Ji Lianxing, who had completely lost her breath, suddenly opened her eyes, gasping for air as her chest heaved dramatically.

Her trembling fingers lightly touched her forehead, her skin smooth and even. The wound that pierced through her skull had vanished.

Yet the feeling of being on the brink of death was too real, keeping her unsettled for a long time.

Once she calmed down, she reached for her waist, retrieving a wooden human-shaped talisman from her belt, its head shattered to bits.

Earlier, Chen Mo had suddenly embraced her, secretly slipping this into her belt, which had blocked the fatal blow. Otherwise, she would likely be a corpse by now!

"That guy..."

"Does he have to make me owe him?"

Ji Lianxing tightly clutched the small wooden figure, her heart a tangled mess.

However, judging from the Demon Lord’s attitude, he probably wouldn’t harm Chen Mo, and there were tasks that Chen Mo had entrusted to her to complete. This was not the time for wild thoughts...

She forcefully rallied her spirits, swallowed a Spirit Pill, and then soared into the sky, not noticing that amidst the crushed lump of flesh, a pitch-black tar-like substance was spreading out, continuously binding and piecing together the fragments of flesh and bone...

The peculiar object "Undying Shedding" is the leftover shell of an ancient creature.

The Undying Shedding itself possesses no consciousness, but if one hides a wisp of their Divine Soul within it, they can shed their bones and be reborn, weaving a new body from scratch.

However, the process of reconstruction must not be interrupted, or it would lead to the annihilation of the Divine Soul.

Back then, after Duan Zhongmou was subdued and killed by the Princess, he was "resurrected" using this method.

"The Young Master... dead?"

"Chen Mo... Ji Lianxing..."

"Just you wait, I will surely make you— hmm?"

At this moment, an unease suddenly swept over Duan Zhongmou’s heart.

He picked up a broken eyeball with his tentacle, kneaded it, and looked up.

Only to see a black cat that had appeared before him at some point, examining the black substance with its heterochromatic eyes, unable to suppress the gulping of its saliva.

Though it was unclear what this thing was, it had an intense allure for the cat...

It looked quite delicious...

"Awooo~"

"W-wait, dead cat, stop that!"

"No—"

...

...

Tianlan Mountain.

Amidst the misty Immortal Mountain, two figures hovered in mid-air.

Zhu Wujiang glanced around, nodding approvingly: "The scenery here is indeed nice."

From the start, she had been observing Chen Mo.

To her, obtaining Dragon Qi was certainly the priority, but this "vessel" was equally important, as it, to some extent, would determine which path she should choose next.

"Even when faced with an opponent with such a large gap, he didn’t give up resisting, which shows exceptional resilience."

"Moreover, at the brink of life and death, he chose to lure the enemy away, wanting to give the chance of survival to a friend, displaying commendable character."

Zhu Wujiang looked approving, yet slightly puzzled, "But what I can’t understand is, what do you plan to do by bringing me here..."

Just as she finished speaking, something seemed to dawn on her, and her expression suddenly changed.

"The Northern Territory is under attack!"

"It’s her?!"

In the brief moment of Zhu Wujiang’s distraction, a burst of dazzling brilliance flashed by, slicing her body in half!

A figure in white appeared out of nowhere, her pure Daoist robe unstained by dust, her incredibly beautiful face devoid of any expression, as if eternal ice, holding a golden long sword upside down, with snow-white peach blossoms fluttering at the edge of the sword.

"You are..."

Zhu Wujiang gazed at the woman, her brow tightly furrowed.

Ji Hongxiu disregarded her and turned her head to Chen Mo, saying: "Move away, as far away as you can."

"Alright."

Chen Mo complied and retreated afar.

This level of battle was already beyond what he could be involved in and would only distract the Daoist Venerable.

Only when his figure disappeared did Ji Hongxiu retract her gaze, looking at the woman severed in half before her, she asked: "What is the relationship between Zhu Jiuyou and you?"

Upon hearing this name, Zhu Wujiang’s pupils suddenly trembled.

"If you don’t wish to speak, that’s fine. You’re doomed anyway."

"Yu Youhan should have already taken action by now, right?"

A phantom peach tree emerged behind Ji Hongxiu, its sprawling roots piercing the void, continuously pulsing, as if absorbing something, and the already transcendent aura around her grew stronger.

As if ascending to godhood!

Meanwhile, Zhu Wujiang’s severed body instantly regenerated, becoming two identical entities.

"Avatar beyond oneself?"

"Is this what you rely on?"

Ji Hongxiu’s voice was ethereal and enigmatic, "All laws are void, cause and effect are not. As long as there is a connection between you and the original, I can follow the river of cause and effect and annihilate you both together!"

Raising her hand, she swung the sword.

Boom—

The void shattered like a mirror!

In the midst of chaos, stars flickered uncertainly, as if the entire galaxy were boiling!

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Northern Territory.

All of the Demon Clan’s members were stricken with terror, prostrating on the ground, their bodies trembling like chaff.

The purple figure above emitted a terrifying pressure that compelled all demons to bow, not daring to even lift their gaze!

An entire eight hundred miles of mountain range vanished into thin air!

Countless members of the Demon Clan were wiped out entirely with it!

When the demons of Red Blood Peak came to their senses, the teal tide had already reached them, and the defensive formation personally set up by their lord only lasted for a mere five beats before shattering!

"Finally willing to show your face, I’m tired of all this killing."

Yu Youhan gazed at the towering woman before her, a wry smile forming on her rosy lips, "I told you, you will pay for your actions."

"Isn’t this enough?"

Zhu Wujiang’s gaze was filled with sorrow, "What I am doing is not just for the Demon Clan, but for the people’s future..."

"The life and death of the people, what does it matter to me?"

"I only want you dead."

Yu Youhan’s tone was indifferent, laced with a bone-chilling murderous intent.

Zhu Wujiang’s expression turned cold, and simultaneously, several more figures rose into the air, each looking identical to her, but each with a different expression.

Sorrow, anger, ferocity, confusion...

They all spoke simultaneously, their different voices blending into something quite eerie:

"Do you truly think you can kill me?"