Chapter 475 It's good, it's good.



Dongfang Lu and Yi Jiubo, who had come as a backup plan to join forces and prepare to kill the Witch King, sat down.

Sitting there, watching Sheng Lingxiao frantically swinging his hammer in mid-air above the Heavenly Emperor Palace, and watching Xiao Jin and Shi Lang dismember the Witch King like butchers cutting flesh and bones, the two older men sat there dumbfounded.

They wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

I wanted to comment, but the violent and one-sided scenes of torture and killing made me hesitate to speak.

We all agree that things shouldn't be like this.

It's entirely plausible to say that Yun Qinliancheng was completely restrained; his weaknesses were exposed in front of Lao Wu and Sheng Lingxiao.

Bare-handed and with his cultivation technique broken, it's perfectly normal for Sheng Lingxiao, who possesses the body of the Witch Ancestor and wields the sacred artifact of the Witch Clan, to be utterly defeated.

But the Witch King was abnormal, extremely abnormal.

The strongest talent of witchcraft is to bewitch the mind and disturb the soul. When fighting against it, illusions multiply and inner demons erupt, and the strength is infinitely weakened.

Besides bewitching the mind and soul, witchcraft practitioners possess incredibly strong physical bodies with extremely high defense and the ability to regenerate infinitely.

It took a tremendous amount of effort to break through its defenses and sever its limbs, but the limbs would regenerate in the blink of an eye. This is why Dongfang Lu said it was difficult to kill.

This is also the main reason why this witch king was able to escape from the battlefield back then and hide in Yunqin for so many years.

But now, this powerful Witchcraft King, who even Emperors struggled with, has become rotten meat on a chopping board, being utterly abused by the two little ones.

Its defenses were like tofu in front of Xiao Jin's true dragon body. Its limbs regenerated, but as soon as the flesh sprouted, it was gouged out by the wolf.

It's "gou" (刜), not "qie" (切).

The Witch King looked like a peeled dragon fruit, his body covered with large holes gouged out by the wolf, bleeding profusely, his aura and body rapidly shrinking.

Dongfang Lu's throat bobbed.

"No wonder the Heavenly Dao wiped out the True Dragon Clan back then. It turns out that the defense of this witchcraft is just paper in front of the True Dragon. That kid called Wolf Eater should be a primitive race from the Realm Battlefield, who specializes in countering the regenerative ability of witchcraft. And this primitive race from the Realm Battlefield was also wiped out by the Heavenly Dao many years ago."

After saying that, he turned to look at Uncle Yi Jiu, who was tugging hard at his beard.

"Another variable that your father didn't anticipate."

After a dozen or so breaths, Uncle Jiu loosened his tangled beard and sighed softly.

"Everything in the world has its counterpart. The reason we struggled so much against witchcraft back then was because we simply couldn't find anything to counter it. But now, there are too many people like that under Qi'er's command."

"That's the local saying from Daqi: 'Brine sets tofu, one thing subdues another.'"

After speaking, he looked at the witch king who was struggling and fighting back frantically.

"Although they suppressed this filthy thing to the point of no return, it's still too difficult to completely eradicate it. As long as this thing has even a trace of flesh left..."

Before he could finish speaking, a horribly grating bird cry rang out, and the phoenix, leaving a trail of afterimages, arrived in front of the Witch King, opening its beak and swallowing him whole.

He then let out a burp, lowered his head, and obediently approached Xiao Jin, pretending to be a good boy.

Uncle Jiu's mouth was still open before he could finish speaking. He was about to get up and kill the Witch King, but he froze in place after only half of his action.

After a long while, he sat down again, his face showing a complicated expression as he murmured something.

"Another variable has emerged."

Dongfang Lu clicked his tongue, then shrugged.

"How could I forget about this thing? This damn thing was called the Death Bird in ancient times. Damn it, even if the Witch King was swallowed by it, he would only turn into a pile of bird droppings. Sigh."

Dongfang Lu didn't want to get up, nor did he have any interest in chatting with Uncle Jiu. He needed to process his thoughts.

Let's process what happened today—a scene that is both bizarre and utterly logical.

Uncle Jiu thought the same thing, except that he was thinking, if he had known that it would be so easy to kill the Witch King of the Heavenly Emperor Palace and Yun Qin Liancheng, then the Ye Clan's long-standing act of usurping power in Yun Qin would have been a mistake.

Is it redundant?

If the Ye clan hadn't appeared in Yunqin all these years, but instead had stayed around Ye Boqi, wouldn't things have progressed much more simply and effectively?

There is no answer, because there are no "what ifs".

Just after the Witch King was swallowed whole by the phoenix, Sheng Lingxiao also emerged from the formation in mid-air, carrying a giant hammer.

With a thud, Yun Qinliancheng, now a pile of minced meat, was thrown in front of the phoenix.

But looking at the pile of flesh, the phoenix arrogantly turned its head to the side.

It's an ancient, ferocious beast, the Phoenix, known as the Bird of Death. How could it possibly devour a pile of minced meat? That would be an insult to the Phoenix...

Snap!

"Eating it will be good for you."

After being slapped by Xiao Jin and swaying for a moment, the phoenix swallowed the mud-like Yun Qinliancheng whole, and a look of enjoyment appeared in its eyes.

"I seem to remember reading in the ancient texts that the phoenix is ​​not afraid of a true dragon, but now..."

Dongfang Lu didn't know how to answer what Yi Jiubo said. Ancient texts have shown that the phoenix is ​​not afraid of the true dragon, but also feeds on the ancient true birds that hunt the Vermilion Bird. There are also records of it fighting and defeating the true dragon.

But what we're seeing now is either an error in the ancient records, or...

"Those who can appear by the Crown Prince's side cannot be judged by common sense."

Qi Shanlin, the Grand Marshal of the Great Qi Army who appeared behind the two, gave a perfect summary of the topic.

"Guide!"

Xiao Jin ascended into the air and pointed towards the direction of the Yunqin Kingdom's Sea of ​​Fortune. A pink pig grunted but deftly nudged the Sea of ​​Fortune with its snout, instantly breaking the formation that sealed the Sea of ​​Fortune.

Immediately, Xiao Jin transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long golden dragon and leaped into the Sea of ​​National Fortune.

He was born from the golden dragon of national destiny, and his understanding of national destiny even surpassed that of Huang Boqi.

Just as the Little Golden Dragon Body leaped into the Sea of ​​National Fortune, a loud bang was heard, and the Ancestral Witch Dharma Image hidden in the Sea of ​​National Fortune was thrown out like tattered rags.

"From now on, no garbage will be placed within the territory designated as a national treasure. Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

Dongfang Lu scratched his old face, turned to look at Uncle Jiu, whose expression was equally interesting, and said.

"Hmm, as expected of the true dragon trained by Qi'er, he's quite domineering. The Dharma Image of the Witch Clan is trash in his eyes."

Uncle Jiu nodded numbly.

"That's how it should be. Without rules, nothing can be accomplished. That's good, that's good."

With the great battle in the direction of the Heavenly Emperor Palace ending in a one-sided massacre, the advance of the Daqi army into Yunqin proceeded with unparalleled ease.

They're all on our side; we're more than happy to welcome them. How could we possibly resist?

The entire Yunqin tribe became guides, leading the Daqi army to successfully enter the Yunqin Heavenly Dynasty territory.

Everyone knows one thing: from this moment on, the Yunqin Heavenly Dynasty, which has suppressed the imperial land for ten thousand years, is a thing of the past.

The Great Qi Dynasty officially appeared before everyone.

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