Hell Emperor.

Chapter 582 Nan ​​Linghe - Miracle
Qingdi City.

The power of the resurrected demon god, along with the lingering shockwaves from the battle that shook the land for miles, filled the city with dread. A deafening roar echoed faintly from the horizon, causing the city's children to instinctively cover their ears, afraid to peek in that direction.

Once the immortals who came to greet the demon god were unable to stop him, the Azure Emperor City, located in front of Xiangliu, would be razed to the ground in an instant, and no one would survive.

Hua Xiaomei gazed into the distance, her pale face devoid of color, her eyes filled with deep worry: "Is that the legendary Demon God? He possesses such power..."

Ren Changhong frowned. In order to keep track of the Demon God's movements, she had sent out a small number of people in advance to keep a close eye on every move that happened on the battlefield. However, the news sent back from the front made her expression change drastically.

"Master Luoxing and Heavenly King Duowen both perished at the hands of Xiangliu... With even those two sacrificed, who among the remaining people can stop the Demon God?"

Things are clearly developing in the worst possible direction. The calamity of the demon god's resurgence will inevitably sweep over everyone, and no one will be able to survive.

Unlike the chaotic crowd, Nan Linghe's eyes remained innocent and naive in the distance, as if the noisy world around her had nothing to do with her.

Beside her, the woman with the red veil seemed to sense something, raising her eyes to gaze into the distance. Her eyes, hidden by the red cloth, seemed to pierce through thousands of miles, hearing a call from afar.

Soon, several noisy voices broke the silence. A group of people rushed over, and Hua Xiaomei, grabbing Nan Linghe, said:

"I received a message from Brother Jie. He is fighting against the demon god and needs your help."

Nan Linghe stared wide-eyed, somewhat bewildered: "What...what do I need to do?"

Xie Xinyu also saw the message from the torn page and replied, "He didn't say exactly what to do, but he mentioned that he needs to borrow your luck."

Nan Linghe tilted her head, it was unclear whether she had understood or not.

In the distance, Yao Yin slowly raised her head, a hint of solemnity and melancholy in her eyes: "This moment has finally arrived... I wonder if we can overcome the obstacles and win this time..."

“Xiangliu is still a thousand miles away from here. If we want to get to the battlefield quickly, we will need Hong Gaitou’s assistance.” Ren Changhong gave Hong Gaitou a knowing look, and Hong Gaitou nodded slightly, indicating that she was willing to help.

The woman with the red veil reached into her bosom and took out a piece of red cloth. The red cloth was soft and smooth, without a single impurity. Under Nan Linghe's slightly expectant gaze, the red cloth was placed over her face.

Although she didn't know what kind of enemies she would face ahead, nor how terrifying the so-called Demon God Xiang Liu really was, Nan Linghe knew at least one thing: she would soon be able to reunite with the person she cherished most in her life. She wondered if that person had missed her during this time apart.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and a warm smile appeared on her face. Compared to this, the demon god and the crisis seemed to no longer matter.

As a light red cloth covered her face, Nan Linghe spoke softly, pleading with the woman in the red veil, "Please, take me to see him."

A faint sigh echoed in Nan Linghe's ears. The sigh was fleeting, as if it were just an illusion, leaving her slightly confused. She was about to lift the red veil covering her face and ask the person in the red veil for clarification when, as the veil was lifted, a deafening roar came from afar, along with an evil aura that seemed to want to devour all living beings, causing her to pause slightly. It was as if she had come to a rather dangerous place.

"You came."

The familiar voice coming from afar immediately attracted Nan Linghe's attention. Looking in the direction of the voice, she saw Ye Jie standing there with a smile on his face as if he had been waiting for her for a long time.

Nan Linghe smiled and pursed her lips. Ye Jie was about to speak and express his longing over the past few days when the distant roar of the demon god tearing at his eardrums, along with the agonizing cries of the immortals struggling to hold on, interrupted their conversation.

"We can talk about that later. Right now, the most important thing is to deal with the threat of the demon god!"

Ye Jie made a quick decision: if we continue to delay, who knows how many more immortals will suffer at the hands of the demon god.

From Ye Jie's tone, Nan Linghe could also sense his urgency; the situation had reached a point where there was no time to lose.

Looking into the distance, the immortals had already used all their skills to attract the snake's attention. Some used their powers to apply talismans, increasing their speed to the extreme, using their own bodies as bait to lure the snake's head to a suitable position. Others unfolded their Dharma bodies, transforming into towering giants, enduring the snake's bites and tearing, all to lure it to the right place.

Among the immortals who had used every means at their disposal, Nan Linghe also spotted two familiar figures.

One of them, wielding a divine sword, moved nimbly, dodging and weaving, never giving the snake's head a chance to touch her. Her clothes fluttered as she danced gracefully, leaving horrific marks in the air with every sweep of her sword. The other person made hand seals and summoned divine thunder. Despite facing a demon god who would die upon contact, she felt no tension and remained at ease under the protection of the divine thunder.

Upon seeing the two, a hint of surprise appeared in the depths of Nan Linghe's eyes: "It's Sister Qingge and Sister Fei'e. How come their cultivation levels have reached such a high level after not seeing them for a while?"

Ye Jie smiled and said, "If you want to know, just ask them yourself after this is over. I believe they will be happy to share their experiences with you. But right now, I need your strength."

After a pause, Ye Jie solemnly said, "The other immortals are risking their lives to lure Xiang Liu's nine snake heads into a line. I only have one chance. If I miss this opportunity, not only will the immortals' efforts be in vain, but the demon god will also have no chance to stop them. At that time, all living beings on the entire continent will suffer." At the end, Ye Jie cast a trusting glance at Nan Linghe: "Even with my keen understanding of the battle situation, I am not immune to missing opportunities. No one knows where Xiang Liu's nine heads will move. To seize the opportunity to align the nine heads, one needs not only keen eyesight and judgment, but more importantly, a fleeting bit of luck."

Luck is a mysterious power that no immortal can control.

Ye Jie's luck has always been bad. Normally, it would be enough, but when facing a demon god, if he wanted to find the only possibility of victory, ordinary luck would not be enough. He needed extraordinary luck, the kind that would place him at the pinnacle of humanity.

Few cultivation techniques or supernatural abilities can bring about an improvement in luck. That is a Heavenly Fortune that is different from conventional power and cannot be grasped by ordinary cultivators. However, Ye Jie knew that there was someone who could control luck and even make it his own. That person was Nan Linghe in front of him.

Nan Linghe possesses a rare first-grade talent, blessed with good fortune, making her unmatched in luck. She has repeatedly used this talent to provide extraordinary assistance to Ye Jie. It can be said that without her, Ye Jie would not have been able to reach where he is today. Currently, only her luck can help Ye Jie create miracles!
Even with the combined power of the first-grade divine artifact, the Yin-Yang Divine Mirror, defeating the ancient and unparalleled demon god Xiang Liu would still require a miracle. While the Yin-Yang Divine Mirror could indeed harm Xiang Liu, simultaneously shattering the nine heads strung together in a line was beyond description—it could only be described as a miracle.

Hearing Ye Jie's voice, Nan Linghe nodded vigorously. She didn't know what Xiang Liu's resurrection meant, nor did she know what heavy responsibilities everyone was shouldering, but she knew that this was Ye Jie's request to her, and she didn't want to disappoint the person in front of her no matter what.

Boundless profound light condensed in Ye Jie's palms. The cold, profound light of the Yin Divine Fiend hovered in his left hand, while the vast, fiery light of the Pure Yang Heavenly Gang gathered in his right palm. These two forces represented the ultimate of Yin and Yang power, and when they were harmonized, they could unleash a divine might that reversed Yin and Yang, far more powerful than either of the two forces alone. This was the killing move that Ye Jie had prepared for Xiang Liu.

The power of Yin and Yang is poised to be unleashed, and what Ye Jie is waiting for is a fleeting opportunity for victory, a golden chance to pierce through the nine heads in one blow!

Beside her, Nan Linghe stared wide-eyed. Although Ye Jie had asked her to find an opportunity to strike, she still couldn't make an accurate judgment on when to do so, even with her keen eyesight and knowledge. In the end, even her excellent luck couldn't bring her any improvement in experience and awareness.

On the contrary, in Nan Linghe's eyes, the immortals on the battlefield moved around so fast that her eyes could hardly keep up with their speed. Sometimes she would see an immortal just a moment ago, and the next moment she would not know where the immortal was. Xiang Liu was even more like that. With her eyesight, she could not even know where all nine heads were at the same time. She could only see black shadows running around all over the field. How could she find an opportunity to make a move?
In just a short while, Nan Linghe also felt a little dizzy. If he continued to watch, he might see stars. He scratched his head and asked, "Can I make a move anytime?"

Ye Jie nodded: "Of course."

"Then let's do it now..."

Nan Linghe closed his eyes and pointed. Without hesitation, Ye Jie unleashed his full power. The Yin-Yang impact released from his palm intertwined and merged along the path. The immense power revealed within tore even space apart, and everything along the way was pierced by the divine might of the reversed Yin and Yang!
In the distance, the talisman-sticking immortal, who was running frantically to pull Xiangliu's snake head away, suddenly felt a heat on his back. He thought it was the demonic blood spewed by Xiangliu falling down and was so frightened that he lost his mind. But when he looked closely, the scene in front of him made him overjoyed.

A blazing beam of light pierced the sky, and the snake head that was relentlessly pursuing him was pierced head-on by the beam. Its indestructible scales shattered from the beam, and its snake bones, which were even stronger than black iron, collapsed with a crash. The entire snake head exploded!
This scene delighted the immortal who had used himself as bait. His act of risking his life had finally paid off, turning the snake head he had been chasing into a bloody mess, and the demon's power was gone.

But soon, a deep sense of worry welled up in his heart again. Xiang Liu was revered as a demon god not because of the power of a single snake head, but because he had nine snake heads. Destroying just one snake head would not have any effect. As long as one snake head survived, the rest of the snake heads would be restored to their original state by the demon god's terrifying regenerative power.

Although that attack was incredibly powerful, something most immortals rarely see, the angle of attack seemed a bit off. Could such a single strike really pierce through all nine snake heads?

Soon, the mystery was solved. The beam of light, intertwined with yin and yang, continued its unabated momentum, spreading forward. Along the way, the snake heads, either chasing enemies or unable to dodge, happened to line up in a row. From a distance, the beam of light clearly deviated, but all the snake heads seemed to be deliberately heading towards it, as if they were courting death.

Li Feie, who was trying to escape by drawing the snake's head and riding the lightning, also felt a sense of relief as the snake's head was pierced by the beam of light. Seeing the snake's heads explode one by one, she couldn't help but feel invigorated.

"With just this one strike, at least seven snake heads were pierced through. Even the movement trajectory of the snake heads was calculated from the very beginning. When did Brother Jie acquire such insight? Even the Demon God cannot escape his calculations."

Beside her, Shen Qingge slowly sheathed her sword, discerning more details from it: "No... his ability to pierce through these snake heads in one strike might not be entirely due to his sharp eyesight. Rather, luck is more important. With the Demon God's thunderous power, ordinary methods simply cannot predict the trajectory of the snake heads. As far as I know, only one person possesses such luck."

Li Fei'e's expression brightened, her eyes revealing a hint of anticipation: "So, it must be Sister He who's here! Come to think of it, it's been so long since I've seen her..."

Looking into the distance, Li Feie saw Nan Linghe's obedient figure beside Ye Jie. Memories of the past suddenly surfaced, and Li Feie could no longer suppress her excitement, waving continuously at the familiar figure in the distance.

After piercing through seven snake heads, the bombardment continued unabated, blasting open the eighth snake head and then accurately heading towards the ninth.

Just as everyone was cheering and preparing to welcome victory, the reaction of the ninth snake head was beyond everyone's expectations.

Unlike the other snake heads, the ninth snake head maintained its snake form without any change in appearance, and its pupils were even more alert.

Faced with the beam of light that came with supreme power, it keenly sensed something was wrong and immediately dodged, narrowly missing the beam by a very dangerous distance, thus avoiding this potentially fatal blow.

"Oops……"

Seeing that the bombardment missed, Ye Jie gritted his teeth. Under Nan Linghe's strong luck, the first eight snake heads were successfully killed, but the last snake head was the only one that had a problem and escaped.

Once it escapes, it means that all previous efforts have been in vain. Under Xiang Liu's terrifying regeneration ability, all the snake heads will be fully restored in no time. At that time, it will be difficult to hurt Xiang Liu with the same trick!
Just as Ye Jie was getting anxious, he saw a glimmer of sword light pierce the sky. The Demon-Slaying Heavenly Venerable also realized that the opportunity was not to be missed, so he immediately went all out and used the Seven Star Divine Sword in his hand to cut through the void.

Xiang Liu's last snake head froze in place, a trace of blood appearing and spreading. The huge snake head slid down and finally hit the ground with a loud bang.

(End of this chapter)