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Chapter 212 Fierce Battle
Before Lion Camel Ridge, a chilling atmosphere soared to the heavens.

With the arrival of the Western Sea aquatic army, Chen Guangrui's side gained a sudden surge in momentum.

The True Martial Emperor, his black robes fluttering, stood solemnly to his left and right, flanked by the Turtle and Snake Generals. Five great dragons coiled among the clouds, their dragon might awe-inspiring. Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, stood atop a wave, the vast blue waters supporting aquatic soldiers, their swords and spears like a forest, their cold light reflecting the sun.

Nezha, riding on his Wind-Fire Wheels and pointing his Fire-Tipped Spear diagonally, was filled with fighting spirit. The Yellow Wind Monster gripped his three-pronged steel fork tightly, his burly body as solid as a rock. Although Red Boy had been intimidated by the Roc's imposing aura and hid behind Chen Guangrui, a stubborn flame of determination ignited on his little face as he stared intently at his opponent.

On the Lion Camel Ridge side, tens of thousands of demon soldiers roared like a tidal wave, and the demon clouds were bleak.

The Azure Lion Demon, wielding its Xuanhua Battle Axe, gazed at the newly added reinforcements, especially the True Martial Emperor and the West Sea Dragon King. Its eyes burned with even fiercer glints, yet a hint of apprehension lingered within them. The White Elephant Demon's long trunk twitched, its massive eyes filled with savagery. Only the Golden-Winged Roc remained composed, a faint smile playing on its lips, its depths unfathomable.

"Ao Run, you old mudfish, you dare to wade into these troubled waters? Aren't you afraid of tearing down your West Sea Dragon Palace!"

The Green Lion Demon roared first, its voice shaking the surrounding area, attempting to overwhelm its opponent with its imposing presence.

The Dragon King of the West Sea, Ao Run, bristled with anger, his dragon roar echoing through the heavens.

"You vile beasts! You have entrenched yourselves in Lion Camel, poisoning and killing countless lives, your sins are beyond measure. Today, we will surely raze your demonic lair to the ground!"

He brandished his sword, and the aquatic army behind him roared in unison, the sound waves like a tsunami, drowning out the howls of the demon soldiers.

"That sounds nice, but you're nothing but a fence-sitter." The Golden-Winged Roc finally spoke, its voice clear yet carrying a chilling edge. Its gaze passed over the Dragon King and landed on Chen Guangrui.

"Chen Guangrui, is this the reinforcement you brought? A rabble."

Chen Guangrui ignored Da Peng's sarcasm, his expression remaining calm. He knew that words were futile at this moment; only a battle would suffice.

"The extermination of the demonic forces hinges on this!" The voice of the True Martial Emperor was like the clang of metal, utterly majestic. He pointed the True Martial Black Banner forward, "All warriors, follow me to vanquish the demons!"

"kill!"

Under the command of Emperor Zhenwu, the Turtle and Snake Generals charged forward first. The Turtle General was as steady as a mountain; with each swing of his great hammer, demon soldiers were smashed and crushed like weeds. The Snake General was as agile as lightning; wherever his sword passed, it brought up clouds of blood, and demon generals' heads rolled off. The five divine dragons let out a deafening roar, and the power of the five elements erupted forth: sharp golden blades, entwining wooden vines, towering waves, blazing flames, and crumbling earth and rocks, instantly tearing five huge gaps in the massive demon army formation.

"Aquatic warriors, follow me into battle!" Dragon King Ao Run roared, riding the waves and personally leading his aquatic army like a flood bursting its banks, crashing into the demon army's ranks. Shrimp soldiers and crab generals formed battle formations, their halberds like a forest, their blades flashing like snow, clashing fiercely with the ferocious demon soldiers. In an instant, the sounds of clashing weapons, booming spells, screams, and roars intertwined, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and demonic energy clashed violently with water vapor and the power of the five elements.

The True Martial Emperor did not directly participate in the melee. He hovered in mid-air, his black robe billowing, exuding supreme divine power to suppress evil spirits. His gaze was like torches, firmly locked onto the three demons below, forming an invisible deterrent.

"Nezha!" the Yellow Wind Monster roared, his voice booming like a bell, filled with a sense of pride, "Let's go and meet that green-haired lion!"

"Just what I wanted!" Nezha could no longer contain himself. His Wind-Fire Wheels blazed with intense flames, transforming into a streak of fire that hurtled straight at the Green Lion Demon. "Demon, prepare to die!"

Seeing Nezha charging towards him, the Green Lion Demon grinned maliciously and brought down his massive Xuanhua axe with a whooshing sound as it cleaved through mountains and split rocks. "Little brat, I didn't tear you apart yesterday, but today I'll show you the power of your Green Lion Grandpa."

"Clang!" The fire-tipped spear and the Xuanhua battle axe collided violently, exploding with dazzling sparks and a loud bang.

Nezha moved with agility, his spear like a swimming dragon, aiming precisely at the vital joints of the Green Lion. The Green Lion possessed boundless energy, his axe heavy and powerful, each strike stirring up a violent demonic wind. The two clashed fiercely, their energy overflowing, and the surrounding lesser demons caught in the aftershocks were either killed or injured.

Seeing Nezha entangle the Green Lion, the Yellow Wind Demon raised his thick eyebrows and pointed his steel fork at the White Elephant Demon, "That long-nosed one, dare to exchange a few blows with your grandfather?"

The white elephant spirit flicked its trunk and let out a deep, guttural roar, "Yellow-haired monster, you're asking for death!"

The long nose, like a giant python's steel whip, lashed towards the Yellow Wind Monster with a piercing sonic boom, while the long spear in his hand, like a venomous snake's tongue, stabbed towards the Yellow Wind Monster's chest.

Yellow Wind Monster neither dodged nor evaded, but shouted, "Well done!" The three steel forks burst forth with a dazzling yellow light, accurately stabbing at the tip of the elephant trunk that was being pulled out, while at the same time dodging the spear thrusting straight at him.

"Clang!" The steel fork and the elephant trunk clashed, producing a sound like metal striking stone, and they were evenly matched.

The Yellow Wind Monster possessed astonishing arm strength, while the White Elephant Demon's trunk was exceptionally strong, harder than refined steel. The moment they clashed, they knew each other were formidable opponents, and their battle became fiercely contested.

Seeing that both powerful demon kings were entangled, Red Boy grew bolder. He spotted a dense cluster of demon soldiers, slapped his nose, puffed out his cheeks, and "poof!" spat out a torrent of Samadhi True Fire, shouting, "Burn you stinking monsters to death!"

The flames transformed into a gigantic fire dragon, roaring as it charged into the demon horde, instantly causing a scene of wailing and howling, with the smell of burning filling the air.

The Golden-Winged Roc had been observing coldly. He didn't rush to attack, his eyes scanning the chaotic battlefield as if searching for the best prey. His gaze finally settled on Chen Guangrui, who was heavily protected behind the lines and calmly directing the overall situation. A flash of cold killing intent flickered in his golden eyes.

On the battlefield, with the powerful assault of the aquatic army and Zhenwu's subordinates, especially the rampage of the Five Elements Divine Dragon and the Turtle-Snake Generals, the Lion Camel Ridge's demon soldiers, though numerous, began to show signs of chaos and decline. The demon soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the battle line was gradually compressed backward.

The battle formation of the Western Sea Aquatic Tribes was resilient. Although Emperor Zhenwu did not directly take action, his aura enveloped the entire area, greatly suppressing the ferocity of the demon soldiers. This also cast a shadow over the hearts of the Green Lion and the White Elephant, making them feel restrained.

The Green Lion Demon fought Nezha for a long time without success, and was further agitated by the disadvantageous situation. He became increasingly anxious, roaring repeatedly and his axe attacks became even more ferocious, but he also revealed some weaknesses.

The white elephant demon clashed head-on with the yellow wind monster, feeling that the opponent's strength was astonishing. The demonic wind on the steel fork made him quite wary, and the long trunk that struck the steel fork even caused a faint pain. He was filled with shock and anger.

The Golden-Winged Roc finally moved. Just as the Green Lion Demon missed its target with its axe and was forced to retreat slightly by Nezha's spear, the Roc's figure vanished from its spot as if by teleportation. In the next instant, a fierce and unparalleled golden claw wind tore through the chaotic battlefield and spiritual energy, accompanied by a piercing shriek, aiming straight for Chen Guangrui's back. Its speed was so fast that most people couldn't even react.

His charge was as fast as lightning, directly disrupting the formation of the allied forces, who were riding high on their momentum. Taking advantage of the situation, the demon soldiers of Lion Camel Ridge rushed forward and actually suppressed the allied forces.

"Dad, be careful!" Tang Sheng, who had been keeping a close eye on Da Peng's movements, cried out in alarm, his voice trembling.

Chen Guangrui had been keeping a close eye on the most dangerous of the three kings. The moment the Golden-Winged Roc disappeared, a warning signal arose in his mind. He turned around abruptly, the Golden Rope in his sleeve ready to be unleashed. However, the Roc's speed was simply too fast!

The deadly claw was about to strike!
"Don't hurt Brother Chen!" A thunderous shout rang out. In the midst of his battle with the White Elephant Demon, the Yellow Wind Monster actually endured a sweeping blow from the White Elephant Demon's trunk, forcefully twisting his massive body towards Chen Guangrui, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and blew fiercely!
"call!"

A hazy, golden wind, carrying a soul-stirring and bone-corroding aura, swept out and precisely met the golden claw wind!

Chi la la!
The Samadhi Divine Wind and the Golden-Winged Roc's claw wind collided and clashed violently, producing a teeth-grinding sound. The claw wind was blocked and weakened by the divine wind, but its remaining power still penetrated the wind wall and slammed into the steel fork that the Yellow Wind Monster had just managed to block in front of Chen Guangrui!
With a loud clang, the Yellow Wind Monster groaned, nearly dropping his steel fork. His burly body was jolted back several steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. The White Elephant Demon seized the opportunity, its long trunk sweeping heavily across his back, causing him to stumble.

"Old Huang!" Chen Guangrui's heart tightened.

"Uncle Huang Feng!" Red Boy also saw this scene, his little face full of anxiety and anger.

The Golden-Winged Roc's attack failed, and a hint of surprise and anger flashed in its eyes. It glanced coldly at the Yellow Wind Monster and Chen Guangrui, whose mouths were stained with blood, before its figure blurred again, as if it had merged into the wind, leaving no trace of where its next attack would come from.

Chen Guangrui stared at the Golden-Winged Roc, his eyes filled with wariness. He wanted to use his treasures, but the Golden-Winged Roc was simply too fast. He had barely taken out his magic weapons when the Roc was already upon him. Judging from the events of the past two days, the Golden-Winged Roc definitely knew the secrets of these magic weapons. If he were to steal them, they might be useful on the battlefield right now. He couldn't afford to make a losing deal.

Meanwhile, Chen Guangrui remained vigilant against the Golden-Winged Roc, and he wasn't idle either.

"Big brother, second brother! What are you waiting for!" The Golden-Winged Roc's clear, cold voice, carrying an undeniable command, resounded across the battlefield, "Bring out the bottle!"

Upon hearing this, the Green Lion Spirit and the White Elephant Spirit's spirits lifted. They exchanged a glance, both seeing a fierce resentment mixed with helplessness in each other's eyes. Facing the combined forces of the Heavenly Court and the Dragon Palace, especially the True Martial Emperor who hadn't yet gone all out, as well as formidable opponents like Nezha and the Yellow Wind Monster, they knew that relying solely on themselves and their demon soldiers, they would likely find it difficult to win today.

"Men, lift the bottle!" the Green Lion Spirit roared, the sound wave pushing aside the soldiers from both sides who were fighting around him.

The white elephant spirit twitched its trunk, issuing a command. From the depths of the Lion Camel Cave, black mist surged, and thirty-six bare-chested lesser demons, their teeth clenched and veins bulging, emerged heavily, stepping out in a Heavenly Gang formation. On their shoulders carried a dark black stone platform, upon which a Yin-Yang dual-energy bottle slowly rotated. The black and white energy streams on the bottle intertwined like living things, instantly withering vegetation and freezing the air in their wake. The Yin-Yang dual-energy bottle!
An invisible chill, chilling to the very soul, instantly swept through the hearts of everyone in the Heavenly Court and the aquatic alliance. The True Martial Emperor's gaze suddenly became incredibly solemn, fixed intently on the slowly solidifying bottle. Chen Guangrui's eyes also narrowed sharply.

The True Martial Emperor abruptly raised his hand to stop the divine dragon's attack, his black robes fluttering even without wind. "Be careful!"

Chen Guangrui's golden rope was poised to strike, but the yin and yang energies at the bottle's mouth suddenly turned into a vortex. Before the dozen or so aquatic soldiers closest to him could even cry out, they were torn into streams of light and sucked into the bottle!

"Withdraw!" roared Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, causing the waves to surge backward.

The Yin-Yang Qi Bottle on the dark stone platform slowly rotated, the black and white vortexes intertwining like living things, emitting a chilling aura and a powerful suction. The sight of those dozen or so aquatic soldiers being sucked into the bottle as streams of light before they could even scream brought the entire battlefield to a standstill.

The combined forces of Heaven and the aquatic tribes were stunned. Most of their soldiers had never seen such a bizarre and terrifying magical artifact before. Their momentum was abruptly halted, their eyes filled with astonishment and fear. The tremor that came from the depths of their souls was even greater than when they faced 100,000 demon soldiers.

"Be careful not to get your hands on the white vapor escaping from the bottle opening!" Chen Guangrui's voice pierced the brief silence, clear and calm, carrying an undeniable warning.

Before he could finish speaking, the Golden-Winged Roc's icy gaze shot towards him like a poisoned arrow. Chen Guangrui not only recognized the bottle but also knew the danger within. The Roc's eyes flashed with murderous intent, its figure blurred again, leaving only a faint golden trail in its wake. Its speed surpassed the limits of what the naked eye could perceive, and it rushed straight towards Chen Guangrui.

This time, his goal was crystal clear: to strike decisively and eliminate this thorn in his side completely!
"You wicked creature! Cease your rampage!"

A deep shout, like a muffled thunderclap, rang out. The True Martial Emperor, who had been hovering in mid-air, suppressing the demonic atmosphere with his divine might, finally moved.

His black robe billowed as he took a step forward, seemingly shrinking the distance between them, arriving before Chen Guangrui and Dapeng. His Zhenwu Sword remained sheathed, its sheath alone carrying an overwhelming and unstoppable divine power, precisely meeting Dapeng's golden claws that were tearing through space.

"clang!"

A deafening roar erupted, and blinding golden and black light burst forth from the point where the claws and sheaths clashed. The violent shockwave, like a tangible shockwave, scattered in all directions, instantly sending a dozen or so demon soldiers and several aquatic creatures who were relatively close by flying, their tendons and bones broken.

Dapeng swayed slightly, and a hint of solemnity finally appeared on his face. The illusory image of the Xuan Turtle beneath Zhenwu Emperor's feet flashed, remaining as steady as Mount Tai.

"Zhenwu, how dare you stop me?" Dapeng's cold voice carried a hint of anger at being offended.

"By the decree of the Great Heavenly Venerable, the demonic aura of Lion Camel Ridge shall be eradicated. You fiend, you shall be the first to be targeted!"

The True Martial Emperor's tone was authoritative and left no room for argument. Before he finished speaking, the sword sheath moved again, seemingly slowly, but it blocked all of the Great Roc's attack angles. The heavy force was like a mountain collapsing, forcing the Great Roc to temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

The two instantly engaged in battle, their golden light clashing fiercely with the dark divine light. Each clash caused wind and thunder to surge and space to tremble, making it impossible for ordinary soldiers to get close.

At the same time, the Green Lion Spirit and the White Elephant Spirit saw that the Roc was entangled by the True Martial Emperor, but they had already revealed their trump card!

"Hahaha! Do you see this? This is the treasure of my Lion Camel Ridge!" the Green Lion Demon roared, its fangs spitting out a foul stench. "Men, kill it! Get the strong bows and crossbows ready!"

"Bring it up!" The white elephant spirit pointed its long trunk toward the cave behind it and gave the order.

Deep within the Lion Camel Cave, the heavy creaking of machinery echoed. Dozens of massive, rugged, and menacing siege crossbows were pushed out with great effort by the lesser demons. Each crossbow cart was loaded with a giant arrow over ten feet long, its arrowhead wrapped in a cloth soaked in oil and burning with intense flames.

Hundreds and thousands of demon soldiers, armed with hard bows, surged up the high slope, their arrows also ignited, creating sparks.

"Release them!" the white elephant spirit commanded.

"Buzz, whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The blazing crossbows, with a piercing whistling sound, rained down on the combined forces of the Heavenly Court and the Dragon Palace like a meteor shower. Following closely behind, a dense barrage of rockets swept through like locusts, blotting out the sun and igniting the dead trees and corpses along their path, turning the already dark sky a blood-red hue.

"Raise your shields! Avoid the fire!" Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, shouted urgently, commanding his aquatic soldiers to gather in formation and create a massive water curtain to defend themselves. Water can extinguish fire, but the penetrating power of the crossbow bolts combined with the density of the fire arrows still put immense pressure on the aquatic defenses, and screams of agony rang out continuously.

"Burn, burn you all to death!" Seeing the sky full of rockets, Red Boy was not afraid at all; instead, his little face revealed an excited and fierce glint. He mustered all his strength and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of Samadhi True Fire towards the direction where the rockets were densest.

A crimson fire dragon roared out, instantly engulfing a swarm of rockets, burning even the shafts to ashes. However, there were simply too many rockets, scattered in various places, and he alone could not cover them all.

"My goodness!" Yellow Wind Monster had just parried a spear thrust from White Elephant Demon when he saw a giant flaming crossbow whistling as it shot towards a gathering of aquatic creatures. He cursed angrily, ignoring his breath, and hurled his three-pronged steel fork.

The steel fork transformed into a streak of yellow light, striking the giant crossbow shaft with pinpoint accuracy. With a deafening roar, the giant crossbow exploded in mid-air, shattering into a rain of fire.

However, the shockwave from the explosion also caused Yellow Wind Monster's blood and qi to surge, aggravating the injuries he had sustained while enduring the Great Roc Claw Wind, and he couldn't help but cough up another mouthful of blood.

"Uncle Huang Feng!" Tang Sheng, like a slippery little mudfish, dodged left and right at the edge of the chaotic battlefield. Seeing that Huang Feng was injured, he shouted anxiously.

His eyes darted around, and suddenly he grabbed a burning pine resin torch lying on the ground and threw it precisely at a spot where siege crossbow bolts were piled up. The lesser demons scrambled to extinguish it, temporarily delaying the next volley of bolts.

However, the existence of the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottles is like a sword of death hanging over the heads of the aquatic soldiers.

The Green Lion Spirit and the White Elephant Spirit focused their attention on controlling the stone platform. The bottle wasn't constantly sucking people in, but the wisps of white vapor continuously emanating from its mouth seemed to possess a life of their own, quietly spreading across the battlefield.

Whether they were generals or soldiers, as soon as they saw the black and white vortex from afar, they would instinctively feel fear, become hesitant and afraid to charge with all their might, lest they be locked onto by the terrifying white mist at any moment.

The breach and advantage gained by relying on Zhenwu's subordinates and the aquatic army were quickly lost under the terrifying threat of this magical weapon and the sudden long-range fire attack.

The demon soldiers of Lion Camel Ridge, their morale greatly boosted, launched another counterattack like a tidal wave amidst the roars of the green lion and white elephant. Braving the attacks of the Five Elements Divine Dragons, they fearlessly charged the allied forces' lines, causing the battlefield situation to deteriorate rapidly. The Heavenly Court and Dragon Palace allied forces were plunged into a bitter struggle, forced to retreat step by step.

Nezha was tightly entangled by the Green Lion Demon. Sparks flew with every collision between the Fire-Tipped Spear and the Xuanhua Axe, making it difficult for him to break free and provide assistance.

The Turtle and Snake Generals and the Five Divine Dragons were also held back by the continuous stream of demon soldiers and ranged fire arrows, making it difficult for them to effectively support the main battlefield.

Chen Guangrui gripped the Golden Rope tightly, his gaze sweeping solemnly over the chaotic battlefield, the raging rockets, the pervasive demonic clouds, the chilling Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle, and the Golden-Winged Roc that was locked in fierce combat with the True Martial Emperor.

The pressure came like a landslide and a tsunami.

At this critical juncture when the battle was at a stalemate and the Allied forces were showing signs of weakness,
"Wow!"

A fierce bird cry, piercing through gold and splitting rocks, seemingly capable of tearing apart the deepest hell, suddenly erupted from the highest heavens!

This sound contained unparalleled ferocity, instantly overwhelming all the shouts of battle, the clash of weapons, and the burning of flames on the battlefield, even drowning out the roar of Zhenwu and Dapeng's fierce battle!

Both sides in the battle, whether the frenzied demon soldiers charging forward or the celestial soldiers and aquatic creatures holding their ground with gritted teeth, involuntarily stiffened, their hearts gripped by an indescribable sense of dread. Countless gazes, filled with astonishment and uncertainty, turned to look in the direction of the sound.

Above the clouds, a golden point of light suddenly expanded at an unimaginable speed! Carrying the power to incinerate the entire world, like a falling golden sun, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder tearing the sky, it crashed down upon the battlefield of Lion Camel Ridge.
The golden light gradually subsided, revealing a figure wearing a phoenix-winged purple-gold crown, a golden chainmail armor, and lotus-silk cloud-walking shoes. A scarlet cloak, as red as fire, fluttered wildly in the raging air currents.

He carried a thick iron rod, about the size of a bowl, with golden hoops at both ends and a heavy black center, his posture as upright as a javelin. His fiery eyes, like molten gold, carried an untamed wildness and overwhelming ferocity as he coldly surveyed the battlefield below, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Sun Wukong! He's here!
(End of this chapter)