Investiture of the Gods: Childhood Sweetheart Daji, Starting with Quasi-Saint Cultivation

As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening roar erupted from the demonic clouds behind him.

Thirty thousand flying demons appeared, including golden eagles, vultures, and night owls, densely covering half the sky.

On the ground, fifty thousand demonic beasts revealed their true forms—tigers, leopards, jackals, wolves, bears, rhinoceroses, and elephants, all with crimson eyes and bared fangs.

A demonic aura filled the sky, and a foul stench swept through the air.

Some of the new recruits on the city wall felt their legs go weak and their faces turn pale.

Su Yunbai smiled.

The laughter wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the city walls.

"Peng Demon King," he spoke, his voice calm, "I'll give you a choice—retreat now, and I might spare your life. Otherwise…"

He raised his hand, and the threads of affection transformed into countless silver threads, spreading out behind him like a peacock spreading its tail.

"Today, I will use your demonic blood to sacrifice to my human race's battle flag."

The demon king Peng's eyes suddenly shrank.

"Arrogant!"

Without further ado, he brandished his halberd and shouted, "Men—attack the city!"

"kill--!!!"

The monsters roared and surged toward the city walls like a black tide!

The avian demon race took the lead—30,000 demonic birds flapped their wings and swooped down, their claws like hooks and their beaks like knives, crashing into the city's protective formation!

Boom boom boom—!

The light shield vibrated violently, creating ripples.

The defending troops unleashed a barrage of arrows, raining them down like locusts, and shot down many of the demonic birds.

However, the number of demonic birds was too large, and they kept coming one after another, causing more and more cracks to appear on the light shield.

"We can't hold on much longer!" a general exclaimed anxiously.

Wen Zhong snorted coldly, pointing his twin golden whips skyward: "Lightning, come!"

Thunderclouds gathered high in the sky.

Boom—!

A bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a water bucket, struck down, hitting the area where the demonic birds were most concentrated.

Lightning exploded, and dozens of demonic birds were instantly turned into charred remains!

But this is just a drop in the ocean.

There are just too many demonic birds.

The city's protective formation was on the verge of collapse—

"Yunxiao," Su Yunbai said.

"clear."

Yunxiao pressed down on the strings with both hands.

Clang—!

The clear, melodious sound of the zither rang out; it was not loud, but it instantly spread throughout the entire battlefield.

The Yellow River Array is now activated.

Centered on the General's Mansion, four golden beams of light shot into the sky, converging at a height of a hundred feet, transforming into a huge golden net that covered an area of ​​three miles in front of the city wall.

Within the net, the music transformed into tangible ripples of sound waves, spreading in layers.

The demonic birds that rushed into the formation were like being trapped in a quagmire, their speed suddenly decreasing.

Even more terrifying, decadent music kept ringing in my ears, and hallucinations kept appearing before my eyes!

Some pounced on their companions as they became food and tore them apart; some fled in panic when they saw their predators approaching; and some simply spun around in the air, disoriented.

"Now!" Bixiao shouted, and the Golden Dragon Scissors transformed into two beams of golden light, plunging into the formation.

Click!Click!

The heads of the demonic birds fell like raindrops.

The Golden Dragon Scissors are specifically designed to decapitate, and when combined with the mesmerizing effects of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, it's as easy as mowing grass.

In just ten breaths, over a thousand demonic birds perished.

The Roc Demon King's expression changed drastically: "What kind of formation is this?!"

He personally took action, his halberd transforming into a hundred-foot-tall phantom, fiercely slashing towards the golden net.

boom--!

The net vibrated, and the sound waves became disordered.

Yunxiao's face was slightly pale, but her hands were as steady as a rock, and the music continued.

"Leave the Peng Demon King to me," Zhao Gongming said, and twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls shot into the sky, meeting the Fangtian Halberd.

The pearls are dazzling, each one as heavy as a mountain.

The two magical artifacts collided in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar.

The shockwave overturned a large number of demonic birds.

The ground battle was equally intense.

Fifty thousand demonic beasts had already rushed to the city wall; some began to climb, while others were ramming the city gate.

The defending troops hurled rolling logs and stones, splashed hot oil and molten gold, and screams of agony filled the air.

However, the monsters have thick hides and tough flesh, so normal attacks are not very effective.

Soon, monsters climbed onto the city wall and engaged the defending soldiers in close combat.

"Iron-Blooded Army!" Jiang Xiaowu shouted.

"Here!" the three thousand soldiers responded in unison.

"Form ranks—strangle!"

The three thousand iron-blooded soldiers were divided into three teams, like three sharp knives piercing into the horde of monsters.

They were well-trained, working in groups of three, combining offense and defense, and specializing in attacking the vital points of the monsters.

Ordinary monsters couldn't stop them at all, and a clearing was quickly cleared out.

But there were just too many monsters; one wave was killed, and another wave came.

Jiang Xiaowu's silver spear gleamed like a dragon, its tip flashing coldly as it pierced the eye socket of a rhinoceros demon.

When she drew her gun, a spray of demonic blood came out, but she didn't even flinch.

"General, the eastern city wall is under attack!" a messenger reported.

Su Yunbai looked at Ao Ling.

Ao Ling understood and raised his hand to form a hand seal.

Suddenly, the moat outside the city wall surged, and the water shot into the sky, turning into thousands of water arrows that shot towards the monsters climbing the city wall.

Water arrows may appear delicate, but each drop is incredibly heavy and has extremely strong penetrating power.

The monster was shot, its skin torn open, and it fell to the ground.

This is the dragon race's water control technique.

However, there were simply too many monsters to kill them all.

Yang Chan bit her lip and summoned the Lotus Lantern.

The lamps emitted a soft white light, and wherever the light reached, the demonic aura melted away like ice and snow.

The monster that was illuminated paused, and the bloodshot color in its eyes faded slightly.

Although it recovered quickly, that brief pause was enough for the defenders to kill it.

However, the Lotus Lantern consumed a great deal of energy, and Yang Chan's face quickly turned pale.

"That's enough, put it away." Su Yunbai pressed her hand down. "Conserve your magic power."

Yang Chan nodded, put away the Lotus Lantern, and gripped the long sword in her hand tightly.

High-altitude battlefield.

Zhao Gongming and Peng Demon King were locked in a fierce battle.

The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl is ever-changing; sometimes it suppresses like a mountain, and sometimes it falls like a star.

The Roc Demon King's wings were like blades, and his halberd was so powerful that water could not get through. The demonic energy and pearl light collided constantly, and the explosions made the eardrums of the soldiers below hurt.

"Zhao Gongming, does your Jie Sect really intend to be buried with the human race?!" Peng Demon King roared.

"Enough with the nonsense." Zhao Gongming said expressionlessly. Suddenly, the twenty-four divine pearls merged into one, transforming into a giant pearl a hundred feet long, which crashed down upon him!

With a flap of its wings, the Peng Demon King narrowly avoided the attack. The giant pearl crashed into the ground, creating a ten-zhang-deep crater, and hundreds of demonic beasts were blasted into mincemeat.

"You..." Peng Demon King exclaimed in shock and anger.

Just then—

"Big brother, I'm here to help you!" Bixiao shouted, and the Golden Dragon Scissors transformed into two golden beams, aiming straight for the wings of the Peng Demon King.

The Roc Demon King hurriedly dodged, but was a step too slow. His left wing was grazed by the Golden Dragon Scissors, golden feathers flew everywhere, and blood gushed out.

"You're courting death!" he roared, sweeping his halberd across the sky, his demonic energy transforming into a hurricane that hurtled towards the heavens.

Bixiao neither dodged nor flinched; instead, she chuckled.

because--

Clang!

The music suddenly changed.

Within the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, sound waves suddenly condensed into nine golden chains, which coiled around the Peng Demon King from all directions.

Qing Si Rao also made her move at the opportune moment, with thousands of silver threads descending like a spider web.

"Not good!" The Roc Demon King's expression changed drastically. He tried to flap his wings and escape, but found his movements too slow—

Although the illusionary effect of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was limited for a powerhouse of his level, it still had an impact.

In that brief moment of hesitation, chains and threads of love had already bound him tightly.

"Stop!" Yunxiao shouted coldly.

The nine chains tightened suddenly, and the threads of passion burrowed directly into his body, stirring up his seven emotions and six desires.

The Roc Demon King was immediately thrown into chaos, and illusions began to appear before his eyes—

Seeing himself defeated and punished by Kunpeng, seeing the demon race routed, seeing...

"Now!" Su Yunbai took a step forward, his love threads transforming into a silver longsword, which pierced straight at the Peng Demon King's brow!

This sword strike was as fast as lightning and as fierce as thunder.

When Peng Demon King realized what was happening, the tip of the sword was already right in front of him.

He desperately turned his head, the sword blade grazed his cheek, leaving a deep, bone-revealing bloodstain, and even severing half of his eagle beak!

"ah--!!!"

The piercing screams echoed across the battlefield.

Peng Demon King broke free from his restraints, transformed into a golden light, and fled into the distance, not even bothering with his Fangtian Halberd.

"Withdraw! Withdraw the troops!"

When the demon army saw their commander flee in defeat, their morale collapsed and they began to retreat.

The defending troops were greatly encouraged and pursued the enemy for three miles, killing countless enemies.

Corpses lay strewn across the ground beneath the city walls, and demonic blood stained the moat crimson.

The defending troops are clearing the battlefield and treating the wounded.

On the city tower, Su Yunbai leaned on the railing and gazed into the distance.

On the northern horizon, the demonic clouds did not dissipate; instead, they grew even denser.

The Peng Demon King is merely the vanguard; the true formidable enemy—the Demon Master Kunpeng—has yet to appear.

"They won't give up." Wen Zhong walked to his side and said in a deep voice, "Today was just a test. Next time... it will be the final assault."

Su Yunbai nodded: "I know."

He turned around and looked at the crowd behind him.

Yunxiao's face was somewhat pale—maintaining the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was quite taxing.

Bixiao was wiping away the demon blood with the Golden Dragon Scissors, humming a little tune.

Ao Ling was adjusting her breathing; the water control technique had also consumed a lot of her magical power.

Jiang Xiaowu was taking stock of the Iron-Blooded Army's casualties, while Yang Chan was helping to treat the wounded.

Zhao Gongming retrieved the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl and nodded slightly to him.

"Thank you all for your hard work today." Su Yunbai cupped his hands in greeting.

"It's our duty," everyone replied.

Su Yunbai looked north, his eyes growing cold.

Kunpeng...

I'm waiting for you.