[If we don't seize the opportunity to escape now, we won't be able to run at all.]
"But the Mushroom Grandmaster has important matters, we shall et again next ti!"
Zhen Yuanzi waved his sleeve, and countless mycelium danced, forming an Eternal Portal.
"The Mushroom Gate shall endure forever!"
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"How frightening! Let's hurry and leave."
The Fearso Demon God and Jiu Feng were stopped by ng Wuyou.
The hooded boy shivered.
"Being entangled by her, it's too late for us to retreat now!"
"You quickly grab a few as backup."
With that said, the Demon God Jiu Feng revealed her true form, shaped like a Netherworld Phoenix, stretching her neck to scream, eerie and sharp, akin to the wails of Nine Netherworld's evil spirits, like spells of countless souls.
She spread her wings, stirring boundless Chaos Tides, resonating with piercing sound waves.
ng Wuyou remained unchanged, and infinite rit ford a green cloud above her head, dropping golden blossoms.
With a flick of her finger, the light flowed like water, sweeping Jiu Feng into the Dream Stream.
Rumble!!
The Demon God's body was imnsely vast, Jiu Feng charged out of the Dream Stream, both wings shaking, soaring through ti and space.
A Yin God Banner descended, endless blood-red obscured the Heavenly Vault, murderous intent from all directions almost solidified.
Infinite Chaos Waves rose, engulfing everything.
ng Wuyou frowned slightly, the rit Divine Cloud above her head instantly emitted radiant brilliance.
Such killing intent was unable to approach her, with just a stomp, the Chaos Waves cald down.
"The myriad phenona subrge!"
The Demon God Jiu Feng shook the Yin God Banner.
In the chaos, murderous aura transford boundlessly; in this world of killing, all things vanished above and below, only endless blood-red surged incessantly, as if pressing from all sides.
"Humph!"
ng Wuyou held the Thousand-Autumn Umbrella, consuming a large sum of rit.
A hundred and eight Yellow Turban Warriors appeared, firmly locking this space-ti.
The Yellow Turban Warriors were Divine Skills developed by Xuanqing.
Initially becaused the Primordial Chaos Cauldron was too bored, Xuanqing agreed to find it so companions.
Only using Innate Spiritual Treasure could summon these powerful, obedient, tireless ultimate tooln.
Later, Xuanqing developed the Xuanhuang rit, upgrading the Yellow Turban Warriors—a greater rit provided made them stronger!
Upon these hundred and eight Yellow Turban Warriors' ergence, the Demon God Jiu Feng looked sowhat discontent.
Since the Taiwei Constellation popularized rit, the Demon Gods also specifically studied it.
For instance, the Destruction Demon God, often doing good deeds to earn rit.
The Demon God Jiu Feng also had so understanding of Heavenly Dao rit.
A simple point was that it was consumable!
"I'd like to see just how much rit you possess!"
The blood-red tide surged.
The Demon God Jiu Feng charged, becoming fiercer and more thriving with each battle!
Yet she quickly discovered sothing amiss.
These Yellow Turban Warriors were endless!
Seeing ng Wuyou replace the hundred and eight Yellow Turban Warriors she smashed, she could no longer remain composed.
"How much rit do you actually have?!" The Demon God Jiu Feng beca enraged and humiliated.
Isn't rit supposed to be rare in the Primordial?
You're not a Divine of the Taiwei Constellation, can the Netherworld wholesale it?
Facing the Demon God Jiu Feng's shout, ng Wuyou faintly smiled: "Hold on a bit longer, my rit is about to run out!"
Jiu Feng's eighteen eyes stared intently at ng Wuyou.
Since she couldn't solve the Yellow Turban Warriors, she'd solve the Divine who created them!
"Kill!"
The Demon God Jiu Feng turned into a beam of rainbow light, destroying all barriers along the way with irreversible Strength, causing violent turbulence in the Dream Stream!
ng Wuyou elegantly strolled in the void, holding the Thousand-Autumn Umbrella.
"Beat her to death!"
She commanded the Yellow Turban Warriors to encircle the Demon God Jiu Feng, denying her any opportunity to approach.
The Yellow Turban Warriors transford into three-headed, six-ard figures, each invincible and heroically assaulting the Demon God Jiu Feng.
Jiu Feng shattered one Yellow Turban Warrior after another.
Yet they appeared endlessly, fearlessly charging, breaking and reforming the Demon God Body of Jiu Feng again and again.
Witnessing this, the hooded boy collapsed in fear, crying loudly.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!!"
The cry was heartrending and hopeless, evoking sympathy.
"Hmm?" ng Wuyou's expression suddenly changed.
A trace of inexplicable fear crept through her heart.
"Clang clang clang~~"
Countless Divine Chains exuding Immortal aura flew out from the Dream Stream, the profound principles of the Great Dao engraved upon them, coloring the void in brilliant hues.
"Roar!"
A savage roar echoed.
Unprompted fear spread, and the Demon God's Dao Fruit stirred a ripple in ng Wuyou's heart.
"It's terrifying, I'm really going to die!" The Fear Demon God cried in agony.
Suddenly, a dazzling brilliance descended, like a Divine Sword slashing down!
Boom!
The Thousand-Autumn Umbrella appeared above the Heavenly Vault, unfurled like a canopy, blocking the sword.
"ng Wuyou, do you rember ?" A massive shadow of a Demon God flew from the Dream Stream.
His face hidden in shadows, only those golden eyes, like two eternal suns, pierced the mist of dreams, emanating destruction.
ng Wuyou's eyes narrowed: "Dream Demon God?!"
"It's !" With this response, the cries beside ng Wuyou's ears gradually faded, and the Fear Demon God in front of her slowly vanished.
Replaced was the image of the "Dream Demon God!"
His face and figure gradually beca distinct.
"ng Wuyou, it's ti you returned my Dao Fruit!"
The multi-colored Divine Chains suddenly transford into the Dream Dao Heavenly Sword, landing in the "Dream Demon God's" hand.
"The old grudges end today, kill!!!"
Rumble Rumble Rumble!!!
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