Chapter 239: Chapter 123: A Seventh-Order Great Demon? Suppression with a Flip of the Palm_2
When Hua Yanluo heard this, her face grew even more anxious, and she repeatedly shouted, "Saintess, you mustn’t! You are our Celestial Sect Saintess, the Third Princess of the Great Xia Dynasty. Even if everyone here dies, we cannot let you get hurt!"
In her urgency, she knelt with a thud.
"The Saintess is the greatest prodigy of the Great Xia Dynasty, with limitless potential. She is the hope for the future prosperity of both the Great Xia Dynasty and the Celestial Sect. You mustn’t be soft-hearted at a time like this, you absolutely mustn’t! It’s all my fault. It’s all my fault for not having you retreat earlier. I am the one who deserves to die. I deserve to die!"
Xiaoo Ying’Er furrowed her brows. She lifted her hand, tossed the white carpet from the sedan chair onto the ground, then stepped onto it and looked up at the approaching Brown Bear Liao People. "Weren’t you trying to capture me? If you can defeat me, I will go with you!"
"HAHAHA, Human Race Saintess! The last time we fought, I injured you with a single palm strike, and you still have the courage to face me now?"
The Brown Bear Liao People seemed to greatly enjoy this moment, floating slowly in the air as it gradually descended.
Around them, hundreds of Martial Cultivators, except for the hundred or so still writhing on the ground, turned pale at the sight, their eyes filled with despair.
If the Saintess were captured now and taken to the Demon Bear Cave to suffer humiliation, likely none of them present would survive. They would face the wrath of Emperor Xiaoo and the Profound Phoenix Celestial Sect Leader! That damned Golden-haired Demon Bear, a Tier Nine Great Demon, could easily escape after dishonoring the Saintess, but they, with their families, would have nowhere to run.
"Fight! Everyone, let’s join forces and fight this shameless Demon!"
"How can the Princess of Great Xia be defiled by such a vile Demon!"
"I, City Lord Han Xueyi, swear to fight to the death to protect the Princess of Great Xia!"
"I, City Lord Zhou Zhenghu, swear to slay this Demon, even if my body is shattered to pieces!"
Despair pushed to its extreme breeds madness. At this moment, the hundreds of Martial Cultivators who were still standing drew their weapons with frenzied eyes, their Qi Blood surging as they all rushed to surround the Third Princess’s sedan chair.
The descending seventh-rank Brown Bear Liao People heard their shouts, and a mocking glint appeared in its dark, bear-like eyes.
"Very good. I especially enjoy eating tough bones. Those soft humans I ate before were rather tasteless! HAHAHA!"
Hearing this, the faces of the Martial Cultivators became even more frantic.
Lin Xuankong, who had been standing beside the sedan with a relatively calm expression, frowned sharply upon hearing the Brown Bear Liao People’s words.
It wasn’t unusual for Demons and the Human Race to view each other as food; after all, this was a world where martial strength was revered, and weakness was a sin. However, Demon People were originally humans. Though their Divine Souls were controlled, they still retained some humanity and understood human speech. Such Demon People devouring humans were far more repulsive than Demons that simply slaughtered humans!
"Even without your rewards, I’ve decided to deal with this seventh-rank Brown Bear Liao People!" Lin Xuankong suddenly moved away from the sedan, striding quickly towards the slowly approaching Demon.
Xiaoo Ying’Er’s beautiful face was already filled with fighting spirit. She was about to order Zhou Zhenghu, Han Xueyi, and the others to retreat and avoid needless sacrifice, but upon hearing Lin Xuankong’s words, she frowned slightly and looked at him.
However, Lin Xuankong had already walked some distance away. She could no longer see his profile, only his solitary figure heading alone to confront the seventh-rank Brown Bear Liao People.
Kneeling on the ground, Hua Yanluo frowned as she watched Lin Xuankong’s retreating figure and hesitantly said, "Can he... this ’Mu Shiba,’ possibly be a match for the seventh-rank Brown Bear Liao People?"
Beside the sedan, the maid, Qiing, who had previously scolded Lin Xuankong, now wore a complex expression. She certainly hoped this ’Mu Shiba’ could save the Saintess and avert disaster. Yet, recalling his previous transaction with the Saintess, she felt a pang of frustration... Nevertheless, her heart was also filled with doubt. Could ’Mu Shiba’ truly be a match for the seventh-rank Brown Bear Liao People?
Even the King Yu Battle Array from Prince Yu’s Mansion, renowned throughout the land, had been instantly shattered by the Brown Bear Liao People’s attack. Even Little Yu King had fled in terror!
The surrounding hundreds of Martial Cultivators were also filled with doubt.
Whether it was City Lord Zhou Zhenghu, City Lord Han Xueyi, or City Lord Xie San Kun, all gripped their weapons tightly, their faces flushed with agitation. They weren’t sure if this Mu Shiba was a match for the seventh-rank Brown Bear Liao People, but they were certain of one thing: if Mu Shiba fell, they would have to charge forward, even if it meant death. Otherwise, it wouldn’t just be them who died, but every member of their families as well.
"Brother Mu! Brother Mu can definitely do it!"
Not far away, Zheng Yunrui, her hair in buns, clenched her fists tightly, her face alight with excitement and eagerness, wishing she could rush over and fight the Demon alongside Lin Xuankong.
Li Ruoqing’s face also showed a hint of excitement. Hundreds of well-known Martial Cultivators from Great Marsh Prefecture had seen him and his second brother acting as someone else’s ’slaves.’
Many looked at him and his younger brother with incomprehension, some even with strange gazes. However, once they witness Senior Mu Shiba’s true capabilities, they will understand why we submitted so willingly!
At this moment, all eyes were fixated on Lin Xuankong’s back.
Lin Xuankong stopped and looked up at the seventh-rank Brown Bear Liao People, now less than two hundred meters away. "The Human Race... they were once your own kind, weren’t they?"
A mocking expression appeared on the Brown Bear Liao People’s face.
"What damn kind? I, Xiong Wudi, am a subordinate of the Golden-haired Great Saint, a true member of the Holy Race from the Sealing Demon Mountain Range! How can you filthy, foolish, internally-conflicted trash of the Human Race even compare?"
Lin Xuankong raised a single hand.
"Rest assured, I don’t make food of my former kind. I will simply kill you."
"HAHAHAHAHA! Are you trying to tell some kind of stupid human joke? Hmm, you actually made me laugh!" The Brown Bear Liao People’s laughter grew even louder.
It landed on the ground, shook its neck covered in brown, curly fur, and then, lumbering its stout body, walked step by step towards Lin Xuankong. "Since you’ve made me so happy, I’ll be sure to savor eating you! Bit by bit, I’ll let you watch as your body, piece by piece, turns into... Hmm? What’s this?"
At the peak of its arrogance, the seventh-rank Brown Bear Liao People’s expression suddenly changed as it stared at the three hundred gleaming Profound Iron Long Rods that had abruptly flown from Lin Xuankong’s hand.
These seemingly unremarkable Profound Iron Long Rods exuded an incredibly dangerous aura.
The sense of danger they gave off was several times more terrifying than that of the King Yu Array previously deployed by Yu Changge!
At this moment, as Lin Xuankong activated the Demon Prison Cage, his face was cold as he stared at the seventh-rank Brown Bear Liao People. "A seventh-rank Great Demon is strong? I can suppress you with a mere turn of my palm!"