Chapter 141: Newcomer Meng Chuan

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Meng Chuan observed the demon kings before him. Their physiques were generally much larger than those of human divine demons. The tallest, a tree demon king, stood twenty-three zhang high, while demon kings measuring three to five zhang were quite common. Of course, there were also five demon kings smaller than humans. The smallest, a rat demon king, was only two feet tall, yet its strength ranked among the top five in this group.

With a thunderous roar, human divine demons and demon kings collided.

Meng Chuan clearly saw Senior Sister Yang Xingwu's 'Green Silk Domain' being jointly suppressed by numerous domain techniques from the demon side, forcing its range to shrink to only twenty zhang. There was no other way. One-on-one, Senior Sister Yang Xingwu's domain was stronger than any single Third Heaven demon king in the group, but they were vastly outnumbered.

Three poisonous thorns whizzed through the void, piercing the Green Silk Domain. Meng Chuan instantly drew his saber, his blade work blossoming like a red lotus, the saber light as beautiful as lotus petals, blocking all three poisonous thorns. In a blink, Meng Chuan consecutively blocked long-range attacks from seven demon kings. His saber technique was already incredibly fast, and the Red Lotus Style, the sole defensive move in the Black Iron Heavenly Book's 'Mind Saber', made defending against these ranged assaults effortless.

"Junior Brother Meng, be careful," Mu Qing warned. "The demon race sees you as a novice and is primarily targeting your position." Mu Qing, surrounded by a black and white energy domain, wielded his twin swords, easily deflecting the long-range attacks coming his way.

"Few demon kings specialize in long-range attacks, yet more than half of their current assaults are aimed at you, Junior Brother Meng," Shi Xiu added, a bloody aura swirling around him. He blocked a long-range attack with a mere wave of his hand. "When the true battle erupts, they will likely still target you."

"They'll only break their teeth," Meng Chuan replied calmly.

At this point, both sides remained protected within their respective domains. For instance, only a dozen or so demon kings on the enemy side could launch ranged attacks, and their power was further diminished after being blocked by the Green Silk Domain, posing no threat to Meng Chuan, Mu Qing, or Shi Xiu.

Meng Chuan and his companions also observed another twenty-five Third Heaven demon kings advancing from the world entrance, soon to arrive in the human realm. Once they converged with the thirty-four current demon kings (one rhino demon king had already fallen), the total would reach fifty-nine Third Heaven demon kings, significantly escalating the threat. However, the true elites were primarily concentrated within the initial thirty-five, as only they could withstand the human assault.

"Our primary objective is to defend North River Pass!" Zhang Yunhu transmitted. "Blocking the demon kings is paramount; killing them is secondary." They had descended from the city walls to engage in close combat specifically to pin down these demon kings, preventing them from escaping to the other side of the pass.

Naturally, the eighty-zhang high city walls also presented a significant obstacle to the demon kings. While a Third Heaven demon king could leap a hundred zhang horizontally, how high could they truly jump? Certainly not as high as their horizontal leaps on flat ground. A newly promoted divine demon (First Heaven demon king) could leap approximately twenty to thirty zhang high. To add another ten zhang to that height would require more than double their current strength. An Immortal Realm divine demon (Second Heaven demon king) could jump about thirty to forty zhang high. A Great Sun Realm divine demon (Third Heaven demon king) could jump around fifty to sixty zhang high.

Eighty zhang? That height! If no human divine demons were there to engage them, demon kings could still find ways to scale the eighty-zhang high city wall by leveraging their domains or stepping on their companions. However, with divine demons engaging them, the demon kings had to respond with full effort. Attempting to scale the city wall then would make them targets for the divine archer Liu Qiyue and attract Zhang Yunhu's short spears.

The divine demons' close-quarters engagement, combined with the impressive eighty-zhang height of the city pass, was sufficient to restrict the demon kings, as most were not avian. In fact, the demon race was reluctant to summon 'flying beast Third Heaven demon kings' because if they did, humans would arrive at any cost, subdue them, and gain another batch of 'flying mounts'. For humanity, most demon kings were to be slain without mercy. Flying mounts, however, were highly prized, especially faster ones, as human divine demons favored them for rapid travel to various locations.

Meng Chuan found it peculiar; even though he was on the battlefield with five divine demon companions, both sides were merely skirmishing.

"The second wave of demon kings has emerged; be vigilant," Zhang Yunhu's solemn voice resonated.

Meng Chuan saw them too. The first wave of demon kings, huddled in an impregnable formation, now welcomed the arrival of twenty-five more, causing the threat level to skyrocket.

"The demon kings are all here now," a black-clad female demon in the center of the horde announced, her voice echoing in every demon king's ear. "North River Pass is missing two divine demons, Ge Cong and Wu Zixiu, but they've gained two new ones: Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue. Liu Qiyue possesses a Phoenix Divine Body, and her arrows contain Phoenix Flames; you must all be wary. Among the six divine demons before us is Meng Chuan. He's a Yuanchu Mountain divine demon with a perfected Thunderous World-Ending Demonic Body. His saber technique is incredibly swift, and his speed far surpasses ours. However, he also has weaknesses. First, his physical body is comparatively frail, even among superb divine demon bodies. If we can entangle him, we might be able to kill him in two or three moves. Second, he lacks experience; this is his first battle. We can exploit his inexperience and target him directly. We can even deliberately bait him into overusing his speed. If he dares to charge recklessly and isolates himself from his companions, over twenty demon kings can instantly combine forces to eliminate him in one swift strike. This campaign will focus on exploiting this weakness: break one point first, then kill the other divine demons."

"Understood," all the demon kings replied, none daring to defy her. The demon race maintained a strict internal hierarchy. The spider demoness was the strongest among them, a direct descendant of a demon sage and their designated leader. All other demon kings were obliged to obey her.

"Attack!" the black-clad female demon commanded.

The demon kings, who had been cautiously huddled, instantly launched a furious assault. Eight centuries ago, before the discovery of the human world, the demon race adhered to a brutal law of the jungle, with endless daily conflicts and countless demons and demon kings perishing in internal strife. Now, the demon race had redirected these ordinary demons and demon kings, who would have otherwise died in internal battles, to attack humanity. They even motivated them with promises of 'merit' and 'treasures'. As a result, the number of powerful individuals within the demon race had increased in recent years, deepening their collective strength. Their high command even provided regional leaders with 'death quotas,' believing that the deaths of more demon kings would facilitate a 'blood renewal' within the demon race. Humans understood this, but there was nothing they could do.

"Hm?" Meng Chuan's expression shifted. The demon kings, who had been entirely huddled within multiple domains, suddenly surged forward, many actively bursting into the Green Silk Domain for close-quarters combat. Close-quarters combat was the demon kings' true forte.

"Kill!" A full twelve demon kings, exceptionally strong in close combat, simultaneously lunged towards Meng Chuan. Phantom black tails, razor-sharp long limbs, blood-red claws, a massive stone axe—and from beneath the ground, surprise attacks of vines, tentacles, and tail stings! The vines and tentacles sought to entangle Meng Chuan, while the tail stings aimed to pierce his chest. This was only possible because human divine demons were of a certain size, allowing for a maximum of twelve demon kings to attack simultaneously. Among these twelve, three were elites, whose strength rivaled that of Shi Xiu and Mu Qing.

"Careful!" "Junior Brother Meng, look out!" The other five divine demons were aghast. While they had anticipated the demon race might target Meng Chuan, this was sheer madness. There were only seven elite demon kings in total, with just four specializing in close combat—and now three of them were ambushing Meng Chuan?

With a clang, Zhang Yunhu drew two blood-red short spears from his back; these were his true close-combat weapons. He was the strongest in close combat, yet even more formidable in ranged attacks. In the six-divine demon team, while Meng Chuan, Mu Qing, and Shi Xiu primarily protected their surroundings, Zhang Yunhu and Yu Chiyan could also engage in close combat when necessary. Only Yang Xingwu was not adept at close-quarters fighting.

"Hm?" Yu Chiyan drew the soft sword from her waist, weaving illusions that directly affected the demon kings. While she couldn't control them, demon kings with weaker wills could only exert forty to fifty percent of their strength, and even those with strong wills would be affected, their power diminished by ten to twenty percent. Only by cultivating a primordial spirit could one fully resist her illusions.

Meng Chuan fully concentrated on the incoming attacks. His primordial spirit domain, spanning twenty zhang, made every single demon king's attack on the chaotic battlefield exceptionally clear. In an instant, he knew precisely which attacks to block first and which to address subsequently. Black fiendish energy billowed, impacting the demon kings and weakening their attacks by a small margin. Then, saber light unfurled like blossoming petals as Meng Chuan himself instantly split into eight figures, making it impossible for enemies to discern his true form. Every figure was real; his speed was simply so immense that he could instantly divide into eight, appearing to execute the exquisite Red Lotus Style simultaneously in eight different places.

All attacks from the twelve demon kings were flawlessly parried; his defense was impenetrable.

"What?" "This..." "All blocked?" The twelve attacking demon kings were astonished. As the saying goes, 'two fists are no match for four hands'; blocking so many simultaneous attacks was incredibly difficult, and a single mistake would allow the other demon kings' attacks to cascade. Yet Meng Chuan's defense was utterly impenetrable! He wasn't even greedy, launching no counterattacks—it was pure defense! By flawlessly defending his flank, he ensured that Yang Xingwu, Yu Chiyan, and Zhang Yunhu remained completely unaffected.

"Junior Brother Meng's defensive capabilities surpass even mine; in North River Pass, only Fan Cheng can compare to him," Zhang Yunhu remarked. He sheathed the two blood-red short spears he had just drawn, then pulled out an ordinary one and instantly hurled it. The short spear streaked across the sky like a golden ray, aiming for a bull demon king just six zhang away! While the enemy charging so close was dangerous for their side, it also made it significantly easier to slay the demon kings.

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