Chapter 150: Thirty Thousand Ice Sculptures

A bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky, briefly touching down on the top of a large tree before quickly heading straight for the north city wall.

Meng Chuan saw the demon horde below the north city wall; thirty thousand demons had not yet retreated!

Although their great commander and some other commanders were dead, the demon army had barely engaged in combat. Furthermore, whether to attack or retreat depended on the demon kings' orders.

"The demon kings haven't given the order; we cannot retreat!""If we retreat without permission, we'll all die upon returning to the demon world!""Once the demon kings kill the Godfiends, they will still command us and annihilate Cangshan City."

Though the demons were uneasy, none dared to retreat. By their rules, even if the demon kings fled for their lives, they would order the army to withdraw. But the demon army had no idea that when Meng Chuan attacked, five demon kings were instantly killed, and the only one with a special bloodline, the 'Three-Headed Demon King', was desperately burrowing into the lakebed, caring nothing about the demon army.

If a Marquis Godfiend had arrived to rescue them, the demon kings, seeing their terrifying Godfiend aura from afar, would have scattered and fled in fright. Marquis Godfiends are slower than Meng Chuan, so by scattering, one or two might have escaped. But when Meng Chuan arrived, they only saw a Great Solar Godfiend, which gave them some confidence. After all, they were five elite second-heaven demon kings collaborating with one third-heaven demon king. By the time they realized something was wrong during the fight, it was too late!

"Good," Meng Chuan thought, letting out a silent sigh of relief when he saw that the thirty thousand demon troops hadn't attacked.

He had previously feared that while he dealt with the demon kings, the demon army would continue attacking Cangshan Prefecture, which would inevitably result in many casualties among the defending soldiers. That's why he had slain the 'Great Demon Commander' and some other 'Demon Commanders'.

"Now it's too late to escape," Meng Chuan murmured, looking at the demon army with not a hint of mercy in his eyes.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, striking directly into the demon army outside the city.

"It's that Godfiend!" the demon army shrieked in terror.

Meng Chuan, radiating lightning from his entire body, now also unleashed a dense wave of black fiend aura in all directions, spreading out over a hundred zhang.

Although the fiend aura was widely dispersed and thus thinner, any ordinary demon caught within it instantly froze into an ice sculpture! Meng Chuan's fiend aura was far more terrifying than the 'poison mist' of the Poison Pool Demon King.

*Whoosh.* A lightning-fast figure, accompanied by a hundred-zhang radius of fiend aura, moved through the demon army. Wherever it passed, large numbers of demons turned into ice sculptures, frozen to death.

"Run!" "Flee quickly!" The demons no longer cared about military orders; facing death, they frantically scattered in all directions.

But the lightning was too fast! In an instant, it darted from the very front of the demon army to its very end.

Within a single breath, it had crisscrossed the demon army seven times! With each pass, everything within a hundred-zhang radius of its path was completely frozen, and the demons turned into ice sculptures.

"This... this..." "The demons are all frozen." "He's too powerful."

The soldiers on the city wall, who had been tensely preparing, watched the scene before them in shock. In just one breath, over ninety percent of the thirty thousand demon troops were frozen into ice sculptures. Meng Chuan, still a blur of lightning, then made a large circle to pursue the more agile escaping demons, eventually freezing all of them.

The more than one hundred winged demons attempting to fly away and the over three hundred demons burrowing underground could not escape Meng Chuan's divine sense. They were either frozen or struck dead by lightning.

In just two breaths! All thirty thousand ordinary demons were annihilated! Not a single one escaped.

"Godfiend! Godfiend!" The soldiers on the city wall were stunned and then erupted in excited cheers. "This is the power of our human Godfiends! Thirty thousand demons were wiped out entirely."

*Whoosh.* After slaying all the demons, Meng Chuan looked north. The demons had come from the north, so the world entrance must be located to the north of Cangshan City.

He then transformed into lightning and pursued in that direction. The thirty thousand demons had trampled too many areas during their previous rampage, leaving traces that were easily visible.

"Found it," Meng Chuan said. He saw a distorted world entrance, approximately a hundred zhang long, from which countless trampled tracks emerged.

*Whoosh.* Meng Chuan reined in his aura, silently arriving at a large tree not far from the desolate mountain. He settled directly onto a branch and quietly observed.

Killing the invading demons did not mean the end. He had to ensure that no new demons would emerge from this world entrance! Only after people from Yuanchu Mountain arrived to take over could he return to Beihe Pass.

"Great King, I saw it clearly. The thirty thousand demon troops fled in terror outside Cangshan City, but they all turned into ice sculptures. Not a single one escaped." The black-robed figure, 'Jiayou', respectfully knelt and prostrated himself, reporting to the Great Demon King Lanyu.

"Not one escaped?" Great Demon King Lanyu frowned slightly, and the other demon kings around him also stirred in commotion.

"Thirty thousand demons scattered and fled; how could not one escape?" "Even those flying in the sky and burrowing underground couldn't escape?" The demon kings found it hard to believe.

"This humble one's eyes saw it clearly. Even in the dark, I can see palm-sized objects from two or three li away," Jiayou cried, prostrating himself. "The north gate of Cangshan City is now lit with countless torches, making it very bright, and the thirty thousand demon troops were even more conspicuous. I saw everything clearly from the desolate mountain. All the demons turned into ice sculptures! Not a single one escaped. This humble one was so scared that I immediately fled back."

"Oh?" Great Demon King Lanyu sat there, a black hand resting on the armrest, and said calmly, "To make thirty thousand demons unable to escape, it must be a Marquis Godfiend skilled in domain techniques. Given that an attack just began and a Marquis Godfiend appeared, it seems a Marquis Godfiend must have been traveling the world and happened to be in Cangshan Prefecture. Oh well, consider Cangshan Prefecture lucky." Great Demon King Lanyu didn't care about losing a few subordinates. Knowing there was a powerful Godfiend there, he naturally wouldn't send more of his forces to their deaths.

By Crescent Moon Lake, the demon kings' corpses lay nearby, and many guards had arrived, all gazing in awe at the bodies.

"A Godfiend from Yuanchu Mountain happened to pass by and saved our Cangshan Prefecture," Wang Fucheng said with a smile, issuing orders. "Now that the demon kings are eliminated and the threat is lifted, spread the word for all parts of the city to return to normal. Let the people emerge from the tunnels."

"Yes!" many guards responded loudly, excitedly rushing off to deliver the orders.

Wang Fucheng looked at Hu by his side. "Brother Hu, please guard the demon kings' corpses here. Yuanchu Mountain will also send people tonight; you can hand them over to them then."

"Understood," Hu nodded, glancing at his severed arm. He sighed, "I'll also have to make a trip to Yuanchu Mountain to ask them to heal my arm."

Indeed, there are powerful Godfiends capable of healing others. Just as Qian Yu's severe injuries were healed before—though his dantian was irrecoverably destroyed—physical wounds could still be completely mended.

"Haha, a severed arm can be healed in a day at Yuanchu Mountain. Alright, I'll go find my Senior Brother Meng first," Wang Fucheng said with a smile, then transformed into a streak of light and shot off towards the north gate.

A moment later, Wang Fucheng arrived on the north city wall and saw the vast expanse of silvery-white ice sculptures outside the city! Nearly thirty thousand demon ice sculptures—the scene was indeed stunning. Despite it being summer, the ice sculptures emitted an astonishing chill. Wang Fucheng gazed at the multitude of demon ice sculptures, utterly shaken. "Senior Brother Meng is truly formidable," he thought. "His strength must be approaching that of a Marquis Godfiend."