Chapter 168. Ancient Greek Divine Beast vs. Three Martial Gods
Beneath the golden palace, Cerberus’s pressure made everyone’s movents sluggish.
Terror rose in i Xue’er’s eyes.
It was the gulf between man and god.
“What is that thing? It looks terrifying!” Lingling covered her eyes, too afraid to look.
Although Jiang Feng’s legs were trembling, there was not the slightest fear in his eyes. “It is Cerberus from ancient Greek mythology. What, did you learn nothing in mythology class? Won really are stupid.”
Lingling’s eyes widened, and she planted her hands on her hips angrily. “Who are you calling stupid? You are the stupid one. You are a big stupid pig, hmph!”
“Before insulting soone, maybe look at yourself first. If you have the guts, stop your legs from shaking.” She pointed at Jiang Feng’s trembling legs and burst out laughing.
Anger imdiately appeared on Jiang Feng’s face. “Woman, you dare laugh at without my permission? You have crossed the line!”
Lingling stuck out her tongue indifferently.
i Xue’er stepped forward and patted Lingling. “Stop fooling around. A ninth-rank talisman cannot hold back a divine beast. We have to find a way to get out!”
“Oh.” Lingling quieted down at once.
“Little Yan, activate the Law of Words and move everyone out of this space,” i Xue’er said gravely.
The appearance of an ancient Greek divine beast was already far beyond what they could handle.
Holding his broken folding fan, Mo Yan drew in a deep breath and imdiately spoke, “Everyone at the Rift Valley Town Border Defense, shift through space to a safe location.”
Two and a half seconds passed.
Nothing happened.
Mo Yan’s face stiffened, and he started chanting again, “Everyone at the Rift Valley Town Border Defense, shift through space...”
Everyone: “...”
i Xue’er was speechless. Why did Little Yan always fail at the crucial mont?
“Everyone, withdraw from the palace imdiately!”
Feng Xiazi and the other border-defense soldiers nodded at once.
Su Linyu and the others did not delay either. They knew full well that Cerberus was not sothing they could fight.
Seeing that everyone was not as stubborn as Jiang Yichen, i Xue’er finally let out a sigh of relief.
“Sleep God, if we cannot get away, be ready to enter a dream at any mont. You can at least hold—”
“Minister i, I do not think we need to act anymore,” Sleep God said, pointing toward the three figures on top of the watchtower.
Hm?
Everyone looked over instinctively.
There, atop the watchtower, Tang Wuji, Chu Ningfeng, and Su Zhan stood with imposing grandeur.
“Dad!” Tang Long lit up with joy. “The three Martial Gods ca to save the day. Who cares if it is so divine beast? We will still beat it to pieces!”
Everyone else also relaxed in spite of themselves. At last, reinforcents from headquarters had arrived.
On top of the watchtower—
“Cerberus? How could it possibly appear within Huaxia’s borders?!”
Confusion showed in Su Zhan’s eyes as he stared at the three-headed hound crowned in hellfire overhead.
Chu Ningfeng also frowned deeply. “A divine beast from the Greek Underworld... I have a feeling this Beast Tide is not as simple as it appears.”
Tang Wuji, however, rely narrowed his eyes. He looked calm, as if he knew sothing.
“Stop guessing. A divine beast is far beyond comparison with a ninth-rank Demonic Beast. We must attack together.”
Su Zhan and Chu Ningfeng both nodded.
“Need my help?” Jiang Yichen asked with a smile, pinching another ninth-rank talisman between his fingers.
Tang Wuji imdiately stepped forward and pressed down his hand. “No need, no need. If you do not need that ninth-rank talisman, Yichen, you can hand it over to the Huaxia Headquarters Museum and show Huaxia’s Talisman Makers the way forward.”
A ninth-rank talisman was far too precious. It was hard to imagine Jiang Yichen using one so casually without the slightest heartache.
Seeing this, Jiang Yichen could only put it away again. “All right, then.”
Tang Wuji finally let out a breath of relief. He, Su Zhan, and Chu Ningfeng blurred into motion and instantly appeared above the golden palace.
Jiang Yichen found the appearance of Cerberus entirely understandable.
Judging from the information dusa had revealed about the divine war, the purpose of the foreign gods in letting Demonic Beasts run rampant through the mortal world was to slaughter the people of Huaxia so that Huaxia’s gods would lose the power of faith and be unable to resurrect.
If that was the case, then sending over a divine beast to control the Beast Tide made perfect sense.
Jiang Yichen looked at Tang Wuji and the other two Martial Gods. This was his first ti seeing a battle at the Martial God level, so it was the perfect chance to observe.
He grabbed a handful of lon seeds and watched while cracking them open.
Chu Ningfeng summoned an eighth-rank longsword, but after a second thought, he realized his opponent was a divine beast. He lowered his head and looked at his son.
“Xingchen, lend your sword to your father for a mont. I will return it afterward.”
Chu Xingchen froze, then looked at the ninth-rank Magical Artifact in his hand, the Dustcrossing Sword, with visible reluctance. Only after hesitating for a while did he throw it over.
“Father, you must give it back.”
To a sword cultivator, a sword was of utmost importance.
Chu Ningfeng caught the Dustcrossing Sword in one hand. Seeing his son’s miserly expression, he could not help rolling his eyes at him.
Tang Wuji looked at him disdainfully. “Old Chu, you have no principles at all. You are even eyeing your own son’s belongings.”
Chu Ningfeng was just about to retort.
Then Tang Wuji waved his hand and directly snatched the ninth-rank Magical Artifact Golden Shield from Tang Long. “Xiaolong, you do not need it anyway. Dad will hold onto it for you first.”
Tang Long: “(=ﾟДﾟ=)”
Chu Ningfeng was speechless. “You shaless live-in son-in-law, you have even fewer principles.”
Tang Wuji was not offended in the least. He only chuckled cheerfully.
Su Zhan shook his head slightly and glanced at Su Linyu.
She imdiately hid the Vermilion Feather Fan behind her back. “No. Brother Yichen gave this to .”
Su Zhan: “...”
Roar!
Suddenly, a world-shaking howl rang out, and a pressure even greater than a Martial God’s swept across the surroundings.
A mass of black mist churned in the sky, and Cerberus’s colossal shadow burst forth from it. Its iron-cast claws crushed the void beneath them, and scarlet ghostfire burst out from the cracks.
The middle head let out the first howl and locked onto dusa below the golden palace.
“dusa, you actually ford a contract with a Huaxia human and beca a human’s slave. You are the sha of Olympus and shall be judged by the Underworld!”
Cerberus stamped one foreclaw through the void. Below, dusa, dressed in a red gown, bent her knees slightly, almost unable to withstand the terrifying pressure.
She had revived ahead of ti. Not even her strength had reached the Demigod level yet, so she was no match for Cerberus at all.
dusa?
A thoughtful look appeared in the eyes of Tang Wuji and the other two. The dusa of the ancient records should not have been this beautiful. She was supposed to be the evil god of Greek mythology.
“So what if I did? I have had enough!” dusa gritted her teeth and resisted the pressure with all her strength. “That vicious woman Athena turned into that hideous form. I endured that tornt for countless ages.”
“My master removed my curse and restored the appearance I had dread of. So what if I beca a slave!”
The ghostfire in Cerberus’s six eyes flared even more fiercely. “Still refusing to repent? Then die!”
It raised one foreclaw and slashed down with force. A streak of claw-light wreathed in hellfire tore toward dusa.
Seeing this from atop the watchtower, Jiang Yichen felt that this ugly mutt was being a little rude.
Even beating a dog required looking at its owner first.
With a thought from him, Bai Ze inside the palace imdiately understood. Endless pale golden divine radiance surged forth and directly erased Cerberus’s attack.
“So it was you!”
Cerberus seed to recognize Bai Ze. “But you still have not recovered to your peak state. You cannot defeat .”
It sneered disdainfully and was just about to attack again when three figures blocked its path.
Chu Ningfeng stood there with sword in hand. “Sorry, but your opponents are us.”
“Sword Like the Wind!”
Simple and direct—the Dustcrossing Sword flashed out, and sword qi transford into a raging gale that tore forward.
Tang Wuji controlled the Golden Shield to protect his body, while twenty-four flying knives danced through space at terrifying speed under the control of Telekinesis.
Su Zhan tapped the void with his cane, and the phantom image of a gigantic chanical clock face materialized beneath his feet.
Everyone below watched without blinking.
This was also their first ti witnessing a battle at the Martial God level.
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