strictlysupreme Chapter 235 Qiongqi
Chapter 235 Qiongqi
The surrounding walls vanished, replaced by towering trees that blocked out the sky. Before her eyes lay broken trees, lying haphazardly on the ground.
Yun Fuzhao stood in the middle of these fallen trees, and the ground beneath her feet trembled violently.
Alarm bells rang in her mind. Yun Fuzhao stepped onto Wuji, wanting to fly away from this place. However, she had only risen two meters when she crashed into an invisible barrier, as if a huge boulder weighing a thousand pounds was pressing down on her shoulders.
She suddenly fell from Wuji.
A dark mass of figures rushed towards her with overwhelming force.
The earth trembled, and dust flew everywhere.
Yun Fuzhao saw a group of spirit beasts with bloodshot eyes. They seemed to have gone mad, and nothing could stop their advance.
Her heart was pounding at nearly 180 beats per minute as she desperately tried to dodge the spirit beasts in the confined space.
In this situation, confronting them head-on is tantamount to suicide.
In a short while, Yun Fuzhao's body was covered with wounds of all sizes.
No wonder the Mahayana practitioners avoided this at all costs; there's definitely some truth to it.
[Yun Family Brigade 5, Ziqian: These spirit beasts are acting strangely; they seem to be after you.]
That's right, whichever direction Yun Fuzhao runs in, these spirit beasts will chase after her.
[Yun Family Brigade 3, Ren Chensheng: Historically, beast tides have always rushed in one direction, never targeting her like this.]
I have a bold guess: could these spirit beasts be acting under some kind of command?
Just as a seventh-grade spirit beast was about to collide with her, the jade pendant on her wrist revealed its true form. The earth-shattering dragon roar momentarily halted the frenzied spirit beasts.
However, the next second, they rushed towards Yun Fuzhao without any regard for anything else.
Jiaoyu was, after all, a dragon, and these spirit beasts could do nothing to him.
He spewed ghostly fire, and the scorching flames burned the spirit beasts that approached them to ashes.
"not bad."
A deep male voice rang out from all around, reaching her ears like a 360-degree sound system.
Yun Fuzhao gripped her sword tightly, casually wiping the blood from her face, and spoke into the void: "Who are you?"
"You dare ask my name?"
The running spirit beasts suddenly quieted down, stopped, and sat obediently in place.
The spirit beasts behind them spontaneously parted and respectfully lowered their heads.
A huge black figure slowly emerged from the deep, dense forest.
It was enormous, entirely black, like a giant lion, with a pair of enormous black wings spread out behind it. With each step it took, huge craters were left in the ground.
[He Yu, 4th Guard of the Yun Family Brigade: This appearance... it's a bit like...]
[Yun Family Brigade 3, Hong Ziqing: -- Qiongqi.]
Upon seeing this term, Yun Fuzhao's eyes widened in surprise.
Qiongqi is one of the four ferocious beasts.
If she remembered correctly, Yu Ze had once said that the Brahma Palace in the Demon Realm was built using the skeleton of Qiongqi.
Wasn't it dead a long time ago? How come it's here again?
"Are you the only dragon left?"
The spirit beast stared intently at Jiaoyu, its eyes gleaming with interest. "She's just a little creature who hasn't even grown all her feathers yet."
Feeling utterly humiliated, Jiaoyu's crimson eyes blazed with murderous intent. "Who exactly are you?"
"I?"
The spirit beast's enormous wings fluttered, and it slowly said, word by word, "Qiongqi. The culprit who once destroyed the dragon race."
Yun Fuzhao had read the novel's descriptions of the Four Fiends and the Dragon Clan. According to the records, the Four Fiends were clearly suppressed by the Dragon Clan.
Now it has the audacity to claim that it has slaughtered all the dragons.
As the only surviving dragon, Jiaoyu knew nothing about his ancestors, but the noble blood flowing in his veins told him that dragons were born to be kings, so how could they possibly be defeated by him?
Jiaoyu: "Words are no proof."
Qiongqi scoffed, "Believe it or not. But," its eyes slowly rolled, its gaze landing on Yun Fuzhao, "you were once a powerful overlord who dominated the Six Realms, and now you've fallen so low as to be someone's dog?"
Yun Fuzhao was a little annoyed. What kind of talk was that? What kind of talk was that?
“Human,” Qiongqi stared at her, “I have reappeared in the world and am in a good mood. I have decided to give you a chance to choose how you die.”
Before Yun Fuzhao could speak, Jiaoyu said first, "She is my master. If you want to harm her, you should ask for my opinion first."
"What's the rush? Did I say I would let you go?" Qiongqi rubbed its claws excitedly. "It's been too long; I've almost forgotten the taste of dragon blood..."
Jiaoyu could no longer restrain itself and lunged at its throat with its sharp claws.
Two ancient divine beasts intertwined, their power overwhelming, causing the surrounding space to tremble as if being torn apart.
As if guided, the lingering spirit beasts continued to charge towards Yun Fuzhao.
What grudge could there be?
Yun Fuzhao wiped away a tear of bitterness, having no choice but to confront these spirit beasts head-on.
With his body bruised and battered, Yun Fuzhao's patience finally ran out. This is never going to end, is it?
She gripped Wuji tightly, and her sword strikes rained down like a torrential downpour.
The spirit beasts that approached her had their heads severed, and before they could even catch their breath, another wave rushed up.
"Tsk, tsk."
A voice, tinged with amusement, rang out, "Why have you made yourself look so pathetic?"
The familiarity of the voice sent chills down her spine.
Queyu.
He's everywhere.
Yun Fuzhao immediately stepped aside and turned her head to look. Que Yu was staring at her with a smile.
"Was it you who caused that wolf pack incident?"
Que Yu raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. "What, are you trying to smear me?"
Yun Fuzhao didn't believe him. "If it wasn't you, how come you're here again?"
Que Yu glanced at the group of spirit beasts eyeing her menacingly behind her. "Are you sure you want to discuss this with me at this critical moment?"
Having barely dodged the spirit beast's attack, Yun Fuzhao's expression turned grave. Now she was caught in a pincer movement.
That damned Qiongqi was really targeting her. Que Yu, a grown woman, was standing right there, and those spirit beasts didn't even look at her, only attacking her.
With a quick glance, Yun Fuzhao charged straight at Que Yu, his smile deepening. How cunning!
“He said,” Yun Fuzhao said to the spirit beast, “If you want to kill me, you must step over his corpse.”
Que Yu: "..."
The group of spirit beasts tilted their heads and thought for a moment. A few of them actually believed it and raised their sharp claws to pounce on him.
Que Yu stood motionless, and just as the sharp claws were about to pierce his eyes, the ferocious spirit beast exploded into a bloody mist in an instant.
Even the hem of his clothes didn't flutter.
Yun Fuzhao: "Pretending to be dead."
Seeing their companion killed so easily, the spirit beasts were momentarily wary of the man.
They hesitated for a moment, then bypassed him and continued their attack on Yun Fuzhao.
Very good, you know how to pick on the weak.
Enraged, she unleashed boundless potential in an instant, her eyes red as she engaged in a fierce battle with these cowardly spirit beasts.