Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 501 - 484: Regeneration Mutation
To focus on sending reinforcements in the midst of a stalemate is often more effective than waging an all-out war. The Underworld God Army's Legion Commander, Qian Yuye, executed this strategy to perfection. Thus, when Ming Liekuang discovered that the Netherworld Venerate, the supreme authority the Underworld God Army had painstakingly supported for hundreds of thousands of years, had been stolen, he was furious but not irrational. After notifying another cave where the Underworld God Army was stationed, he personally led his forces to the Myriad Demons Palace.
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The Underworld God Army in the other cave numbered over ten thousand, much fewer than the division guarding the Netherworld Venerate's physical body. This cave was originally intended for crafting weapons for the Netherworld Venerate. As the Venerate's weapons had been completed tens of thousands of years ago, the cave now housed just over ten thousand Underworld God soldiers and two captains, whose duties included guarding the Netherworld Venerate's weapons and researching ways to augment the Venerate's power.
Upon receiving Ming Liekuang's command, this contingent of over ten thousand soldiers set out on the third day. Along with them, they carried the specially crafted weapons for the Netherworld Venerate. Their goal was to serve as a support force. Should Commander Qian Yuye and Ming Liekuang's standoff with the enemy persist, they would use the formidable weapons of the Netherworld Venerate to break into enemy lines, catching the foes in a pincer attack led by Qian Yuye's forces to crush them. Therefore, when Qian Yuye noticed that his Underworld God soldiers mysteriously vanished after death, he sent out a decisive order. Early ambushes by the well-hidden forces of more than ten thousand Underworld God soldiers attacked the Ferocious Beasts from behind, using the mighty weapons of the Netherworld Venerate to cause extensive damage.
The arrival of these eager and ready reinforcements infused the faltering Underworld God Army with a much-needed breath of life. However, the rampaging army of Ferocious Beasts remained overpoweringly ferocious, and a quick resolution of the battle between the two forces was not on the horizon.
Meanwhile, the ten thousand strong Ghost Army led by Ming Wanjie had caught up with the ranks of Myriad Demons Country. Faced with the approaching vast Ghost Army, the people of Myriad Demons Country couldn't help feeling a chill; yet, against the menacing Ghost Army, Ling Weiyang was not just unafraid—he was utterly at ease. While looking over at the people from the five forces behind the Ghost Army, a smile appeared on Ling Weiyang's face as he called out loudly, "May I ask, who is the leader among you?"
On seeing Ling Weiyang's demeanor, Ming Wanjie turned to the people beside him. Whether it was Ling Yi from the Fangcun Spirit Realm or Ghost Jade from the Canglan River Realm, they all nodded at him. Ming Wanjie then stepped forward and declared boldly, "I am Ming Wanjie, from the Netherworld World, the Underworld!" Ling Weiyang bowed respectfully from afar and said, "Ming Wanjie, your renowned name precedes you. And today, meeting you in person indeed proves your formidable reputation. This Ghost Army of thousands is quite the headache for me. Thus, after much deliberation, I have decidedly no intention of withstanding your grand army with merely thirty or so from Myriad Demons Country."
Raising his hand in return acknowledgment, Ming Wanjie replied evenly, "Then I would ask you, Lord Ling Weiyang, to surrender immediately. I believe we could grant you a whole corpse. Otherwise, you're certainly headed for a fate where a myriad of ghosts will devour your body." Ling Weiyang smiled again and said, "No, no. Indeed, I'd rather not engage your Ghost Army. But even less do I wish to die. Hence, I've thought of another solution!"
"Oh? I wonder what brilliant plan Lord Ling Weiyang might have," Ming Wanjie had barely finished speaking when Ling Weiyang, still wearing a smile, just watched him. In that instant, Ming Wanjie felt a sudden, chilling premonition, as though being watched by a vicious serpent lurking in the shadows. But before he could understand where this premonition came from, he suddenly felt a forceful breeze from behind, followed by a cold voice that whispered in his ear: "This plan, is to kill you!" As soon as the voice spoke, Ming Wanjie felt a sharp pain in his chest, then all strength rapidly drained from his body. With the last of his energy, he looked down to see his heart's previous location was now empty.
As Ming Wanjie looked down, the world seemed to spin wildly—as if it had turned upside down. Of course, the world had not flipped; his sensation was due to his head being severed and tumbling to the ground with a metallic clang. In that fleeting moment, Ming Wanjie's mind went blank; the last voice he heard, unclear whose it was, resonated in his fading consciousness, seeming to ask: "Zhibei? How dare you?"
Zhibei? Was it Zhibei of the Myriad Gods Hall who ambushed me? Could he be a sleeper agent for Myriad Demons Country? Have I, Ming Wanjie, met my end?
As his thoughts solidified and his senses drifted away, the boundless darkness soon descended. The First Lord of Netherworld World's Inner City, Ming Wanjie, perished.
And the one who made the move was none other than Zhibei of the Myriad Gods Hall, the Divine Oracle Zhibei!
Just as Ming Wanjie had asked Ling Weiyang that question, the people behind him saw only a blur before their eyes, and when they looked again, Ming Wanjie's head had already separated from his body. Because he died so abruptly, after his head fell to the ground, his body still stood in its original place. In the area of his heart at his back, a transparent hole had appeared, and the others could even see the smiling Ling Weiyang through that large hole behind Ming Wanjie.
What was happening at this moment? The Divine Oracle Zhibei from the Myriad Gods Hall, could he also be a traitor? Could he be from the Myriad Demons Country? But how was that possible? That was this generation's Zhibei, Lord Zhibei himself. Who was Zhibei? He was the one who, in the great war a million years ago, helped Lord Pioneer to strategize and ultimately achieve victory. Would such a descendant of that great figure, this generation's Zhibei, possibly be an undercover agent? How could he possibly do such a thing?
Luckily, Po Jun from the Myriad Gods Hall was not among them, for if he had seen Zhibei betraying not only the Myriad Gods Hall but everyone, who knows what Po Jun would have felt. Initially, the Myriad Gods Hall had already suffered a heavy blow when Bai Yi and Possession Li took control of three people and triggered an explosion. Later, they were further attacked by Ming Wanjie, resulting in grievous losses for the Myriad Gods Hall, leaving only a few who were capable of fighting. And after that, He Tu returned, but before Po Jun could rejoice, He Tu suddenly made his move and killed Fengxi.
In that instant, Po Jun felt like his heart was being carved by a knife, but now, with only him and Zhibei left in the Myriad Gods Hall, Zhibei had once again betrayed them and even murdered Ming Wanjie from Huangquan World. How could Po Jun accept this? Why was the Myriad Gods Hall plagued with such suffering?
After killing Ming Wanjie, Zhibei, instead of immediately fleeing, extended his right hand and tapped the void repeatedly, and three copper coins suddenly flew in from afar. The Nine-Destruction Copper Coins, these were what led to Ming Wanjie's downfall. Just a moment ago, Zhibei shattered Ming Wanjie's heart with two Nine-Destruction Copper Coins and, fearing it wasn't safe, used a third copper coin to sever Ming Wanjie's head from his neck.
After killing Ming Wanjie and retrieving the three Nine-Destruction Copper Coins, Zhibei immediately crouched down and, as if no one else was present, began searching for something on Ming Wanjie's body. Seeing Zhibei's actions, the crowd behind him was filled with both shock and anger. Zhibei was being outrageous; after killing Ming Wanjie as an undercover agent, not only did he not attempt to flee immediately but started searching his body for something. Such behavior truly deserved to be torn into a thousand pieces.
The first to act were Du Tianyang, Zhan Yunyi, and Shang Sheng from the Netherworld World. Since Old Wang, the Evil Monarch, and Xi Zhao had defected from the Netherworld World, the three of them harbored an intense hatred for such undercover agents. Furthermore, Zhibei had killed Ming Wanjie of their Netherworld World, so after their initial shock, all three of them made their moves simultaneously, attacking Zhibei from three different directions with full force.
Yet, Zhibei continued to search intently, completely ignoring the attacks from the three. The first to reach him was the Unicorn Demon Dragon Spear in Du Tianyang's hands, but just as the spear tip was about to pierce Zhibei's back, Zhibei, along with Ming Wanjie's body, shifted three feet to the side, deftly avoiding the spear. Then came Shang Sheng's attack from left to right, which Zhibei dodged by bending down with Ming Wanjie's body, and after that, no matter how the three attacked, Zhibei narrowly avoided each assault.
Finally, Zhibei's face lit up with joy as he found a ring on Ming Wanjie's right hand. On that ring was a pattern resembling a palace that seemed to have been shrunk countless times. Upon closer inspection, it was the Underworld! (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it with a recommendation ticket or monthly pass at Starting Point ). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
