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Chapter 2256 - 646: Chaotic Battle (Part 3)

As soon as the words fell, a high, piercing dragon roar rang through the dark tunnel. Right after, a massive azure dragon circled once in midair, its gigantic head crashing toward all directions with a howling gale. In an instant, the originally not-so-spacious underground cavern was blasted to more than twice its size.

The Azure Dragon was very pleased with its handiwork; it freely circled once in the now-roomy cavern, then dove down toward An Zhifeng and the others.

At the same time, a gigantic Xuanwu stepped out from within the light. Its whole body was pitch-black, a dark serpent coiled around its turtle shell, eyes deep and abyssal, looking utterly terrifying.

With every step it took, the ground quivered faintly. Cao Xiaosha and the others tried to attack it with hot weapons, but that turtle body was like copper skin and iron bones; it didn’t even show a single trace of blood.

"Damn! What kind of freak is this?!" Cao Xiaosha cursed, and with a leap was about to climb onto the Xuanwu’s back.

Who would have thought that the giant serpent coiled around the Xuanwu suddenly straightened its tail, opened its bloody maw, and lunged at Cao Xiaosha. Cao Xiaosha was midair and had no way to dodge the serpent’s strike, forced to watch helplessly as that reeking blood-filled mouth bit toward him.

At this moment, a small figure suddenly flashed in front of him, throwing a punch at the serpent.

"You little punk, get back here!" Cao Xiaosha landed on the ground and looked up, his soul nearly scared out of his body. Xiao Hei, whose size wasn’t even as big as one of the Xuanwu’s heads, was actually standing on the turtle shell, face frosty with killing intent as he stared at the dark serpent. Having taken a punch from Xiao Hei, the serpent clearly grew more violent; it let out a low roar and shot forward like an arrow.

Cao Xiaosha scrambled to his feet, wanting to rush in, but the serpent was too fast—he simply couldn’t make it in time.

It’s over!

His heart went cold; Cao Xiaosha could already picture Xiao Hei being swallowed by the serpent.

However, just as the serpent lunged up in front of Xiao Hei, a translucent dark barrier suddenly appeared before him, blocking the serpent. At the same time, Xiao Hei, dressed in a dark short-sleeved shirt and shorts, abruptly began emanating black mist all over his body. Then, with an earth-shaking low roar, the small figure vanished.

"Da—damn, damn, damn!" Seeing the giant thing that suddenly appeared in front of him, Cao Xiaosha’s feet stumbled and he almost fell flat on the ground.

Xiao Hei was gone, replaced by a Xuanwu even larger than Anpei Lan’s Shi Shen by a whole size. Its body was entirely black, its four limbs covered in dark scales that gleamed with a cold light. Coiled tightly around the solid turtle shell was a massive serpent, likewise covered in dark scales. The serpent had a pair of golden eyes, and wherever its gaze fell sent chills down the spine.

Compared to that little thing Anpei Lan had, this was what you called a true Divine Beast Xuanwu!

The Xuanwu that Xiao Hei had transformed into flicked the giant serpent on his back hard, and the smaller creature pinned underneath him was swatted into the wall, stuck there for quite a while before it could pry itself free. He slowly turned around, those golden eyes staring coldly at Anpei Lan. In those golden pupils, Anpei Lan’s shock and disbelief were clearly reflected.

At the very moment Xiao Hei revealed his true form for the first time, Long Zixuan also moved.

A dragon roar that compelled worship slowly rang from his throat. The Azure Dragon that was striking at the Thirteen Blood Generals suddenly froze, then flew down from midair and crawled miserably on the ground, trembling.

With the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon here, who would dare not submit?!

"A mere little Azure Dragon dares to run wild? Get back where you came from!" Long Zixuan’s voice grew deep and resonant, laced with Dragon Qi that made the Azure Dragon shake uncontrollably.

Tears squeezed out from the corners of the Azure Dragon’s eyes; without a second thought, it spun around and darted behind Anpei Lan to hide. Anpei Lan was still immersed in the shock brought by the Xuanwu; now seeing his own Shi Shen Azure Dragon scared into such a state, he was even more stunned.

He wasn’t the only one startled—Xiao Yu and the people of the Hanyu Sect were all shaken.

Since when did An Yiqing have so many powerhouses at her side? A Divine Beast Xuanwu was actually following her as well! Could the Hanyu Sect really subdue someone like this? Could Xiao Yu really marry her back?

Xiao Yu’s face was dark, undercurrents surging in his eyes. He fixed his gaze on An Yiqing, who was currently fighting with The Church’s people, his expression complicated.

Xiao Yu’s stare was too scorching; An Yiqing naturally felt it. But this man was her enemy, and his Shimen were all her enemies!

Don’t worry, once I finish off The Church, it’ll be your turn!

In the vast underground cavern, forces from all four sides were locked in chaotic battle. The Church and Anpei Lan’s group formed one side, the Hanyu Sect another, and An Yiqing and Gu Yelin another. Over a hundred people at the core of Lemin Mountain’s crust were engaged in a hundred-man melee!

No one noticed that in the lava core more than five thousand meters below the crustal horizon, changes had begun.

Suddenly, the ground started shaking violently. Everyone who was fighting halted, baffled.

"Mr. Anpei, what’s going on?" Patch wiped the blood off his face and asked coldly.

Anpei Lan’s brows knit tightly together. He lowered his head, staring at the trembling ground, a growing unease welling up in his heart.

"Did you hear something?" someone suddenly asked weakly.

"Sounds like it’s coming from below..."

They all held their breath, and a faint sound entered their ears. It was like the roar of surging waves, rumbling without end, as though something was about to burst through a sluice gate and pour out in a torrent.

"This is bad!" Anpei Lan’s face changed drastically. "The lava is about to erupt!"

Panic flashed across the crowd. Lemin Mountain was a dormant active volcano; if it erupted, they would be the first to burn to death!

"Impossible! Lemin Mountain has been asleep for hundreds of years!" Patch couldn’t believe it, his voice breaking into a shriek.

"What’s impossible about it?!" An Yiqing suddenly snapped coldly. She had originally found things strange, and now she finally understood. Nuan Yin had been slumbering here for several hundred years, and the last time Lemin Mountain erupted was four hundred years ago. That period just happened to coincide with the first time Nuan Yin appeared at Lemin Mountain. If her guess was right, Nuan Yin’s slumber and awakening would both trigger volcanic eruptions!

"We don’t have time to argue. Anyone who wants to live, move now!" With that, An Yiqing turned and ran, taking her people with her.

Xiao Yu watched her back, then waved his hand. "Retreat!"

"Mr. Patch, we’ll talk after we get out." Anpei Lan said, then turned and left with the Anpei Family’s Onmyoji.

Patch and Ossero exchanged a glance, an unreadable look in their eyes.

This was a perfect opportunity, wasn’t it?

He shot The Church’s people a look, and the group swarmed forward like a hive of bees. Together, they surrounded An Yiqing and the others, cutting off their path.

"What do you think you’re doing?" An Yiqing’s gaze turned cold.

"Miss An, if you wish to live, hand over the Purple-Gold Blood Emperor. Otherwise, for the sake of the great His Holiness the Pope, I’ll make sure you stay here." Patch said icily.

An Yiqing let out a cold laugh, and before she could speak, a voice filled with frost rang out, and a figure streaked toward Patch.

"In your dreams!"

Gu Yelin seized Patch by the throat, plowed through layer after layer of obstruction, and slammed him against the wall. Strangled, Patch’s face flushed bright red, his hand gripping a cross.

"Patch Orwell has long been prepared to offer his life to God! An Yiqing and the Purple-Gold Blood Emperor consort with one another, embodiments of darkness—I will keep her here for the great God!" As he spoke, he began chanting loudly.

Orwell and the other members of The Church, seeing this, also halted and started to chant at the top of their lungs.

An Yiqing watched coldly, secretly cursing that old bastard the Pope for having quite the talent for brainwashing—so many people were eager to ascend to bliss ahead of schedule!

"Zixuan, get everyone out." she said, turning her head.

"Sister An..." Long Zixuan’s face was full of disapproval.

"Do as I say!" An Yiqing’s expression was like ice, her heart burning with anxiety. No one knew when the lava would erupt—she couldn’t let her brothers die with her.

Looking at the resolve and faint plea in An Yiqing’s eyes, Long Zixuan clenched his teeth hard. Golden light flashed, and a Purple-Gold giant dragon manifested.

With a sweep of its tremendous dragon might, the screaming Thirteen Blood Generals were all wrapped up and dragged toward the exit of the tunnel.