Chapter 180: Night Kill
At dusk, the snowy region demon city had already entered the night one step ahead.
There were no longer any figures on the street, only the cold wind constantly raging and blowing.
Yu Garden was unusually quiet at this time, with no birds chirping or insects buzzing. Only thick snow continuously accumulated on the branches, and the rustling sound of it collapsing when it could no longer bear the weight.
And outside Yu Garden, the looming night spread out slowly like snowflakes.
On the Dengfeng Avenue near the Demon Emperor Palace, the several mansions along the road were brightly lit, with wide open doors, but they were empty, with only the wind and snow constantly pouring in.
Such a scene did not give a festive feeling, but rather a profound sense of oppression.
At this time, Princess Feng Yang passed by these residences and returned to her Princess Mansion. As soon as she walked in, she saw Night Chill sitting in the courtyard, wrapped in a thick robe, boiling tea by the stove.
“That pot of magnolias I brought back for you from the Human Race before, did it not survive in the end?”
Feng Yang heard this and nodded gently: “It was too cold after all, and it was difficult for them to survive even in a greenhouse.”
Night Chill looked at the palace upon hearing this: “If I could go to Kyushu, it wouldn’t be so hard to raise some flowers and plants. But I think it’s better not to fight.”
Night Chill suddenly noticed her medicine box: “Why are you back so late today? Where did you go?”
Feng Yang took off the medicine box and handed it to the maid next to her: “I went to Yu Garden to treat that Human Race named Ji You.” Night Chill looked at Feng Yang in surprise: “I didn’t expect you to care so much about that Human Race?”
Feng Yang was no longer as flustered as she had been in Yu Garden. Recalling what happened today, she couldn't help but frown slightly: “I was somewhat curious about him before, but now I’ve grown to dislike that Human Race a bit.”
“Why is that?”
“That person is a bit frivolous.”
Night Chill: “?”
Feng Yang spoke softly: “I heard before that he once used a sword to cut down a Soldier King of the Barbarian Race in the wilderness, and it was rumored to be miraculous. But after several interactions, I found that he doesn’t understand etiquette, acts eccentrically, and his words are a bit baseless.”
Night Chill couldn't help but chuckle: “I once traveled to Kyushu under the guise of trade, and most of the Human Race I met were like this.”
“Also, he doesn’t cherish his life at all. That hand could clearly heal on its own, I don’t understand why he had to go to such extra trouble?”
“?”
Night Chill didn't quite understand the latter half of the sentence, but he paid particular attention to the first half, thinking to himself, are you disgusted or concerned?
As the two were speaking, for some unknown reason, the snow outside the mansion gate suddenly plunged into a thick darkness without warning.
The two turned their heads simultaneously and discovered that the brightly lit courtyards of the large houses facing the street had suddenly extinguished at the same instant, as if strangled by an invisible force.
The two were slightly stunned, and a trace of confusion flashed in their eyes.
At the same time, on the Guilin Avenue in the inner city, as the lights of those residences extinguished, a rapid and dense sound of footsteps like a sudden downpour rang out, moving swiftly under the dense night.
First one wave, then two waves, three waves—·
Accompanying the footsteps were the sharp Qi that blended into the wind, and the subtly concealed yet faintly emanating boiling Killing Intent, rapidly rushing towards the silent Yu Garden.
In the sound of the wind, the gleaming armor reflected a cold light, and a bloody aura instantly spread.
And accompanying these figures entering the city with the wind were two Yao Race Elders with dull scales and yellow spots on their fangs, who whistled down and stood on the snow.
“Since Your Majesty cannot make a decision, we should relieve Your Majesty’s worries.”
“The Yao Race has waited long enough, and should not wait any longer, should it not?”
“Merit in the present, benefit for a thousand generations, we will be remembered by our Clan members forever.”
“Go, kill!”
The inky night sky pressed down heavily, and the biting wind and snow cut like knives.
The Scale Clan leader and the Fang Clan Chieftain, cloaked in night, suddenly uttered a low sound of ‘kill’. Although not resounding, it pierced into the ears of all the Yao Race members present tonight.
In an instant, dozens of powerful and formidable Qi shot out like arrows from a bowstring, flying towards Yu Garden, carrying a chilling and severe aura, like a black torrent that seemed to want to engulf everything, and the night suddenly boiled at this moment.
Subsequently, from the courtyard to the waterside pavilion, and then to the stone pavilion, the footsteps of the hidden figures were unusually hurried, but not chaotic.
At this moment, the Yao Race deathsworn’s eyes were burning, their vertical pupils flickering. Although enveloped by the cold, the knives in their hands and their hearts were incredibly hot.
As the foremost Yao Race member waved his hand in the night wind, the Yao Race deathsworn, who had been in a bowing posture, instantly drew their knives and rushed straight towards the covered walkway in front of the house.
However, after only a few steps, these fearless Yao Race members suddenly stopped.
Because at this moment, an old man with white hair and beard appeared in the covered walkway, carrying an iron sword, and walked down the steps.
He looked up slightly.
In an instant, an extremely sharp Sword Qi, accompanied by the whistling wind, like a gleaming lightning bolt cutting through the dark night, slashed horizontally towards the covered walkway below, fierce as surging waves.
Amidst the whistling of the sword, blood splattered and sprayed everywhere, falling with a splash into the deep snow, staining the entire white Yu Garden with a dazzling crimson.
At the same time, a huge tremor suddenly came from the right side of the courtyard, like a thunderbolt exploding.
A blaze of fire soared into the sky with an overwhelming force, hot and dazzling, illuminating the deep night, penetrating the thick cold fog, and directly blasting away a group of vanguard Yao soldiers who had rushed into the bamboo forest on the right.
And the snowflakes dancing in the sky were unfortunately affected, instantly melting due to the high temperature, turning into water droplets, making a “sizzling” sound.
However, at this moment, a powerful Qi suddenly rose from under the night, followed by a giant hammer falling from the sky, carrying immense power, smashing down with a roar.
Yan Chuan blocked with his sword held diagonally, and was directly smashed into a tall building in Yu Garden.
In an instant, the tall building in Yu Garden crumbled, bricks and stones flew, and the sound of its collapse echoed like rolling muffled thunder, reverberating for a long time on the long street.
And the large group of Yao Race deathsworn who arrived subsequently also rushed in, and the shouts of killing instantly awakened this long night.
At this moment, the Qi surrounding Yu Garden surged in reverse, and a rumbling roar instantly resounded throughout the land, causing countless Yao Race members living nearby, who were already preparing to sleep, to open their eyes.
“What happened?”
“They’re fighting, it’s Yu Garden—”
“It’s the Human Race, those Human Race envoys are staying in Yu Garden, the Killing Intent is directed at them!”
The Yao Race members living nearby put on their clothes, stomped their feet, and leaped onto the wall. As soon as they landed, they heard shouts of killing surging like a tide, piercing their ears and making them tremble with fear.
What shocked them even more was the snow-covered ground already stained with blood, and the rampant Killing Intent.
The Yao Race can resolve disputes through private duels, which is written into their laws.
But even so, they only fought with their fists, and had never seen such a tragic scene appear in the inner city.
Just then, a giant hammer rose into the air again, striking down fiercely onto the already collapsed structure.
“It’s the Scale Clan’s Profound Demon Realm famous general, Yetuo!”
“It really is him.”
The Yao Race members standing on the wall watching the battle opened their eyes in horror, discussing among themselves, and saw the Scale Clan leader watching this scene at this moment.
This was one of the strongest fighting forces he could mobilize, hidden from the Demon Emperor.
Boom!
As the deathsworn entered, countless Immortal Sect Prodigies suddenly appeared in Yu Garden. The original assassination instantly turned into a chaotic battle where dust and shattered snow flew simultaneously.
And beneath the collapsing tall building, as the war hammer fell once again, a sword light whistled from the collapsing smoke, instantly causing the Scale Clan Demon General’s pupils to constrict.
Clang!
Amidst the sparks, the Demon General holding the war hammer retreated a few steps fiercely, then swung it out again with a powerful strike.
Seeing this scene, the Scale Clan leader and the Fang Clan Chieftain’s expressions instantly turned incredibly gloomy.
Neither of them had been to Kyushu, but as trade between the Human Race and Yao Race increased, various observations and news arrived, and they knew quite a bit about the internal affairs of the Human Race.
In their view, this race had always been selfish.
Cultivators never cared about the life and death of Mortals, only focusing on their own gains and losses or Family interests, with infighting escalating.
Fathers and sons, brothers, sisters, even with blood ties, would not hinder their open and secret struggles.
And the performance of those Human Race Immortal Sect Prodigies who came with the envoy mission this time further confirmed their thoughts.
So they used snowy region demon stone, and even the core of spirit mines, as bait, planning to disperse them through banquets, and then kill all the defenseless envoy members.
In their opinion, those Human Race cultivators did not pay much attention to whether the Human Race and Yao Race would form an Alliance.
This matter should have been seamless, but unexpectedly, after the invitations were sent out, not a single person attended the banquet.
And now, their night raid on Yu Garden was met with a counterattack that seemed to have been prepared in advance. This could not be a coincidence; it could only be that someone had anticipated their moves beforehand. “They set up a formation.”
“Then tell them not to get entangled, and quickly kill the Human Race envoys, even if it’s just one!”
Amidst the towering Qi waves, a figure holding a giant axe leaped into the air. As he soared in the night, his body suddenly grew three feet taller, directly undergoing demonification, and he swooped down towards the West Courtyard.
The moment the giant axe struck down, a blazing iron blade suddenly flew out from under the night, fiercely blocking it.
Amidst the sparks of collision, the powerful Qi directly stirred up the thick accumulated snow again, sweeping around like a storm.
Immediately after, the iron blade, controlled by the whistling Spiritual Qi, landed in the hand of a figure who had arrived through the air.
“Jianrong Demon General is here too—”
“That... that’s the Scale Clan Demon General Nuogao!”
“And the Fang Clan Demon General Xuebai, I saw him from afar at the Fang Clan’s ancestral ceremony!”
At this moment, as more and more Demon General Qi appeared, the entire Yu Garden was filled with fierce collisions.
The Human Race members, who had been responding appropriately just now, were all entangled. Yan Chuan and the Mountain and Sea Pavilion Elder even had to face two opponents alone.
And those Immortal Sect Prodigies fought with the deathsworn of the two clans who disregarded their lives, while also joining forces to battle the Demon Generals. Blades and blood light constantly appeared, their heartstrings stretched to the limit.
Boom!
The loud noise was deafening.
In the night sky, where surging waves and shattered snow rolled, a heavy iron blade slashed down fiercely. Huo Hong, who had also swung his blade to suppress a Yao Race member, blocked in horror. Although his surrounding Spiritual Qi continuously circulated, he was still fiercely sent flying.
At this point, a pale-faced, slender-waisted female Demon General landed with her blade, then swung it forward in a wild slash, clearing the bamboo forest in front of her with a wave of her hand. But she frowned, realizing Huo Hong was nowhere to be seen.
Just then, a soaring Sword Qi rose into the air. Yan Chuan, after fiercely striking down the two Demon Generals in front of him, swung his sword back and forced this female Demon General back ten zhang.
“How can we not even kill one!?”
The Scale Clan leader narrowed his eyes: “They formed a triangular formation among themselves, the older ones leading the younger ones, and they all have each other’s backs.”
The Fang Clan Chieftain clenched his fists, anger rising in his eyes.
Tonight’s original plan was an instantaneous ambush, making it irreversible. Who would have thought they would miss the opportune moment from the very first step, leading to being fiercely dragged into a stalemate?
“Your Majesty hates nothing more than others making decisions for him. I am not afraid of punishment, but I am afraid of failing at the last minute.”
An instantaneous ambush, making it irreversible, could eliminate one answer for His Majesty when he was caught off guard.
But if they failed to kill, it was very likely to push the Demon Emperor towards another answer.
At this moment, the wind and snow continued, and Battle Intent burned like fire.
The Scale Clan leader remained silent, while the Fang Clan Chieftain was slightly startled, feeling a wisp of clear breeze seemingly infiltrating the night beside him.
Among the Human Race, Yao Race, and Barbarian Race, the Human Race is the weakest. Compared to the other two races, the Human Race lacks not only Physical Body strength but also racial talent.
And among the many talents of the Yao Race, some are best at assassination, such as this Demon General named Shu He.
In terms of combat power, his ability would only rank him in the lower tier, but if it were a true fight to the death where superiority and inferiority were decided, he would undoubtedly rank in the top three.
Because he was fast and silent.
Many things become terrifying when taken to the extreme.
Such as his extreme speed and stealth abilities.
In tonight’s situation, killing one was equivalent to killing a group, with no difference. All he needed to do was enter Yu Garden, kill at least one, and preferably kill them all.
At this moment, Shu He was lurking under the night, silently bypassing the fiercely fighting courtyard, dodging countless Sword Qi and blade lights, entering the West Courtyard like a ghost, his short blade radiating a sharp cold light.
He seemed to have smelled the taste of blood and felt the fear emanating from those facing death.
At this moment, Shu He narrowed his eyes, looking through the window at the figures reflected by the flickering candlelight. He subtly gathered strength in his right hand, preparing to reap the lives within the room.
But just then, his scalp suddenly tingled, and his entire being involuntarily tensed up.
His instant instinct made him retreat and leap back without thinking, just as a Spirit Sword whistled by, slashing fiercely down on the spot where he had just stood, cutting a deep gully into the frozen ground.
“?!”
Demon General Shu He was startled in horror, turning his head to see a figure standing on the rooftop, his eyes shining brightly, locked onto his form, those brilliant golden eyes like dazzling Dark Lantern.
