Legend Management Bureau Chapter 364

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In the center of the battlefield, the woman holding water in her left hand and commanding lightning in her right shone with overwhelming brilliance. Completely disregarding the safety of anyone around her, she frantically unleashed the most dangerous offensive spells.

The ten thousand deities she had brought with her scattered the moment they landed, fleeing from her as if a second’s delay would result in their deaths.

Both the immortal beings of Huaxia and the dark monks also kept well away from the two of them, not daring to step closer until the righteous gods of the Department of Thunder and the Dragon King of the East Sea appeared.

Among everyone present, they were part of the very few immortal beings capable of withstanding Medusa’s indiscriminate attacks.

……

Du Yu stood in a corner, lifting his head to stare blankly at the sky.

The battle had been raging for several hours, and the magical clashes between the immortal beings were growing increasingly vicious.

Logically speaking, those with low cultivation bases should not have survived the shockwaves of the initial clash and would have already fallen. Just as great waves wash away the sand, the hundred thousand combatants still surviving on the field should be figures with decent cultivation bases or exceptionally cunning minds.

The survivors were all elites, which would indirectly push the war into the bloody climax of its second phase.

The forces brought by the Mahakala were simply too weak.

They were so weak that Du Yu felt having this many immortal beings band together to resist them almost seemed like bullying.

This sense of incongruity lingered constantly in his mind, instinctively putting him on high alert.

He knew that the Mahakala was absolutely capable of much more than this.

They had launched countless invasions in the past, and without a single exception, they had purged the entire Immortal Realm every time.

But how exactly had they accomplished that?

Just by relying on these amateurish dark monks?

And those few experts who could be counted on one hand?

If the Mahakala truly had a trump card, why had he remained completely motionless?

Ever since his descent, this giant dark Buddha had kept his eyes half-closed, sitting in the center of the battlefield chanting scriptures as if the entire war had nothing to do with him.

The only difference from before was that the scriptures the Mahakala chanted were becoming increasingly incomprehensible.

Some of the Ten Great Disciples had already fallen, yet he had not lifted a finger to save them.

The Eighteen Arhats were also embroiled in bitter struggles, yet he paid them no mind.

His hundred thousand followers were being slaughtered and forced back step by step by heavenly generals, crab generals, Greek deities, and Fusang yokai, yet his eyes remained half-closed.

What was he waiting for?

Could there still be some turning point in this war?

If the Mahakala truly possessed heaven-defying abilities, shouldn’t he have used them right at the start?

If he waited until all the dark monks before him were dead and the Heavenly Venerables and Almighty Cultivators freed up their hands, wouldn’t they just swarm him together?

“This is far too suspicious…” Du Yu narrowed his eyes, gazing in the direction of the Mahakala. “What are you plotting?”

“Du Yu! Watch your back!” Xiao Qi’s voice transmission rang out in his ears.

Du Yu trusted Xiao Qi unconditionally. Upon hearing those words, he did not hesitate for even a second, immediately diving forward into a roll.

At almost the exact same moment, a deafening explosion erupted from the very spot he had just been standing on.

Smoke billowed into the air, and sand and gravel went flying.

“You got some nerve, trying to ambush me!” Du Yu whipped around, instantly gathering his various powers as he cautiously observed the situation.

As the smoke cleared, the silhouette of a man was revealed.

Du Yu scoffed coldly. He was just about to charge forward and strike the man dead when he suddenly froze.

“Huh?”

When the smoke fully dissipated, the man was completely stunned as well.

“Eh?”

The one who had attacked Du Yu was none other than the Great Emperor of Eastern Mount Tai.

The two of them stared at each other in dumbfounded shock, making the atmosphere rather bizarre for a moment.

“This… Eastern Emperor?” Du Yu blinked. “What are you doing?”

The Great Emperor of Eastern Mount Tai also looked at the person before him with utter confusion. “Du Yu? What… what are you doing here?”

“I…” Du Yu started to speak, but his brows furrowed together. “What do you mean, ‘what am I doing here’?”

“Am I losing my mind?” The Great Emperor of Eastern Mount Tai looked at his own palm in puzzlement, then looked back at Du Yu. “No, what this Emperor means is…”

Sensing something was wrong, Du Yu subconsciously took a step back.

Could the Eastern Emperor be the mole?

But was that even possible?

During He Suoyi’s rebellion, he had cleared himself of suspicion under Horse Face’s Nine-Turn Spirit-Cleansing Whip. How could he possibly be the mole now?

He should have been the absolute last person in the entire Underworld to rebel.

Then why would he attack him?

Judging by the sheer force of that strike, if Du Yu had not dodged, he would have been severely injured, if not outright killed.

The Eastern Emperor’s expression looked incredibly conflicted. After hesitating for a moment, he said to Du Yu, “I am truly sorry… This Emperor might have ‘seen things wrong’…”

He turned around with a bewildered look on his face, seemingly intending to leave.

Du Yu wanted to say something, but the words caught in his throat like a fishbone; he simply could not bring himself to speak.

Suddenly, the Eastern Emperor whipped his head back around, glaring viciously at Du Yu. “No! It is you! So that is how it is!! You were tricking me!!”

“What?!” Du Yu hurriedly retreated several steps. “I… I tricked you?”

Without another word, metal-attribute spiritual energy condensed in the Eastern Emperor’s hands as he lunged straight toward Du Yu.

The Eastern Emperor was a Great Luo Golden Immortal after all. In that split second, Du Yu did not even have the time to invoke an Evil Ghost possession.

Just as the Eastern Emperor was about to strike him, a single white strand shot down from the sky, wrapping perfectly around Du Yu’s waist.

Before Du Yu could even process what was happening, he was forcefully yanked away, narrowly dodging the lethal blow.

He turned his head to find a young man with flowing white hair standing before him. To his shock, it was the Great Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu, whom he had met once before.

It was he who had sent out a strand of hair to pull Du Yu to safety at the critical moment.

“Come with me!”

The Northern Emperor reached out, grabbing Du Yu’s wrist and dragging him into a rapid flight through the air.

“What the hell is going on?!” Du Yu demanded in confusion. “What are you doing?!”

“I am saving you,” the Northern Emperor replied coldly. His expression remained as icy and gloomy as always, completely unreadable.

“Saving me?” Du Yu furrowed his brows. “Do you know what’s happening?”

The Northern Emperor cast a brief sidelong glance at Du Yu. “I do not, but I sensed that someone wanted your life.”

As if realizing something, Du Yu exerted a little force and shook off the Northern Emperor’s grip.

The two came to a halt, hovering in midair.

“What is it?” The Northern Emperor turned around, looking at Du Yu. “Do you not trust me?”

“Northern Emperor, you said someone wants my life…” Du Yu kept a safe distance, probing carefully. “How can I be sure that you aren’t the one who ‘wants my life’?”

The Northern Emperor let out a faint sigh. “Because killing you holds no meaning for me.”

Du Yu pondered this for a moment before asking again, “If you truly wanted to save me, why didn’t you step in and stop the Eastern Emperor? Why take me away instead?”

Taking a slow step forward, the Northern Emperor replied, “Because killing him holds no meaning for me either.”

Du Yu felt that the man in front of him was simply too unfathomable. Thus, keeping his composure outwardly, he silently called out in his mind, ‘Xiao Qi, check if there are any powerful figures nearby. See if they can come provide backup.’