Legend Management Bureau Chapter 321

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Seeing Du Yu and the others join the battle, Yinglong’s expression changed slightly, and he actually began to slowly retreat.

Du Yu accurately caught Yinglong’s subtle movement. He flashed to his side and declared, “Big Dragon, even if you leave, you won’t be able to escape. You might as well fight to the death with us.”

Exposed on the spot, Yinglong looked a bit embarrassed. But he was truly afraid. Not only did every single one of these monks possess an extremely high level of cultivation, but they also carried an aura of absolute determination, completely unafraid of death.

What normal person who had reached such a high level of cultivation wouldn’t cherish their own life?

Du Yu also knew his request might be a bit too much for Yinglong. After all, this matter had nothing to do with him in the first place; Du Yu had forcefully dragged him into this battlefield.

On the surface, he really did feel a bit apologetic toward the dragon. But thinking about it again, even if Yinglong didn’t intervene, these monks would still throw the entire world into chaos. When that happened, let alone Yinglong himself, it was hard to say whether Dragon Ancestor Island would even still exist.

Yinglong’s massive body shifted. He was somewhat conflicted now. If he couldn’t even defeat these evil men on his own, what difference would a few Rogue Immortals make?

Du Yu stopped talking to Yinglong. Instead, he circulated his energy, utilizing a ghost-like movement technique to charge forward and engage the monks in close combat.

Seeing Du Yu approach, the monks naturally flared with murderous intent. After all, the opportunity to complete their mission was right before their eyes.

Du Yu naturally knew this principle, but the enemy’s offensive was incredibly fierce. It was no wonder a mere two hundred people could force the entire Yan-Huang Alliance into such a bitter struggle.

Behind the monks, black Arhats manifested through Illusion Transformation, and every single strike carried the force of thunder, forcing Du Yu into a steady retreat.

“It seems that fighting without calling upon Xing Tian to possess me is indeed a bit taxing…”

Du Yu carefully weighed the pros and cons, knowing that even if he invited Xing Tian to possess him, it would bring trouble.

After all, if he used Xing Tian’s power to kill the monks here, his own vitality would be severely drained. What would he do about the upcoming Nuwa Repairs the Sky legend? What about the final battle in five days?

With this in mind, Du Yu could only rely on Zhongli Chun’s movement techniques and physical strength, barely weaving through the monks. If an opportunity arose, he would launch a single attack; if not, he would continue to circle and stall.

Liu Ling was right. The ultimate goal of their assault was merely to delay the enemy, not to risk their lives in a death match.

To Du Yu’s surprise, Yinglong seemed to have made a resolute decision. The massive beast actually rejoined the battlefield, unleashing his full firepower and casting a barrage of terrifying spells.

Du Yu took a closer look and realized that each of these spells required a substantial amount of casting time. Naturally, Yinglong hadn’t been able to use them when fighting alone earlier.

“You ants! As long as you protect this Ancestor, I guarantee these charred lumps of coal will die without a burial place!” Yinglong spewed a massive amount of dragon breath, appearing to gather energy for a devastating spell.

“Got it,” Du Yu snorted coldly, stepping directly in front of Yinglong to block the enemy.

He turned his head and saw that the situation on Xie Yujiao’s side was equally tragic. Over twenty monks had them completely surrounded, and their group could only barely defend themselves by standing back-to-back.

Countless streaks of black Buddha light flashed. This sight made Du Yu mutter to himself. He thought, ‘If these Five Hundred Arhats already possess such divine abilities, what about the Eighteen Arhat Venerables? What about He Suoyi?’

He wondered if, back when Lady Houtu fought against He Suoyi, the man had also been a massive Buddha.

“Du Yu, watch out!” Liu Ling bellowed, snapping Du Yu out of his daze.

Du Yu whipped his head around, only to see a fat monk twisting his pitch-black body as he flew straight at him. The monk’s hands had grown abnormally large, and he was roaring, “Mind Purification!”

“Hah!” Du Yu held nothing back. Roaring fiercely, he thrust both fists forward, unleashing a hundred percent of Zhongli Chun’s power.

The two exchanged blows, and the fat monk instantly fell into a disadvantage.

However, in that moment, Du Yu also realized that the bodies of these monks were exceptionally tough. If he relied solely on his fists, killing them would be utterly impossible.

Right then, Liu Ling appeared like a phantom. With a light wave of his sleeve, he smoothly sliced the monk’s head clean off.

“I’m fine…” Du Yu shook his head slightly. “Although we won’t die anytime soon, it’s a pity we can’t win either.”

Before them, the monks had split into three groups. Under the command of the lead monk, apart from attacking Du Yu and Xie Yujiao, they dispatched another squad to assault Yinglong.

Yinglong’s gigantic body was like a massive target on this battlefield. Incoming spells from all directions bombarded him relentlessly.

Though Yinglong let out a few wails of pain, he continued to hold a majestic power in his mouth, steadily accumulating his tremendous dragon breath.

Neither Du Yu nor Liu Ling were capable of unleashing ranged spells to begin with, making it even harder for them to protect the colossal Yinglong.

“Xiao Qi, what’s the situation ‘over there’?” Du Yu asked anxiously.

Xiao Qi turned her head to look. Near Buzhou Mountain, countless Immortal Beings were launching an assault on the peak.

The monks had deployed a Cultivation Method similar to a Golden Bell Shield, enveloping their bodies in protective barriers. They didn’t even spare a glance at the Immortal Beings, pouring all their focus into ensuring the mountain didn’t collapse.

The Immortal Beings alternated between attacking the invulnerable monks and hurling countless spells at Buzhou Mountain. However, whether it was the mountain itself or the black-clad monks, they all appeared exceptionally resilient. Breaking through their defenses in a short amount of time seemed impossible.

To everyone’s surprise, the two sides had reached a complete stalemate.

“Things aren’t looking good…” Xiao Qi murmured. “Are there any other options?”

“What about ‘Saint’?!” Du Yu retorted in frustration. “Expecting me to come up with an idea from over here is asking way too much! Isn’t ‘Saint’ right there at the scene?!”

“Sister Qianqiu told me not to tell you… Actually, ‘Saint’ is…”

Xiao Qi gave Du Yu a brief recap of what had just happened, and the details made his hair stand on end.

“‘Saint’ almost died?!”

“Yeah.”

“That idiot… I was counting on him to help out during the legend of Nuwa Repairs the Sky, but who would have thought he’d put his own life on the line right away?” Though Du Yu cursed him verbally, his eyes were filled with deep concern. “We just teamed up, and he acts this recklessly. What a worrisome teammate…”

“Don’t say that,” Xiao Qi interrupted irritably. “If ‘Saint’ hadn’t sacrificed himself to cleave the mountain, there’s no way Buzhou Mountain would be falling apart like it is now.”

After saying this, Xiao Qi glanced at the screen and noticed that there had been a new development on the Buzhou Mountain Battlefield.

Seeing that the monks were remaining perfectly still and simply maintaining their golden bell shields, Zhurong summoned a massive blaze around all of them.

Although the flames couldn’t pierce the golden bells, the scorching temperatures of the surrounding fire caused every monk to sweat profusely.

They gritted their teeth, resisting wave after wave of blistering heat. Soon enough, some of the monks couldn’t hold on any longer. They stopped casting their defensive spells and turned their attention to extinguishing the flames.

Realizing the danger, Taming Dragon roared, “Maintain formation! Everyone take turns putting out the fire!”

While his strategy was conceptually perfect, to true masters, a momentary opening was more than enough to be fatal.

Taking advantage of the split second when two or three monks broke focus to extinguish the fire, which caused the mountain structure to waver slightly, Gonggong instantly coated his body in dense water-attribute magic. Transforming himself entirely into a gigantic water dragon, he charged straight at Buzhou Mountain!