Chapter 1441
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Chapter 1441 Paving the Way
Ding——!!
The crisp sound of a sword rang out, a flash of sword light streaked across the sky, closely pursuing an Indian deity.
“Damn it, how can this human be so strong…” The Indian deity felt the sharp killing intent rapidly approaching from behind, and a trace of fear rose from the depths of his heart.
Within two days, this sword-wielding human had already hunted down three major deity-level heads in the chaotic battle, and still possessed such terrifying combat power!
The sudden all-out counterattack by the Daxia deities forced the already contracted battle line of Indian deities to continue shrinking inward. During this process, many more Indian deities were killed, causing gaps to appear in many places along the defensive line. This human was one of those who tore open these gaps.
“Kali! Help me stop this human!”
In his peripheral vision, a familiar figure appeared. The goddess called Kali frowned, her form swiftly arriving at his side.
“To be hunted to this extent by a human… Engili, you’re in quite a sorry state.”
With another major deity coming to assist, Engili’s heart immediately relaxed. He gradually stopped his movement and looked back.
A figure dressed in black robes, holding a long sword, descended from the clouds. There were several wounds remaining on his body, and the hem of his black robe was already tattered, but those clean and pure eyes remained as bright as stars.
“Two major deity-level opponents…” Zhou Ping murmured.
After hesitating for a moment, he still raised his sword, gathering magnificent sword intent, and slashed toward Engili’s neck!
The two major deities moved simultaneously. A bolt of lightning wrapped in flames collided head-on with the sword intent, producing a thunderous boom. Goddess Kali tore through the void with both hands, transforming into a shadow that instantly flashed behind Zhou Ping!
Zhou Ping sensed the danger and quickly dodged, leaving behind an afterimage that was shattered into countless black flames that dissipated without a trace.
His figure coalesced hundreds of meters away, his expression somewhat grave.
From the divine power fluctuations, he could clearly sense that these two major deities possessed very strong combat power. After two days of divine warfare and slaughter, his body already bore numerous wounds, and now he might not easily gain the upper hand.
The two Indian deities, one on the left and one on the right, simultaneously attacked Zhou Ping. Brilliant sword light continuously shattered divine power, and for a time they reached a stalemate.
Just then, a thick golden staff shadow smashed down from the sky, forcefully driving Goddess Kali back several miles. Zhou Ping felt the pressure decrease, and with a backhand sword strike, he cut a hideous sword mark on Engili’s body, with fresh blood splashing across the sky.
Above the clouds, a figure wearing broken golden armor, carrying a golden-hooped staff, was flying rapidly toward them.
“Sun Wukong?” Zhou Ping spoke in surprise, “Your wounds…”
As one of the earliest Daxia deities to arrive at Chennan Pass, Sun Wukong, like Yang Jian, had faced situations of fighting seven or even eight opponents alone, and the injuries suffered were not so easily recovered from.
“Just minor wounds, nothing to worry about,” Sun Wukong calmly replied, his golden eyes like burning furnaces, releasing terrifying battle intent.
Seeing this, Zhou Ping said no more, focusing only on gripping his sword and slashing toward Engili!
With Sun Wukong sharing the burden of opponents, Zhou Ping’s pressure drastically decreased. Sharp sword light was continuously unleashed, and soon Engili’s form was submerged in an endless ocean of sword energy.
As Zhou Ping uttered a low chant, the sword blade brushed across his palm. Surging sword intent rose to the heavens, cutting through the lightning and flames wrapped in the ocean of sword energy, along with a terrified head that was pulverized within the sword energy.
Engili’s body, slashed into fragments and blood, was swallowed by an invisible ripple, and the next moment appeared in the mouth of a mother beast behind them, its abdomen once again swelling high…
Meanwhile, Sun Wukong, dragging his severely wounded body, relied solely on his incomplete divine form and fierce fighting style to pressure Goddess Kali until she could barely breathe. When Zhou Ping finished off one Indian deity and joined the battle, the situation instantly became one-sided, and they quickly killed the second Indian major deity.
Zhou Ping looked at the wave of divine beasts surging toward Chennan Pass below, his expression extremely solemn.
“We can’t continue like this,” Zhou Ping said in a deep voice. “I need to kill those mother beasts.”
To kill the mother beasts, he first needed to punch a hole in the defensive line of the Indian deities and fight all the way to the deepest part… This path would inevitably face encirclement by countless Indian deities, because once the mother beasts were killed, their last means of restraining the Daxia deities would disappear.
Even for someone as strong as Zhou Ping, achieving this would be extremely difficult, especially now with wounds on his body.
But Zhou Ping knew clearly in his heart that no matter how difficult, someone had to step forward.
His sword existed for this very purpose.
Sun Wukong shouldered his golden-hooped staff, glancing at the few enormous mother beasts hidden behind countless Indian deities, and calmly said:
“Alright, I’ll clear the path for you.”
Zhou Ping and Sun Wukong exchanged a glance, then transformed into two streaks of light, charging toward the densest concentration of Indian deities. Sensing these two divine power fluctuations heading straight for the mother beasts, dozens of lesser deities and several major deities around them moved simultaneously!
Surging divine power churned in the air. Sun Wukong roared, his Equaling Heaven divine form once again taking shape. Just as the enormous magical ape was about to directly crash into the myriad divine shadows, a divine seal suddenly swept to his front!
The divine seal rotated in the air, rapidly expanding, and in an instant covered the entire sky, like a celestial mountain shrouded in immortal mist, crashing down before the many Indian deities!
The form of Golden Immortal Guangcheng Zi stepped out from the void, with Tayi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren, and others following closely behind.
“Friend Zhou Ping, we have also come to clear the path for you,” Yuding Zhenren said, holding a long sword in his left hand, his right arm already empty, presumably cut off by Indian deities during the chaotic battle.
A smile appeared on Zhou Ping’s face as he held his sword in salute: “Thank you all.”
Although most of the Daxia deities had been injured in the divine war over these two days, they now spared no cost, unleashing their strongest treasures and powers. The three Golden Immortals and Sun Wukong joined forces, forcibly carving a bloody path through the Indian deities. Large amounts of divine blood and divine bodies were swallowed by invisible ripples, and the reproduction speed of the mother beasts behind accelerated even more!
Seeing this, the urgency in Zhou Ping’s eyes intensified. He directly brushed the edge of his sword across his palm, crimson blood staining the blade, which began to vibrate violently!
Ding——!!
The clear sword chime echoed through the sky. Zhou Ping channeled all his power, transforming into a brilliant sword light, heading straight into the depths of the Indian deities!
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Chennan Pass.
Outside the outer wall.
Zuo Qing stood on the shattered ground. Countless beast roars like thunder rolled in from the distance, and the stones beneath his feet shook continuously.
His hand gripping the hilt of his straight knife unconsciously tightened…
He knew that Chennan Pass’s darkest moment was about to arrive.
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