163: Is this even human?

“Smashed the world barrier?”

Su Lin's voice betrayed no emotion as he lowered his eyelids, looking at the Black Crocodile King at his feet, who had only half a breath left.

“You couldn’t stay in your world? You had to come here to die?”

The Black Crocodile King trembled all over. It lay in the sand, half its head still buried in the dirt, leaving only one bloodshot eye staring in terror at the three monsters above.

Especially the woman in the moon-white dress, who was holding the bottle full of bone-dissolving water, gesturing with it over its intact leg, as if looking for the right place to cut.

“N-not… not to die… it’s… it’s for feeding.”

The Black Crocodile King dared not conceal anything, stammering out the truth.

“Our world… is depleted.

The Void Storm devoured all the Spiritual Veins.

The King-level Commanders deduced that this world… this realm, is in a special period of final radiance, with exceptionally rich spiritual essence, like… like a ripe fruit.”

It swallowed a mouthful of sandy saliva.

“As long as we devour the Origin of this world, our race can continue to exist.

So… this isn’t an invasion, it’s a migration, it’s… feeding for survival.”

“Feeding?”

Luo Ximei let out a sneer. She increased the pressure under her foot, and the Black Crocodile King’s skull let out a crisp, unbearable crack.

“You take us as food? Your appetites are a bit too good.”

She leaned down, her platinum-gold right eye swirling with heart-stopping light.

“This Venerable One, however, thinks that tough-skinned creatures like you would make excellent Materials for refining Corpse Puppets, or serving as fuel for Demonic Arrays.”

The Black Crocodile King was scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and quickly begged for mercy: “Please spare me, Senior! I’m just a vanguard! I’m not the one who made the real decisions!

And… and Juejian Pass isn’t even in our hands anymore!”

“Oh?”

Su Lin raised an eyebrow. “Continue.”

When Juejian Pass's current situation was mentioned, the fear in the Black Crocodile King’s eyes actually overshadowed its dread of the three people before it.

It seemed to recall something utterly terrifying, and its huge body convulsed uncontrollably.

“That was… that was a nightmare.”

It spoke incoherently.

“Originally… originally everything was going smoothly.

Three King-level Commanders joined forces and tore open the world barrier.

Hundreds of millions of our clansmen rushed into Juejian Pass. The Human Race Cultivators’ defense lines were like paper.

We were preparing to drive straight in, first devouring the Western Desert, then annexing Central Continent… but… but just three days ago…”

The Black Crocodile King’s pupils suddenly contracted.

“That red-clothed fiend… she came.”

“How did she get here?” Su Lin asked the crucial question.

Juejian Pass was space-sealed, and with the alien army pressing in, it wouldn't be easy to enter.

“She…”

The Black Crocodile King’s voice took on a crying tone.

“She fell from the sky.”

“From the sky?”

“Yes… not like flying over, but… but smashing down.”

The Black Crocodile King trembled as it described:

“At that time, one of our Quasi-King-level Commanders was high in the sky, directing the army to attack the Human Race’s last city-protecting grand array.

Suddenly, a rift appeared in the Void above without any warning.

It wasn’t the kind of Teleportation Formation we opened, but… a hole forcibly smashed through with brute force!”

It gestured, its eyes filled with terror.

“The spatial turbulence around that hole didn’t even have time to erupt before it was suppressed by an extremely terrifying weight.

Then… we saw a red light, falling like a meteor.

It landed squarely and precisely on the head of that Quasi-King-level Commander.”

Su Lin: “...”

Luo Ximei: “...”

Chu Weiwei: “...”

“That Quasi-King-level Commander…”

Chu Weiwei asked curiously, “What happened to it?”

The Black Crocodile King’s face showed sorrow, and deep fear.

“Gone.”

“Gone?”

“Turned into a… pancake.”

The Black Crocodile King uttered the word with difficulty, “A pancake stuck to the ground, as thin as paper, mixed with armor and flesh.

The earth within a thousand zhang radius directly collapsed a hundred meters deep.

That red-clothed fiend stood on that pancake, patted the dust off herself, and even complained…”

“Complained about what?” Su Lin had a bad feeling.

The Black Crocodile King imitated the girl’s tone, saying in a sharp, high-pitched voice:

“What kind of crappy place is this? The floor is so soft? Not sturdy at all, almost sprained this Young Miss’s foot.”

The Gobi Desert was deathly silent.

Being used as a stepping stone and flattened into a pancake, and then being disliked for being too soft?

“Pfft…”

Luo Ximei couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing. “As expected of Second Senior Sister, this entrance… is quite something.”

Su Lin pressed his throbbing temples, signaling the Black Crocodile King to continue.

“Then what?”

“Then…”

The fear in the Black Crocodile King’s eyes intensified. “Then she asked for directions.

She grabbed a terrified Centurion and asked if he knew someone named Su Lin.”

Chu Weiwei’s eyes instantly turned dangerous, her dagger almost poking into the Black Crocodile King’s eye.

“That Centurion… was a tough bone in our clan. He said he didn’t know and cursed that humans were all ants.”

“As a result… that fiend gently placed the black iron door-panel… oh no, greatsword, in her hand on the Centurion’s shoulder.”

“Gently?”

“Yes, it looked really light, just resting there.”

The Black Crocodile King swallowed. “Then that Centurion… was gone.”

“His entire being, along with the ground beneath his feet, instantly vanished.

It was as if he was pressed deep into the earth’s core by an invisible mountain.

Only a bottomless black hole remained in his place.”

“That fiend even sighed and said: ‘Don’t even know a name, no use keeping him.’”

“She… she wasn’t fighting at all!”

The Black Crocodile King’s emotions were somewhatcollapse, it shouted:

“She was venting!

She was taking her anger out on people!

She walked all the way into Juejian Pass, flattening anyone who blocked her way, flattening anyone who didn’t speak, and flattening anyone who spoke rudely!

Our army… that was an elite force that had swept through three worlds!

In front of her, they were like a bunch of unhatched insects, not even qualified for her to draw her sword; they all died by impact!”

“Died by impact?” Luo Ximei raised an eyebrow.

“Yes! She didn’t dodge! Didn’t dodge at all!”

The Black Crocodile King gestured. “Whether it was our poison mist, curses, or the charge of heavy siege beasts.

She just walked straight through.

All attacks hitting her were like water drops falling into the ocean, not even making a sound.

Instead, those who attacked her would be shattered into a blood mist by a terrifying rebound force!”

“Immune to all Spells, Physical Body becoming a Saint.”

Su Lin gave his assessment in a low voice.

This was the terrifying aspect of proving the Dao with strength.

When power reached its peak, it was itself the strongest defense, and the most unreasonable rule.

All the flashy tricks were a joke in the face of overwhelming power.

“What about the three King-level Commanders? Didn’t they make a move?” Su Lin asked.

“They did…”

The Black Crocodile King seemed to recall something utterly absurd, its expression becoming somewhat dull.

“The three King-level Commanders, they were true mighty beings!

They jointly set up a grand array, intending to banish that fiend into the chaotic flow of time and space.

But… but…”

It took a deep breath, as if needing all its strength to speak the next words.

“But that fiend plunged the greatsword in her hand into the ground.”

“She said one word: ‘Still.’”

“Then… the space within ten thousand li solidified.”

“Not a Spell blockade, but… physical solidification.

The flow of space was crushed by the weight of that sword!

It was like a fish nailed to a cutting board, unable to move at all!

That grand array, which was capable of devouring stars, directly collapsed because it couldn’t bear this weight!”

“The three Commanders suffered backlash and were severely injured on the spot.

That fiend… she… she actually…”

At this point, the Black Crocodile King actually hiccupped, a physiological reaction after extreme terror.

“She actually pulled out a bag of… what looked like human snacks from her bosom.

Eating as she walked over.

She walked up to the first Commander and asked, where is Su Lin?

The Commander said he didn’t know.

Bang!

The Commander’s head was smashed open by the half-eaten sesame cake in her hand…”

“Sesame… cake?”

Chu Weiwei’s dagger clattered to the ground.

She couldn’t imagine that scene.

A Mahayana Stage Yao Race Commander, decapitated by half a sesame cake?

How much power must have been infused into that sesame cake?

Was that sesame cake an Immortal Artifact?!

“Yes, a sesame cake.”

The Black Crocodile King nodded affirmatively, “And it was sesame-filled.”

“The second Commander tried to run, but she grabbed its tail.

She swung that Commander around like a whip, sweeping away tens of thousands of troops around her.

In the end, that Commander was left with only half a tail in her hand.

She disdainfully threw the tail away, saying: ‘Too brittle, not as hard as my Revered Master’s bones.’”

Su Lin: “...”

He felt a dull ache in his bones.

This Rebellious Disciple, what on earth did she usually use as a reference?

“The third Commander… who was the strongest Void Walker.

He was smarter; he knelt down.”

At this point, the Black Crocodile King even showed a hint of envy.

“He knelt on the ground, pointing to the east, saying he was over there!

Actually, we had no idea where you were, he just pointed randomly.

But that fiend was very happy.

She patted the Void Walker’s head and said, ‘Consider yourself smart.’

Then… she tore off one of the Void Walker’s thighs, saying she was hungry from traveling and borrowed a leg to roast and eat, ‘You don’t mind, do you?’

How could the Void Walker dare to object? He could only watch helplessly as his leg was roasted over a fire…”

A strange silence once again fell over the hall.

Eating… the thigh of an alien Mahayana Stage being?

This… is this still human?

Luo Ximei stroked her chin, deep in thought: “Second Senior Sister’s appetite… certainly matches her strength.

It’s said that Body Cultivators consume a lot and get hungry easily.

But eating that stuff… isn’t she afraid of an upset stomach?”

Chu Weiwei, on the other hand, looked disgusted: “Too barbaric… too crude… how could Revered Master teach such a disciple?

Weiwei is good, Weiwei only eats what Revered Master gives her…”

“Enough.”

Su Lin interrupted the Black Crocodile King’s narration.

If he listened any longer, he feared he wouldn’t be able to resist rushing over to cleanse the sect now.

That Second Disciple, Su Hongling, who once only stared blankly at her sword, was as cold as an iceberg, and even insisted on the aesthetic beauty of Sword Intent when killing, had completely broken down.

She had turned into a… violent, gluttonous, directionally challenged, and fond of bullying weaker opponents… female impish tyrannosaurus?

“So, she’s still at Juejian Pass?” Su Lin asked.

“Yes… probably.”

The Black Crocodile King nodded. “She occupied our throne and turned it into a dining hall.

She said she was waiting for someone.

She said if that trash Revered Master didn’t show up within ten days, she would roast and eat our entire clan, then kill her way into Central Continent to dig up the ground looking for him.”

“She also said…”

The Black Crocodile King secretly glanced at Su Lin, its voice becoming extremely soft.

“She said that once she finds Revered Master, she must first break his legs, lock him by her side, make him roast meat for her every day, and not allow him to go anywhere.”

“Crack.”

A crack appeared in the rocky ground beneath Su Lin’s feet.

Good.

Very good.

Break his legs?

Lock him up?

It seems these thoughts of “deceiving Revered Master and destroying ancestors” have been on all their minds.

“That…”

Zhao Wuji, the Human Race Cultivator leader who had been standing by, not daring to speak, finally mustered the courage to interject.

He had listened to the entire conversation and was completely numb.

This Senior, who appeared to be only in the Void Refining Stage, was actually the Revered Master of that “red-clothed fiend”?

And from the sound of it, these two female Devil Heads beside him were also his disciple?

What kind of monsters was this family?

“S-Senior…”

Zhao Wuji bowed deeply, his attitude extremely humble.

“Since that… that Fairy is your disciple, then… then is the crisis at Juejian Pass resolved?”

“Resolved?”

Su Lin glanced at him.

“The crisis has just begun.”

He pointed to the north.

“The alien race is just scared, not completely dead.

Moreover, my disciple, if not restrained, her destructive power might be even greater than the alien race’s.”

An uncontrolled Mahayana Stage Body Cultivator, if she went crazy, could potentially smash the entire Western Desert into oblivion.

“Then… then what should we do?” Zhao Wuji panicked.

“You all stay here, clean up the battlefield, and guard this Teleportation Formation.”

Su Lin issued the order.

“If any alien remnants escape here, kill them without mercy.”

“As for Juejian Pass…”

Su Lin turned around, looking at Luo Ximei and Chu Weiwei.

“Take this crocodile, let’s go.”

…Deep in the Western Desert, Juejian Pass.

This was once the Human Race’s strongest defense line against the alien race, possessing thousand-zhang high obsidian city walls and a ten-thousand-li anti-flight grand array.

But now, it had become a ruin.

City walls collapsed, grand array shattered.

And in the center of the ruins, upon the alien race’s main camp throne.

A petite red-clothed girl was sprawled ungracefully on the giant bone throne that originally belonged to the alien Commander.

She had her legs crossed, one foot bare, the other dangling a precarious red boot.

The pitch-black, door-panel-wide greatsword, no edge, was casually stuck into the ground beside her.

The ground around the sword body showed a strange concave shape, as if unable to bear its weight.