60: Valuable waste

At the same time, on the outskirts of the Myriad Demon Forest.

The Cultivator allied army, led by the three Body Integration Stage mighty figures—the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, the Abbot of the Vajra Temple, and the Imperial Uncle of Zhongzhou—had already torn through the first line of defense of the Demonic Forest.

"Hahaha, the Yao Race is nothing more than this!"

The Imperial Uncle of Zhongzhou held a golden Dragon spear, piercing through the head of a Soul Transformation Stage Demonic Wolf with a single thrust, his expression arrogant.

"Don't be careless," the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion said, holding a heavenly mystery plate, his brows tightly furrowed. "The heavenly mystery plate can only obscure things for a while. We must act quickly and severely wound Ye You before she reacts!"

The Abbot of the Vajra Temple proclaimed a Buddhist epithet, and the Buddha's light illuminated around him, purifying the surrounding miasma: "Amitabha, this fiend is cruel and bloodthirsty. Today, we shall act on behalf of the Dao!"

Relying on the power of their Magic Treasures, they advanced, and countless low-level Yao Beasts were reduced to flesh and blood under their powerful spells.

Victory seemed within reach, and everyone's face was filled with greed and excitement.

"Something's not right!"

The Pavilion Master was the first to notice the anomaly. The needle of the heavenly mystery plate in his hand began to spin wildly, and finally, with a "crack," a fissure appeared in it.

"What's going on?"

The Imperial Uncle of Zhongzhou and the Abbot of the Vajra Temple immediately gathered around, the triumphant smiles on their faces gradually fading.

The answer came not from the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, but from the entire Myriad Demon Forest.

"Shhh... shhh shhh..."

The flesh and blood of the Yao Beasts they had slain earlier were being absorbed by the earth and plants at a visible speed.

Dark green thick fog surged from all directions, completely sealing off their retreat.

The surrounding trees seemed to come alive, and distorted human faces appeared on their trunks, wailing silently.

The air was filled with a tyrannical and venomous Qi, so dense that it almost solidified.

All members of the Cultivator allied army felt a chill from the depths of their Souls, causing them to involuntarily stop their advance.

"Who..."

A majestic female voice, as if coming from all directions, from every tree, every leaf.

"...gave you the courage to step into this venerable one's territory?"

The moment the voice fell, a hundred meters directly in front of the allied army.

Countless vines and beast bones broke through the earth, intertwining and growing wildly, and in just a few breaths, they conjured a grotesque and magnificent throne out of thin air.

A figure, at some unknown point, was already seated upon it.

It was the ruler of the Yao Race, Ye You.

She was still in her tight black attire, with bare feet, one leg casually draped over the other, and one hand propping up her chin.

"Ye You!" The Imperial Uncle of Zhongzhou's pupils constricted, but were immediately replaced by greed and arrogance. He shouted sternly: "You demoness, you harm living beings, your crimes are heinous! Today, we unite to act on behalf of the Dao and eradicate your demon nest!"

"Act on behalf of the Dao?" Ye You seemed to have heard an interesting joke, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved. "With just you all?"

This venerable one has been in this Myriad Demon Forest for a hundred years, yet I didn't know the Human Race had become so ignorant of death."

Her laughter echoed through the forest, sealed by the thick fog—it was undisguised scorn.

The Imperial Uncle of Zhongzhou was enraged by her demeanor, his face flushed red. He shook his Dragon spear and shouted sternly: "Demoness, don't be so arrogant!

You are but a lone individual. Do you really think you can contend with our Three Sects' allied army?"

"Amitabha."

The Abbot of the Vajra Temple stepped forward and proclaimed a Buddhist epithet. His expression seemed compassionate, but his eyes held a cold ruthlessness, as if he had everything under control. "Benefactor Ye, you are completely surrounded by us.

The three of us are all Body Integration Stage Cultivators, and behind us, there are dozens of Void Refining Fellow Daoists forming the 'Great Demon Subduing Array'.

You are a turtle in a jar, with no wings to fly away.

Surrender quickly, and my Buddha's compassion may allow a wisp of your remnant Soul to Reincarnate."

The Pavilion Master, holding the cracked heavenly mystery plate, his brows tightly furrowed, also added coldly from the side: "Ye You, your outer array of the Myriad Demon Forest has been broken by us.

Although the Demonic Qi here is heavy, it is now a rootless duckweed, severed from its connection to the core of the Demonic Forest.

Although the heavenly mystery plate is damaged, it is more than enough to seal off the heavenly mystery of this place, preventing you from mobilizing the power from the depths of the Demonic Forest.

What do you have to fight us with?"

The three Body Integration Stage mighty figures spoke with absolute confidence.

In their view, having gathered nearly half of the top combat strength and using Magic Treasures to cut off the inside from the outside, even if she tried to escape, other exits were guarded by Void Refining mighty figures, more than enough to deal with the fleeing Ye You.

Even if she was in the Late Stage Body Integration, there was no possibility of her turning the tables. Today, they had her cornered.

"Oh?" Ye You listened to their clear-headed analysis, and the playful expression on her face grew stronger.

She slowly rose from the beast-bone throne, her bare feet stepping on the intertwined vines, walking down step by step, as if on flat ground.

"Outer array?"

She tilted her head, a hint of innocent curiosity in her golden vertical pupils. "Are you talking about that... fence this venerable one uses to filter the grade of food?"

Humiliation! This was blatant humiliation!

They, the dignified three Body Integration Stage mighty figures, were referred to as "food" that had trespassed into a fence by her?

Ye You looked at their faces, which turned from white to green, then from green to purple, as if genuinely surprised.

"Hmm? Don't you know?"

The Imperial Uncle of Zhongzhou almost instinctively demanded: "What?"

Ye You extended a finger and tapped her delicate chin.

"If there wasn't that fence, those who came in casually would all be worthless trash with no nutritional value."

She paused, looking at the three men's increasingly gloomy expressions, and continued:

"Its existence is to filter out those useless wastes."

At this point, she extended her fair, jade-like finger and unhurriedly pointed at the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, the Abbot of the Vajra Temple, and finally rested it on the Imperial Uncle of Zhongzhou.

The corners of her mouth slowly curved up, and she said, word by word:

"Leaving behind... wastes like you, who have a little value."

The two words "wastes" were like a poisoned, immensely heavy hammer, striking their Dao Hearts, shattering their pride and dignity as top powerhouses!

Boom!!!

An uncontrollable, towering killing intent, like a volcanic eruption, suddenly shot up from the Imperial Uncle of Zhongzhou's body!

"De—mon—ess—!!"

His eyes were bloodshot, his expression ferocious, and he squeezed out the words from his throat, gritting his teeth.

"This King will... tear you to pieces!!!"

Accompanied by the roar, the Imperial Uncle of Zhongzhou moved.

He took a step forward, swept his Dragon spear, and roared: "Ten Thousand Dragons Worship!"

In an instant, thousands of dazzling golden spear lights erupted. Each spear light transformed into a lifelike, claw-waving golden small Dragon in the air, speeding towards Ye You's position.

Meanwhile, Ye You, in the distance, merely sat on the throne made of vines and gently stretched.