Chapter 1099: Ling Feng's Return

Blackwater Plains.

The setting sun bled across the sky, staining the marshes a deep red!

Its final light fell upon the already blood-soaked waters of the Blackwater River, turning them into a sea of crimson. A heavy, tragic stillness hung over the battlefield.

"

Huff... huff... huff...

"

Jiang Xiaofan gasped for breath. Even with a humanoid beast physique, his strength was nearly spent.

This battle had been too brutal!

From the demon camp, Green Bull Demon Emperor stood atop a high platform. His eyes followed Xiaofan's fearless slaughter, and for the first time, a faint glimmer of admiration crossed his face.

"This human general carries the spirit of a warrior. Such a pity he isn't a demon. I would have gladly taken him as my disciple based on his physique alone."

He tapped the wooden post beside him in thought. In the past days, no secret orders had come from Silver Wolf Demon Emperor. He no longer knew how best to act.

That boy Ling Feng had not appeared, so he could only drive his army to launch even fiercer assaults against the Tianfeng Battalion.

By now the battalion was on the verge of annihilation, yet Ling Feng still had not shown himself. Green Bull Demon Emperor began to wonder if this so-called strategy of luring the enemy into the open was nothing more than empty talk.

This so-called "General Weiyuan," Ling Feng, seemed to care nothing for the lives of his soldiers.

...

Ling Feng, of course, cared deeply. But he was far away in the Canglong Sanctum. How could he possibly know what was happening on the Blackwater Plains?

At that moment, under the escort of Purple Dragon Envoy, Ling Feng had just crossed the borders of Canglong Sanctum. He travelled at full speed toward the battlefield.

His identity had already been exposed. Silver Wolf Demon Emperor must know by now that he commanded Tianfeng Battalion. With the Silver Wolf's vengeful nature, and given that Ling Feng had stolen his Supreme Lotus Seed, if he could not strike Ling Feng himself, he would surely vent his fury on Ling Feng's men.

That was why, the instant Ling Feng awoke, he wasted not a breath.

Perhaps he alone could not turn the tide. Yet if word spread that the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor had fallen, the demon coalition would collapse without another battle.

Night crept swiftly across the plains.

Ling Feng clenched his teeth. His wounds were not completely healed, but he forced the Flying-Immortal Sword-Controlling Art to its limit, driving himself forward faster and faster. The strain pressed on his body like a thousand blades.

He could have relied on Despicable Donkey for the journey, but in the battle outside the Demon Ruler's palace, Despicable Donkey had burned away too much of his strength. He now lay in a pitifully weakened state.

Fortunately, Ling Feng still carried three Essence Blood Pearls. Despicable Donkey had already consumed one, and before long he would recover.

Zifeng too had exhausted much of its life force and remained frail. Its recovery, however, would be easier. Once they reached the battlefield, devouring a few demons would be enough to restore it.

"I hope I am not too late. Yan'er, Xiaofan... please be well!"

With that thought, Ling Feng let out a low roar and sped up, cutting through the air as the Blackwater Plains drew ever nearer!

...

"Come at me, you ugly beasts!"

Yan Chuchu panted as she swung her sword. Her soft armor was soaked through, dyed a deep crimson. Her once fair cheeks were smeared with sticky demon blood that clung to her skin and made her shudder.

Only now did she truly understand the cruelty of war. This was nothing like sparring in the arena or drills in the camp.

Here, every strike carried the weight of life and death. There were no rules, only killing!

"Human girl, looks like your treasures are nearly gone.

Heh heh heh...

"

A dozen demon soldiers circled her, their eyes burning with hunger.

One peak demon lord fixed his gaze on her slender frame and sneered. "Pretty little human. Such a pity. Today you die!"

After an hour of relentless fighting, her boldness had drawn the attention of many powerful foes. Though she possessed multiple rare treasures, sheer numbers crushed her down.

Her strength was gone. Her qi was dry. Not a wisp of elemental force remained.

"You slaughtered too many of our wolf brothers. Not only will I kill you, I will devour you piece by piece!"

The demon wolf leader bared his fangs and lunged. More than a dozen wolf soldiers followed, their breath foul and their teeth dripping with stench.

"Sword-Rain Starlight..."

Yan Chuchu raised her sword, but the technique faltered. Her body had nothing left to give.

"No... I don't want to die!"

She shut her eyes in despair. Never had she imagined her end would be to become food for these beasts.

But the tearing pain never came. Instead, thunderous explosions filled her ears, and hot blood sprayed across her face.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Her eyes snapped open. Before her stood a youth in purple robes, smiling faintly.

"Hey, long time no see. What was your name again?"

"It's... it's you!"

Yan Chuchu's pupils contracted. The youth before her was none other than the commander of Tianfeng Battalion, General Weiyuan Ling Feng!

"You turtle hiding in your shell! You finally showed yourself!"

She snapped at him, glaring in anger.

"Turtle hiding in a shell?" Ling Feng looked puzzled. He had no idea where that name had come from.

"Forget it. Rest now. The battle will end soon."

Without another word, Ling Feng leapt forward. His sword cleaved down, and a demon king expert's head soared high. A flash of purple light followed, and the massive body shriveled to a husk as Zifeng drained it dry.

"Idiot! I'm not 'what's-her-name.' I'm Chuchu. Chuchu!"

Yan Chuchu stomped her foot in frustration. Yet as she watched Ling Feng Insta-kill a demon king in a single strike, her eyes lit up.

"Wow... so powerful!"

...

Meanwhile in the demon camp, Green Bull Demon Emperor saw Ling Feng finally step into the open. He broke into booming laughter.

"At last, human general Ling Feng, you show yourself!"

In a blur, his figure shot forth like a streak of light, hurtling straight toward Ling Feng.

"Long... Long Fei..."

From afar, Hai Lingxiang bit her lip, her eyes locked on the figure in purple. "You finally came back!"