Li Fengyuan ordered loudly, "Go and save her!"
However, the radiance that enveloped the City Amongst the Clouds gradually dimmed. The winged people beside him all had cold expressions as they retracted their powers.
Although Li Fengyuan could control the City Amongst the Clouds, he needed the cooperation of all the winged people to unleash its true power. He said angrily, "Are you rebelling?"
"My king, you asked us to deal with the Hungry Ghost Realm. We have already done it. Please stop!"
"Fine, if you are not willing to help me, I will do it myself!"
Li Fengyuan sneered as he controlled the City Amongst the Clouds to descend.
"You are risking the entire winged people. Even if you save her, neither the Lingguo Temple nor the Hungry Ghost Realm will let this go! As the king of the winged people, do you only care about her and not care about the life and death of all the winged people in the city? "
Li Fengyuan's heart trembled. Familiar faces appeared in his mind, and there were many children among them. To him, the two words "Winged Person" were no longer just a noun, but many fresh lives.
Although he had been influenced by Li Qingshan since birth, he was still a benevolent phoenix. How could he abandon them so easily?
"The City of Winged People will stay here. I will go down myself. Is that fine?"
Li Fengyuan was about to leave when a winged person pulled his sleeve. "You are throwing your life away. Furthermore, the winged people cannot be without a king."
All the winged people said, "My king, please reconsider!"
Unknowingly, not only did he have a winged person in his heart, but the winged people also had him in their hearts. Benevolence could always gather people's hearts.
And heartless people. But they were destined to be lonely.
Boom!
The golden meteor landed and created a huge crater in the wasteland, showing the terrifying power of this attack. However, there was no one in the crater.
Buddha's light shone through the sky. There were more than 20 monk kings.
The Left Master had not only gathered all the monk kings of the Lingguo Temple but also the monk kings of all the major sects and temples in the world to kill the "enemy of Buddha".
Even if she could avoid this attack, how could she resist such a great force with her heavily injured body?
However, the Left Master did not continue to attack because she staggered toward the Hungry Ghost Gate.
The world of death rejected all living beings. It also especially rejected Buddhists.
"Left Master. Should we give chase? "
"There's no need. She'll die no matter where she goes."
The Left Master put away his wooden fish hammer and stared at her.
The ghouls were like vicious dogs fighting for food, gathering all their strength. They fought to be the first to pounce forward.
They could all sense the powerful will of the Hungry Ghost realm. If he could personally end this legend for the Hungry Ghost Realm … He would definitely obtain endless benefits, and breaking through to the fourth Heavenly Tribulation would also be a piece of cake.
"Smart choice, let her come over!"
Emperor Li's words dispelled the dreams of the ghouls. After plotting for so long, how could he allow others to benefit him?
The Zombie Dragon King pounced ferociously at Little Ann. Each of its ferocious, crisscrossed teeth was a hundred times bigger than her body. The Zombie Dragon King stopped right in front of Little Ann. Phosphorescence spewed out of its nostrils, but it didn't dare to bite down.
This was the rule of the Hungry Ghost realm. Fighting over food with a superior was definitely not a smart choice.
Little Ann walked past the mountain-like ghouls. Fresh blood soaked his white robes and dripped onto the ground, creating sparks.
She approached the Gate of Hungry Ghosts under the heavy encirclement and raised her head to look at the Dark Queen in the cage of bones.
The Dark Queen gripped the bones firmly. Her expression was filled with sorrow and despair. "Xuanyue."
"Mother, wait for me."
Little Ann said silently. With a wave of her hand, her long hair drifted into the air, and a handful of black balls scattered into the surroundings.
The Zombie Dragon King stared at a black ball that flew towards him and suddenly felt intense fear. He wanted to pull back and retreat.
Boom!
More than thirty small black balls exploded at the same time, turning into balls of red light that were condensed with terrifying power. Then, they rapidly expanded, each of them shooting out tens of thousands of rays of red light. The rays of light interweaved together, turning into a gigantic red light ball that swallowed everything with her as the center.
The ground shook violently, kicking up a wave of earth several hundred meters tall, reaching several hundred kilometers away. The waves of air were like several dozen storms stacked on top of each other, dancing wildly in the surroundings.
The Monk Kings halted in the air far away, unable to stabilise themselves. Booms rang out in their ears, leaving them dumbfounded by the terrifying destructive power.
As for the ghouls, they bore the brunt of the attack. Their tight encirclement instead became a fatal blow. They were blasted to pieces one by one, their souls dispersed.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, but it felt like a very long time had passed. A mushroom cloud slowly rose into the sky, and a huge pit that spanned a hundred kilometers appeared where it had been.
Bang!
The Zombie Dragon King's cracked head fell to the ground. Its soul flame had already been extinguished.
Several dozen Corpse Kings and Ghost Kings died on the spot, while the remaining ones were all injured. Like startled birds, they flew around the pit, afraid to approach it.
"It's the Landmine Balls of the school of Mohism!"
The Imperial Advisor of the Left frowned heavily. He recognised the origins of the black balls with a single glance.
Only great grandmasters of mohism could refine these balls of lightning. They were extremely difficult to refine and difficult to control, so they could not be used in battle. They could only be used to attack cities and formations. However, every single one of them possessed the might of a mountain that could annihilate mountains. They pursued the ultimate destructive power. He wondered how she had managed to collect so many of them.
However, the Dauntless monk vaguely recalled that when Li Qingshan killed the master of the Sword Collection palace, he had obtained many of these balls of lightning. Originally, the Sword Collection palace had planned on using them to bombard the Demon Suppression hall, but he never thought they would be used here in the end. They had basically died together.
She sighed inside. After all, the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga was indebted to her and Li Qingshan. If she were not the Enemy of Buddha, perhaps she would have inherited the position of abbot already.
The Imperial Advisor of the Left said, "These balls of lightning don't differentiate between friend and foe. The Enemy of Buddha is at the centre, so he must be heavily injured. We have to use this opportunity to kill the Enemy of Buddha, or he'll definitely become a great problem in the future!"
"Yes!" the Monk King answered.
The Dauntless monk said, "Imperial Advisor, this is a heaven-sent opportunity. Why don't you send some people to seal up the Gate of Hungry Ghosts and rid the world of a great problem?"
The Imperial Advisor of the Left hesitated slightly. The Hungry Ghost realm was indeed a great problem.
Roar!
A hysterical roar rang out from the Gate of Hungry Ghosts. Emperor Li was clearly utterly furious. Not only had he failed after all his planning and preparations, but he even suffered heavy losses instead.
Deathly aura surged out from the Gate of Hungry Ghosts. The tear expanded like a great mouth roaring at the sky. The Wasteland of Death expanded rapidly until it approached the boundary of the Mist province. The clear sky was shrouded by dark clouds again, and they became even thicker.
In the vast sea of trees, the Banyan Tree King watched this happen. He knew this was not just emperor Li's power. The size of the Gate of Hungry Ghosts was the result of the final balance between the two worlds. Even if the Ghost Tower constantly rose, it would only expand the Wasteland of Death.
This was the expansion of the Hungry Ghost realm. It was eager to devour this world and devour her!
The destruction of the world seemed to be unavoidable.
The Imperial Advisor of the Left said, "Ignore these ghouls for now. We have to find her!"
With the power of a god, the Banyan Tree King slowly sent his consciousness underground, but he gave up again. "Little Ann, I don't want to become enemies with you. That goes against my agreement with Qing Shan. But I can't become friends with you either, as I know what you're going to do … "
Under the scouring of the deathly aura, the Dark Queen's body rapidly withered. She was dying.
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