Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1780 - 481: Get Up and Die Again, Broken Defenses

The black oil continuously converged, reforming into something that barely resembles a human form.On Yu Ziqing's chest, only the giant spear stuck in his Heart Field remains.

This White Bone Spear, Yu Ziqing kept it, believing it released his final constraint, bringing him a feeling of complete liberation and freedom.

He touched his bulging belly, the Human Devil King still needed some time to digest.

He looked at the Yang-destroying Devil; on the Devil's tablet, the aura of death had already transformed into a vortex. From within the vortex, it seemed directly connected to a shortcut to death.

"Can you stop putting things in my mouth? Don't you know your taste is really disgusting?"

"I know, I know..." The Yang-destroying Devil replied perfunctorily, continuing to stare at Yu Ziqing's belly.

"Is the Human Devil King not dead yet?" Yu Ziqing was quite concerned about this; if he's dead and digested into feces, how can he brew wine?

The strongest flavor at most could only brew from liquid.

Most importantly, if he digested the Human Devil King, not even feces would remain.

Upon hearing a question related to his expertise, the Yang-destroying Devil immediately became more serious.

He carefully sensed for quite a while, then shook his head.

"This spear is part of his True Form and rank; as long as it's here, he won't completely step into death.

However, it's best like this; he's continuously on the path to death, and this journey will be prolonged.

This is best."

The Yang-destroying Devil most loves this process, for it means he can comprehend even more.

Seeing Yu Ziqing showing no intention to extract the spear, the Yang-destroying Devil immediately moved closer, tentatively landing on Yu Ziqing's shoulder.

He thought about diving directly into Yu Ziqing's mouth but decided to plan long-term.

The Yang-destroying Devil clung to Yu Ziqing, constantly continuing his comprehension.

Yu Ziqing had a White Bone Spear embedded in his chest; he looked around and found there was nothing left.

The Human Devil King was swallowed, but judging by the situation, it was impossible to spit out and brew wine quickly.

Just a Human Devil King might not be enough either.

After thinking it over, he decided to gather some materials since he had little else to do.

Having boasted in front of the Moon God, whatever he said, he must brew a wine potent enough to intoxicate the deities.

He set off, heading east, without a backward glance.

In the Dragon Elephant Army camp, as the Yang-destroying Devil was taken away, gradually distancing, his suppression effects on the Dragon Elephant Army's Devilic behavior began to wane.

Jia Shisi looked far into the distance at the incredibly arrogant figure rising with an Ominous Aura.

Assisting within, alongside the Commander's Seal, he helped the Dragon Elephant Army resist.

Dadui was also a bit chaotic, yet still manageably survived, as many hungry ghosts were dispatched to Dadui, arriving at the frontline.

Old Yang also came to the frontline, and the Deceitful Ghost brought ample sweet rain to aid the forces near the Blood Battlefield in removing Devil Thought.

Old Yang gazed far at the departing Yu Ziqing, not following, he dared not approach.

Jia Shisi hesitated for a moment, then voiced his query.

"Sir, that one is..."

Old Yang did not respond directly, he merely sighed.

"Who knows how high the cost will be this time..."

Jia Shisi instantly refrained from asking, his face carried a tinge of worry; actually, he well knew that the being that seemed not human was indeed his Majesty.

Evidently, his Majesty has paid an enormous price to turn the tides.

Perhaps he can't return now, hence hasn't returned to Dadui but headed in the opposite direction.

Old Yang remained motionless, Jia Shisi knew he was powerless too.

The only way to resist the Devilic presence was to consistently use the Heavenly Blade to slash his Heart Field, allowing him to endure till now.

That Great Devil is terrifying; needing to do nothing, even one like him at the Ninth Tier Peak strain to stave off the wild proliferation of Devil Thoughts.

Old Yang also sensed Yu Ziqing's odd condition, yet couldn't pinpoint precisely what was wrong.

He gazed afar, perceiving Yu Ziqing's oppressive force surpassing even the Human Devil King.

"Luckily, he is restrained; had he not, those Great Devils wouldn't stand a chance."

Old Yang sighed inwardly, believing Yu Ziqing undoubtedly had more important tasks to attend to.

He scanned every direction; too many people were Devilic, even without the Human Devil King, global chaos was foreseeable.

This matter, fundamentally, cannot be resolved by one or even two individuals.

Even Yu Ziqing here, afraid of being helpless, no one can be everywhere putting out fires, saving everyone.

All places across the world were encountering various disturbances.

Yu Ziqing had long left these issues behind, once he changed, he felt that being led around by the nose was certainly futile, he never intended to put out fires.

At this moment, he had long forgotten prior thoughts, his minds only focused on killing a Human Devil King to brew wine, to gather more materials for brewing.

His head may be severed, his blood may flow, but his pride cannot be lost.

Of materials, he only knew of one place that surely had abundant palatable resources.

With an exceedingly arrogant stance, and nearly losing his human form, he traversed Daqian, heading east.

Along the way, he casually crushed a pile of Devils obstructing his path, not pausing whatsoever.

He continued into the East Sea, without the slightest pause, cackling eerily as he entered the deep sea.

"My dear resources, here comes your master.