Chapter 109: The Battle Anthem

“Old man, what are you planning to do?” Chen Die’er asked the Blood Demon Patriarch.

“My young mistress, these three elders of the Baitan Holy Kingdom are truly impressive. I wish to take them as my pets. May I…? Oh, not just these three elders, but also Hua Manlou. He has ingested the Winter Seed; in the future, he will surely blossom into a Winter Flower.”

Since he is currently Chen Die’er’s pet, he must have her permission before capturing any pets.

“Oh, old man, of course that is allowed,” Chen Die’er consented.

“Hahaha, thank you, young mistress,” the Blood Demon Patriarch laughed heartily.

“Old Demon, these three elders from the Baitan Holy Kingdom seem quite formidable. You really think you can take them as pets? I have my doubts,” Chen Changsheng said, stroking his chin; he was indeed impressed by those three elders.

“Mr. Chen, I am a being from the Realm of the Gods. You should have no doubts about my strength. If I can’t subdue a few insignificant figures from this godforsaken Yinxue Realm, then I might as well bash my head against a wall,” the Blood Demon Patriarch said confidently. Subduing them would be a piece of cake. He recalled his former status in the Realm of the Gods—someone of renown—until he was tricked by that wretched Tian Wu, which is how he ended up in this godforsaken Yinxue Realm.

Thinking of Tian Wu, he felt a mix of confusion and resentment. If not for that vile woman, how could he have ended up here?

He paused, then said, “Let’s first have the warriors of the Thirty-Five Holy Kingdoms attack and see if they can break through this defensive array. If they fail, I will have to intervene personally.”

At this moment, the warriors from the Thirty-Five Holy Kingdoms launched a furious assault on the Baitan Holy Kingdom’s defensive formation.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Donggong Fu immediately took out the Eastern Emperor Bell. In an instant, the bell transformed into a colossal grand bell. Amidst the resonant chimes, the bell slammed down fiercely onto the defensive array below.

“Boom!”

The bell’s strike caused the defensive array to tremble slightly, but it showed no sign of breaking apart.

This Eastern Emperor Bell was a treasured heirloom of the demon tribe, brought out from the Sacred Domain by the Empress. Although it was a replica, its power was still considerable. Yet, it was still unable to shake the defensive array even slightly.

The strength of this defensive formation was beyond imagination.

“Everyone, join forces! We must break through this defensive spell formation!” Sheng Huang Shiyin Song of the Qianjue Holy Kingdom shouted.

“Whoosh!”

The warriors of the Thirty-Five Holy Kingdoms surged forward together, launching wave after wave of relentless attacks against the defensive array.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”…

The defensive array of the Baitan Holy Kingdom was incredibly powerful, repelling every combined assault from the warriors of the Thirty-Five Holy Kingdoms.

Beneath the defensive formation, the three elders of the Baitan Holy Kingdom, along with their elite warriors, were desperately holding their ground.

“Lii—”

Donggong Qianxue had already transformed into a gigantic seven-colored phoenix, blazing with endless flames, diving swiftly toward the defensive array.

“Roar~”

The Southern Region’s Duke Bing Muer transformed into a golden divine dragon, its massive body radiating dazzling golden light like molten metal, diving rapidly toward the defensive array.

Simultaneously, Nalan Ruoshui and Mu Wanqing revealed their true forms.

The Sword of All Beings shone with brilliant golden light, supremely sacred.

The Heaven-Slaying Demon Sword was pitch black, its massive blade wreathed in deathly black smoke.

The four of them launched a coordinated assault.

“Boom!”

The Baitan Holy Kingdom’s defensive array shook violently.

Yet it still showed no signs of collapsing.

“Hmm, this defensive array of the Baitan Holy Kingdom is truly terrifying. Even with so many attacking together, they still can’t break through,” Chen Changsheng said with a sigh, holding Chen Die’er’s hand.

Chen Changsheng, being merely a mortal, could not intervene.

Chen Die’er couldn’t act either, as her father disliked violence.

At that moment…

“Ding ding dong dong…”

The sound of a zither arose.

The music was exceptionally stirring and heroic, as if a thousand troops were charging fiercely from the horizon.

“So, this is a battle song? Sounds impressive,” Chen Changsheng said, slightly surprised, following the music with his gaze.

He saw Huangfu Meng sitting cross-legged in mid-air, the ancient zither resting on her lap.

Her eyes were gently closed, her body and mind completely immersed in the music.

Her slender, tender fingers danced swiftly over the strings, leaving faint afterimages. The urgent, grand and passionate melody flowed from her fingertips.

“Hmm…”

Even the Blood Demon Patriarch sighed softly, “She truly possesses the aura of a Zither Emperor. No wonder she has been resurrected as the Zither Emperor. Her musical talent is astonishing.”

“She has surpassed the realm of the Zither Immortal and should rightfully be called the Zither Emperor.”

The battle song Huangfu Meng played seemed imbued with some kind of magic, growing grander and grander.

Finally, the zither’s sound resembled a mighty bell, deafening and majestic, resonating across heaven and earth.

The catastrophic music struck the chests of the Thirty-Five Holy Kingdom warriors like a drumbeat, causing every drop of blood in their bodies to boil fiercely.

“Break it!”

The warriors roared in unison, their faces twisted into savage grimaces, revealing their madness. The raging blood within their bodies made them feel as if their very forms might explode into pieces.

Under the influence of the battle song, they had completely entered a frenzy, launching a desperate assault against the Baitan Holy Kingdom’s defensive formation.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”…

The defensive formation shook violently.

“Crack!”

Suddenly, a huge fissure appeared in the defensive array—it was about to give way.

“Hmm, Miss Huangfu’s battle song really is effective,” Chen Changsheng blinked, sighing gently. After Huangfu Meng began playing, all the warriors of the Thirty-Five Holy Kingdoms seemed to have gained a power boost.

The effect was like the ‘rage’ buff in those games back on Earth.

“Of course,” the Blood Demon Patriarch said, “Mr. Chen, it is said that in a very distant past, a single melody from the Zither Emperor could destroy the world, or restore it.”

“That powerful?” Chen Changsheng was somewhat taken aback, inhaling a cool breath. He looked from afar at the ever-playing Huangfu Meng, feeling unsettled.

This graceful court lady had such an impressive past life.

“Yes, just thinking about it is terrifying. I remember many legends about the Zither Emperor circulate in the Realm of the Gods,” the Blood Demon Patriarch said with a hint of reverence.

Then he sighed again, “Who would have thought this epoch-shaking figure has now been reborn here in the Yinxue Realm? Truly, the world is vast and full of wonders.”