Chapter 457: A Heaven-Sent Opportunity to Do as One Pleases

"This is bad!"

Feng Wuji’s expression changed drastically.

He tried to break free, only to find his opponent’s strength was astonishingly great, while his own seemed to be slowly draining away.

He could only grit his teeth, struggling to maintain the tower’s chains while simultaneously protecting his own Bloodline.

And just like that, the two of them were locked in a stalemate.

One was trapped by the Demon Suppression Tower, the other seized by the Demon Lord’s claws.

Neither could do anything to the other.

However, even though both were immobilized, it was hardly an even match.

The purple demonic qi was visibly corroding Feng Wuji’s body, and dark purple markings began to slowly appear on his skin.

If this continued, the ultimate victor would inevitably be the Purple Nether Demon Lord.

"Kekekeke..."

"Once I devour your Emperor Realm flesh and soul, I will be one step closer to the legendary Divine Realm!"

The Purple Nether Demon Lord laughed with wild arrogance.

Feng Wuji clenched his jaw, desperately maintaining the Demon Suppression Tower’s function as his expression grew more and more grim.

Then, suddenly...

"BZZZ... BZZZ..."

The faint buzzing of a mosquito echoed within the silent tower.

Both of them froze.

’A mosquito?’

’Where did a mosquito come from?’

The man and the Alien Race member both looked up at the same time, only to see a mosquito that had appeared from nowhere, slowly flying down.

...

’Is that it?’

Feng Wuji realized what was happening!

’When did this mosquito get in?’

His attention had been entirely focused on scheming against the Purple Nether Demon Lord, leaving him with no spare energy to focus on anything else... He hadn’t even noticed that such a tiny creature was hiding in his domain.

A flicker of joy appeared in his heart.

’Good news, I have reinforcements!’

But his expression immediately darkened.

’Bad news, the reinforcement is a damn mosquito.’

’What can a tiny Seventh-Grade mosquito do in a battle of this level?’

’Is it here to get itself killed?’

’This little guy... it’s got some serious nerve!’

Meanwhile, the Purple Nether Demon Lord was also staring intently at the mosquito flitting back and forth before its eyes.

For some unknown reason, an indescribable sense of irritation and unease welled up from the depths of its being.

...

BZZZ, BZZZ!

Chu Sheng continued to circle the two of them, a thrill of excitement in his heart.

’What a godsent opportunity!’

’A truly heaven-sent chance!’

’Two big shots, locked onto each other, both unable to move.’

’Doesn’t that mean I can... do whatever I want?’

’This is an Emperor-level Alien Race member, tsk tsk tsk!’

’I’ve struck it rich! This time I’m really going to hit the jackpot!’

Chu Sheng wobbled his way over to the Purple Nether Demon Lord’s forehead and stopped.

He even rubbed his two front legs together in a showy manner, as if making pre-battle preparations.

’Alright, let this Lord Mosquito have a little taste first.’

His incomparably sharp proboscis swayed back and forth before the Purple Nether Demon Lord’s eyes.

"Bibilila-nai, nainaixiba!"

"Damned insect! What do you think you’re doing?! Get lost!"

The Purple Nether Demon Lord roared, its irritation growing.

But it couldn’t move an inch.

Chu Sheng paid it no mind... ’Time to bite!’

PUNCTURE.

His proboscis pierced the Purple Nether Demon Lord’s flesh with zero effort.

SLURP!

[Ding! Super-high concentration of Life Energy detected. Qi Blood +50,000!]

’Holy crap!’

Startled, Chu Sheng quickly retracted his proboscis.

’That really packs a punch! Just one tiny sip and I’m already full. It almost burst my little body.’

’The blood of an Emperor-level Alien Race is really something else.’

’So, what now?’

Chu Sheng looked at the immobilized Purple Nether Demon Lord. It felt like a treasure trove from head to toe, and for a moment, he didn’t even know where to begin.

’Should I steam it, or braise it in soy sauce?’

’Pah, that’s not right.’

’Should I suck it dry slowly? Or should I figure out a way to kill it directly and then recycle the whole thing?’

’If I take my time drinking... ’ Chu Sheng glanced at Feng Wuji. The guy’s face was turning the color of a purple sweet potato, and he looked like he was about to collapse.

’There’s probably not enough time for that.’

’Then just kill it and recycle it?’

’But the question is, how do I kill it?’

Without hesitation, the blood-red tomoe pattern flashed in Chu Sheng’s compound eyes.

Amaterasu True Flame!

WHOOSH!

A ball of black flame materialized on the Purple Nether Demon Lord’s body and spread rapidly.

"Ahhhh!"

The Purple Nether Demon Lord let out a pained roar.

However, after burning for less than a minute, the supposedly invincible black divine flame began to peel off the Purple Nether Demon Lord’s body and slowly extinguish itself.

Other than charring it a bit darker, it hadn’t caused any substantial damage.

"Damned insect!" the Purple Nether Demon Lord roared in fury. "You think you can harm me with cheap tricks like that? Once I break free, I will make you suffer the most excruciating torture known to this world!"

’Oh yeah? I don’t believe this!’

Chu Sheng was getting pissed off too.

’I swear I’m going to finish you today!’

He began to circle the Purple Nether Demon Lord, starting his various experiments.

Realm-Breaking Claw!

SLASH!

He carved several deep gashes into the Purple Nether Demon Lord’s body, but they were quickly repaired by the purple demonic qi.

Fusion of five hundred Soul-Bursting Flame Feathers!

BOOM!

The purple Feather Blade pierced straight through the Purple Nether Demon Lord’s shoulder, blasting a large hole, but for its enormous body, it was still not a fatal wound.

...

A few minutes later, Chu Sheng was panting with exhaustion, his wings almost too tired to flap.

As for the Purple Nether Demon Lord, despite looking absolutely miserable with one eye gouged out and wounds all over its body, its life force hadn’t weakened in the slightest.

Chu Sheng was out of ideas.

He’d even thought about attacking the Purple Nether Demon Lord’s nether regions, but unfortunately, the creature didn’t have any. Its lower body was completely flat—no sausage, no eggs...

Meanwhile, Feng Wuji was on his last legs. His entire body had turned almost completely purple, and he began to convulse uncontrollably.

Gritting his teeth, he managed to squeeze out a few words:

"Little... little mosquito, are you going to make it or not..."

"If you don’t hurry up, I’m... I’m really gonna be done for..."

Chu Sheng glanced at him, feeling a bit annoyed himself.

’Don’t rush me, don’t rush me! What’s with all the nagging!’

’Damn it, is this what an Emperor-level Alien Race is like? Its hide is way too thick! It’s just sitting there letting me kill it, and I can’t even do it!’

’What the hell should I do?’

’Gu Yuexi’s Divine Sword could probably chop it to death, but unfortunately, she’s not here.’

’How about... I take a couple more sips and then just figure out a way to run for it?’

’I wouldn’t be losing out, anyway.’

’Huh, wait a minute.’

Chu Sheng’s mind raced, and an idea suddenly popped up from the depths of his thoughts.

’I think... I have a way!’

He flew onto Feng Wuji’s back and began to gesture by writing with his mosquito legs.

At first, Feng Wuji didn’t know what Chu Sheng was doing, but he soon realized it was writing words to communicate with him.

And so, the two began to communicate.

Feng Wuji didn’t speak, but he nodded or shook his head from time to time.

As the man and the mosquito communicated, they would occasionally glance over at the Purple Nether Demon Lord together, revealing "shifty" gazes and smiles.

Being stared at by the man and mosquito duo, the Purple Nether Demon Lord felt a baffling sense of dread creep into its heart and couldn’t help but roar:

"You lowly member of the Human Race, what are you talking about?! What are you plotting?!"

However, Chu Sheng and Feng Wuji paid it no mind, their smiles only growing more shifty...

"Ahhhh!"

The Purple Nether Demon Lord couldn’t take it anymore and completely lost its temper!

The purple qi from its hands surged into Feng Wuji’s body with even more reckless abandon, trying to corrode and assimilate him faster...