Chapter 392: This King Will Take You Away

Chapter 392: This King Will Take You Away

Wang Shouyi wasn’t completely sure whether the monster before them was truly Zhuyan.

But judging from its displayed features, it probably was.

According to the Classic of Mountains and Seas, this creature was one of the ancient ferocious beasts. It was said to have rammed into the Pillar of Heaven and even had a grudge with Nuwa.

He had expected the guardian of the Heaven Well to be no ordinary being—but never imagined it would be something this terrifying.

That said, they hadn’t seen the elder or sister-in-law for a while. Could they already have been killed by Zhuyan?!

At that thought, the fear in Wang Shouyi’s heart was instantly replaced by a surge of rage.

These monsters truly deserved to die.

How many beautiful things did they have to destroy before they’d be satisfied?!

“Roooaar—!”

As he was thinking, Zhuyan suddenly pounded its chest with both fists, lowered its massive body, and then charged straight toward the group of Ascenders.

The Ascenders were so frightened their souls nearly flew out of their bodies.

It was no different from a mountain crashing down on them.

The formation that had remained somewhat intact instantly fell apart.

“Don’t run! Stay in formation!” Wang Shouyi shouted.

But this time, no one listened to him.

Everyone’s first instinct was to save themselves.

All that talk of the honor and duty of Ascenders was completely forgotten.

“It’s over.”

Wang Shouyi’s vision went dark. Ascenders were already barely a match for the ferocious beast Zhuyan—now that they were fleeing and exposing their backs, they were simply offering their lives to fate. There was only one ending: death.

And just as he expected.

Zhuyan plowed into the crowd like a spinning scythe. Wherever it passed, people and horses were sent flying, and with one swipe of its claws, limbs and flesh flew everywhere.

Seeing that Zhao Ying and the others were right in Zhuyan’s path, Wang Shouyi didn’t hesitate. He rushed forward at full speed to pull these key subordinates of Chen Huaian out of harm’s way.

“What level is this monster? It’s terrifying—we don’t even have a chance to resist.” Zhao Ying stared at the charging Zhuyan, its flaming pillars rising from the ground, utterly stunned.

Her strongest attack hadn’t even left a scratch on Zhuyan.

That giant ape looked like flesh and blood, but under its thick fur seemed to lie a layer of hard scales—her lightning slash could only spark off the surface.

“If we’re using your Demon Slaying Division’s classification, this thing doesn’t even have a rank.

But by our Ascenders’ standards, this monster is at least equivalent to a cultivator in the Fusion Stage… and this clearly isn’t even its peak state.”

Wang Shouyi looked around but couldn’t find Baji.

His mood darkened even more.

Could Baji have been eaten too?

Then the last hope of the elder’s survival would be gone.

The prophecy from the Venerable One was right after all—this trip to the Demon-Locking Tower would be perilous. To open the Heaven Well, every Ascender would face near-certain death. And only the tower he had led them to could be successfully opened—because the Venerable One stood behind him.

Staring at the rampaging Zhuyan, Wang Shouyi’s eyes glinted with killing intent.

He flipped his hand and pulled a gleaming golden talisman from his pouch.

Though using it came at a steep price—

For the Venerable One, for the Heaven Well, and for vengeance—

He no longer had time to hesitate.

“Heaven and Earth command, Yin and Yang bear witness, True Lord of Thunder Abyss and Profound Gang, infuse with spirit, all evils be sealed! By the order of the heavens—go!”

Wang Shouyi formed a seal with his left hand and raised the talisman high in his right.

Outside the Demon-Locking Tower, fierce winds howled, and dark clouds gathered.

CRACK—!

A thunderbolt as thick as a water barrel shot down from the heavens, piercing straight through the tower.

The lightning coursed through countless mystical nodes before finally slamming into the top of Wang Shouyi’s head.

Infused with the power of thunder, Wang Shouyi howled in agony, his face twisted in pain. But then, his expression calmed—becoming cold and majestic.

Zhao Ying and the others stared at him in disbelief.

To them, the boy before them had suddenly become a stranger.

His pupils shone with violet lightning. His body rose into the air amidst thunder. His hair danced without wind, and golden arcs crackled within a three-foot radius.

He looked around, his eyes briefly showing confusion, but it couldn’t mask the cold cruelty and detachment from the world within them.

At this moment, Wang Shouyi no longer seemed human.

He had become a god, high above all.

…

Lower levels of the Demon-Locking Tower.

In another space.

Zhuyan was kneeling before Baji.

Here, it was no longer the rampaging beast slaughtering Ascenders.

It was a minister paying homage to its emperor.

A clap of thunder echoed from outside, shaking the entire Demon-Locking Tower for a moment.

Anxiousness suddenly spread across Zhuyan’s calm face.

“My King, there is no time.”

“Why?” Baji furrowed its brow, puzzled. “Hasn’t this King already arrived?”

It clenched its claws, encouraging Zhuyan:

“We can summon all the beasts and slaughter the Ascenders together. Once this King regains strength, not even the gods and buddhas above would be impossible to challenge!”

But upon hearing this, Zhuyan only sighed and shook its head.

“My King, my fate was sealed long ago. Whether you came or not, I won’t survive.

No matter how hard you try, I will die at the hands of the Thunder Division True Lord…

The only difference is whether my soul essence becomes your power—

Or becomes material for those Ascenders.”

“My King, your mission is to help the Dragon Soul inheritor draw the attention of those beings… This is our only chance in this cycle of reincarnation!”

Baji saw death in Zhuyan’s eyes.

Fragments of memories churned in its mind and gradually became clear.

It saw how mighty Zhuyan was in ancient times. Wherever it went, wars erupted, and corpses filled the fields.

It had even dared defy Nuwa. Back then, Zhuyan feared nothing—not heaven, not earth.

Now, it had been tormented into this state, speaking only of fate and surrendering its life willingly.

“This King doesn’t believe it! Where’s the exit? This King will take you out right now!”

Baji opened its mouth wide, ready to swallow Zhuyan whole.

It was Taotie—capable of devouring anything.

Its stomach was a chaotic pocket dimension.

If it swallowed Zhuyan, it could smuggle him out without anyone noticing.

Zhuyan remained silent and didn’t resist.

It opened the exit to the Demon-Locking Tower.

Some things couldn’t be explained in words.

Baji needed to experience it firsthand.

Once it felt the helplessness of fate, it would understand.

“This King will take you away!”

Seeing the open exit, Baji was overjoyed and charged out.

It had already made up its mind—

Once outside, it would hide for a while before returning to find the big boss.

That boss had someone named Wang Shouyi who had already accepted him.

That was the perfect cover.

The Ascenders would never find it.

…

Meanwhile.

In another space.

Wang Shouyi, now possessed by the Thunder Division Deity, pulled a lightning spear from Zhuyan’s clone's corpse.

He frowned as he watched the body slowly dissolve into dust.

This version of Zhuyan was too weak—

And it didn’t contain Zhuyan’s true soul essence.

Clearly, this wasn’t the real Zhuyan.

After a moment of silence, a golden vertical pupil opened on his forehead.

A flash of light gleamed in the eye—

And it reflected Baji’s sprinting figure.

“You won’t escape.”

The Thunder Abyss Profound Gang True Lord gripped his lightning spear with a cold snort.

The vertical eye closed.

With a flash of lightning, he vanished from the spot.

…

…Chapter 392: This King Will Take You Away