Wrestling Panda

Chapter 291 - 291 47 Who Helps No One_2


291: Chapter 47 Who Helps No One_2 291: Chapter 47 Who Helps No One_2 Entering the Great Yue Kingdom.


Even without recognizing ancient texts or seeing mural paintings, the three of them already had a rough idea.


“This great battle had already ended, but, unfortunately, there appears to be no so-called victor…”


“That’s why this battleground was targeted by the Dragon Descendants.”


Yu Wenzhong sighed softly and slowly turned toward the center where the dragon inscriptions were burning.


The red garment fluttered with the wind.


Dragon Girl showed no expression, as if she had foreseen all this.


At the core of the array patterns.


A dark, long case was placed next to Ao Ying.


She had arrived in the Great Yue Kingdom some time ago and was much luckier than these three Human Race Saint Heirs…


As soon as she arrived, she discovered this place of Dragon Descendant array patterns.


Although she was pursued by iron cavalry and expelled by the will of the Great Yue Kingdom, she was at least able to mediate through this grand formation and even used it to kill a Chiliarch!


Regrettably, there was too little Primordial Energy here, and her strength was slow to recover!


However…


Now a great opportunity had come!


Killing the three young Human Race Saint Heirs present would improve her injuries, and she might even progress further!


The dark clouds in the sky were consumed by fierce fire.


Countless dragon flames drifted in the great ruins, with Red Dragon Cave Heaven and Panxuan Mirror holding up a sky canopy, blocking the dragon flames outside.


After crushing the iron cavalry, the grand formation gradually began to converge its aura.


“What does this demoness mean?”


Fang Hang squinted his eyes, somewhat puzzled.


He could feel the intense murderous intent emanating from that red-clad woman.


Clearly, she had no intention of letting them go today!


But the murderous aura of the great formation seemed not to be aimed directly at them…


Was this preparing for a war of attrition, or was there another plot?


The shattered ruins were pitch black.


The crimson dragon fire and ancient inscriptions shone upon each other, tearing through the darkness and creating a vivid contrast.


Ao Ying overlapped her hands and pressed them on the case containing the Dragon Destruction Dao Principle, capable of killing a Chiliarch.


Her red garment fluttered noisily in the wind, her expression cold, as she gazed into the dark depths of the great ruins.


These days.


She entered the ancient kingdom and acted very cautiously, even though she had discovered these three Human Race Saint Heirs early on, she did not “startle the grass and startle the snake.”


The previous battle with Xie Zhen genuinely left her with a psychological shadow.


However, after observing them for a while, Ao Ying noticed something was off.


Although these three Human Race Saint Heirs were at Perfect Cave Heaven and possessed notable strength, they seemed to fall short compared to Xie Zhen!


After cautiously observing for some more time.


Ao Ying was completely certain.


These three were not as strong as Xie Zhen.


At this moment.


Being in the Dragon Array did not make Ao Ying feel safe; instead, she sensed an unprecedented danger…


This danger was very familiar.


It was extremely similar to Resentful Ghost Ridge.


Her pores all over her body burst open, a cold sweat seeped through her skin at her brow, and there were faint signs of cracking, as the third vertical pupil stolen from Chi Ling City might emerge at any moment!


After taking a deep breath.


Ao Ying clenched her teeth and coldly spoke, “How much longer do you plan to hide?”


As soon as she uttered these words.


Xie Sheng, Yu Wenzhong, and Fang Hang were all taken aback.


What did she mean?


Was there a third party here?


The iron cavalry had been cleanly exterminated…


Wait, that “presence” that took action on the main street at the beginning had not been exposed!


“…”


There was silence over the great ruins.


Dragon fire soared, illuminating and piercing through every shadowy corner.


But no figure appeared.


There was no response either.


“If you do not come out, I will not activate the grand formation.”


Ao Ying snickered coldly and said, “Do you want to sit by and watch the battle from afar, waiting for us to finish fighting so you can save energy?


I’d rather let these three go than give you that chance.


If you do not show yourself now, I’ll dismantle the grand formation and let these three leave!”


“This demoness, what does she take us for?”


Upon hearing this, Yu Wenzhong’s anger surged, and he almost charged out to fight this demoness.


She treated them like prey!


Even claiming she’d let them go at any moment!


If it truly came to a hard battle, it wasn’t clear who would be the victor!


The previous grievances of “frame-ups and traps” were not settled yet, and now was the perfect moment to deal with them!


“Don’t.”


A hand tightly grabbed his shoulder.


Tai Shang House disciple Fang Hang looked serious and shook his head.


Yu Wenzhong took a deep breath and could only wait.


Overhead in the great ruins.


It was still utterly silent.


“Three, two, one…”


Just as Ao Ying counted to one and was about to open a crack in the Dragon Array, allowing Fang Hang and the others to withdraw, a sigh arose from the dark corners of the great ruins.


Although the dragon fire illuminated and broke the darkness.


Yet, as that figure in black slowly emerged, fog gathered from all around, blocking out the fiery light.


The black garment was quite thin; at the moment, it was blown about by the hot wind, tinting it with a faint red hue, giving it a somewhat stern and chilling aura.


A somewhat pale face.


Appeared in everyone’s line of sight.


The person frowned and waved his sleeve to disperse the dragon fire drifting in front of him.


“Xie Zhen?!”


At that moment, Xie Sheng was completely stunned.


He had never expected to see this most disliked individual during such a moment, in such a place.


Fang Hang and Yu Wenzhong also looked surprised.


Such an encounter was too sudden.


But, it seemed like a good thing?


The current situation had become clear; it was a battle between the Human Race and the Demon Race.


The demoness, relying on the Dragon Array, was arrogant.


Now that Xie Zhen appeared, he should naturally stand on their side!


“So it was you…”


Seeing that figure in black.


Ao Ying’s expression suddenly turned several shades paler.


The battle at Resentful Ghost Ridge Mountain had truly left her with a shadow…


She had once thought that all the Human Race prodigies participating in the Northern Hunt had reached Xie Zhen’s level!