Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road - Chapter 779

Chapter 779: Unanticipated Gathering of Familiar Individuals Chapter 779: Unanticipated Gathering of Familiar Individuals Shenlian Yinzhu and Jun Mu Yang fought fiercely against Demon King Shi.

After exchanging countless blows and countering each other’s strategies, Shi Ji’s narrowed eyes gleamed with curiosity.

He finally asked, “Who are you?” Jun Mu Yang smirked, his tone laced with playful mockery.

“That’s a question you should ponder after we send you to hell.” “Send me to hell?

Have you even checked if hell can withstand my presence?” Shi Ji scoffed, his voice tinged with amusement.

Shenlian Yinzhu stepped forward, his aura crackling ominously in the air.

His expression was cold, but his words were razor-sharp.

“What’s truly pathetic is that even hell finds you intolerable.” “Pathetic?” Shi Ji’s irritation flickered as his gaze darkened.

“You dare speak of pathetic when your power is a mere whisper compared to the roar of mine?

Or do you already know why hell won’t take me?” His irritation gave way to a dry chuckle, his voice thick with disdain.

“You think we care to know?” Jun Mu Yang laughed, the sound light and crisp, yet dripping with defiance.

Shi Ji’s lips twitched in irritation.

No one had ever spoken to him so boldly before.

Still, as a great demon, he quickly suppressed his annoyance.

He nodded slowly, a dangerous smirk forming.

“You’re right.

It’s irrelevant to you-because none of you will live long enough to find out.” His figure flickered, vanishing and reappearing above their heads.

With swift and intricate movements, his hands wove a spell as he launched a renewed assault.

The three clashed in a flurry of power, each attack tearing through the air like thunder.

It was clear that either Jun Mu Yang or Shenlian Yinzhu alone could hold their own against Shi Ji, but they had no intention of dragging this out.

They fought together to end it quickly.

Elsewhere, the battles reached their peak.

Shenlian Yinzhu suddenly withdrew from the fight with Shi Ji, leaving Jun Mu Yang to handle the Demon King.

He appeared beside Shenlian Yingyue just in time to intervene.

As Demon Prince Xie attempted to interfere in her clash with Infernal Volcanic, Shenlian Yinzhu raised his hand, casting a spell that struck the prince hard.

Shenlian Yingyue, caught off guard, glanced at her brother, then nodded in gratitude as she dodged another relentless attack from Infernal Volcanic.

The strikes came like an unending storm, fierce and unrelenting.

“Fuxk!” Bi Xie snarled, her temper boiling over as she wiped blood from her face, her expression twisted with rage.

“How dare you ambush me, Prince Xie!” Shenlian Yinzhu’s icy gaze locked onto her.

His voice was emotionless, yet carried a deadly chill.

“I’ll give you until the count of three to leave my sister’s battle.” “And what if I don’t?” Bi Xie snapped, laughing bitterly.

No one had ever dared treat her like this.

The sheer audacity of his words was both infuriating and strangely exhilarating.

“Then you’ll die,” Shenlian Yinzhu declared coldly.

His figure blurred, moving with a speed too fast to follow.

In an instant, Bi Xie was struck with such force that she staggered, struggling to catch her breath.

“Dammit!

Who the hell are you?

How are you this strong?” Bi Xie spat through gritted teeth, wiping more blood from her face.

A wicked grin curved her lips as she stomped the ground with a brutal force, shattering it beneath her feet.

All traces of refinement were gone-she cursed and fumed like a barbarian, her demeanor more like a feral gangster than a royal demon.

Shenlian Yinzhu couldn’t be bothered to waste words on Bi Xie.

His only concern was reaching his sister, so he charged at Bi Xie once more.

But Bi Xie was no helpless lamb-she hadn’t earned the title of Demon Prince for nothing.

Their clash unleashed devastating power, sending shockwaves that rippled across the land.

The entire continent trembled under their might, and every living creature nearby felt a growing sense of dread.

“You’re strong, but that’s all,” Infernal Volcanic finally broke his silence.

He rarely spoke to humans, but his low, emotionless voice carried weight.

His strange fire slashed Shenlian Yingyue’s shoulder like a razor-sharp blade, the intense heat emanating from his attacks living up to his namesake.

It was as if his power had been forged in the heart of a raging volcano.

His unreadable expression made it seem as though he was simply stating a fact rather than taunting her.

Shenlian Yingyue wiped the blood from her lips, her hand briefly brushing over her bleeding head.

Her cloak was already soaked red, but she didn’t flinch.

This pain?

It was nothing.

She had endured far worse at the hands of the Demon Emperor back in Crystal Bay.

From a distance, Shenlian Yinzhu, Zhiyi, and the others kept a close eye on her condition.

Their hearts ached at the sight of her injuries, but they fought to suppress the urge to intervene.

Her battle was her own, and they knew she wouldn’t want them interfering, no matter how much it hurt them to watch.

As the intensity of the battles reached a fever pitch, the air seemed to grow heavier.

Then, unexpectedly, several unfamiliar figures appeared.

“Well, well, what’s this?” a sultry voice purred, the sound echoing through the chaos like a soft melody.

“What kind of mess have I stumbled into?

Am I in the wrong world?

Or has the end of days come early?” Peach blossom petals began to drift lazily from the sky, their delicate floral scent mingling with the air.

The sweetness was almost surreal, a sharp contrast to the violent energy of the battlefield.

The seductive voice and the unearthly scene seemed to captivate everyone, leaving them momentarily stunned.

Both sides hesitated momentarily at the unexpected appearance.

All eyes turned to the captivating man floating in the sky, his white-and-pink hair gleaming softly as he held another man’s hand in his.

His devilishly alluring smile seemed to draw the very souls of those who gazed upon him.

Beside him stood another striking figure, a man with vivid cerise-pink hair and eyes, his elegance radiating like a rare gem.

Dressed in matching pink hanfu, the two looked less like mortals and more like divine beings who had descended from the heavens.

Even the demons-renowned for their own captivating appearances-had to admit that their beauty paled when compared to these two.

Shenlian Yingyue and Huang Bai Xing’s eyes widened in shock as they recognized the pair who had just arrived.

CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Littlecarrot Wahhh, who are these people?

Can you guess, my dear?

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