Ameng remained like a crazed beast, rampaging across the battlefield, unstoppable. His "Indestructible Vajra" technique rendered his body as if cast from steel, fearless against any enemy assault. His fists whistled through the air, each blow carrying the force to shatter mountains and cleave stone, sending every Demon race warrior that dared approach him flying backward. As he fought, he roared at the top of his lungs, "You Demon scum, go to hell! Today is your final day!" His voice, brimming with fury and bravado, seemed to vent every ounce of his hatred upon these Demon warriors.
Lingyue played her jade flute, the melody soaring, melodic and ethereal like music from the heavens. Yet, hidden behind this beautiful music lay immense power. The force of her "One-Yang Finger" pulsed with the flute’s rhythm, shooting out like sharp arrows. The projectiles moved with such incredible speed that the enemies were left completely unable to defend themselves. Many Demon warriors fell victim to her strikes, their bodies punctured by bloodied holes as they collapsed to the ground in agony, letting out harrowing screams.
Seeing the Human Race stand so valiant, displaying such formidable strength and unyielding fighting spirit, the last shred of hesitation in Eastern Emperor Taiyi’s heart vanished. He let out a long sigh and said helplessly, "Enough, enough. We shall do as you say—retreat!"
Chapter 112