1329 The Two Armies Confront Each Other (2/2)

”Earth Prison must be trying to relieve the pressure we bring them, which is why it spread this nonsense at this time. They must be trying to frighten us.”

”The people of Earth Prison are indeed idiots. Serve them right to be trampled by us soon.”

…

Countless Nether Prison experts stood in the sky, shrouded in mighty auras. The great army of Nether Prison began to assemble.

Those armies that were sent to conquer the surrounding small worlds had all returned, including the Fire Demons, the Shadow Demons, and the Nether Chefs.

After capturing the surrounding small worlds, the armies of the nine clans were now assembled in the center. Their terrible auras seemed to turn into a colossal monster that was about to break free of heaven and earth.

The war horns were blowing. Their deafening sounds ripped through the sky and made every Nether Prison expert's blood boil with excitement.

Numerous warships hovered in midair. There was an army on the deck of every ship, which was led by a Peaked Nine-revolution Little Saint. The void creaked under their weight as the warships moved.

At this moment, a beam of light flew over and hovered in midair. It was a silver sword, on which stood a gray-robed old man, who was none other than the Sword Demon Patriarch. At the same time, a huge figure formed entirely of flames loomed in the void, burning the air as terrible heat waves swept out of it. It was the Fire Demon Patriarch.

Of the nine clans, the Patriarchs of the six clans had shown up, hovering high up in the sky. There was a twisting small world over each of them, where the Will of the Great Path poured out and shrouded them, making them look like real gods.

With the arrival of these Patriarchs, the whole Netherworld went into a frenzy.

The void was crushed as tens of thousands of Nether Prison experts howled and roared, embarking on their journey toward Earth Prison with terrible auras.

Meanwhile, the trend of buying flatbread in Earth Prison was over. The experts who had bought the flatbread had left the city.

Every aristocratic family had sent out all their strength and formed a great army. Under the leadership of experts from these families, they were ready to fight with the Nether Prison army.

Earth Prison was very strong, and that was the reason why Nether Prison called back the armies that were sent to conquer various small worlds and assembled them into a great army. It was their respect for Earth Prison. However, for Earth Prison, it was a disaster.

The great army of the nine clans was extremely fearsome. Earth Prison might be able to resist it if the previous Nether King was still alive. Unfortunately, Tian Cang was no longer around.

How was Earth Prison going to withstand the attack this time?

At the Imprisoned Dragon Pass, the border of Earth Prison, a great army consisting of hundreds of thousands of experts had assembled. Everyone was looking up at the distant sky, where a dark cloud was approaching. Mighty figures could be seen over the dark cloud, their terrible auras towering into the sky.

The next moment, an invisible defensive barrier emerged outside Earth Prison, separating the Earth Prison army and the Nether Prison army.

War seemed imminent.

…

The morning sun shone on the earth. Bu Fang opened the door, and a gust of cold wind immediately blew into the restaurant. Earth Prison's winter seemed to be coming.

Bu Fang's expression did not change when he saw nobody outside the door. Those customers who had bought the flatbread hadn't come back. It told him that the war had begun.

Nether Prison had started the invasion, and Earth Prison had begun to defend its homeland.

He sighed softly. Then, he pulled a chair over, placed it in front of the restaurant, and sat down on it, basking in the warm sunlight.

Foxy jumped out from Nethery's arms onto Bu Fang's stomach. The little fellow's eyes kept darting from side to side.

Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth and rubbed the little fox's head. With a flip of his hand, he produced an Explosive Meatball.

Foxy's eyes lit up. She took the meatball from Bu Fang and began to gnaw at it on his stomach.

Nethery was clad in a black skirt that revealed her attractive fair legs. Standing behind Bu Fang's chair, she lifted her head and looked into the distance, her black eyes seemingly gleaming.

Earth Prison was her home. Although she was exiled, it would forever be her home, and she worried about its safety.

There seemed to be a black hole expanding in the distant sky. It was a dark cloud.

Suddenly, the chair squeaked as Bu Fang rose to his feet and gave Foxy, who was eating meatballs, to Nethery.

In Nethery's puzzled eyes, he clasped his hands behind his back and strode away.

”Help me keep an eye on the restaurant while I pay off some debts…” Bu Fang said to Nethery. While his voice was still ringing in her ears, his figure had already vanished into the hazy morning mist.

Holding Foxy, Nethery didn't say anything as she watched Bu Fang disappear.

Bu Fang walked out of Yellow Spring Little Restaurant and left Yellow Spring City. He walked with long strides with his hands clasped behind his back, his hair and Vermilion Robe flapping in the wind. Before long, he came to the Yellow Spring River. He did not stop there but continued walking over the water.

In the distance, a small boat drifted through the hazy mist over the river, accompanied by a bleak sound of a flute that lingered in the air.