Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

Chapter 433: Chapter 389: Drawing a Terrifying Ghost_2

However, at this very moment, Nan Feng suddenly changed the tune of her zither.

The aura of slaughter instantly disappeared without a trace.

Instead, a gentle melody emerged!

This tune was extremely soft, like the flowing of a creek, like a mountain breeze caressing gently.

But in just an instant!

The twelve Saint Kings suddenly spat blood in unison!

This was a yin and gentle killing technique!

Nan Feng… had finally completed her transformation from fierce slaughter to a balance of toughness and gentleness!

She stepped into the realm of the Saint Monarch!

…

The most infuriated, however, were the other five Saint Kings, who while fighting Wu Dade, also started yelling out loud.

“You beast, how dare you humiliate us like this!”

These Saint Kings were hopping mad because Wu Dade actually dared to face them with his buttocks!

“I’ll smash your butt to pieces!”

A Saint King roared furiously, his palm force overwhelming!

“Beast, if I don’t blow your buttocks apart, I will have lived in vain as a Saint King!”

The rest roared even more furiously!

With all their might!

Endless attacks bombarded Wu Dade’s buttocks!

At that instant, Wu Dade suddenly let out an extremely intoxicating sound.

“Ah… that’s the feeling!”

His eyes shone, and his whole body glowed!

His body was reorganizing as he entered a new realm!

“Eat my butt!”

He sat down with his buttocks towards one Saint King!

The Saint King was infuriated and gave his all.

But in the next moment, he was directly sent flying, retreating hundreds of li and spewing blood from his mouth!

…

At this moment, deep in the Sky Vault,

Zi Ling’s painting had finally been completed in one corner!

It was a painting of war, with countless mighty beings attacking, showing different forces. Upon closer inspection, there were legions of thousands of troops, and the expressions of each figure were lifelike!

The numerously vast legions were drawn on a piece of xuan paper, just one corner, yet every detail was visible!

With one stroke of the brush.

In an instant.

Within the boundless Imperial Allied Forces below, it was as if a white expanse of snow was suddenly poured with a pot of boiling hot water.

The dense Imperial Allied Forces directly cleared a space!

Countless mighty warriors vanished in the blink of an eye!

One million…

Five million…

Ten million…

Eighty million…

A full hundred million troops vanished in an instant!

And the dozens of Saint Kings who had been fiercely battling people like Dugu Yuqing just a moment ago, were now struggling desperately!

“No… what is this power…”

“Help!”

“Eerie!”

A group of Saint Kings cried out, but their figures still continued to fade!

Soon, they completely disappeared from where they were!

Seeing this scene, the Imperial Allied Forces, countless people were shocked and dumbfounded!

“What happened? What on earth is going on?”

“Hundreds of the Holy Clan, just vanished like that? How is it possible!”

“There’s great eeriness, great terror, even dozens of Saint Kings can’t withstand it!”

Even with a hundred billion of the Imperial Allied Forces, they were all terrified at this sight!

What kind of concept is this!

The Black White chess pattern was terrifying, but its spread took time, only able to swallow the Imperial Allied Forces in millions.

But now, a hundred million allied troops, dozens of Saint Kings, vanished just like that!

It was unthinkable what had happened!

The previously overconfident Imperial Allied Forces suddenly panicked at this moment!

On the other side, Dugu Yuqing, Wu Dade, and the others, who were rushing to kill, also panicked!

“Senior Sister Zi Ling, you can’t play like this!”

“This is too much, at this rate, the Imperial Allied Forces will be finished in no time…”

“Even more terrifying than Jiang Li!”

They were all anxious.

Hurriedly charging towards the Imperial Allied Forces!

“I knew it, once Senior Sister Zi Ling makes a move, group battles… there’s no contest, truly no contest!”

“Now that Senior Sister Zi Ling has broken through to the Saint Monarch Realm, I’m afraid it’s even more hopeless…”

Behind them, even Jiang Li’s mindset was somewhat collapsing; he was thinking about throwing in the towel.

What use is this chessboard to me??

At this moment.

Even in the far rear of the Imperial Allied Forces, aboard a gigantic ship that had yet to move until now, the eyes of nine Emperors were inevitably drawn to the battlefield.

“Hmm? These ant-like Human Race, they’ve actually resisted up to now? Surprising!”

An Emperor spoke with confusion.

“Something’s wrong, that group is suspicious!”

An elderly man with white hair was directly pointing in the direction of Dugu Yuqing!

“How come, all of a sudden, there are so many fewer in the Imperial Allied Forces?”

“That group of youths, quite extraordinary, seem to be the strongest prodigies of the Human Race; those of the same rank seem like Earth Chickens and Clay Dogs in front of them!”

A group of Emperors all seemed quite solemn!

Jiang Hanshuang also looked over, and when she saw this group of young men and women, she suddenly felt a palpitation!

“It’s her!”

At that moment, an Emperor suddenly pointed deep into the Sky Vault.

Being Emperors, they naturally could see, deep in the Sky Vault, a girl in purple clothes painting.

She… was painting this very battlefield!

And the one billion army that vanished moments ago… appeared within her painting!

As the nine Emperors watched, deep in the Sky Vault, Zi Ling suddenly threw out her painting!

In an instant, the one billion army that had disappeared reappeared!

However, they roared and charged towards the Imperial Allied Forces!

They… had become Zi Ling’s painting slaves!

Zi Ling, with just a thought, could manipulate them!

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield further reversed!

Countless soldiers of the Imperial Allied Forces, upon witnessing this scene, were shocked.

“What’s going on? The disappeared army has turned into our enemies?!”

“Bizarre, truly bizarre!”

“Their lives have been transmuted, their lives have been transmuted!”

Countless Saints, Saint Monarchs, and others all wore looks of terror!

This kind of method had almost completely exceeded their understanding!

Even the nine Emperors on the giant ship had their expressions change and involuntarily inhaled a breath of cold air!

“No good, with these few people here, even a hundred billion of the Imperial Allied Forces… can’t withstand the slaughter, can’t withstand her painting!”

The white-haired Emperor spoke gravely!

“All Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors, surround and kill them!”

Jiang Hanshuang directly issued the command!

She needed to keep an eye on Jiang Xue, this great enemy, so she was reluctant to waste time on others.

In an instant, within the Imperial Allied Forces, the top fighters, the Great Saints and Quasi-Emperor level figures, all took action!

Earlier, the Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors had hardly targeted Dugu Yuqing and the others.

Because, Dugu Yuqing and the others were only Saints.

Not worth their intervention.

But now, this group of young men and women had thoroughly garnered attention!

“Divine Envoy, should we intervene?”

On the giant ship, an Emperor looked towards the cabin.

And within the cabin, the Blue-Robed Taoist had eyes full of fervor!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He was staring intently at Nan Feng, Dugu Yuqing, and the others!

“A group of exceptionally gifted Yin Spirits, they… must be related to the Great Yin Spirit!”

“They must be!”

He muttered to himself, then waved his hand, saying:

“Unless I command it, none of you shall intervene!”

“Gradually press them, gradually force out that Great Yin Spirit!”

His face was full of greed and anticipation!

And at that moment.

Following Jiang Hanshuang’s command.

The strongest forces within the Imperial Allied Forces nearly all surrounded Dugu Yuqing and the others!

In total, seven Quasi-Emperors and forty-one Great Saints!

The number… was almost five times that of Nan Feng and the others!

…

And at that moment.

At the edge of the battlefield in a certain place.

Ao Wushuang’s legs were weak, and his lips were dry; he subconsciously glanced left and right.

Hm, finally no one is paying attention to me now…

He turned and ran!!