Chapter 1425: Entrusting Hope

It was undeniable that this group of Demonic Beasts was remarkably clever. Those who did not know might even say that they had the supreme military advisor, Zhuge Liang himself orchestrating them!

Playing dumb to defeat the 12 Guardians of the Temple!

Luring Old Meng away to trick him!

Their final move pulling the carpet under Old Meng meant that they had not only captured Ximen Dingjun, but it also meant drawing Old Meng away!

This series of plots were closely interlocking, flawless, and absolutely ingenious! The remaining hundreds of people were suddenly on the chopping block, helpless and left to the mercy of the Beast Horde!

"B...B... Beast Horde! The Beast Horde is coming at us! The Ninth Young Lord and his personal bodyguard are gone! What are we going to do?"

Things had taken a dramatic turn.

The remaining people, although there were hundreds of them, were all Lu Changwei's low cultivation lackeys.

The strongest among them, Lu Changwei, only had 130,000 combat power, not enough to even make a dent to the Beast Horde.

Above all that, Lu Changwei was maimed.

The hundreds of people scattered all over the place, were confused and in a frenzied panic.

"Why don't we follow the Ninth Young Lord down into the hole?" Someone suggested in desperation.

Another person refuted, "Go down the hole, my ass! You think that the Beast Horde won't go down into the hole? We'll all be stuck down there and die!"

"Then what should we do? With our cultivation, we can't run quickly enough!" The crowd screamed in despair.

"Everyone, shut the hell up! Bring Master Wei and follow me!"

Once again, Zhu Dachang stepped up to the plate. He led the hundreds of people to Dong Xiaowu.

Zhu Dachang fell to knees before the young governor.

The others followed suit, and began to cry out.

"Young governor! Help us!"

"Young governor! Save us!"

"Uh..." Dong Xiaowu could feel a trickle of sweat run down his forehead. "I can't protect any of you! The bodyguards I brought with me are all young men under 30 years old. The strongest one has only 130,000 combat power!"

Zhu Dachang quickly turned to the other side, thumping his head on the ground. "Lady Wenren! Save us! Your cultivation is the highest amongst us. You are known for your kindness and grace. You won't turn away from people in need, right? Please save us!"

The other hundreds of people did the same.

"Shut up!" Miao Yiyue scolded. "Muyue's cultivation is high but she's sick! She is not allowed to fight! You guys are asking her to kill herself!"

The people began to wail in hopelessness.

"What should we do? Are we just going to stay here and die?"

"Stop arguing! All 12 of the Temple Guardians are dead! Even if Lady Wenren were to fight the beasts, she won't be able to defeat them either!"

"This is it! We're going to die! We really are going to die this time!"

"Save us! Save us! I really don't want to die!"

The hundreds of people were completely resigned. There was no light at the end of the tunnel for them.

Some of them were pale asghosts, while the others were shaking from head to toe. Some people even wet their pants.

it was evident that death was coming, and none of them were able to handle the situation!

"Everyone, stop arguing!" Wenren Muyue suddenly shouted. "We cannot fire and we cannot flee! Right now, there's only one road left for us!"

"Is there a way out? Can we be saved? Lady Wenren! Please tell us now! Point us to a way out! We'll listen to you!"

There was sudden surge of hope as hundreds of eyes turned to Wenren Muyue as if she was their savior, their final hope.

"Our final path is to wait!" Wenren Muyue said.

All at once, the people exploded.

"Wait? Lady Wenren! Are you kidding? The Demonic Beasts are only 500 meters away! If we keep waiting, we'll just be waiting to die!"

"The situation has come down to this, so I'll just be frank with you!" Wenren Muyue said. "Mr. Chen is nearby the Beast Horde! He told me just now that he knows how to defeat the horde!"

"Mr. Chen? Which Mr. Chen? You don't mean that green-horned, snot-nosed little kid, right?"

"He thinks he could beat the horde? Not even a naïve fool would believe a stupid statement of that sort!"

"Yeah! Even the Temple Guardians were defeated! What can an outsider do?"

"I'm thinking he must have taken the opportunity to escape! If he dare face the Beast Horde, I will eat shit in front of a live audience!"

The people raised their doubts and questions.

After all, in their eyes, Chen Xiaobei was simply a young stranger. Surely, he must be the weakest one among them. How could he fight the terrifying Beast Horde?

"Everyone, shut up!" Wenren Muyue barked. "I have already entrusted all my hope on Mr. Chen! If you don't believe me, then your legs are attached to your own bodies, aren't they? So, you can run if you want! Otherwise, stop all your nonsense!"

As she spoke, Wenren Muyue's Ethereal Force began to move, and a pure white light lit up from behind her like a halo, shining all around her.

The Ethereal force frightened everyone till they spoke no more, and dared not breathe another word.

Their impression of Wenren Muyue was that she was a gentle, genial and demure lady. This was the first time they had ever experienced such a frightening force from her.

With a proclamation like that, the others could only shut up and wait.

After all, these people were all low cultivation weaklings. Attempting to make a run for it and getting to the safe zone would be an impossible task for them.

to wait - this was their only way out!

Of course, right now, the whole group had only stayed because they were fearful of Wenren Muyue. Deep down, they were doubting the kid named Chen. Could he really save them?

"Look! Look over there! The sky is a blood red color! The Beast Horde seemed to have stopped running!" Dong Xiaowu suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone turned their eyes toward the direction Dong Xiaowu had pointed at.

What they saw was exactly as Dong Xiaowei had described.

There, Chen Xiaobei was standing before the Beast Horde, and hovering behind him was a piece of painting about a few meters long.

The painting was emitting a bright, bloody crimson light all over the place, and raising a bone-chilling gale.

Upon a closer look, a red flame was dancing on the painting, and tens of thousands of skeletal warhorses, and the evil spirits of soldiers charged out from the gates of hell. Their murderous intent was so strong that even the heavens could feel them.

It felt as if they were going to kill all living beings and turn the whole forest into a living hell!

The hundreds of Demonic Beasts sucked in a cold breath of air when they saw the painting.

The Demonic Beasts who previously had no problem killing people were suddenly filled with fear!

It was like hell itself had descended on them, and the apocalypse had arrived. Hopelessness and despair began to fill them, so much so that they trembled violently.

"Answer me honestly!" Chen Xiaobei was speaking in Zoolinguics. "Why have you come here?"