Chapter 328 Turning the Tide
The remaining few demon kings,

The demon’s body felt as if struck by lightning.

They witnessed with their own eyes the moment when the powerful king fell.

My mind went blank.

The monster’s body shook violently.

It was a tremor that came from the depths of the soul.

My heart and soul are broken!

Become the king of the strong.

These two words,

It was once the supreme belief in their hearts.

For them.

It is an insurmountable existence like the sky.

It is a supreme symbol like a god!
In the eyes of these demon kings.

The demon king in the king realm.

It has long transcended the scope of living beings.

That was the ultimate display of strength.

It is the direct embodiment of the rules.

It is an invincible myth!

They crawl under the shadow of the powerful king.

Shivering.

Trembling.

Reverence is like a chain.

Tightly bound their souls.

But at this moment.

This one was so powerful that it made them despair.

Once high and mighty.

The arrogant demon king.

It’s like an ant.

Being wiped out lightly by Jiang Yue!

that scene.

It’s like a myth collapses.

Faith shattered.

Destroy and destroy.

A crushing victory without a doubt.

It completely shattered their hearts.

The last line of defense!
A strength they are proud of.

In front of Jiang Yue.

Like paper.

Vulnerable.

This is like a fairy tale.

A terrifying scene that subverts cognition.

It severely tore apart their already fragile psychological defenses.

The Beast God Cult’s evil method of manipulation.

At this moment, it seemed to have lost all its magic.

A power that was once proud of.

Now it’s like a joke.

They can no longer restrain the fear in their hearts.

Jiang Yue’s figure.

Like a nightmare.

It is deeply engraved in the depths of their souls.

They had already been subdued by Jiang Yue’s divine and demonic power.

Shocked.

Lost all will to resist.

The shadow of death.

Like a cold tide.

It instantly overwhelmed their hearts.

Suffocation.

Sense of fear.

A sense of despair.

Like a huge wave.

Wave after wave hit their minds.

The instinct of survival.

Like wildfire.

Burning madly deep in their souls.

Completely gained the upper hand.

How could I dare to have the slightest intention of fighting?
The desire to fight.

Already consumed by fear.

The only remaining demon kings.

Deep in the throat.

A desperate and shrill roar broke out.

That voice.

Sharp and harsh.

Full of helplessness and fear.

It was like a wail from the depths of hell.

They no longer have the arrogance they had before.

The previous ferocity.

The arrogance before.

It is now gone.

Like a stray dog.

With the tail between his legs.

Flee in all directions!
Defeated!

The formation of the demon army.

Disintegrated instantly.

Morale collapsed.

The army of demons was originally full of ferocity.

In an instant.

It fell apart.

Complete collapse!

Battlefield situation.

It was like a sudden reversal off a cliff.

As Jiang Yue killed the demon king.

This was a shocking blow.

A sudden reversal!

Human monk.

In a heart that was already in despair.

The flame of hope was rekindled.

Witness Jiang Yue’s figure, which looked like a god descending to earth.

Feel the blood boiling in your body.

The long suppressed fighting spirit.

Erupting like a volcano.

Morale instantly reached its peak!

Long suppressed anger.

I found an outlet at this moment.

Transformed into a soaring fighting spirit.

Like a flood that broke through the dam.

Unstoppable!

They let out an earth-shaking roar.

The sound is rolling.

resounding through the sky!

Everyone was as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.

Erupting with unprecedented power.

Like the tide.

Towards the remaining demons that were fleeing in panic.

Launched the final one.

It is also the most fierce offensive!

The demon side.

The morale of the army had already been broken.

Morale is gone.

Like a frightened bird.

Running around.

Faced with the human monks’ all-out counterattack that was like a volcanic eruption.

No longer able to resist.

They can only retreat step by step.

Howling all over the place.

Flesh and blood flying everywhere!
Broken limbs and arms.

Falling like raindrops.

The afterglow of sunset.

Like blood.

Scattered all over the devastated battlefield.

in the air.

The air was filled with a strong and sickening smell of blood.

And the pungent smell of gunpowder.

Disgusting.

It was so choking that it was almost impossible to breathe.

The Yunzhou people who survived the disaster.

Covered in bruises.

Covered in blood.

Standing there exhausted.

This broken land soaked in blood.

On their faces.

Full of fatigue and scars.

In the eyes.

But there was a gleam of relief at having survived the catastrophe. No one was cheering.

No one shouted in victory.

No one celebrated loudly.

On the battlefield.

A dead silence.

Only survived the disaster.

Heavy breathing.

Like a bellows.

The crisp sound of weapons colliding.

The rustling sound of armor rubbing against each other.

Over the silent battlefield.

Echoing faintly.

It tells the story of the cruelty and tragedy of this battle.

The Yunzhou human race.

Paid an extremely heavy price.

Countless monks.

To protect our homeland.

To resist the invasion of demons.

For the loved ones and land behind me.

He fell forever in this pool of blood.

Their blood.

Dyed the ground beneath our feet red.

their lives.

They stayed forever on the land they loved so much.

The smell of blood filled the air.

As if silently telling of their sacrifice.

Faced with such tragedy.

A heart-wrenching sight.

Everyone’s heart.

Everything was covered with a thick haze.

Yunzhou human race.

Holding back the grief.

They gritted their teeth.

Hold the weapon tightly in your hand.

Didn’t chase those.

The demon fled like a frightened bird.

They have already sacrificed too much.

It takes time to lick your wounds.

Heal the wounds.

It takes more time.

To rebuild this devastated land.

A broken home.

The road ahead.

It’s still a long time coming.

Jiang Yue slowly put away his Dharma body.

That statue stands tall and proud.

A huge and mighty body.

Gradually shrink.

Eventually it returned to normal size.

He seemed to have walked out of a pool of blood.

All over.

All soaked in blood.

Can’t tell.

Which is the blood of demons.

Which ones were his own blood.

Thick blood.

Along his armor.

Keeps dripping.

The power of Dharmakaya.

It is indeed extremely powerful.

Possessing terrifying power to destroy the world.

But its consumption.

It is also extremely terrifying.

Especially at such a high intensity.

In an almost crazy battle.

He barely got any chance to catch his breath or recuperate.

And so on and so forth.

A world-shaking battle.

now.

The spiritual power in his body.

It has long been exhausted.

Empty.

It’s like all the strength has been drained away.

I was mentally exhausted to the extreme.

It’s like all my energy has been drained away.

My body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

But he still straightened his spine.

Like a javelin.

Standing tall on the ruined battlefield.

His figure.

In the afterglow of the setting sun.

It was stretched very long.

Seems so aloof.

And so majestic.

Like a pillar supporting the sky.

Guarding behind.

This piece is in ruins.

Yunzhou is full of hope.

The look in his eyes.

Still firm.

Like the brightest star in the night sky.

Guiding the direction.

Brought hope.

Jiang Yue moved slowly.

Wave after wave of weakness, like a tide, surged out from deep within the body.

Every step felt like stepping on ethereal cotton, light and yet carrying the heaviness of a mountain pressing down on one’s head.

My legs seemed to be entangled in layers of invisible chains, and they were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Every time I lifted them, I exhausted all my strength.

After taking only two steps, Jiang Yue felt the strength in his body being rapidly drained, like a dry and cracked riverbed that could no longer squeeze out even a drop of water.

His tall and strong body swayed slightly, his vision went dark, and he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground in a mess.

At this critical moment, several quick-eyed and quick-handed Yunzhou soldiers rushed over like arrows from a bow, bursting out at an astonishing speed.

Their expressions were solemn and dignified as they carefully supported Jiang Yue, their movements extremely gentle, as if they were treating a priceless and fragile treasure.

He was afraid that if he used a little too much force, he would disturb this unparalleled hero who had just turned the tide, fought bloody battles, and saved Yunzhou from the dire straits.

The soldiers looked at Jiang Yue with eyes filled with incomparable awe, like the fanatical reverence of the most devout believers looking up to a god, as well as relief and gratitude for surviving the disaster.

They have witnessed and experienced firsthand how powerful Inspector Jiang Yue is.

That towering Dharma body is like a god descended to the earth, with great power shaking the universe. With a wave of his hand or a move, he can collapse mountains and split the earth.

Possesses terrifying power to destroy the world.

It was the sudden appearance of Inspector Jiang Yue, like a god descending to earth, that completely reversed the originally hopeless situation of the war, turned the tide, and saved the collapsing building, pulling them back from the iron hoof of the demons and from the edge of the abyss of death.

Otherwise, the ending of Yunzhou would be unimaginable and terrifying.

Perhaps they have already become blood food in the mouths of demons, and turned into a pile of cold souls, emitting silent cries on this land that is wantonly trampled by the iron hooves of demons.

Looking around, the battlefield was littered with corpses, broken limbs and arms piled up like mountains, and blood gathered into a river like a flood that broke through the dam, dyeing the ground beneath the feet red.

The thick and sickening smell of blood, mixed with the pungent smell of gunpowder, was like an lingering haze, suffocating and depressing.

They all tell of the tragedy and cruelty of this war, as well as the brutality and tyranny of the demons.

However, Inspector Jiang Yue, like a god from myths and legends, stood tall and majestically on this devastated land.

With his own strength, he blocked the demons’ crazy tsunami-like attack, protected Yunzhou, saved countless lives, protected their common home, and protected the land on which they depended for survival.

With such power and achievements, how could they not be in awe and prostrate themselves before him? How could they not bow down and worship him as if he were a god?
At this moment, a slightly anxious voice filled with concern came rapidly from a distance, like a sharp arrow piercing through the smoke of the battlefield.

“Inspector Jiang!”

“How are you? Are you okay?”

Wu Jingyu, the general of Yunzhou, had standing hair and beard, his face was as solemn as iron, and his weather-beaten face was full of fatigue and worry. He came quickly like an arrow shot from a bow.

The fine iron armor on his body was covered with shocking cracks, stained with glaring blood, and even with bits of demon flesh, emitting a disgusting stench.

It was obvious that he had just experienced a desperate battle, fought a bloody battle and crawled out with difficulty from a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses.

But at this moment, he didn’t care about the aftermath of cleaning up the battlefield, nor did he care about his already exhausted body. He didn’t even have time to care about the mountains of demon corpses around him, or the tragic scene on the battlefield.

There was only Jiang Yue in his eyes. Only this inspector of Yunzhou was like a beacon in the dark night, guiding the direction of the human race in Yunzhou.

His steps were hurried and a little messy, with a look of anxiety and worry that was hard to conceal. He walked quickly in front of Jiang Yue, and his deep eyes were like a searchlight, looking Jiang Yue up and down carefully, trying to confirm his injuries.

When his eyes fell on Jiang Yue, and the shocking bloodstains that almost dyed his entire armor red, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he was stabbed by an invisible steel needle. His heart sank suddenly, and a cold chill instantly surged through his body, making him feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

Inspector Jiang! He was injured so badly! He looked like a bloody man fished out of a pool of blood!
Wu Jingyu’s heart was filled with deep worry and anxiety, like a huge rock pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Inspector Jiang Yue is the most critical and important person in the Yunzhou human race’s fight against the invasion of demons. He is the last hope and pillar of the Yunzhou human race. There must be no mistakes, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Wu Jingyu quickly glanced at Xu Chong beside Jiang Yue and found that he was also covered in blood and in a very miserable state. His armor was torn in many places, even revealing the bloody and horrible wounds deep enough to see the bones.

He tried his best to calm himself down, forced himself to stay calm, and carefully checked the injuries of the two men.

After confirming that although the two men looked extremely miserable, covered in blood and had horrific injuries, their breathing was relatively stable and even, and they had no obvious fatal injuries, Wu Jingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his nerves, which had been tense to the extreme, relaxed a little.

He looked around the battlefield that was like hell on earth. Everywhere he looked, there were incomplete and shattered corpses of demons piled up like mountains of garbage. The air was still filled with the nauseating strong smell of blood and pungent smell of gunpowder.

The demons have been completely defeated and their army has been completely routed. The crisis in Yunzhou has been resolved and it is temporarily safe.

Wu Jingyu’s weather-beaten face finally revealed a sincere smile, as if relieved. He turned his head and his eyes fell on Jiang Yue’s tall and majestic body, with a trace of relief and admiration on his face, and his tone was sonorous and powerful, like the collision of metal and stone, full of sincere gratitude.

“Inspector Jiang.”

“In this battle, you were able to turn the tide and save the collapsing building. Your contribution is invaluable and you should be credited with the greatest achievement!”

“The Yunzhou people really should thank you!”

Wu Jingyu’s voice was loud and passionate, like the beating of a war drum, shocking people’s hearts. Every word was full of power and sincerity, without the slightest hypocrisy.

He knew very well that if Jiang Yue had not turned the tide and suppressed the demons, he would not have been able to reverse the situation on his own.

Today’s Yunzhou has probably already fallen completely and turned into a hell on earth, with lives lost, blood flowing like rivers, and corpses piled up like mountains.

Everything Jiang Yue has done will be remembered by the people of Yunzhou forever and will be passed down from generation to generation. His name will surely shine forever in the long history of Yunzhou like the brightest star.

(End of this chapter)