# 1094
Chapter 1095: Reinforcements Return
"Wang Mian?!"
Seeing that gray-clothed figure with white hair, Lin Qiye blurted out his name.
Wang Mian stood in front of Lin Qiye, chunks of flesh and gore raining down onto the snowy ground before him, the [Mandarin Arrow] at his waist sliding back into its sheath.
After confirming that Isis couldn't recover her mobility in the short term, he turned around, about to say something. When he saw Lin Qiye's current state, he froze.
"Lin Qiye, your cultivation level……"
A grim smile appeared on Lin Qiye's bloodied face.
Wang Mian was puzzled. He glanced at the gore-covered Isis in the distance, swept his gaze across the devastated battlefield, and his eyes landed on the Coat of Arms that lay scattered in the snow.
It was as if he realized something. His entire body went rigid like a statue.
After an unknown length of time, the deeply lined wrinkles on his aged face creased deeply.
His body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Fury and madness blazed in his eyes.
He let out a low roar, drew the [Mandarin Arrow] at his waist once more, and his身形 pierced through the wind and snow, flashing to the gore-covered yet still-alive Isis.
His hands trembled as he gripped the blade. His aged fingers, covered in age spots, went pale from the force. He stared down at the body beneath him, raised the snow-white blade high, and stabbed into Isis's body frantically, again and again.
The压抑ed growls echoed through the weeping wind and snow. Drifting snow swirled with his movements. He was like a madman, stabbing dozens of times into the pool of flesh slowly reforming in the snow. By the time she had been hacked into a pile of minced meat, the snow around was completely dyed red, and only then did his trembling hands release the blade.
He collapsed weakly onto the snowy ground. His aged eyes slowly closed. A hoarse voice, laden with infinite sorrow and guilt, escaped him:
"I'm sorry, Lin Qiye……I'm sorry……"
"We……came too late……"
When he heard the word "we," a look of relief finally appeared on Lin Qiye's bloodied face. Lying weakly in the snow, gazing up at the flame-scorched national defense monument with its fire gradually extinguishing, he exhaled slowly.
He knew that this national defense monument, he had managed to defend.
……
At another location on the battlefield.
Zuo Qing stood at the edge of a snow crater, looking down at the sealed Wind God Shu beneath his feet, his brow furrowed.
Bright headlights cut through the wind and snow. A battery-powered vehicle slowly drove over. Lu Wuwei stopped beside Zuo Qing and removed his helmet.
"How did you get here so quickly? Weren't you taking the unconscious Night Watch onto a plane back to Shangjing?" Lu Wuwei asked in confusion.
"Detected the foreign god's invasion, so I jumped from the aircraft and flew here directly." Zuo Qing replied, reaching down to lift the Wind God Shu from the snow. Shu's entire body was rigid and stiff, like a statue that wouldn't move an inch.
"Oh……What's wrong with him?"
"Not sure. It seems someone intervened and halted the process of his body's reconstruction." Zuo Qing scanned the surroundings but found no suspicious figures. "Strange……Is there really someone within Great Xia capable of doing this?"
"I don't think now's the time to discuss this."
Lu Wuwei reached out, pointing toward that towering colossus in the distance that was pinning down the two Nine Pillar Gods and bashing their heads in. "What is that thing that's about to smash the heads of the two Nine Pillar Gods into paste?"
Zuo Qing glanced over and replied calmly, "That's the Black King."
"Black King? What exactly is the Black King?"
"……That's not easy to explain in a short time." Zuo Qing set Shu's body aside for now. "Those two Nine Pillar Gods are already on the brink of death. Find an opportunity to restrain them, then wait for the Queen Mother to make her move and lock the Black King back up."
Zuo Qing looked at the towering colossus that now only had three chains remaining on its body, sighing deeply. "In present-day Great Xia, only the Queen Mother likely has the power to suppress it."
"Is it that strong?"
"It has completely lost control and gone berserk. See those last three chains on its body? If those three chains break as well, and the 'prison' is completely destroyed, it恐怕就再也关不回去了."
"Sounds like the situation is already quite urgent." Lu Wuwei glanced at the Queen Mother of the West who was currently engaged with the Eight Primordial Gods in the distance. "But isn't the Queen Mother dealing with those several Eight Primordial Gods?"
"Someone will come to take over." Zuo Qing raised his head, looking toward the distance. "Counting the time, they should be arriving soon……"
……
BOOM——!!
Fierce divine power churned through the air. The Queen Mother of the West held the Kunlun Mirror in hand, coldly gazing at the three battered Eight Primordial Gods before her. Her frosty features radiated killing intent.
On a distant mountain cliff, the corpse of one Eight Primordial God was gradually being cremated into ash by cyan flames.
Witnessing one Eight Primordial God being slain right before their eyes, the other three gods' faces grew grim. They glanced toward the distance, saw that the Nine Pillar Gods still hadn't destroyed the national defense monument, and anxiety flickered across their faces.
"What exactly are they doing……"
The Queen Mother of the West snorted coldly. Just as she was about to strike again, several consecutive thunderclaps rang out from the horizon.
Several streaks of light flew at astonishing speed from the west, landing around the three Eight Primordial Gods. One silver streak of light spiraled in the air for a moment before flying directly toward the direction of the national defense monument.
Around the three Eight Primordial Gods, figure after figure of Great Xia deities manifested. A young man with black hair and red clothing, shouldering a fire-tipped spear and standing on wind-fire wheels, led six or seven Great Xia gods, completely encircling the Eight Primordial Gods in the air.
The three Eight Primordial Gods' expressions changed dramatically. Just as they were about to fight their way out desperately, blazing flames ignited from the void, forming a ring of fire that forced their forms backward.
"Nezha arrives late with reinforcements! May the Lady forgive my tardiness!"
Outside the ring of fire, Nezha腾出手来, bowing respectfully to the Queen Mother of the West.
When the Queen Mother saw the reinforcements arriving, the furrow between her brows eased somewhat. Her gaze drifted to the distance, landing on that towering colossus that had completely lost control. Her eyes narrowed slightly.
The Queen Mother of the West didn't even glance at the three Eight Primordial Gods. She flew directly toward the towering colossus, saying淡淡:
"Kill them all."
"Yes."
As the Queen Mother of the West's figure vanished from view, Nezha gripped his fire-tipped spear, turning to coldly regard the three Eight Primordial Gods whose faces had gone ashen.
"Like running away, do you? Like raiding our base, do you?" Flames of fury burned in Nezha's pupils. "What I hate the most……is you scoundrels who like raiding bases!"
The crimson sea of fire instantly dyed the gloomy sky into a血色霞光.