Scumbag Chapter 133 The Enchanting Demon King is a Living Lei Feng (45)

The two sides stopped fighting for two days and continued to fight. This time, the demonic beasts retreated, and the demons took out the thu

The two sides stopped fighting for two days and continued to fight.

This time, the demonic beasts retreated, and the demons took out the thunderfire.

Seeing the thunderfire, the disciples of the sect also took out the same round balls as the thunderfire, but the color was red.

"Do you think you are the only ones who have thunderfire? We’ve got some too!" The disciples of Zhenshan Sect hurled the red ball into the demonic faction’s ranks, "We’ve been waiting for this!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The red balls exploded upon landing among the crowd, triggering the surrounding thunderfire bombs. A chain of explosions erupted like firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, crackling nonstop.

"What is this thing?"

He Huan watched as bursts of flames erupted among the demon and demonic beast armies, accompanied by endless screams. She was utterly shocked.

Though some demons managed to throw thunderfire bombs into the human ranks, most of them were intercepted mid-air.

"There’s a trace of Phoenix True Flame in these..."

Ji Yanjun glared viciously at the Phoenix perched atop the parasol tree.

Phoenix True Flame was the bane of demonic energy, so these red balls are simply the nemesis of the demons.

Ji Yanjun's guess was correct. Ever since seeing the thunderfire he used, Mingting had been inspired.

When he was learning to forge weapons, he combined Phoenix True Flame with sulfur inside containers, creating these fireballs.

He had Ji Yanjun to thank for the idea!

"Ji Yanjun, I really owe you one! If you hadn’t bombarded me with thunderfire, I wouldn’t have thought of making these fireballs. You’re truly a mentor and friend on my path of learning!"

Mingting even mockingly cupped his hands toward Ji Yanjun from afar.

Being ridiculed by the man in red, Ji Yanjun was about to explode.

Especially seeing so many demons obliterated by the fireballs, he wished he could rip Mingting’s head off and kick it like a ball.

After the battles between low- and mid-tier cultivators concluded, the Ancestors once again stepped onto the battlefield. This time, Mingting crooked his finger at He Huan.

"Ugly monster, do you only know how to hide behind demons and demonic beasts, watching them fight and die for you? Weren’t you always coveting my beast core? Come and get it!"

Without waiting for He Huan to respond, Ji Yanjun couldn’t hold back and charged at Mingting first.

"Damn bird, last time, Du Heng protected you. This time, you’re finished!"

The moment Ji Yanjun reached the parasol tree, and before he could do anything, Mingting grabbed him by the throat.

"What made you so mediocre yet so audacious?"

Mingting spat out flames that twisted into ropes, binding Ji Yanjun like a dumpling and hung him on a tree branch, "Don't you like He Huan? Don't worry, I will ask her to keep you company in the mortal world in a while!"

Ji Yanjun stared at Mingting in terror, unable to make a sound.

‘What had this damned bird done to me? Why couldn't I move at all? This fire rope condensed from his True Flame weren’t just scorching my skin… they were burning away the demonic energy inside me.’

‘How was this even possible?’

Mingting didn’t bother answering Ji Yanjun's question. He transformed and flew towards He Huan.

His speed was so fast that even though He Huan had reached the Divine Transformation stage by absorbing beast cores, she couldn’t dodge in time.

Mingting sprayed out the Phoenix True Fire in the shape of a cage, imprisoning He Huan in it.

To catch a bandit, you must first catch the king. Since He Huan is the backbone of these great demonic beasts and demon generals, capturing her is the top priority.

However, this alone is not enough. Mingting used flames to slash He Huan’s wrists and ankles.

Blood spilled into the air, and the strange fragrance in it spread. The peculiar scent quickly caught the attention of the demons and magical beasts.

Sure enough, after seeing He Huan was captured and wounded by Mingting, whether it was the great demonic beasts and demon generals who were fighting with the Ancestors, or the lowly grunts, all of them turned their bloodshot eyes toward Mingting.

The scent of blood stimulated their senses, and He Huan’s injuries enraged them into a frenzy.

"Protect Fairy He Huan!"

"Audacious fool, how dare you harm the fairy?!"

"I'm going to tear that damn bird to pieces!"

All the great demonic beasts and demon generals abandoned their current battles and rushed toward Mingting, with the rest of the horde following close behind.

With Mingting and the parasol tree as the axis, most of the demons and monsters entered the range of 10,000 meters. Seeing this, the Ancestor of Seven Stars Island, Peng Hua, shouted: "Activate the formation!"

Le Qing, Du Heng, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect and the Ancestor of Sword Sect each took positions at the four cardinal directions… east, south, west, and north.

Peng Hua activated the formation, and a golden chessboard emerged from the ground, using the earth as its board and the sun and moon as its pieces, trapping the demons and demonic beasts within.

"Little one, get out now!"

As the chessboard began to close, Yu Bingqing frantically called Mingting.

According to Mingting's plan, he would use He Huan as the bait to lure the demons and demonic beasts into the formation, where they would be sealed inside the chessboard. That was the end.

But seeing that Mingting showed no intention of leaving, Yu Bingqing became anxious.

‘Has my baby lost his mind? Why is he still inside trying to capture those great demonic beasts and demon generals? Get out now!!’

Mingting strung up the high-level beasts and demon commanders like candied hawthorns on a skewer, binding them with fire ropes, and connected He Huan at the end. At the last moment, he dashed out, gripping the chessboard with one hand.

"Wen An, you’ve always believed that the hope of ascension for the Cultivation World lies with me, right? Well, watch closely!"

Mingting slapped the trunk of the parasol tree, "Grow…"

The already towering parasol tree instantly thickened and stretched, piercing straight through the heavens.

A brilliant golden light spilled down from the breach, overflowing with spiritual energy. Within the radiance, mountains, rivers, and pavilions could be seen.

‘Is this… the Immortal Realm?’

Everyone was stunned, completely dumbfounded by Mingting's audacious act of stabbing through the heaven with a tree.

"This… this…" Wen An was still in shock when Mingting transformed into a Phoenix, clutched the chessboard in his talons, and soared straight into the heavens.

Watching the fiery red Phoenix disappear before their eyes, everyone was left speechless.

‘Was the Little Phoenix actually the first being in the Cultivation World to ascend in so long?’