Five-Nine-Zero Beaten to Mush [Fifth Update] Were it not for the extreme rarity of this lineage, the Black Serpent bloodline would certainly rank among the Demon Race’s Top Ten Demon Warriors—a power capable of matching the Chimera bloodline one-on-one. Even among the Top Ten Demon Warrior bloodlines, the Chimera lineage stands near the apex of formidable strength. The Black Serpent bloodline’s power: Half-Saint strength!

The expressions of the group became cautious once more. Though the guards Cerig stationed in the subterranean palace were few, the presence of Tu Cha alone was enough to suppress everything. “Are we just going to let it go?” The dull-witted Zhen Ce looked at the others, unwilling to concede.

“According to Qian Jin’s description, that Heart of Lucifer might actually benefit all of us.” “Ambush.” The silent Burning Path Raging Song suddenly spoke: “A frontal assault is absolutely impossible. Only an ambush stands a chance.” Duan Feng Bu Er nodded repeatedly in agreement. Things had reached this point; give up now?

None of them could bear to. Hearing Qian Jin’s description, they could instinctively feel the potential benefits. “The specific plan will be this.” Burning Path Raging Song began to leverage his specialty as a soldier in strategy and deployment, using a short knife to carve diagrams onto the wooden table: “The Sixth Prince going to the Heart of Lucifer’s location should easily draw Tu Cha’s attention.” Qian Jin’s eyes lit up—exactly!

The Heart of Lucifer exerted a powerful influence on the spirit. Even a slight approach had caused him to see various hallucinations. Touching it would likely be impossible, but Mu Ne Zhen Ce was different.

This unique Spirit Master possessed a special ability others lacked! His resistance to spiritual interference was exceptionally strong. If he could walk into that spiritual field completely undisturbed and continue moving forward, it would certainly attract Tu Cha’s notice—and not just ordinary attention, perhaps even surprise.

For any being, human or demon, surprise leads to a momentary distraction! The instant that attention wavered was the moment he revealed an opening. “If that scenario actually occurs…” Burning Path Raging Song looked at Qian Jin, “You strike!

Hold nothing back in your attack! Qie Shuai and the Princess’s Destruction Demon Eyes must activate almost simultaneously. You had better be able to predict his retreat route, or his retreat route after being injured, and position yourselves there beforehand!” “The Sixth Prince must immediately turn back at this moment.” Burning Path Raging Song carved movements onto the tabletop with his small knife: “No matter what reaction Tu Cha makes if injured or if he successfully evades the attack, you must turn back instantly.

Prevent being attacked by Tu Cha, and simultaneously unleash your spiritual attack to cause the demon to make a critical misjudgment, aiding Qie Shuai, the Princess, and Qian Jin’s strike.” “Hey, hey, hey…” Duan Feng Bu Er stared at Burning Path Raging Song. “What about me? What about me?” “You…” Burning Path Raging Song scratched his head looking at the wooden table diagram.

“Find your own opportunity to strike. After all, you are a Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline warrior. On this battlefield, you should know where your advantage lies.” Duan Feng Bu Er paused then immediately understood Burning Path Raging Song’s meaning.

The Nine-Headed Serpent was heralded as the king among all snakes! Even the regal Black Serpent would feel suppressed in the presence of a Nine-Headed Serpent. “You just need to ensure you stay alive,” Burning Path Raging Song told Duan Feng Bu Er.

“As long as you live… you can maintain suppression over Tu Cha.” Duan Feng Bu Er nodded repeatedly. When he had first awakened his Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline power, he had encountered a warrior with the Viper bloodline. As soon as his own bloodline activated, the opponent’s strength immediately plummeted in a straight line.

That was a suppression inherent to the bloodline, preventing the opponent from utilizing their full intended power! While the Black Serpent bloodline was a regal existence among serpentine magical beasts, it was still slightly inferior to the supreme, imperial-level Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline. Duan Feng Bu Er only needed to activate his bloodline power to affect the opponent’s strength to some degree.

Half-Saint strength? What did that concept imply? Qian Jin understood perfectly.

If they fought him head-on, none of them together could withstand even one blow from this Tu Cha. Perhaps if he could enter the Battle Soul realm, he could contend, maybe even win. But, right now… Qian Jin felt deeply depressed.

His Battle Soul had been slow to truly coalesce. Based on past progression, he should have refined his Battle Soul before Qie Shuai and the others. After all, both the quantity and quality of his Battle Qi, derived from the Golden Soul Heart, now surpassed even the peak level of Golden Soul Hearts, yet he still could not forge a Battle Soul.

His level progression, always a step ahead, had now ironically lagged behind. Although his combat power hadn't truly fallen behind, Qian Jin couldn't help but feel depressed. What was the fourth fire that Uncle Black had mentioned in the Four Fires Merging?

Burning Path Raging Song began carving on the tabletop again, formulating a second contingency plan: if the initial ambush failed, how should they compensate to maximize the chance of surrounding and killing Tu Cha. As someone from a military family, Burning Path Raging Song was now displaying his true advantages and specialties. He drafted four distinct plans in one go—plans that could be used independently or sequentially, accounting for every possible development, even planning the method of retreat should the battle fail.

“Impressive!” Duan Feng Bu Er gave a thumbs-up. “Raging Song, you’ll surely make a Marshal someday, right?” Burning Path Raging Song gave a faint smile. Marshal was not his goal.

As a warrior of the Burning Path family, achieving Marshal rank was not a matter of unique pride or honor; it was something every descendant of the Burning Path family was expected to achieve. As warriors of the Burning Path family, their ultimate objective was to challenge the bloodline warriors, bringing hope and light to all ordinary warriors, resolutely hoisting the banner for the common soldier—this was what the Burning Path warriors must accomplish. A heavy, profoundly heavy burden, pressed down for thousands, tens of thousands of years, was now slowly shifting onto Burning Path Raging Song’s shoulders.

Whether he wished to accept this mantle or not, he had to bear it! Because his surname was Burning Path… it was a responsibility and duty he could not shirk. The plan, detailed beyond measure, was practiced several times by the group within the room, deliberately avoiding the use of Battle Qi, refining the synchronization and tacit understanding between them.

The instant the surprise attack commenced, the higher their subsequent coordination was, the greater their chance of success. When the rehearsal felt intimately familiar, Qian Jin quietly organized his equipment within the Battle Realm, donned his warrior attire, leaned on his staff, and, supported by Lucifer Flowing Water and Mu Ne Zhen Ce, walked out of the room with an appearance of lingering illness. He boarded the carriage that the Crown Prince had ordered to wait outside Qian Jin’s quarters and proceeded toward the subterranean palace.

The vast subterranean palace was completely invisible from the surface. Only at the very moment the entrance appeared did Lucifer Flowing Water’s eyes flash with surprise; he hadn't expected such an access point to exist here. A demon was already stationed at the entrance: Tu Cha!

The Black Serpent bloodline Demon Warrior, a powerhouse renowned for his Half-Saint level existence. With his hands clasped behind his back, his pupils held vigilance as he fixed his gaze on Qian Jin, speaking with a somber face, “Master Feijing, what is the meaning of this?” “What is the meaning? Are your eyes blind?” Mu Ne Zhen Ce’s voice suddenly sharpened with icy coldness.

“Can’t you see Master Feijing is injured and requires our support to move?” Tu Cha’s arrogant yet sinister face turned ashen! Even his dark skin couldn't hide the livid color displayed upon the noble Black Serpent bloodline Demon Warrior, a Half-Saint level powerhouse, being spat upon by such a low-caste demon! Tu Cha’s chest heaved violently.

He glared fiercely at Mu Ne Zhen Ce. How dare such a lowly demon speak and insult him? Had he turned rebellious?

Was he seeking death? If not for the fact that the Furious Flowing Mirror was still useful, I would slaughter all of you with one slap. “We have demons here to attend to Feijing…” “You, the leader, are blind in both eyes.

I don’t trust your subordinates,” Mu Ne Zhen Ce’s words, filled with provocation, cut in again. The veins on Tu Cha’s forehead throbbed furiously; he desperately wanted to seize and strangle this lowly demon immediately. A dignified Black Serpent bloodline Demon Warrior!

A Half-Saint level expert, not only insulted by a lowly demon but also interrupted when speaking. Under normal circumstances, killing his entire family would not be punishment enough for such an offense. “But…” “Tu Cha, if you don't trust us, we equally don't trust your Crown Prince faction,” Lucifer Flowing Water interrupted Tu Cha’s attempt to speak, stating coldly, “We are worried that after Master Feijing enters and helps you complete your task, you will simply murder him.” Tu Cha, angry at being interrupted, found his expression growing even colder upon hearing Lucifer Flowing Water’s words.

She was indeed a princess from the Royal Clan; she understood these political maneuvers well. But even if she understood, what of it? A faint haughtiness flickered in Tu Cha’s eyes: the combined strength of you demons isn't enough for me to punch once!

Those who come to guard Furious Flowing Mirror have only one fate: death for all! Of course, the Princess can live! Tu Cha smiled coldly.

It’s just that this beautiful princess will likely be slept with by numerous demons before she is allowed to leave here. “Are you going to let us in or not, you stupid demon!” Mu Ne Zhen Ce’s voice suddenly became shrill and piercing. “I’m telling you!

You stupid demon! If you don’t let us in, we are turning back right now! And we will never help your Crown Prince faction again!” The veins on Tu Cha’s forehead bulged, and the knuckles of his fists cracked as he clenched them.

An arrogant, low-ranking demon! He must be killed! Good!

Very good! Tu Cha took a deep breath. This damned low-caste demon must die today!

As long as I get him into the subterranean palace, the moment he violates even a minor rule inside, I will have legitimate grounds to kill him! At that time, before the Princess can shout for me to stop, I will beat this low-caste demon to death! Yes!

Beat him into mush! RA