I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon novel Chapter 1219

Chapter 1219: Chapter 461: Empress, Let Me See Your Limits! (Part 2)

An Mengni’s broken right arm sprouted flesh buds, tendons and bones reconnected, and the wounds of others also rapidly healed, even the hidden injuries left by excessive use of Primordial Qi were completely restored.

"Thank you all for your assistance, I, Chen Mo, will remember it in my heart."

"You all rest well here, leave the rest to me."

Chen Mo bowed, a hint of cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

No matter who orchestrated all this, he must make them pay!

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...

On the other side, Zhu Huai and several grandmasters were also embroiled in a fierce struggle.

Even though those Ancient Fierce Beasts had fallen, they retained their characteristics, with high resistance to the Five Elements Daoist Skill.

Moreover, because they were inherently dead, with no vital spots, they became even harder to deal with—unless pulverized completely, they would regenerate even if decapitated or having their hearts dug out.

Boom—

Black fog rolled, Sikong Zuiyue was battling a demon fiercely.

The demon was extremely large, resembling a yellow sac, red like Alchemy Fire, with four wings on its back and six sharp claws glistening with chilling light.

Strangely, its face did not have features, but was a writhing mass of tentacles.

No matter what means used, any attack vanished like mud into the sea, causing no harm!

"This thing has Emperor Jiang’s bloodline, it’s hard to deal with."

"If this drags on, no one will leave alive!"

Sikong Zuiyue’s face turned somewhat grim.

Yet due to the contract constraints, she couldn’t just abandon Chen Mo.

Moreover, the Mystic Fire Treasure Mirror was still in his hands, thus escape was impossible, the retreat completely blocked!

"No wonder Chu Yanli was so willing, even proactively took out a First Grade Golden Contract, fooling me and Chen Mo into signing, claiming this boy’s fortune would definitely help me find the remains of the Ancient Emperor..."

"Now the emperor’s remains are found, but at the cost of our lives!"

Sikong Zuiyue felt tricked by Chu Yanli, her mood growing increasingly sour.

But it was her own choice, blaming no one, she could only vent her anger at the fierce beast in front of her.

"Devouring Spirit..."

She urged Dao Power, black fog spread like thick ink, engulfing the fierce beast.

Terrifying roars emerged from the mist, accompanied by hair-raising gnawing sounds, as if countless tormented souls were biting at its flesh, the air thick with the scent of blood.

Soon, all went silent.

Just as Sikong Zuiyue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly sensed something, her heart skipped a beat.

The dense fog was rapidly drained, revealing a large bloody body, swollen like a balloon, its size expanding several times over!

Then, its chest split open, revealing a mouth like an abyss, with a faint red glow gathering inside.

"Not good!"

Sikong Zuiyue’s pupils contracted.

But it was too late to dodge; a massive beam of light shot out at lightning speed, instantly striking her!

"Poof—"

Sikong Zuiyue was hit like a thunderbolt, spitting out a mouthful of blood, falling towards the ground like a kite with a broken string.

She never expected this fierce beast not only ignored magic but could also devour Primordial Qi, compress it within, then unleashed it all, effectively using her own tactics against her!

Below was an endless tide of corpses; once she fell among them, she’d be torn to shreds instantly!

Sikong Zuiyue struggled to adjust her breathing, but the sudden reversal of Dao Power inside her, like a tangled mess, made it impossible to control her body.

Seeing the ground getting closer, countless fierce beasts raised their heads, opening bloody mouths, and she could clearly see the dense rows of ferocious fangs, foul saliva trickling down the corners.

"It’s over..."

Her eyes held not only fear but also a deep unwillingness.

As the Sikong family’s candidate for clan leader, she had sought the path of longevity tirelessly over the years, yet here she was, dying young, likely to become a laughingstock if word got out...

And Qing Lin...

A picture of a delicate maiden flashed before her eyes, slender eyelashes slightly trembled.

"I couldn’t do it in the end... Forgive me..."

As Sikong Zuiyue’s mind raced with a final montage of regrets, she suddenly felt something was wrong, finding herself not in the mouth of fierce beasts, but instead in a strong embrace.

A big hand firmly supported her waist, a warm voice reached her ears:

"Despite being a grandmaster, you can’t even handle a corpse. You might as well change your name to Sikong Zuiqiang." (Note: "Zuiqiang" sounds like "falling air")

?

Sikong Zuiyue turned her head to see Chen Mo calmly looking at her.

Meanwhile, a warm current flowed into her body, her painfully tense meridians were immediately relieved.

"You have the nerve to say that? If it weren’t for you, I’d never have ended up in such a situation!" Sikong Zuiyue came to her senses, rose to break free from his embrace, and said crossly.

"Come on, without me, you would have been killed by that bald monk ages ago."

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