Chapter 1392: Three Supreme Saints Below the Fool

Chapter 1392: Chapter 888: Three Supreme Saints Below the Fool

Empress Huangtu closed her majestic eyes, as if she were carefully perceiving something.

The ground trembled frantically, as though the entire world was about to collapse.

In just a few seconds, Du Yu’s eyes suddenly widened!

Amidst the forest of mud spikes and the mud flow river where dragons and serpents rose, a mud hand slowly emerged.

This mud hand was terribly worn, gripping tightly onto a Mud Po Goddess Sculpture’s head, pulling it forcefully from the earth?!

As the Cold Beast Mud Po Goddess Sculpture was gradually dragged out, Du Yu realized it wasn’t just one mud hand grabbing it?

“Ah! Ahhhhhh!” The Mud Po Goddess Sculpture screamed frantically, wailing in agony.

The Mud Po Goddess Sculpture certainly refused to surrender easily.

Behind it, endless mud hands were furiously shoving the Empress Huangtu’s giant hand, frantically prying at her fingers, trying to break free from their restraint.

Yet…

Empress Huangtu demonstrated her Supreme authority, offering the enemy no chance at all!

Her stance was terrifyingly assertive, her eyes still closed, as she faintly uttered two words:

“Pseudo-God.”

Du Yu saw the enemy’s upper body being yanked out and wanted to command the Supreme to attack, but he hesitated.

Empress Huangtu had placed too many hands on the enemy!

Any attack might accidentally harm the Empress herself.

And at that moment, Kui Chou and Flowing Fire suddenly flew upwards together.

Empress Huangtu planted her muddy feet on the backs of the Thunder Bull and Suanni, bending her knees slightly, leveraging the force of two Supreme beings flying upwards, she pulled her thousands of mud hands suddenly upwards.

“Ah! Ahhhhhh!” The Cold Beast Mud Po Goddess screamed in agony, its massive and weighty body being forcefully lifted from the river, flung towards the sky!

“Let go!” In a bold move, Du Yu directly commanded Empress Huangtu.

After all, Du Yu had dared to command the Mother of the Demon Spirit Civilization · Kunlun Divine Tree, so ordering Empress Huangtu now was certainly not a problem?

Indeed, it was no problem!

As soon as Du Yu spoke, Empress Huangtu released her grasp.

Whether she was following orders or intended to do so anyway… was irrelevant!

What mattered was that Du Yu had already issued an output directive via contract to the two Supremes of Thunder and Fire:

“Flowing Fire Celestial Prison!”

“Thunderous Fury!”

In the distant high sky, where the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture wildly flailed, a thread of fire wound around its neck and its ankles.

Clear Moonlight · Flowing Fire Celestial Prison!

Because the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture’s arms could stretch very long, the Fire Suanni didn’t bind its wrists.

Three fire lines bound the Mud Po’s neck and ankles, viciously pulling, stretching the Mud Po into a “person” shape.

The Mud Po Goddess Sculpture struggled frantically, trying to break free from its restraints, yet the terrifying thunder and lightning torrent had arrived!

Clear Moonlight · Thunderous Fury!

“Moooo~~~”

Two massive bolts of lightning shot from the eyes of the giant Thunder Bull, merging into a terrifying torrent, directly striking the Mud Po’s body.

The Supreme Mud Po’s battle robe shattered into pieces, the sound reverberating painfully against Du Yu’s eardrums, causing his brain to throb faintly.

Yet he couldn’t afford to pay it much mind: “Hold her, Flowing Fire! Don’t let her fly off, keep control!”

“Roar!!” The Flowing Fire Suanni bellowed, striving with all its might.

“Ah! Ahhhhhh!” The Supreme Mud Po’s scream came to an abrupt stop.

The continuous torrent of thunder and lightning completely devoured, pierced through her upper body!

Her enormous head flew off, while a pair of mud legs plummeted downward.

The problem was, her ankles were still bound by two fire lines!

Causing those mud legs, extending five to six hundred meters long, to hang upside down in the air, swinging back and forth…

“Gulp.” Feng Wuheng swallowed his saliva.

Mo with a slightly open mouth looked on in horror.

Even Langao couldn’t help but let out a gentle sigh, with an undertone of tremble.

They had been saints for too long, for decades or even centuries, always high above, overlooking all creatures.

It had been a long, long time since they last looked up at the Divine from a mortal perspective.

Du Yu’s face was grim, while the fingertips of the Empress beneath him trembled gently.

Below again, were the furious roars of the Ancient Thunder Bull, the earth-shatterinig howls of the Flowing Fire Suanni!

The Youhan Army, is that it?

Cold Race Saint Minister, Cold Beast Saint, is that right?

Do you really think there’s no one in the Twin Tree Realm?!

No matter how many come,

Today, we will slay them all!

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Four thousand four hundred words, asking for some monthly passes.