Chapter 570: Massacre

Chapter 570: Massacre

Yin Tong could hardly believe his own ears. After a brief moment of stunned silence, he suddenly turned and yelled, "Yin Liang, go and send a message to our chief! Yin Feng, evacuate all of the children, women, and elderly! Everyone else, prepare for battle!"

There were seven or eight Menace Lion Tribe elders ranging from the late-True Immortal Stage and the early-Golden Immortal Stage on the altar, and all of them immediately sprang into action.

Below the giant rock on the riverbed, Han Li could clearly sense the Gold Devouring Immortal's enormous aura rapidly approaching them, and through its aura, he could even sense that it was currently extremely furious.

"What did you do, Jin Tong? I can sense that it's aura is very unstable, like it's extremely angry about something," Han Li asked.

"All I did was ask it how it feels to be able to see me but not eat me," Jin Tong replied with a smile.

"You can communicate directly with it?" Han Li asked with a stunned expression.

"I can only sense it from far away, but now that we're so close, it's kind of like... we can communicate through voice transmission. I don't know exactly how to explain it, it's like we're connected by an invisible thread, and neither one is able to shake off the other," Jin Tong replied with a shrug.

Han Li wanted to ask more questions, but before he had a chance to do so, a deafening boom rang out in the distance, immediately following which a burst of tremendous shockwaves swept through the valley, causing the entire river to rear up like a reverse waterfall.

At the same time, the arched stone bridge exploded down the middle, and the Menace Lion beings standing on the remnants of the bridge were all looking on with furious expressions.

These were all of the warriors of the Menace Lion Tribe that hadn't been sent to participate in the battle at the Dark Star Canyon and weren't assigned with the task of evacuating the women, children, and elderly, and there were only around 4,000 to 5,000 of them.

Yin Shen rose up into the sky above the ruined stone bridge, then asked in a scathing voice, "Why is an almighty insect spirit like yourself attacking our Menace Lion Tribe instead of facing our Beast Race army?"

The enormous Gold Devouring Immortal was hovering in mid-air tens of thousands of feet away, and its flapping wings were producing a deafening noise.

It paid no heed to Yin Shen as it scoured the valley back and forth with a pair of cold and furious eyes, then suddenly roared, "Come out!"

Its voice was like rumbling thunder as it echoed throughout the valley, producing such powerful soundwaves that the remnants of the stone bridge quickly fell away chunk by chunk.

Yin Shen was only just barely able to steady himself, and a perplexed look appeared on his face as he asked, "Who are you looking for?"

However, the Gold Devouring Immortal continued to ignore him as it crashed down toward the entrance of the valley like a golden mountain.

"Warriors of the Menace Lion Tribe, it's time to fight!" Yin Tong declared.

However, the Gold Devouring Immortal completely ignored all of the Menace Lion Tribe warriors as it continued to crash down toward the entrance of the valley with tremendous power.

All of the Menace Lion Tribe warriors hurriedly rose up into the air before retreating into the valley, and at the same time, several hundred enormous griffin-like demon beasts rose up within the valley tens of thousands of feet away, then opened their beaks before producing a strange sound akin to the weeping of infants.

Meanwhile, all of the other Menace Lion Tribe warriors charged toward the Gold Devouring Immortal's joints, the bases of its wings, and other perceived weak points, led by the tribe's elders.

As he approached the Gold Devouring Immortal's right eye, the crimson totem on Yin Tong's face glowed even brighter, and bursts of formidable spiritual power fluctuations surged through his meridians, converging toward the claws on his right hand.

His arm swelled drastically in size while glowing with radiant red light, looking rather cumbersome and disproportionate compared with the rest of his body, but the explosive power that it contained was certainly not to be scoffed at.

Let's see if you can keep pretending now!

Even though Han Li was unable to see the battle from the riverbed, he could roughly guess what was happening based on the spiritual power fluctuations that he was sensing.

Yin Tong was injecting all of his power into this single strike, and he was already right in front of the Gold Devouring Immortal's eye. In fact, he was so close that his claws could be seen reflected within the eye that he was attacking.

However, right at this moment, the disoriented look in the Gold Devouring Immortal's eyes abruptly faded, and it turned its gaze to Yin Tong in a cold and completely lucid fashion.

As soon as Yin Tong saw this, he immediately felt as if his entire body had been plunged into a glacial pit, but at this point, it was too late to turn back.

All he could do was yell for everyone to retreat while he continued to thrust his claws toward the Gold Devouring Immortal's eye.

A sharp clang rang out, and a flurry of sparks flew in all directions as a gash that was over 100 feet in length was scratched into the Gold Devouring Immortal's closed eyelid, following which semi-transparent liquid that appeared to be blood began flowing out of the gash.

The Gold Devouring Immortal's eyelid shuddered momentarily before springing open again, and it swept its front limbs through the air like lightning.

A series of crescent-shaped streaks of translucent golden light erupted forth, sweeping through the air in all directions like scythes designed to harvest lives.

Aside from the several hundred Menace Lion Tribe warriors who were able to retreat in time after hearing Yin Tong's warning, everyone else, including Yin Tong himself, had been sliced into two.

The Gold Devouring Immortal had clearly been truly infuriated, and it flapped its wings vigorously as its enormous body began to revolve rapidly on the spot, quickly transforming into an enormous golden storm that erupted through the air in all directions.

All of the dismembered Menace Lion Tribe warriors instantly had their bodies and nascent souls destroyed within the golden storm, and even their blood had been reduced to the tiniest of particles that rained down from above.

The remaining Menace Lion Tribe warriors fled back into the valley, and the only remaining elder looked up at the sky with an expression of fury and despair.

"The children, women, and elderly are still in the valley, so we cannot afford to retreat any further," the elder sighed.

A determined look then appeared on his face as he roared with all his might, "I offer up my blood and my body to Master Jiu Ling! Please descend upon us!"

Immediately thereafter, he closed his eyes and plunged his staff right into his own heart.