Chapter 6500 Chaos Music
Cui Bo’s flute screamed like a devil’s wail and a ghost’s lament, sending chills through the crowd.
A black soundwave swept across the battlefield, engulfing the entire Dragonblood Legion. One after another, the warriors were shrouded in an inky mist.
Some tried to hack it off, but their blades passed through uselessly. The mist didn’t wound anyone, but its presence carried the chill of a devil’s curse.
“Black White Reversal, Heaven Earth Flip!” Cui Bo shouted.
The black mist trembled, and suddenly every Dragonblood warrior felt the world spin. Space itself seemed to warp. Up became down, left became right, and even the landscape before their eyes twisted into chaos. It was as if they were trapped inside a rapidly spinning sphere. The intense sense of spatial displacement made stars spin in their eyes. They almost vomited.
“You fools, do you see now? They’re under my chaos music. With their senses reversed, they can’t tell left from right! Now’s the time to strike!” Cui Bo shouted to the watching crowd.
Still, the Dragonblood warriors seemed unaffected. They didn’t seem to be panicking.
The spectators exchanged uncertain looks. The Dragonblood Legion’s dominance still lingered in everyone’s minds, especially Yue Zifeng’s attack that had slain two half-step Sovereign Lords effortlessly. As a result, none of them dared to move rashly. Cui Bo had already tried scheming once, and no one wanted to be his pawn again.
As for Cui Bo, he was completely enraged at being mocked and injured by an ordinary Dragonblood warrior. He had long since lost his sanctimonious attitude. The man who had called himself a junior now cursed the others as idiots.
Even so, no one moved. A few were itching for action, but they held themselves back. Something didn’t add up.
The four captains, Xia Chen, Guo Ran, and Bai Xiaole were surrounded by the black mist, but the spirit-gathering formation beneath the Earth Cauldron was unaffected. Meng Qi and the others were completely fine, still cultivating hard within the sea of karmic luck. Meanwhile, Wilde sat atop the drum, chewing on food as if nothing was happening.
None of them seemed affected by the black mist in the slightest. Their composure only deepened the others’ wariness.
“You idiots, they’re just faking it!” roared Cui Bo frantically.
That final insult snapped someone’s patience.
Kun Li cursed back, “You’re the fucking idiot! Didn’t you brag about crushing them yourself? You can’t even handle one of them! If you want to put on a show, do it yourself instead of using us as your stepping stones. Do you think we’re all fools and you’re the only smart one?!”
“If you have no ability, what’s with all your arrogance? Hmph, the four immemorial sects? You’ve really lost the face of those sects.”
“My wolf race doesn’t tolerate bragging cowards,” growled a powerhouse from the outsider wolf clan. “You almost lost your head, and you’re still barking orders? Pathetic.”
“You...”
Cui Bo’s face was dark with fury. He had exhausted his law power to use a secret art and restrain the Dragonblood Legion, but these people still refused to attack them. His patience snapped.
“Fine! Since you’re too afraid to fight, don’t dream that the Earth Cauldron will ever acknowledge you!” he shouted. “The Earth Cauldron is a primal chaos divine item, and just fighting for it is a trial! Well, I suppose fools like you wouldn’t understand that. In that case, I, Cui Bo, will crush the Dragonblood Legion myself!”
BOOM!
Cui Bo’s flute suddenly lengthened and turned into a sparkling spear, its edge glinting sharply. At the same time, he crushed a talisman in his left hand, and the space before him twisted open into a yawning spatial gate.
A deafening howl erupted as an endless tide of demonic beasts poured forth.
“It is a mutated species of the heaven region’s battlefield, the Blood-Sucking Demon Wolf!”
The Blood-Sucking Demon Wolf was a mutated breed born from the laws of the heaven region’s battlefield. They were exceptionally numerous, vicious, and utterly relentless. Once they set their sights on someone, they wouldn’t give up until the latter was dead.
In the heaven region’s battlefield, they dominated several forbidden areas, places so feared that no one dared to enter even for treasures. After all, the Blood-Sucking Demon Wolves were infamous for their berserk temper. Once they tasted blood, they wouldn’t stop until every enemy was dead. Some even self-detonated in their frenzy.
With his flute, Cui Bo had summoned hundreds of thousands of Blood-Sucking Demon Wolves. But compared to the real pack, this was just a fraction of them.
As the wolves burst from the gate, their crimson fur ignited with blood flames. In their berserk state, they charged straight toward the Dragonblood Legion.
In response, blades flashed and wolf blood sprayed. The Dragonblood warriors met them head-on, cutting wolves apart by the dozens.
Soon, the spectators were shocked to see that the Dragonblood warriors were no longer orderly. Their attacks were chaotic, which created holes in their defense.
As a result, the wolves poured through, lunging straight for the Earth Cauldron.
Only now did the spectators truly understand the terror of Cui Bo’s chaos music. His curse seemed to target the Dragonblood warriors alone, leaving the wolves unaffected.
“This is our chance!” shouted an enemy.
Kun Li and the others charged forward with their men, unwilling to let the opportunity slip away. Dozens of other half-step Sovereign Lords followed suit.
But as they charged, even more hidden groups revealed themselves—forces that had been lying in wait all this time. The battlefield erupted into chaos as every faction rushed toward the same target.
Then—
BOOM.
A single beat of the war drum thundered through the air.
The next moment, a calming soundwave swept across the field, and the black mist around the Dragonblood Legion vanished like smoke in the wind.
“What?!”
Cui Bo had just broken through the defense when his expression froze.