I Am Overlord

Chapter 1521: Penetrating Criticism

"Who dares to attack the wolf guards!" a wolf guard's voice rang out as several figures rushed over.

There were 65 wolf guards in this group. Of the 65, 25 had left with Yu Caidie and Devil Concubine as the first group of combatants. Only 40 wolf guards remained at the encampment, including some Heaven Battling Realm wolf guards. Apart from the wolf guards, the other Ziling Sect members had also rushed over. They naturally wouldn't let the wolf guards face these enemies alone.

"This place belongs to the Dusk Dynasty. The third prince wants you to move. If you're smart, scram. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude," said Mu Jiang coldly.

"How rude are you going to be? Show me," said Devouring Ghost as he stepped forth.

There was no need for Xiang Shaoyun to deal with something like this. He alone was enough.

Mu Jiang frowned and pointed at Devouring Ghost, berating "Who do you think y—"

But before he could complete his sentence, his vision blurred as Devouring Ghost appeared before him, grabbed his finger, and wrung it mercilessly, resulting in a crisp "crack" to ring out.

"Ahhh!"

A miserable wail rang out from Mu Jiang's mouth. He had not expected his opponent to attack so suddenly. Before he could react, he had lost a finger.

A middle-aged man rushed out from Huang Tianji's side and threw a green energy punch that instantly reached Devouring Ghost. The middle-aged man was also a Great Saint. It was no wonder that his attack was so fast.

After sending Mu Jing flying away with a kick, Devouring Ghost avoided the incoming punch and clawed at the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man quickly shifted his stance and blocked the incoming claw with his elbow. He simultaneously spat out an extremely poisonous clump of dark green energy. Fortunately, Devouring Ghost was able to quickly move away from the poison attack.

The middle-aged man pressed on as the phantom of a terrifying poisonous bug manifested behind him. The green energy surrounding him was extremely poisonous, capable of giving any opponent a hard time.

This middle-aged man was none other than the famous poison Saint of the Dusk Dynasty, Gao Zhongyuan. He used to be an unaffiliated cultivator. It was unknown why he had joined the Dusk Dynasty.

"You really want to fight? Fine," said Devouring Ghost. He had never been merciful. When he sensed his opponent's killing intent, he naturally wouldn't shrink away. Heaven and hell appeared in his hands as he charged Gao Zhongyuan.

The two Great Saints soared into the sky and engaged each other in an intense battle.

Huang Xiaoyue rushed over and shouted, "Third brother, why did you start fighting? We should be fighting against the devils instead!"

"Some humans are even more hateful than devils," said Huang Tianji coldly.

When Huang Xiaoyue followed his gaze, a familiar figure entered her gaze. Her expression changed as she exclaimed, "It's him!"

Complicated emotions filled her heart. In the past, she had also greatly hated Xiang Shaoyun. But after several incidents, she discovered that his image had been branded in her heart. Unfortunately, at that time, he had become more and more annoyed with her.

Over the years, she hadn't been able to maintain her calm whenever she heard about him. Now that he had appeared before her once again, her emotions became even more complicated.

At this time, Xiang Shaoyun had also noticed the ongoing battle. He stood up and slowly walked over. Hu Meihui followed him closely, constantly emanating a sense of allure with her every move.

"Third prince, shall we have all of them killed?" asked someone beside Huang Tianji.

Before Huang Tianji could say anything, Huang Xiaoyue said, "No! By fighting among ourselves right in front of the devils, we will be making a joke out of ourselves."

Huang Tianji hesitated slightly and said, "Let's see what that person has to say. In any case, I have decided to set up our camp here."

He did not want to kick up a fuss either. He only wanted to take a little bit of revenge against Xiang Shaoyun.

"What's the fuss?" asked Xiang Shaoyun indifferently.

A wolf guard told him what happened accurately.

Xiang Shaoyun then looked at Huang Tianji and asked, "You really want this place?"

"Yes. This place belongs to the Dusk Dynasty. I have the final say here," said Huang Tianji firmly.

Xiang Shaoyun asked, "What if I disagree?"

The moment he said that, the people on Huang Tianji's side turned aggressive, looking like they were about to attack in fury.

"Are you sure?" asked Huang Tianji with a frown.

"Of course," replied Xiang Shaoyun firmly. He then raised his voice and said, "The world is fighting against the devils. I, Xiang Shaoyun, am not special, but I'm still willing to lend my hand to this effort. But before the devils are even dealt with, you, the third prince, are here making moves against people like us who are here to fight the devils. Are you really not going to stop before chasing all of us away? In that case, I'll have no choice but to leave this battlefield with my people."

Xiang Shaoyun's voice spread far away, entering the ears of everyone in the area.

Huang Tianji's face sank as he berated, "Stop babbling nonsense!"

"Hmph. I thought you wanted my spot? There are so many empty spots around, yet you only want my spot. Don't think that I'm not aware that you're simply doing it because you have been holding a grudge against me ever since I beat you up at the Dragon Phoenix Academy. And you call yourself a prince? What a shame," said Xiang Shaoyun coldly.

Finally, the surrounding people and those behind Huang Tianji understood why the third prince had behaved in such a way. It turned out that he was merely taking revenge on Xiang Shaoyun.

When humanity was facing a powerful enemy, Huang Tianji had decided to drive Xiang Shaoyun away without a care for the devils. For many, that action was unacceptable. Huang Tianji's main goal in joining this war was to make a name for himself and gain more support among the court officials; he hoped to secure the throne for himself.

However, Xiang Shaoyun's criticism was extremely penetrating, making him out to be someone incapable of seeing the larger issue. Not only would that affect the army's morale, but it would also cause others to question his character, which would be fatal to his efforts.

Sure enough, sounds of discussion broke out everywhere.

"With the devils invading the Dusk Dynasty, every single bit of help is much welcomed. The third prince is too disappointing."

"So many have sacrificed themselves to drive off the devils. We don't even have enough people here because the devils might attack with their main army at any time. Any extra help would be much appreciated. Furthermore, Xiang Shaoyun is the disciple of a lord guardian. He would definitely be able to kill a large number of devils."

"That's right. Xiang Shaoyun is someone strong enough to fight Great Saints. We should be happy to receive his help!"

"Looks like the third prince is still too young."