The Steward Demonic Emperor

uth.
Brushing away a bush while complaining of boredom.

 

Long Xingyun laughed, “Second young master Xie, ever heard of the ‘lies in truth, and truth in lies’ used in the art of war? To deceive one’s enemy you must deceive your allies.
Those three exits were nothing more than a lure for the enemy, while we changed our course midway towards our real purpose!”

 

“Yeah, brother Tianyang, you need to learn from big brother Zhuo.
Even he knows more than you about what’s going on!” Xue Ningxiang jumped in, pointing at Long Xingyun while calling out Xie Tianyang’s flaws.

 

Xie Tianyang sneered in silence, while his heart bled from anger, [You’re saying as if Zhuo Fan’s every word is the unblemished truth!]

 

Long Xingyun nodded first, then his face twitched.

 

[The lass sure has a mouth on her.
What do you mean by ‘even he knows’? Are you saying I’m usually an ignorant philistine? Do I look that stupid to you?]

 

Then, a cry broke their ceaseless argument.

 

Long Kui shouted as she pointed at the shining water crystal, “There’s the water exit.
The map is real!”

 

The others perked up thrilled at the prospect and rushed over.

 

“Ha-ha-ha, the water exit is here.
Brother Zhuo was right all along!” Long Xingyun laughed, running as well.

 

Xie Tianyang mocked though, “Why are you so chipper? We don’t have the key, do we?”

 

“Dunce, since brother Zhuo told us to come here in particular, he must’ve gotten the keys without even us realizing it!” Long Xingyun was over the moon, so much so he forgot who just spoke and cursed back.

 

Xie Tianyang was annoyed but didn’t let it show.
Xue Ningxiang, the picture of ignorance, fanned the flames, “Yeah, dunce.
Do you have rocks for brains? You think big brother Zhuo would have us come here on a whim?”

 

The speaker was clueless to the damage, while the listener found the words intentional to spite him.

 

Xie Tianyang’s flames of rage burnt hotter than lava.
His fists clenched, his teeth grinded.

 

[Why does everyone look up to Zhuo Fan and always take me down a peg?] He didn’t much care about the rest but even Ning’er, the one he cared the most about, did it.
He just couldn’t accept it.

 

A seed of hatred was planted in his heart, towards his brother who he went though life and death once.

 

A change no one there noticed…

 

Before the water National Elemental Stone, Grandmother’s group was so keyed up, their hearts practically flat lined as they prayed, [Don’t come any closer… It’s a trap…]

 

The utter powerlessness they felt watching their clansmen walk into the jaws of death was so strong she felt like her heart was being stabbed over and over, one step at a time…

 

Leng Wuchang and Huangpu Tianyuan watched them getting closer and the grins turned sinister.
It soon turned into joy at the expectancy for bloodshed that followed upon noticing a dainty figure among them.

 

All around the water exit, Yan Bangui and You Yushan’s forces laid in wait.
Once the two noticed the carefree figure among their prey, they signaled, “Our target’s here.
Attack!”

 

They both shouted in unison.

 

Then, a glow started rising from beneath everyone’s feet.
36 light pylons shot for the skies, trapping them all.

 

At the same time, each of the pylon beams was shown to be housing a person.
As the scenery began changing, the water exit vanished, soon replaced by bloody skies, and blood tainted air. 

 

They seem to have found themselves in another world.
Not Beast King Mountain of Tianyu Empire, it was such an odd place they may not even be in the Martial Emperor Continent!

 

“A 36-man array!” Long Xingyun cried, “Damn it! We’ve been trapped!”

 

It was clear as day to all.
This was not an array controlled by a single man, but by thirty six people.
Such a meticulous array needed ample time to be set in motion.

 

In other words, this was a well thought out ambush, so much so it began well before they even rushed here!

 

But how? Zhuo Fan told them to come here.
Why would he lead them into a trap?

 

None could accept what was before them and chose to deny reality.
But the facts were laid bare for everyone.
Zhuo Fan had sent them to hell.

 

“Give them no quarter!”

 

A shout unleashed a flood of ten thousand men coming at them from all directions.
They were so panicked they couldn’t tell where the enemy was coming from, thinking of nothing else than of escape.

 

But trapped as they were, with all sides painted red, they had no way to distinguish the exit.

 

Add to that the constant roars of the enemy, the fear gnawed at any semblance of reason they had left, waiting to be culled…