Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1270: Blood River

The battlefield pitted three against two. The Lord of the Charnel Ground along with his ally were native superhumans from the Snowy Plateau Region, well-acquainted with each other.

From their perspective, the Demon Kingdom treasure rightfully belonged to their esoteric sect. Naturally, they refused to let outsiders claim it.

Thus, despite uncertainty about these newcomers' identities, the trio aligned temporarily, opting to unite against the Lord of the Charnel Ground and the Golden-Winged Superhuman.

Oppressive pressure from the Lord of the Charnel Ground weighed on the tall superhuman. First, the Golden-Winged Superhuman unleashed a tempest of feather blades aimed straight at him.

Suddenly, the tall superhuman burst into booming laughter.

His frame grew even more imposing and straight. Purple hellfire exploded fiercely from the knight's longsword gripped in his right hand, while a fearsome black devil's head gradually materialized behind him.

All five powers clashed together at one spot, rendering the scene utterly chaotic and beyond restraint.

Should any single power spiral out of control, the fallout would prove catastrophic beyond imagination.

Yet if this energy burst outward at this moment, it could rival a minor Death Reaper of Love, potent enough to ravage half of vast Lhasa City!

However, none could afford to retreat now. The first to pull back would face total annihilation under the overwhelming torrent!

Ice filled Zhang Yi's eyes. A gigantic black hole emerged behind him too. Endless void energy gushed forth like crashing waves, morphing into flame-like auras encircling his form before channeling into the clash's epicenter.

In the power struggle, equilibrium shifted favoring Zhang Yi's trio.

"Pfft!"

A huge gush of blood erupted from the Lord of the Charnel Ground's mouth. He endured the full brunt from the opposing three, with the Golden-Winged Superhuman offering mere backup.

Yet their might surpassed his wildest anticipations!

Deep down, Zhang Yi realized the tall superhuman and Golden-Armored Superhuman possessed elite-tier strength, topping charts in any country!

These intruders had likely arrived hunting the Demon Kingdom's treasure.

But how did they learn of it?

Zhang Yi's mind raced, settling on a potential explanation.

The Four Great Families vowed secrecy on the Demon Kingdom treasure, explaining why even Shengjing remained in the dark.

Still, if Pagyi Gesang enlisted Zhang Yi's aid, why couldn't other Snowy Plateau Region factions summon external help?

Chaos reigned supreme, absolute mayhem!

Zhang Yi lacked bandwidth for such musings. Across this kilometer-wide zone, the horrific energy had thickened into a sticky mass, teetering on explosive instability!

Post-blood expulsion, pallor briefly drained the Lord of the Charnel Ground's face, only for energy from Sangha Monastery's three thousand Prayer Wheel Towers to swiftly revive him.

Reborn as the Lord of the Charnel Ground, he embodied millennia of his esoteric sect's devout faith.

No longer human, his flesh served solely as the deity's conduit.

Faith's persistence guaranteed his immortality.

The rampaging forces neared total breakdown.

Then, precisely then, the carved monsters on the colossal Demon Kingdom gate swiveled their eyes en masse toward the turmoil.

Those primordial ancestors etched upon the Demon Kingdom gate appeared revived, bowing heads to scrutinize descendants from eons hence.

A bizarre grin twisted across the Lord of the Charnel Ground's features abruptly.

Hands weaving a mudra, he channeled the roiling surge directly into himself like a released flood!

Overwhelming dread power engulfed the Lord of the Charnel Ground entirely. Eyes shut, smile lingering.

That force pierced through him before crashing headlong into the Demon Kingdom gate!

Chill steel glinted in Zhang Yi's gaze. "Not good! He's played us all!"

The Golden-Winged Superhuman had withdrawn to safety earlier, observing with icy detachment.

Zhang Yi and his allies exchanged glances. Realization dawned instantly—this was the Lord of the Charnel Ground's scheme.

Harnessing everyone's might to force open the Demon Kingdom gate together.

Since solo efforts failed to shift it even slightly.

Cornered by the Lord of the Charnel Ground, full exertion became inevitable. United strength of five pinnacle superhumans stirred unnatural motion in the massive portal.

Ground quaked fiercely, debris swirling in clouds.

Deep, guttural rumbles echoed from beyond the gate, akin to a savage beast's menacing snarl.

"Something lurks within."

Solemnity etched the tall superhuman's face now, laughter silenced.

The group held a prudent distance, eyes locked unblinkingly on the gate.

Yet the towering edifice began leaking blood from its cracks, slow and deliberate!

Thick, syrupy blood trickled down seams, defiling the etched ancient ancestors and beasts, evoking resurrection of the Demon Kingdom's fiendish populace.

Icy shivers crept up Zhang Yi's spine. He sensed every figure and fiend above boring into him relentlessly.

Coughing up copious blood, the Lord of the Charnel Ground lay shattered from the impact, yet esoteric sect power mended his form rapidly. Tattered garb aside, his sacred physique gleamed pristine.

Palms clasped, he beamed while bowing to the assembly.

"Gratitude for your help, everyone."

The Demon Kingdom gate refused to yield, yet blood swelled into a sticky torrent sweeping toward them all.

Wings humming, the Golden-Winged Superhuman bolted without pause for his entry well.

Sinister chuckles erupted from the gate's depths, evoking dark rites or demons' frenzied cackles.

Unbeknownst, sweat drenched Zhang Yi's back.

Such otherworldly horror repelled his innate wariness, urging swift departure.

Moreover, the Golden-Winged Superhuman's exit signaled imminent peril, prompting Zhang Yi to summon a Dimensional Gate for rapid escape.

Zhang Yi stayed nearby. Prior to exit, he planted a tiny camera covertly to monitor developments, guarding against thieves snatching the bounty.

Following suit, the tall superhuman and Golden-Armored Superhuman paused momentarily. But the gate's ominous aura deterred further gambles.

Their exalted ranks prioritized survival above all.

Ultimately, solely the Lord of the Charnel Ground endured, perched above the blood river.

Gazing at the blood-bubbling gate, he sighed faintly, clasped hands, and intoned Buddhist verses.

Blood kept pouring. The gate stayed sealed, its dirge echoing unendingly.

Flow ceased only after saturating the valley into a vast blood lake.

Tranquility gradually resumed, save the Demon Kingdom gate's shift from bluish-black to blood-red crimson.

Hands dropping, the Lord of the Charnel Ground departed without a backward look.

"He's just walking away?"

Zhang Yi's brow furrowed, doubts surging within.

Did he not fear returnees?

Or perhaps stealthy reentrants still couldn't breach the Demon Kingdom gate?

"Is the Four Great Families' key essential for unlocking the Demon Kingdom gate?"

Zhang Yi pondered deeply for a moment.

Author's Note