Chapter 461: 384: Open Mythical Battlefield, Let Su Heng Come!
Chapter 461: Chapter 384: Open Mythical Battlefield, Let Su Heng Come!
In a certain instant, the entire battlefield seemed to quiet for an instant.
Every demon gazed greedily at the rift, at that streak of pure white light representing the present world.
And then.
No one knows which Demon God roared and bellowed, “Kill!”
The entire team then came to their senses.
Even the weakest Ant Demons among the demons were now hoisting their pointy-beaked hoes on their shoulders, rushing forward out of eagerness to be the first.
Such excitement.
On one hand, it stems from the inherent ferocity and murderous nature in a demon’s bloodline.
On the other hand, it’s constantly propagated by the high-ranking Demon Gods of the Blood Realm.Indeed, this is the case.
Slaughter and conquest are the fastest ways for a weak demon to grow and transform.
Many of the renowned and powerful Demon Gods in the Blood Realm absorbed strength from countless brutal wars. Only then were they recognized by the Blood Realm, completed their transformation, and eventually became formidable beings feared by all.
Under the continuous propaganda of the Pillar Gods, all demons believe that the other side of the rift is a paradise for them to ravish at will.
And in this unprecedented war, the frontrunners might even become the sixth Pillar God of the Blood Realm, standing at the pinnacle of all the demons.
Roar!
Demons at the front were trampled to death by those behind.
Under the constant pressure, the already cracked rift kept extending outward until eventually, with a crisp crackling sound, it burst open, explosively.
Boom!
The ground violently trembled.
A towering anthropomorphic demon with a bull’s head, carrying a rusty spiked mace.
With a fierce swing, it delivered the final blow, shattering the barrier wall. Stardust-like flowing light scattered in all directions, dangerous yet deadly. R𝐚NȮВЁᶊ
Hundreds of demons were dismembered in the flowing light, their bodies crumbling and vanishing pice by piece.
But such chaos couldn’t stop the demons’ stride forward. As Great Demons stepped out of the Blood Realm in a frenzy of slaughter, they faced a wholly different but broader sky.
This also signified that upon Skull Plain, the Mythical Battlefield had truly descended!
…
"Kill!”
Atop Skull Plain, Meng Huan, the Sect Master of Sword Sect, stood on a protruding stony peak.
As the remnants of Dharma King Temple opened up the Mythical Battlefield, a circle of dark red light rapidly spread, reaching as high as the sky in the blink of an eye.
Streams of air, heavy with the thick scent of blood and the rotten smell of demons, blew from it, sweeping over the wasteland before finally reaching Meng Huan.
His black Samurai robe fluttered in the wind, his facial expression unusually serious.@@novelbin@@
Clang!
With a clear ringing of a sword, his sword was already drawn.
The vast sword light, like a splendid galaxy, descended from the sky, sweeping through the entire battlefield.
The Ant Demons at the forefront, the Bloodsucking Ghosts, and some Demon Generals who couldn’t dodge in time, were all crushed into minced meat, turning the ground into a wet dark red.
But soon, more ferocious demons stepped out from the blood-red passage – their bodies entangled with chains, their chests throbbing as they exhaled black poisonous smoke from their nostrils.
These demons had not yet reached the true Demon God Realm.
But the physique of demons was inherently strong, and with the blessings of the Blood Realm, these demons could resist the Sword Qi unleashed by Meng Huan.
As the iron spikes were heavily planted on the ground, the still-trembling passage gradually stabilized.
And under the feet of these demons.
The originally dull plain was gradually showing a layer of blood-red.
Clearly, the aura of the Blood Realm in Longevity Heaven began to invade outward, plundering power from the present world.
Seeing more and more demons pouring out of the Blood Realm, figures from the Demon Sect like Nangong Yue, Zhao Sheng, and Elder Huang Mei also quickly reacted.
Although there were various conflicts among these people and they only submitted due to the tyranny of Su Heng,
As Martial Artists of the Human Race,
They also held their pride.
Faced with the enemy invasion on the Mythical Battlefield,
These people could put aside their immediate prejudices and focus on dealing with their common enemy first.
"The level of this Mythical Battlefield seems to be much more dangerous than I imagined,” Nangong Yue said with a grave expression, “Don’t hold back any longer, or our lives will be at risk.”
She didn’t elaborate whether the crisis came from the demons in front of them or Su Heng behind them.
But from the expressions of Zhao Sheng and Elder Huang Mei,
It’s clear that the sense of oppression from Su Heng was significantly stronger.
Swoosh!
Nangong Yue was decisive in her action.
Before her words fell, she transformed into a streak of flowing light and flew forward.
She was dressed in a dark purple gown, slender in figure, adding to the elegance when she made her full-strength attack, her garments billowing, enveloped in a swirling Daoist charm.
She appeared as though a goddess had descended, exuding an astonishing beauty. But as a demon path overlord, despite her miserable state before Su Heng, Nangong Yue’s combat strength was not weak, especially now as she struck with full force.
"Moon Falling Star Falling!”
With a clear shout, Nangong Yue directly deployed her Dharma Phase.
Streaks of starlight danced around her, followed by a crescent moon rising above, hanging overhead.
The cold and desolate moonlight spilled across the battlefield, which at a glance seemed rather ordinary, but the effect it had was astonishing.
The demons touched by the moonlight went mad and began to slaughter each other. In the blink of an eye, they suffered heavy losses, with piles of corpses like mountains and rivers of blood on the ground.
Even a powerful Military Governor who had touched the realm of Demon Gods was affected, his eyes clouded with madness as he roared loudly and tore the flesh from his own chest with his hands, a sight horrifying to behold.
"Demoness, meet your death swiftly!”
With spread blood wings, another speedy figure shot towards her like lightning.
It was a bat demon, not more than 1.2 meters tall, with a hideously deformed face and black fur all over the body, yet incredibly fast.
"Watch me tear your pretty face to shreds!” With a shrill scream, the demon opened its bloody maw and lunged straight for Nangong Yue’s face.
"Evil beast!”
Nangong Yue’s expression turned stern.
This Demon God was not weak, and she dared not take it lightly.
At that moment, with a wave of her hand, the Enchanting Moon Dharma Phase transformed into a crescent blade, which she gripped in her hand.
Swoosh!
The blade’s light was piercingly cold and beautiful.
The demon was sliced in half from head to toe.
"Is that all?” Nangong Yue sneered.
But the Bat Demon God’s split body circled around to her back and, in an instant, remerged and healed as before.
Nangong Yue was somewhat surprised, not expecting that this demon not only possessed incredible speed but also the Undying characteristic unique to the Earth Immortal strong ones of the Human Race.
She quickly turned to block, but the Bat Demon God let out another piercing scream. The sound wave twisted the air and struck Nangong Yue like a cannonball. Her face suddenly turned pale, with fresh blood seeping from her nose and mouth.
"Kill!”
The bat demon didn’t let go of this opportunity.
Seizing the chance, it bit directly towards Nangong Yue’s neck.
Although the Human Race’s strong ones possessed Undying nature, they were not invincible. Each of these Blood Realm Demon Gods was battle-hardened and had long accumulated experience.
Not to mention the innate Blood Poison they carried; as long as they could devour and digest the enemy, no matter how skilled the opponent, they would not be able to act and would obediently lose their lives.
A foul scent hit her face, with the bright red sharp fangs rapidly enlarging in her field of vision.
Nangong Yue’s face abruptly changed.
BOOM!
A golden iron fist, thick as a pillar from heaven, smashed down from above.
Zhao Sheng had unexpectedly opened his own Vajra Dharma Phase, showing three angry faces and six arms splayed, towering like a golden mountain on the battlefield.
The Blood Bat Demon God was pounded into the ground by the punch, struggling fiercely to fly out. But before it had a chance to rage, a huge gravitational pull came out of nowhere from behind it. It was the old man Huang Mei, bare-chested and belly exposed, holding a dark yellow bag above his head that seemed to be made of human skin. The bag was open wide, issuing an intense suction from within.
The Blood Bat Demon God had no time to struggle.
It was sucked into the bag and trapped inside.
At first, there was violent struggling within the bag. But soon, the movements weakened, and the Blood Bat Demon God’s presence completely disappeared from the battlefield.
A prominent Blood Realm Demon God fell on the spot after just a few exchanges under the siege of three demon path overlords.
The old man Huang Mei laughed heartily, with his huge shoulders and wide waist, “After taking it back, we can definitely refine a great medicine.”
"Don’t worry about it,” Huang Mei reassured Zhao Sheng and Nangong Yue, “Those who see it will get their share, I surely won’t forget the two of you.”
"Thank you for the assistance!” Only then did Nangong Yue breathe a sigh of relief, and she said to Zhao Sheng nearby.
"Now is not the time to discuss these matters,” Nangong Yue frowned slightly and reminded the cheerful old man Huang Mei.
Swoosh!
At that moment.
A scorching and putrid wind accompanied by tremendous pressure came from the depths of the corridor.
First, the Original Blood Guards appeared, ready for battle, walking out. Then the earth began to tremble, and a colossal figure with horns on his head and wielding a Flame Spear, with lava flowing over his body, slowly emerged from the corridor.
This was Pillar God Salos, now exerting his full might, returning to his true form, over twenty meters tall.
His presence turned into rolling black clouds, erupting like a volcano, towering to the sky. So, in the eyes of Nangong Yue and the other formidable beings, the visual impact was far more immense than his actual stature.
Both Nangong Yue and Zhao Sheng’s faces changed color.
Even the always cheerful old man Huang Mei now had a solemn expression.
They had of course heard about the Blood Realm Pillar God from Meng Huan, but in reality, had not taken it very seriously.
Even though beaten up badly by Su Heng, biases like these aren’t easily corrected on a whim. They considered Meng Huan’s description of the Pillar God’s strength as an exaggeration due to his own weakness.
They might even have ridiculed this notion among themselves.
But now that they truly saw Salos, Nangong Yue realized how wildly off her preconceived notions had been…
These Pillar Gods were monstrously powerful.
Salos clearly did not regard Nangong Yue and the others as worthy opponents. He looked around calmly and then said, “You are not qualified to be my opponents. Where is the Northern Border Demon Dragon? Let him come!”
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