646: Chapter 511: The Three Realms’ Pyrrhic Victory, Heavy Losses 646: Chapter 511: The Three Realms’ Pyrrhic Victory, Heavy Losses As this voice spread, it attracted the attention of all the Saints of the Three Realms and the Demon Clan.
The least suspenseful battle had been the war between the Quasi-Saints, with more than one hundred and fifty Demon Race Quasi-Saints fighting against slightly more than fifty Quasi-Saints of the Three Realms.
Especially since the peak Quasi-Saints of the Three Realms were few and far between, with only a dozen or so, while the Demon Clan had brought fifty of their peak Quasi-Saints.
Furthermore, with each Quasi-Saint of the Demon Clan being valiant and good at fighting, and their numbers tripling those of the Three Realms, it seed they could have extinguished the Quasi-Saints of the Three Realms in the shortest ti and then burst into the realms.
At that ti, even if the Saints of the Three Realms wanted to step in, they would have to see if the Saints of the Demon Clan agreed.
However, the outco now was sothing no one had expected.
It started with the Quasi-Saints of the Three Realms sacrificing more than twenty of their own to take down more than eighty Quasi-Saints of the Demon Clan, and then there was Empress Nuwa, catching everyone off guard, using the Phoenix Red Embroidered Ball to restrain the Great Protector, and combining a strike from the Saints of the Three Realms to kill him.
Just now, while everyone’s attention was on Wang Yang’s outburst, it gave the Leader of the Tongtian Sect an opportunity to decapitate the Third Elder and in cooperation with Empress Nuwa once again take the life of another Saint of the Demon Clan.
In the end, it was the Quasi-Saints of the Three Realms who had won.
None in the Demon Clan could accept this outco.
The warfare ceased, with Daoist Ancestor Hongjun returning to the border of Chaos with the surviving Saints of the Three Realms, protecting the handful of Quasi-Saints behind him.
Wang Yang also followed the group to the border, gazing across the distance at the Saints of the Demon Clan.
Only the Saints of the Demon Clan remained.
All their Quasi-Saints had perished in this battle.
The Map of Mountains and Rivers unfolded again, with the power of nurous Saints unhesitatingly absorbed by the will of the Heavenly Dao to the last, decreeing the Third Elder’s utter death.
Yang i, leading the few remaining Saints of the Demon Clan, glared at Hongjun, his brows furrowed as if they would fly to the heavens.
But this outco was already destined, and not sothing he could change.
Moreover, this battle had struck at the very foundation of his Demon Clan, with the death of more than a hundred Quasi-Saints, including fifty at the peak, a toll that was crippling.
“Hongjun, I didn’t expect your Three Realms to have such backbone!
Well done, very well!”
Yang i was truly infuriated, his teeth itching with anger.
The few Saints huddled together, quickly restoring the scene of the recent battle.
Specifically, those Quasi-Saints of the Three Realms were each ferocious and fearless of death, preferring to self-destruct rather than die together with the Demon Clan’s Quasi-Saints.
That kind of montum, even as the leader of the Demon Clan, even as a Three-Step Sage, moved Yang i.
Standing on the edge of the Three Realms, each of the Saints had mixed feelings.
They all witnessed the self-destruction of the Quasi-Saints of the Three Realms.
The aftermath was insufficient to affect them, but that kind of montum had always been shocking.
Saint Taiqing, in particular, witnessed Master Xuandu confronting the self-destruction of two peak Quasi-Saints of the Demon Clan and saw Shennong charging at the Demon Clan’s Quasi-Saint with his damaged Shennong Cauldron, ultimately falling there.
It was thought that he would keep his whole corpse, but who would have expected that when a peak Quasi-Saint passed by there, a dying Shennong, with a smile, took his last breath and walked to death together with a Demon Clan’s Quasi-Saint.
This battle had truly brought out the morale of the Three Realms.
But the cost was severe.
Dark Cloud Immortal, Goddess Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming, Judicial celestial God, Nine Heavens Profound Girl, South Pole Elderly Immortal, Guangchengzi, Red Fairy, Shennong, Master Xuandu, Wen Zhong, Phoenix, Gonggong, Xingtian—so many familiar faces would never be seen again.
So many friends had not even left a corpse behind, their souls scattering directly in the Void.
And all this, was due to the invasion of the Demon Clan.
If not for them, would the Three Realms have co to this plight?
“Yang i, if the battle continues, I think the cost would be unbearable for your Demon Clan!
Think carefully!
To invade the Three Realms, is it truly worth it for your Demon Clan?”
Daoist Ancestor Hongjun and Yang i battled fiercely, and although evenly matched, especially after being endorsed by the Heavenly Dao, it was delusional for Yang i to hope to defeat Hongjun.
It is precisely because they were of the highest caliber that the two of them appeared the least damaged at this ti.
Now, as Hongjun looked at Yang i and spoke, although they were deep enemies, they both knew it was not the ti for vengeance.
“Hongjun, don’t get too carried away!
Do you really think that’s all to the Demon Clan?
You underestimate us too much!”
Yang i was still sowhat unwilling to accept defeat.
Indeed, it wasn’t just him; none of the few surviving Saints behind him were willing to concede.
After having stood in the Void for so many years, Yang i’s rise had once again brought the Demon Clan to its peak.
In those years, they had captured countless fortress cities and slaughtered countless creatures.
But they had never suffered such a great loss as they did today, nor had they ever been in such a difficult situation.
However, they also realized that the Three Realms were different from the cities they had attacked.
Here, not only did there sit a Three-Step Sage, but there were also several One-Step Saints, and one Two-Step Saint.
The most elusive part was that one of the One-Step Saints was actually able to withstand the attack of the Two-Step Saint and even leave the Two-Step Saint in disarray.
Such an outco was indeed beyond their expectations, sothing none of them had foreseen.
“The Three Realms have never been afraid of anything!”
Hongjun took a step forward, facing the Saints of the Demon Clan with undiminished firmness.
This unyielding attitude at this ti was the best response to the fallen Quasi-Saints.
Looking at Zhu Bajie, whose body was bloodied and maid, at Sun Wukong with an arm severed, at Xuanzang, whose nine scars still oozed blood, and at Kong Xuan with one broken wing.
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