771: Chapter 447: The Advancing Taoist Priest, Chaotic Battles and the Situation, Decline of the Human Realm.
771: Chapter 447: The Advancing Taoist Priest, Chaotic Battles and the Situation, Decline of the Human Realm.
Beneath the full moon, the Heavenly Wind was piercingly cold.
Ying Si, clad in the Nine Dragons’ Robe, felt the wind inflate his sleeves.
His expression solemn, he watched as the space in front of him fiercely collapsed like a shattered mirror.
A horrifying demon shadow with a dragon’s head and a human’s body swiftly flew out from the massive spatial gateway, and Ying Si, in a flash, stood in front of it.
The Eastern Extre Demon Lord, seeing this, could not help but reveal a savage look on his dragon face.
“Those who block , die!”
With a roar and without any further words, the Eastern Extre Demon Lord had already readied his ultimate move.
Purple demonic qi billowed from beneath his feet and spread instantly, forming a terrifying shadow of a Demon Dragon in the sky.
The Dharma Aspect had a spiritual charm; the dragon scales on the shadow were lifelike, as if naturally ford, The terrifying shadow of the Demon Dragon’s tail split apart, bearing a pair of huge pendulums resembling siege hamrs.
“Demon Dragon Claw – Cot Strikes the Moon!”
The Eastern Extre Demon Lord stood at the dragon’s head, and the shadow of the Demon Dragon lashed its tail, imdiately striking toward Ying Si with the montum of chasing stars and moons.
anwhile, Ying Si was not idle either.
He snorted coldly and stomped with one foot.
Roar!
Suddenly, a dragon’s roar emanated from Ying Si’s cultivation body.
Nine massive golden dragon shadows, like a dam collapsing, surged out from his body in an instant, circling Ying Si frenziedly in a formation like stars surrounding the moon.
“Five Emperors’ Calamity Dragon Fist!”
In the resounding voice, heaven and earth vibrated.
Those below only saw Ying Si’s form flicker, and suddenly, a burst of five-colored divine light erged.
One green, one red, one yellow, one white, one black.
From within these five divine lights stepped five virtual shadows that touched the heavens and the earth.
Each shadow emitted a grand, vast, and holy aura.
And the faces of the Dharma Aspects were all identical to Ying Si.
The five great Dharma Aspects struck collectively with their fists, like an emperor on a tour; their supre mana struck across the sky, the five colors rotating to form a terrifying shockwave ring.
Boom!
The two overwhelmingly powerful forces collided suddenly in the sky.
The Eastern Extre Demon Lord’s move was tyrannical, with the Demon Dragon Claw’s tail lashing containing the power to destroy heaven and earth.
Ying Si, protected by Nine Dragons and with a halo like a wheel, the forces interconnected.
For a mont, the two were evenly matched, neither able to overco the other.
The leaders of both sides displayed their anger upon eting, and the subordinates naturally could not stand idly by.
“Kill!”
The Demonkin roared and the Ferocious Beasts screeched, as nurous Demonkin ford an army formation within the spatial gateway, rushing out like a torrent.
“Fire!
Fire!”
Great Qin’s Ancestral Dragon Guard, Great Commander Li, clad in silver-white armor revealing only his resolute, steady eyes, stood on a giant Golden Flying Boat.
Drawing the long sword at his waist, he pointed towards the distance.
Thousands of Golden Flying Boats suspended in the sky, like airborne fortresses, glowed along their gunwales.
Chains of light grew from the boats and ignited.
Each flying boat was a node, suddenly forming a vast golden net like a neural network, intertwined across the sky, accompanied by a huge oval barrier.
At the sa ti, the golden patterns and conduits on the flying boats surged as if sothing foreign were moving beneath, and dark apertures on the gunwales began emitting purple ghostly light.
Inside the boats, hundreds of Cultivators were as busy as ants—Cultivators from the Yin Yang Family lineage were supplying mana to the arrays, Confucian School Cultivators were responsible for positioning and pulling everyone’s strength together, and Mohist School Cultivators were in charge of overseeing the operation of the arrays inside the boats, imdiately replacing any Yuan Stones that were about to be depleted…
Each Cultivator had their own crucial role, and they were incredibly busy.
On the ground.
Banners like clouds, golden drums clanging, long horns wailing.
“Advance!
Advance!
Advance!”
The Great Qin Armored Guards banged their halberds against their shields, advancing with generous strides.
In an instant, the entire battlefield turned into a at grinder.
…
…
The moonlight was silvery.
The space was withering.
A terrifying demon shadow wearing an odd V-shaped mask stepped out from the spatial gateway, and what caught its vision was a young Taoist wearing a Lotus Crown and many powerful beings, so sharp, so deep, so frenzied.
“Is it you folks who are stopping ?”
“It seems that the Human Realm really has run out of options now.”
“Considering the difficulties of your Cultivation, if you lay down your weapons and surrender respectfully now, I can still show leniency.
Otherwise, what awaits you is only defeat.”
“Life or death, the choice is yours.”
“And let give you a piece of good news; Chen Haichao, who once killed my son the Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf and the Eastern Extre Demon Lord’s son, Blood Dragon Blaud, has already died in the Demon Realm, dead and gone.”
“This is the consequence of defying the heavens and opposing our Demon Clan.”
Seeing this scene, the Western Extre Demon Lord’s eyes imdiately revealed a cruel and disdainful smile.
It did not think there was anything inappropriate in its words; in its eyes, a certain Taoist was already a dead man on borrowed ti, so ntioning him as a threat to intimidate the Cultivators in front didn’t seem like a bad idea.
At that mont, a look of astonishnt arose among the Human Race Cultivators, their gazes casting towards a middle-aged Cultivator who looked like an old farr, the corners of their mouths twitchingly varying in degree.
Chen Haichao’s face was as black as charcoal at this mont.
[I killed the Hundred-Headed Demon Wolf and the Blood Dragon Demon Marshal?
I’ve even been stranded in the Demon Realm and already perished from the path of Cultivation?]
[Then who killed , and whom did I kill?]
[Yi Chengzi, you son of a bitch, you had it coming!]
Despite Chen Haichao’s Qi Cultivation Technique, faced with the ss Yi Chen had made, he couldn’t help but curse in his heart.
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