Under the clear sky, it seed as if clouds of darkness were gathering again, appearing particularly glaring against the reflection of the blood-red ground.
Watching Hu Yi laughing like he was neurotic, Zi Qiu felt extrely frustrated. He thought to himself, "Are you okay, buddy? The armies of the Witch and Demon Clans are almost annihilated, and you still have the mood to laugh? Have you gone mad? Stupid?"
But no matter what Zi Qiu thought, Hu Yi did indeed laugh, and the laughter grew louder and louder.
Watching Hu Yi laughing manically, Li Xuan’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a sudden unease washed over him.
"The ti is about right. Lord Marquis, do it now!" Hu Yi suddenly yelled towards the Imperial Palace.
"Jie jie..." A string of sharp, weird laughter echoed like thunder through Heaven and Earth: "After enduring in silence for many years, today is finally the ti for us to return to our true forms!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a thin shadow shot out from within the palace. In the blink of an eye, it crossed thousands of feet and appeared above the Imperial City. A hairy arm reached out, and an Iron Rod, thick beyond compare, tore through the Void, puncturing the Demon Extermination Soul Refining Array set up within the palace.
"Boom!"
The ground shook and split apart. Where the iron rod struck, it completely destroyed the entire Demon Extermination Soul Refining Array, shaking the surrounding land for several miles into fine powder.
"Lan Hua! Why?" Li Xuan, pushing aside the boulders that burst around him, looked at the still short figure in front of him, which was covered in fluffy fur but still vaguely recognizable as Lan Hua, his eyes full of shock, bewildernt, and an inexplicable sorrow.
The current Lan Hua had drastically changed in appearance; atop his head was the Purple Wing Golden Dawn Crown, his body clad in Locking Gold Armor, and his feet wore the Double Silk Hook Cloud Shoes. The exposed skin was covered in golden-yellow hair, smooth like satin. Though he had a hairy face and God of Thunder’s mouth, it did not diminish his domineering aura.
"Hahaha, Lan Hua? Bullshit Lan Hua!" The monkey laughed loudly: "I am the lord of the Demon Race within tens of thousands of miles, Hou Batian, the wind monkey. I have endured in silence for many years, all for the coming of this day!"
"So that’s how it is! Hahaha, I was wrong, I was wrong!" Li Xuan looked up to the sky and sighed deeply, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "Fine! Since you are a demon, and I am a human, from now on, there is no more sentint between you and . Weapon Departnt soldiers, heed my command, release the divine crossbow bolts to kill this beast!"
"Hahaha, Li Xuan. Do you think the Weapon Departnt still belongs to your Human Clan? n, release the divine crossbows!" Hou Batian roared with laughter, his golden eyes overflowing with murderous intent.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
One after another, the bolts shot through the sky like rain, tearing through the space with an unstoppable montum, ripping terrifyingly large gashes into it.
"Ah!"
The rain of bolts pierced directly through the bodies of the Human soldiers, obliterating their Primordial Spirits along with their bodies.
"Ah! Lan Hua, I will kill you!" Seeing his kin being slaughtered, Li Xuan flew into a rage. He threw his long spear with all his might, aiming it at Hou Batian.
The long spear turned into a dragon, rapidly growing larger, and in the blink of an eye, it beca as large as a mountain and bore down upon him.
"Haha, well done! I want to see if you, the so-called number one master of the Kingdom of Aolai, really live up to your na!" Hou Batian laughed, his arrogance unrestrained, as he raised his rod to et the attack.
"Boom!"
Hou Batian’s Mourning Stick was forged from millennium-old Iron and tempered over a long ti; not only did it weigh over ten thousand pounds, but it also had runes of the Law of Force etched upon it.
Both weapons were heavy armants; when they collided, an infinite force burst forth.
"Boom boom boom!"
The Iron Rod braced against the tip of the spear, and they were matched in force.
"Press down!" Feeling the endless force transmitted from the tip of the spear, Li Xuan’s face showed a ferocious look, his veins bulging as he pressed down brutally.
"Boom!"
Hou Batian, who had fought with all his might, vomited a mouthful of fresh blood, his bones cracking audibly.
"Whoosh"
Hou Batian fiercely held on for a mont, then suddenly retracted his Mourning Stick and rolled on the ground, barely escaping from under the spear’s tip.
However, the force pressing down from the long spear was too overwhelming, and Hou Batian was still blown away by the nearly invincible air waves, catapulting outwards.
A distinct wave of air appeared in the Void, dispersing in all directions.
"Lord Marquis!"
From behind, Hu Yi exclaid in alarm and leaped up swiftly to catch Hou Batian.
"Pff!" Spitting out another mouthful of deep-red blood, Hou Batian forced a smile and said, "Li Xuan, I admit your cultivation is superb! However, even you can make miscalculations!"
Li Xuan, who had sheathed his long spear, gave a cold smile and said, "Before absolute power, all sches and tricks are useless!"
"Oh, really?" Hou Batian smiled faintly and said, "Zi Yun, that wench, is in labor, and right now the palace is unguarded..."
"Yun Lan, you are shaless!" Li Xuan’s expression changed drastically as he swiftly soared into the air, shooting towards the rear palace of the Imperial Palace.
"Hahaha, it’s too late, everything is too late!" Hou Batian pushed aside Hu Yi who was supporting him and said, "n, follow to break through the Imperial City and enter the Imperial Palace!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
In an instant, Witch and Demon warriors felt their blood surge with heat. The gloom from being slaughtered just monts ago was swept away. Like tigers descending the mountains, they charged toward the palace within the Imperial City.
The remaining Witch and Demon warriors were unstoppable, leaving a trail of the Human Clan massacred, bodies strewn everywhere!
In the Imperial Palace, demon monkeys clad in silver armor blocked the hall entrance, staunchly defended by an elder who had followed for many years.
At this mont, the elder had a green face and sharp fangs, his originally kind face now twisted into a grueso terror.
"Hum!"
Suddenly, a terrible surge of killing intent, like a Heavenly Sword, burst forth from inside the heavily shut great hall. Following that, a mist of Qing color seed to seep out slowly, covering the heavens and earth, accompanied by golden flowers scattered across the skies and an intoxicating fragrance.
In the next instant, the killing intent intensified horrifyingly, as if thousands of deities were chanting, piercing through the vast universe, shattering everything, determined to utterly destroy all demons outside the hall.
"Vanish all heavens!"
The elder shouted loudly as a longsword suddenly appeared in his hand, slashing towards the Void before him. Deviously, he transford into a beam of light, vanishing from the spot, reappearing above the Heavenly Vault, avoiding the surging Qing mist.
Li Xuan’s heart skipped a beat, ntally cursing this bad turn of events. But it was too far to provide any assistance at this mont; he could only watch helplessly as the longsword slashed toward the palace.
"Boom!"
A massive claw, covered in black fur, reached out from the Qing fog, swinging down like a demonic hand. It grabbed the longsword that was cutting towards the palace and effortlessly crushed it to powder with a flick.
Then, within the Qing mist, a colossal entity slowly erged.
Endless waves of killing intent surged violently, flooding the area, turning many demon monkeys into ash upon contact with the Qing fog.
Li Xuan watched in disbelief as the colossal entity slowly materialized above the mist, utterly astonished:
"What on earth is this?"
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