Become a fairy alone

"This unprecedented catastrophe is finally over." Shen Tu Zhanfeng looked weary and sorrowful as he gazed at Mu Qingcheng, now reduced to ruins. His right sleeve hung empty, fluttering in the wind.

The Celestial Realm had long since withdrawn its army back to the Celestial Realm to defend against the Dragon Domain, thus avoiding a great deal of dangerous and fierce battles.

However, this good time did not last long. The battlefield between immortals and demons opened, but the passage connecting to the immortal realm always remained.

Even if the celestial army does not enter the celestial-demon battlefield, a large number of demons and monsters will still rush out of the passage and wreak havoc on the celestial realm.

During the attack on the Dragon Realm by the Four Heavenly Emperors, the celestial troops stationed in the vast territory endured extremely cruel trials.

Under the onslaught of these demons and monsters, a large number of immortals in the immortal realm were slaughtered. Immortal cities were destroyed one after another. Honghao Heavenly Court had previously suffered the greatest losses of immortal troops under Lu Xiaotian, so its situation was naturally particularly severe.

Shen Tu Zhanfeng and Bai Ruxue were originally stationed near the passage of the Immortal-Demon Battlefield with the main force of the army. They were attacked by several demon tribes and retreated all the way. More than ten large and small immortal cities were lost. Finally, they managed to hold their ground in Muqing City.

Although not as elite as the immortal army drawn from the Dragon Realm, the battle was extremely fierce. Shen Tu Zhanfeng witnessed tens of millions of deaths and several times that number of wounded.

Moreover, this was only one direction for them. When the Immortal-Demon Battlefield first opened, there was only one entrance on the Honghao Heavenly Court's side, but later four or five more appeared.

Most of the remaining forces in the Heavenly Court were celestial troops from the former middle or even lower-level celestial realms. When faced with rampant demons, they could only resort to human lives to fill the gaps, except for using formations.

Their situation is relatively better. I heard that Jianyang Immortal City and Dimeng Immortal City suffered almost total annihilation. They had more troops than us, yet fewer than ten thousand escaped the battlefield. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they were completely wiped out.

Shen Tu Zhanfeng and Bai Ruxue have survived to this day without knowing how many times they have teetered on the brink of death. Their parents and relatives all perished in this great war.

After an unprecedented catastrophe, only he and Bai Ruxue remained, supporting each other. If the main force of the immortal army hadn't withdrawn from the Dragon Realm at the crucial moment, they would likely have been wiped out by the demons.

Looking at the desolate battlefield, Shen Tu Zhanfeng's eyes were filled with sorrow. His once jet-black hair had begun to turn gray at the temples.

"It's not completely over yet. In fact, it all started with the Eastern Alchemist." A figure flashed by, and Nie Qinghou came to Shen Tu Zhanfeng's side.

Upon hearing Nie Qinghou's words, Shentu Zhanfeng and Bai Ruxue exchanged a glance and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

They didn't know how to persuade Nie Qinghou. At least the couple had survived and could support each other. Nie Qinghou was different; he was completely alone.

All of this stems from the fact that the Four Heavenly Emperors diverted too much power to besiege the Dragon Realm.

As a result, the army left behind was unable to withstand the demons and monsters in the ensuing battles.

Even with the help of formations, geography, and many other favorable factors, they still couldn't withstand it. It was only because the main force of the celestial army returned in time along the Milky Way that they were able to stop the demons from running rampant; otherwise, the foundations of the four heavenly courts would have been completely destroyed. Nie Qinghou's parents perished in the battle, while his wife and children were wiped out when the demons fled to the rear of the celestial army.

Now all alone, Nie Qinghou's personality changed drastically, and he began to hate Lu Xiaotian, the culprit who caused the great war.

Shen Tu Zhanfeng and Bai Ruxue were at a loss for words. Back then, Lu Xiaotian and Mu Xia had a good relationship with them and hadn't wronged them in any way.

Even when fighting the demons in Luo Yang Prison before, Lu Xiaotian still protected them quite a bit. The great war between the Immortal Realm and the Dragon Clan had nothing to do with right or wrong, but rather with their respective positions. The Dragon Clan, led by Lu Xiaotian, was only concerned with self-preservation from beginning to end.

Large swathes of the celestial realm have been overrun by demons, mainly because the four Heavenly Emperors were preoccupied with attacking the Dragon Clan, leaving their remaining celestial armies too weak. Given the celestial realm's determination to kill, it's impossible to expect the Dragon Clan to offer no resistance.

"What are your plans after this battle, Brother Nie?" Shen Tu Zhanfeng asked.

"The main force of the demons has been defeated, but there are still a large number of remnants scattered throughout the Dragon Domain. I will not be able to quell my hatred until they are completely wiped out." The hatred in Nie Qinghou's eyes was as solid as a tangible substance.

"What are your plans, Brother Shentu?"

"Having survived countless battles, Ru Xue and I don't even know how we've managed to live this long. After going through all these life-and-death ordeals, we've become indifferent to everything. Our former families, our lowly positions, and other material possessions are all trivial matters in the face of life and death. Ru Xue and I plan to return to the place where we first met in Jiuyang City, build a hut, and live there, no longer caring about worldly affairs," Shen Tu Zhanfeng said, glancing at Bai Ru Xue.

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy. When the Puppet Emperor and Xun Yin Lei Ling left, they destroyed a large number of restrictions in the Luo Yang Domain. With the Luo Yang Prison still there, you won't have peace even if you return to Jiu Yang City."

“A peaceful mind is the same everywhere. The Nameless Sword Master still has some connection with us. As long as he doesn’t force me and Ruxue, that dilapidated city should be a place for us to live in peace.” Shentu Zhanfeng smiled bitterly. “Besides, in this vast world, where is there a truly safe and peaceful place?”

As they were talking, a huge vortex suddenly appeared above their heads, from which a terrifying and chaotic aura surged forth. Even Shen Tu Zhanfeng, Bai Ruxue, and Nie Qinghou, all Great Luo Golden Immortals, were powerless to resist.

The ferocious and extremely violent killing intent reverberated in all directions. When the opponent first appeared, Shen Tu Zhanfeng and the others almost felt that their primordial spirits were about to be eroded and torn apart by the killing intent.

Besides the overwhelming killing intent, there was also a vengeful aura that filled him with fear. The two different forces intertwined, seemingly locked in a stalemate.

Shen Tu Zhanfeng, Bai Ruxue, and Nie Qinghou quickly retreated. Having experienced countless battles and the pain of separation from loved ones, they had become much more indifferent to life and death. Even when faced with the most powerful enemy, they would not panic.

The absolute suppression of their auras, the unmatched killing intent, and the cursed power that could corrode their primordial spirits all made them extremely uncomfortable, instinctively wanting to retreat.

After retreating some distance, they saw a barren continent, devoid of vegetation and filled with flying sand and stones, within the vortex, seemingly being slowly moved out by a tremendous force.

"That colossal peak looks like the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine!" Nie Qinghou exclaimed in surprise. Amidst the swirling sand and stones, his gaze swept across the vast plain, revealing a undulating mountain range. Within this range, a towering mountain stood exceptionally majestic and imposing. The overwhelming killing intent and the power of resentment emanated from this colossal peak. (End of Chapter)