Honghuang: I am Qitian and I want to fight for the throne

Chapter 431 Is it you? The Human Race War!
boom! boom! boom! boom!
As Yuechan's command resounded within his primordial spirit, Meng Po, Styx, Xing Tian, ​​the Ancient Emperor, and the other ten Ancestral Witches took the lead, each choosing a battle platform to challenge.

Immediately following, a dozen more terrifying figures, shrouded in dense death energy, corpse fire, and filthy blood light, surged towards the remaining chaotic battle arena like a raging torrent of ghosts bursting from its dam!
Underworld, make your move!
The target is all the Primordial Purple Qi!

This sudden, all-out attack caused the entire chaotic battlefield to fall into a moment of deathly silence.

Whether it was the Flower Fruit Mountain, the Xuanmen, the human race, or the surrounding rogue cultivators, their gazes were instantly captivated by this.

"The underworld!"

Tai Shang slightly raised his eyelids, and a glint of shrewdness flashed across his usually calm face.

"What a huge appetite!"

A cold, sharp smile curved at the corners of Yuan Shi's lips, his eyes revealing disdain:
"Trying to catch them all at once? Aren't you afraid of bursting your stomach?"

"They're not taking us seriously!"

"Hmph, it's no use even if we snatch it now; we'll have to give it back later!"

People around the battle platform were secretly discussing the battle, which had already begun and quickly escalated to a fever pitch the moment they made contact!

A deafening roar erupted from all twenty-seven battle platforms!
On one of the nine battle platforms in the underground passage, Xing Tian directly manifested his true form as an Ancestral Witch.

The Xingtian Axe in his hand also swelled up, and he swung it towards a rogue cultivator opposite him.

Although this person is a rogue cultivator, his cultivation level is not weak; he is at the peak of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm.

Seeing Xing Tian attack, it roared and raised a giant, ancient shield shaped like a tortoise shell, with the phantom images of mountains and rivers flowing across its surface.

However, it was only a high-grade innate spiritual treasure. It only blocked ten axe blows before the giant shield phantom flickered wildly, emitting a mournful cry of being unable to bear the burden, and cracks spread like a spider web.

Finally, it exploded into pieces.

The shield-wielding rogue cultivator coughed up golden blood, and before he could even admit defeat, his primordial spirit was cleaved into ashes!
Xing Tian effortlessly occupied a genuine Primordial Purple Qi Battle Platform.

While Xing Tian was winning, the other battlegrounds quickly determined their victories as well.

A powerful rogue cultivator had his mind corrupted by the endless, filthy power and demonic sounds of the Styx River's Blood Sea, and subsequently became a part of the Blood Sea.

Meng Po used her cane to severely injure a peak Quasi-Saint and knock him off the battle stage.

In addition, the Ten Ancestral Witches, including the Ancient Emperor, the Bone Venerable with a body of white bones, the Ghost Emperor in black imperial robes, the Corpse King, the Soul Lord, and other Netherworld cultivators also successively defeated their respective opponents and became the champions of the battle arena.

……

The battle started quickly and ended quickly!

The underworld's elite forces were all deployed, and most of them were fearless ghosts and demons. Their attacks were fierce and bizarre, targeting the primordial spirit, corrupting magical artifacts, and corroding the physical body, making them impossible to defend against.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, twenty-seven wins!

The twenty-seven Chaos Battle Platforms changed hands, seized by the Underworld with overwhelming force.

Apart from the battle platform where the mysterious demon cultivator was located, the outcome of the battle was still undecided.

All eyes turned to that direction.

On the battle platform, the one challenging the mysterious demon cultivator is a Soul-Devouring Demon Lord from the Underworld.

Its main body is like a thick, black fog that is constantly twisting and expanding. It has no fixed shape, and at its core, the faces of countless struggling and howling vengeful spirits can be vaguely seen.

It does not directly attack the physical body, but continuously releases invisible "soul-devouring demonic sounds" and "venomous curses" that penetrate all defenses!
The demonic sounds were like millions of steel needles piercing the primordial spirit, while the curses were like maggots clinging to the bone, entwining the soul, attempting to dismantle the will, distort the mind, and ignite the inner demons of the mysterious demon cultivator.

Faced with the attack of the Soul Devouring Demon Lord, the mysterious demon cultivator suddenly let out a long howl!
The howl was desolate and ancient, carrying an imperial will and a power that pierced the soul!

A blinding crimson flame erupted from his body, and in the shadows, the phantom of a three-legged behemoth flashed by!
The invisible curse of demonic sound was like ice and snow melting in boiling water, making a hissing sound as it was forcibly pushed away and dispersed!
The Soul-Devouring Demon Lord was immediately enraged.

The black mist around him suddenly contracted, transforming into a filthy black hand that blotted out the sky. Countless pained faces condensed in the palm into a huge, all-consuming vortex, grabbing at the demon cultivator with terrifying suction!

At the same time, a silent soul arrow shot straight at the demon cultivator's brow!
"Well done!"

The demon cultivator's demonic aura surged, and his hands rapidly formed hand seals in a mysterious and ancient manner!
"Ten Thousand Demons... Slaying Gods!"

With a roar, countless intricate and complex demonic patterns appeared out of thin air, condensing into huge, different-looking phantom images of demonic beasts!

The phantom roared and charged out, its invisible sound waves sweeping out like a giant hammer!

Boom!

The enormous, filthy black hand was violently struck by countless phantom beasts, then self-destructed, violently shaking the palm. The devouring vortex in the palm was forcibly torn apart by the power of destruction and finally annihilated!
but,

The Soul Devouring Demon Lord paid no attention to any of this, and instead revealed a sinister smile.

Because his silent soul arrow had pierced through the roaring sound waves and the giant beast's phantom, instantly shooting towards the demon cultivator's brow!

The speed was so fast that there was no way to avoid it!
However, at the critical moment, a fierce golden light flashed in the demon cultivator's eyes, and a mysterious vertical line on his brow suddenly split open, as if he had opened a third eye!
A pure, condensed golden beam of light, imbued with the will to destroy the soul, shot out from it and struck the Soul-Destroying Arrow with perfect precision!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a chilling "hiss" that froze the soul!

The golden beam of light and the pitch-black Soul-Destroying Arrow annihilated and canceled each other out in mid-air, ultimately perishing together and dissipating into a wisp of green smoke.

The vertical lines between the demon cultivator's brows instantly closed.

His body trembled slightly, leaving an afterimage in place, and his true form appeared as if by teleportation in front of the Soul Devouring Demon Lord's constantly twisting soul mist core!
With a wave of his hand, demonic runes lit up, condensing into a giant palm blade!

"cut!"

A thunderous roar pierced through the chaos!

The sword falls!
puff!

There was no elaborate trajectory, only a thin line that seemed to sever the past and the future!
The Soul Devouring Demon Lord's ever-twisting and expanding soul mist suddenly stopped, and the countless struggling vengeful souls at its core instantly froze, emitting a silent, final, and most shrill scream!
Then,

The entire mass of soul mist burst forth like a punctured balloon, unleashing endless blade light from within!
Hiss! Hiss! The soul mist was torn apart, cut apart, and annihilated inch by inch!
The Soul Devouring Demon Lord's soul essence was annihilated with a single strike! He didn't even have time to scream before vanishing into nothingness!

"Humph~"

Yue Chan, who was watching from above, snorted coldly. His icy gaze flickered slightly as he stared intently at the only battle platform that had fallen and the domineering figure on it. An indescribable chill quietly crept in.

But they did not take any action.

First, she had already reached an agreement with Qi Tian Hongjun and others that they would not interfere in the battle for the Primordial Purple Qi.

Secondly, although this demon cultivator is strong, he is not worthy of her taking action.

Moreover, there was only one person.

No matter how strong she is, she can be worn down and killed by the remaining thousand-plus Chaos Golden Immortals and Quasi-Saints in her Underworld.

Most importantly, based on Qi Tian's previous conversation with Hong Jun, this person seemed to be on Hong Jun's side. "What a demon cultivator!"

From the direction of Huaguo Mountain, Kong Xuan's eyes flashed with an unprecedented brilliance, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky.

Sun Yuan, standing to the side, narrowed his eyes, touching the Chaos Bell in his hand, a look of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

because,

The three-legged phantom that flashed by during the battle between the mysterious demon cultivators just now looked somewhat familiar to him.

"is it you?"

Sun Yuan seemed to be deep in thought on one side, while on the other side...

The spectators, including those from the Xuanmen sect, the human race, and independent cultivators, were also shocked by the mysterious independent cultivator's powerful combat strength!
"Humans, challenge!"

Just then, a majestic voice, like a thunderclap from the heavens, suddenly shattered the deathly silence of the chaotic battlefield!
The one who spoke was none other than the Human Emperor—Xuanyuan!
Clad in a dark yellow imperial robe and with the ancient and heavy Xuanyuan sword hanging at his waist, he took a step forward, and the purple aura of the human emperor around him swirled like a dragon, his majestic majesty causing the surrounding chaotic air currents to stagnate.

A pair of angry eyes were fixed on the six chaotic battle platforms that represented "humanity"!

The six battle platforms were now shrouded in dense, deathly aura, symbolizing the underworld's desecration and plunder of human authority!
This undoubtedly ignited the most intense rage in the Emperor's heart!

"The flame of humanity shall not be allowed to be touched by others! War!"

"war!"

Shennong followed closely behind, holding an ochre whip, his body exuding the vitality of plants and the fragrance of herbs, yet his eyes remained as firm as iron.

"war!"

Fuxi above did not make a move, but his clear shout, carrying a powerful spiritual encouragement, resonated in the hearts of every human powerhouse.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Six dazzling beams of light, filled with rage, charged fiercely toward the six battle platforms of humanity that had been occupied by the underworld!
"A mere human dares to defy the Netherworld?"

Shennong chose Ghost Emperor, who had previously crushed a rogue cultivator with the Netherworld Imperial Seal.

Dressed in a dark imperial robe and wearing a crown, his face was blurred, with only a pair of ghostly eyes burning with a ghastly green soul fire, and his body exuded a solemn imperial might that commanded all ghosts.

The Ghost Emperor's voice was like a cold wind from the netherworld. He raised the Netherworld Imperial Seal high in his hand, and the four ancient seal characters "Imperial Decree to the Netherworld" at the bottom of the seal shone with a dark light!
"Ten Thousand Ghosts Devour Souls, by Imperial Decree!"

Boom!

The Imperial Seal descended, causing the void to tremble!
Countless grotesque, twisted, and tormented ghosts, vengeful spirits, Rakshasa, Yakshas... roared out from the imperial seal like a black torrent bursting its banks!

The wailing and howling of ghosts pierced the primordial spirit, and the filthy, chilling aura of death from the underworld instantly filled the entire battle platform, transforming it into a desolate wasteland that devoured all life! Ten thousand ghosts surged forth, their target Shennong!

however,
Faced with this terrifying tide of ghosts, Shennong remained calm and composed.

He gently tossed the Shennong Cauldron in his hand.

"The earth is the furnace, the herbs are the fuel, the cycle of generation and restraint continues, and all poisons return to their source!"

As Shennong's voice rang out, a soft, vibrant green halo spread out from the center of the Shennong Cauldron in an instant!
Wherever the halo passed, the chaotic stone platform, which had been eroded by the deathly aura of the underworld and was as lifeless as frozen soil, miraculously came back to life!

One by one, the phantom images of plants of different shapes, some verdant, some alluring, and some strange, broke through the "soil" and swayed in the wind!
These illusory images of plants and trees are the manifestations of the essence of the billions of plants and spiritual roots that Shennong identified after tasting them throughout the primordial wilderness!

A torrent of ghosts crashed into this vibrant "land of a hundred herbs"!
Tsk tsk tsk!

A chilling corrosive sound rang out!
When those ferocious ghosts and vengeful spirits came into contact with the vital energy emanating from the illusory shadows of plants, they were like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, letting out shrill screams. Their souls emitted billowing black smoke, rapidly thinning and disintegrating.

The highly toxic deathly aura was quickly neutralized, decomposed, and transformed by the wondrous medicinal properties contained within the life force of plants!
"what?"

The ghost emperor's eyes flickered with a ghastly green soul fire, in disbelief.

The myriad ghosts summoned by his Netherworld Imperial Seal contain the purest Netherworld primordial death energy, which even a peak-level Primordial Golden Immortal would find difficult to break through. Yet now they are being restrained by this vibrant vegetation domain.
Those watching the battle were also shocked.

They were actually restrained! The Ghost Emperor is in trouble!
"Poison can also be medicine."

Shennong's gaze was gentle, yet his voice carried an undeniable power:
"The deathly aura of the netherworld is nothing more than a stubborn poison in the world. Since it is poison, there is a cure!"

He gently waved the Shennong Cauldron in his hand once more.

In the realm of herbs, countless illusory images of plants sway gracefully, while specks of emerald light, each containing the essence of different medicinal properties, rise up.

Like a swarm of fireflies, they converged into a pure and powerful torrent of life, flowing against the tide of the scattered ghosts and surging back towards the Netherworld Imperial Seal and the Ghost Emperor's true form!

This torrent of life may seem gentle, but it contains the profound power to reverse life and death and purify impurities!

Wherever it passed, the remaining ghostly death energy melted away rapidly, like snow being poured on boiling water! The eerie light emanating from the Imperial Seal was constantly washed away and weakened!
"Bastard!"

The Ghost Emperor was filled with shock and rage, and frantically activated the Imperial Seal to defend himself.

But that torrent of life seemed endless, constantly neutralizing the Netherworld Imperial Majesty of the Imperial Seal.

Even more terrifying, the strange medicinal properties contained in the torrent began to seep into the body of the Imperial Seal, attempting to dismantle the core restrictions of this Netherworld Treasure!
As one side gains and the other loses, the light of the Netherworld Imperial Seal dimmed at a visible speed!

The Ghost Emperor felt his connection with the Imperial Seal begin to stagnate!
"impossible!"

The Ghost Emperor let out a resentful roar and attempted to unleash other secret techniques of the Ghost Path.

But Shennong gave him no chance at all. He raised his hand and pointed, and the Domain of Herbs suddenly shrank, turning into a huge emerald green cauldron phantom that enveloped the Ghost Emperor and the Netherworld Imperial Seal together!
"Refining!"

Boom! A bright green flame suddenly ignited in the furnace—a pure fire of life and medicinal properties!
Within a few breaths, the fire in the furnace went out, and the illusory image of the alchemy furnace vanished.

All that remained was a pile of dull, cracked fragments of the imperial seal, almost devoid of any spiritual essence.

Shennong, victory!

Using the principles of plants and trees, refine the Netherworld Imperial Seal and slay the Ghost Emperor!

Capture the humanitarian battleground!
On another battle stage, Xuanyuan's opponent was the Underworld Corpse King, whose physical body was indestructible and whose strength was boundless.

When the Corpse King saw the Yellow Emperor approaching with his sword, he let out a deep, thunderous roar, neither dodging nor avoiding it.

The enormous fist, wreathed in dense corpse energy, slammed down on Xuanyuan like a collapsing mountain!

Wherever the fist struck, the chaotic space itself was dented!

"Jiuzhou Mountains and Rivers!"

Xuanyuan's voice was like a dragon's roar. Facing this punch that was enough to shatter stars, he did not dodge, but instead drew the Xuanyuan Divine Sword from his waist!
Clang——!
A clear and melodious sword cry, seemingly capable of cleansing away all evil in the world, resounded through the sky!

One side of the sword is engraved with the sun, moon and stars, and the other side is engraved with mountains, rivers and plants. The hilt is inscribed with the techniques of farming and animal husbandry, and the strategy for unifying the four seas!
The aura of humanity and holiness erupted suddenly, shining brightly like the sun, upright and righteous!
"Dingding Jiuzhou!"

(End of this chapter)