Fairy, listen to my explanation.

Chapter 740 The Battle Outside Nine Swords City

Nine Swords City.

The array of light curtains resembled a giant bowl turned upside down, enveloping the entire city. The light curtains were covered with dense, obscure patterns, and each flash caused ripples in the air.

On the towering city walls stood countless Tianfu cultivators clad in fine armor, their weapons gleaming with a chilling light, as if to intimidate any powerful alien warriors eyeing them from afar.

Around the city walls, ancient bronze mirrors float, reflecting the situation within a hundred miles around, and no movement can escape their detection.

Above the city wall, three figures could be vaguely seen standing in mid-air. They all exuded powerful auras and were none other than the Sword Master and the other two half-saint realm experts.

Sword Master's robes fluttered in the wind, and he exuded a powerful aura. A divine sword with a green blade floated in front of him, its sharp edge radiating a chilling and fierce energy.

Following his gaze, at the edge of the horizon, a vast, dark army of alien races still loomed menacingly.

"Sword Nine, half a month has passed. Do you think those alien rulers will still come?"

The half-saint realm expert on the left asked with a solemn expression.

"Given the nature of this foreign race, I'm afraid they won't let this go easily."

Sword Master slowly exhaled a long breath, looked at the three thousand miles of land behind him, his expression slightly serious, and said: "However, our human race is prosperous, with two Emperor Venerables and the Palace Master Heavenly Venerable here. Even if the alien race ruler comes, we will not be afraid."

Upon hearing this, the two semi-saints exchanged a glance and nodded.

The three radiant beings shine together. In addition, the Holy Heaven Academy also has a contemporary possessor of the Spiritual Eye and the bloodline of the Human Emperor!
This can be said to be the most glorious era for humanity since that dark period.

Faced with the threat of the Dark Prison Realm, the human race's powerful warriors tread on thin ice. After so many years, they have finally ushered in this glorious era. They must seize this opportunity to establish themselves in the Dark Prison Realm in order to change this situation.

Otherwise, in the eyes of these alien races, humans will forever remain nothing more than food.

"The alien race is preparing to attack again. This time, I will lead the army to meet them."

As the bronze mirror shimmered, the Sword Master slowly stood up, his gaze fixed on the horizon.

There, a massive army of tens of thousands of powerful alien warriors was slowly approaching.

For the past two weeks, although there has been no ruler overseeing the situation and some powerful alien races have already withdrawn, as time goes by, more and more powerful alien races are gathering, and the number of alien races eyeing the city from afar is increasing. Moreover, they launch attacks on Nine Swords City almost every day.

In response, led by the Sword Master and three other half-Venerables, they would take a portion of the Heavenly Mansion cultivators from the city out to meet the enemy every day.

In such a fierce battle, casualties are inevitable. However, many powerful individuals have also benefited from the misfortune, gaining an opportunity to break through in a short period of time.

Soon, the city gates opened.

Sword Master led over ten thousand Tianfu cultivators out of the city.

Upon seeing this, the alien army in the distance turned their eyes bloodshot and moved even faster, as if they were afraid that if they were a little slower, they would miss their chance.

For powerful beings from other races, the fragrance of essence and blood emanating from human cultivators is captivating.

Even though they sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the Sword Master, they remained fearless.

"call out!"

With a flick of his wrist, the Sword Master pointed his sword, and a burst of sword energy shot out.

"boom!"

The sword energy surged in the wind, instantly transforming into a sword beam tens of meters long. It pierced through space and crashed into the alien army. Instantly, dust billowed, and countless shrill screams echoed through the air. "Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Sword Master's expression was cold, and his hands moved without the slightest pause, unleashing a series of sword energies.

"Jian Jiu, you've gone too far! Do you really think our alien race has no strong warriors?"

However, before these sword energies could land, two figures from the alien army soared into the air, each intercepting several sword energies and dismantling their offensive.

"Humph!"

Facing two alien races at the Half-Saint Realm, the Sword Master remained calm and composed, uttering not a single superfluous word. His aura locked onto both Half-Saints simultaneously, and the sword in his hand whistled as it flashed, its brilliance rising in all directions.

Seeing the Sword Master's imposing figure as he fought two opponents single-handedly, the morale of the Heavenly Mansion cultivators soared. One by one, the powerful warriors gripped their weapons and charged fiercely towards the alien army.

"Boom! Boom!"

As the two armies clashed, the heavens and earth trembled, and terrifying aftershocks of the battle raged through the air between them.

What alarmed the alien warriors was that, in a battle with roughly equal numbers, the human army held an almost absolute advantage.

Even if a powerful alien race were to transform into their true form, they would still find it difficult to contend with a human cultivator of the same level at the same cultivation level!
Each Dao Foundation Realm human cultivator's attack carried a profound Daoist power, and the weapons in their hands seemed to ignore their defenses, easily tearing their bodies apart.

This scene caused the expressions of some of the powerful alien races who had just gathered that day to change drastically.

They never imagined that the human race, whom the creatures of the Dark Prison Realm regarded as food, would possess such terrifying combat power.

However, even from such a distance, they could still seem to smell the captivating fragrance emanating from the bloodline of human cultivators.

In mid-air, the Sword Master stopped the two alien race half-saints. Even when fighting two against one, he was not at a disadvantage. In fact, every sword flash that swept by left a trail of foul-smelling blood.

Faced with the Sword Master's offensive, the two half-saint realm alien races dared not be careless. If they hadn't sensed the Sword Master's abundant essence blood, they would have almost lost the will to fight.

In Nine Swords City.

Countless human cultivators watched the great battle in the distance, their expressions tense, their blood boiling.

If they weren't worried about triggering a major war and suffering excessive losses, they would have loved to leave the city immediately and fight alongside Chief Sword.

All the Tianfu cultivators knew that although they now occupied three thousand miles of territory in the Wugu Domain of the Dark Prison Realm, in terms of overall strength, the human race was still at an absolute disadvantage in front of the behemoth that was the Dark Prison Realm.

The battle still continues.

Even though the Tianfu cultivators had the upper hand, they still suffered considerable losses, with human powerhouses frequently spitting out blood and dying on the battlefield.

As the scent of blood filled the air, the alien warriors seemed to become even more frenzied. Some of the more ruthless individuals even risked injury to drag a human cultivator down with them, only to immediately retreat after obtaining the blood essence.

This scene made the Tianfu cultivators grit their teeth in anger, their cooperation became even more seamless, and their attacks became even more ferocious.

"Jian Jiu, how dare you!"

At that moment, a furious voice rang out, and the next instant, a dazzling sword light flashed by.

"boom!"

Amidst countless astonished gazes, a powerful alien race member who was fighting against the Sword Master was cleaved in two at the waist by a single sword strike.

(End of this chapter)