Recruit demons to become heroes, hunt demons to become gods

Chapter 287 The Tribulation of Lightning Shocks the World, Demonic Banners Gather, Daoist Couple Raises Cauldron to Save Husband's Return

The last wisp of Daoist runes on the Heaven-Covering Talisman went out with a "poof" the moment Dou Eqing stepped out of the capital of the Han-Tang Immortal Dynasty, which was only five hundred miles away. It turned into ashes and dissipated in the fierce wind.

Almost at the same instant, the sky above, which had been oppressive for who knows how long, was suddenly torn apart by an invisible giant hand!

There was no preparation, no warning.

The destructive will that had been building up over many years was completely enraged by this drastic act of forcibly delaying the inevitable.

Boom—Crack!!!

A pale white lightning bolt, thicker than a mountain, ripped through the thick, inky black clouds, carrying the majestic power of heaven to judge all things, and plunged straight down!

The blinding light instantly engulfed Dou Eqing's tiny figure, and also illuminated the continuous mountains and land below in a deathly white light, revealing every detail.

"Ugh—!"

Even with his profound foundation, unparalleled resilience honed by the Void Refining Realm, and the added enhancement of the nascent Three Yang Gathering Dragon Dao Body, Dou Eqing still let out a painful groan under the bombardment of the first Heavenly Punishment Lightning Pillar.

The raging power of lightning brutally tore through the protective aura, penetrating every part of the body, and wreaking havoc and annihilating everything in its path.

The flesh instantly turned black and rolled up, revealing the stark white bones underneath, which crackled with electricity.

The White Tiger Demon-Slaying Blade he gripped tightly hummed and trembled under the strain, and faintly, the painful roar of the remnants of the multi-handed killing god could be heard from within the blade.

Lightning tribulation! Combined lightning tribulation!
It was an unparalleled tribulation of lightning whose power was amplified due to its heaven-defying foundation and the fact that it had been delayed for too long!
This cataclysmic phenomenon was like throwing a massive boulder into a still, lifeless pool.

In the depths of the imperial capital of the Han-Tang Immortal Dynasty, inside the Chengtian Hall, which enshrines the dragon energy of the nation's destiny, the nine golden pillars with coiled dragons suddenly trembled violently, emitting a low, mournful dragon roar!

The "Warning Bell" hanging on the roof of the palace rang by itself without anyone's knowledge. Its sound waves shattered the stone and pierced through the gold, instantly sweeping across the entire majestic imperial city!
"What kind of demon dares to offend the might of my Han and Tang dynasties?!"

An aged yet majestic roar, like a thunderclap from the heavens, resounded from the depths of the imperial capital.

Several powerful divine thoughts, carrying a killing intent capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, instantly traversed tens of thousands of miles of void, locking onto the core of the raging thundercloud on the border of the imperial capital—that bloodied and mangled figure struggling in the lightning.

"It's Dou Eqing! The culprit in the war between good and evil! A major criminal of the imperial court!"

Another chilling divine thought conveyed confirmation.

"Zhendu Legion! Lock the Heavens and Seize the Earth Formation! Activate!!"

The third divine thought directly transformed into a military order, which crashed down upon the border of the Han and Tang imperial capitals.

The border legions of the Immortal Dynasty, who had been waiting for battle, moved at the order. Countless array plates and flags lit up with dazzling light, and crisscrossing pillars of spiritual energy shot into the sky, weaving together a giant net covering thousands of miles, sealing off the area of ​​the lightning tribulation and the surrounding space.

The murderous aura of clashing swords and galloping horses soared into the sky. Countless cultivators from the Immortal Dynasty, wielding magical artifacts and treasures, filled the sky like swarms of locusts, their killing intent palpable. They were just waiting for the tribulation lightning to subside before tearing the person undergoing tribulation to pieces!

Almost at the same instant that the Soul-Cleansing Lamp of Dou E flickered wildly and was on the verge of going out, in the distant front line of the war between good and evil, in the core of the Hezong Sect—in a hideous bone palace floating above an endless sea of ​​blood, the woman sitting on a pale white skull throne suddenly opened her eyes.

She was dressed in a dark black palace gown with phoenix patterns, her face was stunningly beautiful, but her temperament was as cold as ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years. She was none other than Si Qianquan, the acting sect leader of the He Sect and Dou Eqing's Daoist partner!

At this moment, her usually strategic and shrewd eyes, which seemed capable of freezing one's soul, were devoid of any trace of their usual cunning; only piercing fear and burning anxiety remained.

At the heart, the Daoist bond that was connected to Dou Eqing's life sent forth a tearing pain and a feeling of rapid exhaustion!

"Husband!"

A soft gasp escaped her lips, accompanied by a tremor she herself was unaware of.

Without the slightest hesitation, Si Qianquan suddenly stood up, unleashing a terrifying aura that instantly dispelled the chilling atmosphere that permeated the Bone Palace.

Her jade-like fingers flashed like lightning, sweeping across the void. In an instant, a huge phantom token formed from stark white bones and boiling demonic blood appeared, with two ferocious ancient characters on it that seemed to weep blood—"Supporting the Heavens"!
"All members of the clan, heed my command!"

Her voice, transmitted through a secret technique, was like the roar of a demon god, instantly resounding deep within the souls of every disciple, demon general, and worshipper of the entire sect, regardless of which battlefield they were currently fighting against righteous cultivators on: "Sect Master Dou Eqing has been robbed and is trapped within the territory of Han Tang! The Heaven-Supporting Decree has been issued! All members of our sect must immediately drop everything and rush to the aid of our Sect Master at all costs! Anyone who obstructs our rescue of our Master—will have their entire sect exterminated and their souls forever imprisoned in a sea of ​​blood!!"

The order to kill is ruthless and decisive, leaving no room for doubt!
Immediately following, even more precise divine commands, like cold steel needles, pierced into two specific entities:

"Soul Refining Thunder Demon! You are the vanguard! With your body, smash through the iron wall of the Han and Tang dynasties for the sect leader! You are permitted to devour all souls that block your path! Fight to the death and never retreat!"

"Gluttonous Demon! You have cut off our retreat, devouring our pursuers! Spiritual power, magical treasures, flesh and blood, souls... anything that blocks our path will become food for you! Clear the road and cut off our pursuit!"

"The remaining units, led by Elders Blood Butcher and Yin Bone, will launch attacks on twelve military fortresses and strongholds along the Han-Tang border! Regardless of casualties, they will create maximum chaos!"

Upon receiving the order, Si Qianquan took a step forward and was already outside the palace.

With a flick of her slender hand, three pills, each the size of a longan and radiating a seven-colored glow and abundant vitality, appeared. Their fragrance filled the air, causing the surrounding space to ripple slightly.

Furthermore, three palm-sized, jet-black bone shields covered with mysterious magical patterns surround his body.

Without even glancing at them, she handed the pills and bone shield to the nine heavily armored, aura-deeply composed leaders of the death squad who appeared behind her like shadows.

"You will all follow me to the edge of the battlefield! As soon as the tribulation lightning subsides, we will rescue our sect leader immediately!"

Her voice was resolute, her gaze fixed on the lightning-streaked border between Han and Tang, beneath which blazing flames burned. "My husband's Three Yangs Gathering Dragon Body is crucial to my future path and the very destiny of our sect for ten thousand years! He absolutely cannot be harmed! Moreover, we are currently in the midst of a great war between good and evil, and Mahayana cultivators cannot easily intervene. We have a very high chance of victory. Let's go!"

Before she finished speaking, Si Qianquan had already transformed into a black streak of light that tore through space, heading resolutely towards the place where the thunderous tribulation was roaring.

The nine assassin leaders remained silent, their bodies transforming into nine streaks of blood-red light, following closely behind, their murderous aura filling the sky!
The border between Han and Tang dynasties, the core of the tribulation.

Dou Eqing had transformed into a blood-red charcoal floating in a silvery-white sea of ​​lightning. The power of the ninth tribulation far exceeded the sum of the previous ones.

Each bolt of lightning that struck carried a terrifying will that could obliterate the Great Dao and shatter the divine soul.

His consciousness teetered on the brink of excruciating pain and destruction. The faint golden light of primordial yang, which was the nascent form of the Three Yang Gathering Dragon Dao Body, circulated wildly within his body, like a candle flame in a storm that could be extinguished at any moment, desperately protecting his last remaining heart meridian and sea of ​​consciousness.

The White Tiger Demon-Slaying Blade in his hand had long since lost its luster, and the roars of the remnant consciousness of the Multi-Handed God of Slaughter within the blade had weakened. The fusion of the blade spirit and the remnant soul became precarious under the impact of the violent lightning tribulation.

"Roar--!"

Just as Dou Eqing was about to be completely swallowed by the boundless sea of ​​thunder in despair, a roar filled with endless ferocity and violent soul power, like the death knell of hell, smashed the shouts and thunder of the outer Han and Tang army formation!

The Soul Refining Thunder Demon has arrived!

The reason she was able to arrive so quickly was naturally the result of He Zong's years of secret efforts in the righteous path.

Her massive body, like a meteorite burning with dark purple soul flames, ignored the rain of spirit arrows and the strangling net of light fired from the army below, and crashed into the blockade!

On the hideous armor covering their entire bodies, dozens of distorted and pained female cultivator faces appeared simultaneously, emitting a collective shriek that pierced the soul!
Zhou Yutong, Zhou Zhixiu, Kunwu Mountain Shenmu Shanlian, Ji Xi, Luo Chuyan...

The divine souls that had been forged into the armor now erupted with overwhelming resentment and soul power, forming a visible, constantly twisting and roaring dark purple soul power storm that surrounded the Thunder Demon!

Chi Chi Chi!
The dense attacks struck the soul power storm and the evil armor itself, producing a piercing friction sound and a halo of energy annihilation.

The low-level cultivators were affected by the shrill blast; their souls were as if seized by an invisible giant hand, instantly leaving their bodies. They screamed as they were swept into the storm and became fuel for the soul flames.

The magic weapon of the mid-level cultivator struck the evil armor, leaving only a shallow white mark. It was then entangled, corrupted, and shattered by the invisible soul power tentacles extending from the evil armor!
A Han-Tang general in the early stages of the Fusion Realm roared and unleashed his natal flying sword, which transformed into a hundred-foot-long beam of cold light and slashed towards the Thunder Demon's head.

clang--! ! !
A deafening clang of metal clashing echoed across the battlefield! The flying sword struck the Thunder Demon's neck, which was covered in thick soul armor, and a burst of sparks erupted! The sword groaned, its spiritual light dimmed, and several cracks appeared on the blade!

The general was terrified and coughed up blood. The Thunder Demon merely swayed slightly, its crimson eyes, covered by a mask, locking onto its opponent, and its giant claws lashed out with a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through space!
"puff!"

The protective aura shattered like paper, and the horrified general's face froze instantly. His entire upper body was crushed by the giant claws of the Thunder Demon, and the blood mist mixed with the shattered nascent soul energy was greedily absorbed by the evil armor!

Without even glancing over, the Thunder Demon, braving the increasingly violent aftershocks of the lightning tribulation and attacks surging from all directions, strode forward with only one goal in mind—the dying aura at the center of the sea of ​​lightning!

"You wicked creature! Cease your rampage!"

A furious roar, imbued with the might of the heavens, echoed from the sky.

A colossal hand, covered in golden dragon scales and entwined with imperial purple aura, tore through the clouds and slammed down on the charging Soul Refining Thunder Demon with an unparalleled will to suppress mountains and rivers and obliterate all demons!
The Mahayana-era revered monk of the Han-Tang Immortal Dynasty has finally taken action in person!
All the female cultivators on the Thunder Demon Armor simultaneously emitted a deathly, shrill scream, their dark purple soul flames burning to their limit!
She neither dodged nor evaded, but crossed her arms above her head, her body covered in demonic armor patterns that flashed wildly, as if she were going to take the blow head-on from this Mahayana stage cultivator!
Boom——! ! !
The giant hand slammed down, as if the sky were collapsing!
The violent energy storm instantly leveled several mountain peaks below!

The Soul Refining Thunder Demon's massive body suddenly slumped down, its feet sinking deep into the rock strata. The evil armor covering its entire body emitted a teeth-grinding "creaking" sound, as if it were about to completely collapse at any moment!

The dozens of female cultivators' faces that appeared on the armor all let out a silent scream of extreme pain. Some of the faces instantly became transparent and blurry, as if they were about to disappear at any moment!

The dark purple soul power storm was mostly dispersed by force!

Dark purple demonic blood gushed out from the seven orifices of the Thunder Demon, but his crossed arms, like an ancient demonic mountain, firmly withstood the giant hand that blotted out the sky!

His crimson eyes peered through his fingers, fixed on the core of the sea of ​​thunder so close at hand, without retreating an inch!

"Roar--!!!"

Just as the Soul Refining Thunder Demon was struggling against the Mahayana attack and its movements were slowed down, another roar, even more ancient and greedier, seemed to be able to devour all the heavens and myriad worlds. Like the roar of a giant beast at the beginning of chaos, it shook the light screen of the entire sealing array violently!
The gluttonous demon Jia Mo has descended!

Its massive body was even more ferocious than the Thunder Demon. Its tortoise shell and demonic body twisted and merged together. Its huge mouth, filled with fangs, was now open at an unbelievable angle. Deep in its throat was a black vortex that spun endlessly and emitted endless suction force—the Throat of Return to the Void!
A terrifying devouring power erupted!
The goal is not merely the partial power emanating from the Heaven-Covering Dragon Palm offered during the Mahayana stage.

Rather—the entire battlefield!
Om-!
Within a radius of a hundred miles, the light suddenly dimmed!
The raging spiritual energy of heaven and earth, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, transformed into a visible milky-white torrent, surging wildly towards the gaping maw!
The flying swords, magical artifacts, and talismans shot out by the Han and Tang cultivators, like moths drawn to a flame, deviated from their trajectory uncontrollably, spinning and being sucked into that dark vortex!
Even the Heaven-Locking and Earth-Suppressing Grand Array, which covered the heavens and the earth, experienced violent fluctuations in its flowing spiritual energy screen. Strands of array energy were forcibly stripped away and merged into the devouring torrent!

"No! My Crimson Sky Sword!"

"Stabilize the array! The spiritual energy is draining away!"

"what--!"

Exclamations and screams rose and fell.

Several Nascent Soul stage cultivators who were too close, along with their protective magic treasures, were torn up like dust by the swirling, foul wind, screaming as they plunged into the bottomless maw, leaving only a chilling "crunch" sound of chewing! The "Demon-Slaying Mirror," originally the treasure of the Demon-Hunting Sect, hanging around their necks, reflected a cold and ironic light in the chaotic energy flow.

The destructive energy that emanated when the magnificent dragon palm struck down was also partially torn apart and devoured by the Throat of Return to Nothingness!

Although it caused the massive demonic body of the Gluttonous Demon to tremble violently, and cracks appeared in the scales and bone plates on its body that were harder than refined gold, oozing thick, purplish-black demonic blood, it successfully interfered with the subsequent power of the dragon's palm, relieved the fatal pressure on the Soul Refining Thunder Demon, and cleared a large area between the Thunder Demon and the core of the Thunder Sea!

"Evil beast!!"

A fierce shout, filled with shock and anger, came from the sky from the Mahayana devotee.

This Mahayana worshipper is only at the initial stage of Mahayana cultivation, and he used a suppressing talisman to inhibit his cultivation. Therefore, the combat power he can exert is among the weakest in the Mahayana realm.

This was done to prevent the war between good and evil from escalating to the Mahayana stage.

In the sky, the purple-gold light of the Dragon Transformation Palm offered by Mahayana suddenly surged, temporarily forcing back the annoying devouring power, but the Soul Refining Thunder Demon had already seized this fleeting opportunity!

"Roar--!"

Ignoring the shattering of his evil armor and the gushing of demonic blood, Lei Mo seized the moment when Jia Mo restrained his dragon palm and unleashed his last strength. His massive body transformed into a dark purple afterimage that tore through space, and he crashed into the last few dozen feet, charging into the core area of ​​the ninth tribulation!

At that very moment, the golden light of primordial yang within Dou Eqing's body finally reached a critical point under the pressure of endless destructive thunder!
Om-!
A faint yet incredibly pure golden light, containing the power of ultimate Yang creation, suddenly burst forth from his charred chest!
Wherever the golden light passed, a portion of the raging destructive lightning was strangely calmed and absorbed!

At the same time, the tiger eyes on the hilt of the dim White Tiger Demon-Slaying Blade in his hand suddenly lit up with two points of scarlet, blood-red light, and an extremely pure killing intent soared into the sky, colliding fiercely with the majestic heavenly might!
Rumble, rumble—! ! !
The final, thickest, and most powerful pillar of chaotic lightning, imbued with the ultimate judgment of the Heavenly Dao, crashed down with an aura of annihilation!

It swallowed Dou Eqing along with the Soul Refining Thunder Demon that had just rushed into the core!
Only blinding white light and deafening roars of destruction remained in the world.

I don't know how much time passed; it might have been just a moment, or it might have been eternity.

The devastating white light finally began to dissipate.

The churning, boiling black clouds of calamity, as if stirred by an invisible hand, slowly rotated and collapsed toward the center, eventually dissipating into nothingness.

After a long absence, the sunlight finally shone again on this ravaged land.

In the center of the scorched earth, a giant crater hundreds of feet in diameter was still emitting wisps of smoke.

At the bottom of the pit, the Soul Refining Thunder Demon knelt on the ground. Its massive body resembled a terracotta figurine that had been broken and forcibly pieced back together. The evil armor covering its entire body was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and dark purple demonic blood gushed out from the cracks like a stream, dripping onto the scorched earth with a "sizzling" sound.

The dozens of female cultivators' faces that were originally clear and ferocious on the evil armor have now mostly become blurry and transparent, like candles flickering in the wind, their aura extremely weak.

But his crimson eyes, hidden behind the cracked mask, were fixed on the person in his arms.

His arms, as thick as pillars but now covered in scorch marks and cracks, embraced her in an almost gentle manner.

In the crook of his arm lay a charred, unrecognizable human body—Dou Eqing.

His bones were all shattered, and his breath was as faint as a wisp of smoke. Only a faint but tenacious golden light on his chest was still pulsating very slowly, proving that he was still alive.

He was saved by using the seventh-tier Heavenly Origin Liquid at a critical moment; otherwise, his fate would have been uncertain.

"Protect the sect leader!"

The Thunder Demon let out a low, hoarse roar, like the grinding of a grinding wheel, a command to its remaining will and a warning to everything around it.

"Stop them! Leave no one alive!"

In the sky, the Mahayana monk was furious, his hair standing on end, and the Heaven-Covering Dragon Palm condensed once more, his killing intent overwhelming.

More high-level cultivators from the Han and Tang dynasties broke free from the desperate pursuit of the elite forces of the outer sects and, like sharks smelling blood, pounced towards the bottom of the pit!

"Ow—!"

The Taotie Jiamo, bringing up the rear, let out a deafening roar. The Throat of Guixu opened to its limit once more, frantically devouring the incoming attacks and cultivators, buying the last bit of time for the bottom of the pit.

But how could it completely withstand a furious attack from the Mahayana stage?

The majestic dragon palm, carrying unparalleled pressure, forcefully broke through the devouring vortex, and the aftershocks slammed into Jiamo's massive demonic body!
Click!

A heartbreaking sound of shattering rang out.

A large section of the massive, mountain-like tortoise-shell demon fusion body on Jiamo's back was smashed to pieces!

Dark purple demonic blood and shattered bone armor and internal organs sprayed out like a waterfall!
It let out a mournful cry of extreme pain, its massive body staggering backward, almost falling over, but its enormous eyes, filled with endless hunger and ferocity, remained fixed on the charging enemy, its huge mouth opening again in an attempt to make a final stand.

At this critical moment!
"My husband—!"

A piercing, resolute cry, filled with endless anxiety and heartache, tore apart the chaotic energy storm!
Above Dou Eqing's charred body, space was forcibly torn open like fragile glass, leaving a pitch-black rift!

Si Qianquan, dressed in a black palace gown with phoenix patterns, with a face as pale as paper but eyes as sharp as knives, arrived instantly with nine blood-soaked, murderous assassins!
Her gaze instantly locked onto the charred body in Lei Mo's arms, and her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an icy hand!
Without the slightest hesitation, Si Qianquan stepped in front of Lei Mo. Her slender fingers moved with lightning speed, and three "Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pills" that were shrouded in seven-colored light and exuded a rich life force were precisely delivered into Dou Eqing's charred lips that he could not open!
The elixir melted upon entering his mouth, transforming into a powerful life force that forcefully protected his last remaining heart meridian.

But that's not enough! Far from enough!

A resolute glint flashed in Si Qianquan's eyes!

She suddenly raised her right hand, her fingers like knives, and without hesitation, slashed her left, snow-white wrist!
laugh--!
A deep wound, revealing the bone and gleaming with a strange golden light, appeared!
Unlike the bright red of ordinary people, her blood was a deep and noble dark gold, exuding a powerful aura of life and pure primordial yin energy!

"With my essence and blood, I awaken your Dao body! Before the three yang energies have converged, how dare you perish first?!"

Si Qianquan’s voice was hoarse, carrying an unquestionable command, as she pressed her wrist, which was gushing dark gold blood, directly onto Dou Eqing’s charred and cracked chest, where only a faint golden light still flickered!

Om-!
The dark golden blood seemed to have a life of its own, instantly seeping into the charred skin and resonating strongly with the faint golden light of primordial yang within Dou Eqing's chest!

A faint yet incredibly pure Yang energy, mixed with Si Qianquan's vast Yin essence, began to flow and mend in Dou Eqing's nearly collapsed meridian ruins, like rain after a long drought!
The golden light on his chest brightened visibly!
"Madam! Pursuers!"

A leader of the assassins roared and swung his heavy halberd, colliding violently with a Han-Tang hybrid cultivator who rushed forward, unleashing a burst of violent energy.

The remaining assassins also formed a fierce battle formation, desperately blocking Si Qianquan and Lei Mo, using their bodies to build the last line of defense.

Above their heads, the majestic dragon palm, carrying an aura of annihilation, descended once more!
"Jia Mo!"

Si Qianquan didn't even raise her head, her voice as cold as the wind from the deepest hell.

“Ouch——!!!”

The gluttonous demon, almost driven to madness, had a final glimmer of clarity and resolve in its ferocious giant eyes!
It abruptly abandoned its devouring and defense, and countless blinding purplish-black light patterns lit up inside its enormous demonic body!
A destructive and extremely chaotic energy surge instantly reached its peak!

"Roar--!!!"

With a final roar that shattered the void, Taotie Jiamo's massive body, as large as a mountain, suddenly exploded from its waist and abdomen!

Rumble, rumble—! ! !
A terrifying explosion occurred that defies description!

It was not a pure energy shock, but rather contained the primordial law that devours all things, mixed with the lingering tribulation lightning, cultivator's essence blood, fragments of magic treasures, and even the spiritual power of the Han-Tang Grand Array—the ultimate annihilation!

A purplish-black chaotic magic ball, over a thousand feet in diameter and constantly collapsing inward, instantly expanded!
The space peels away layer by layer like a shattered mirror!

The Han and Tang cultivators who rushed forward, whether they were at the Nascent Soul or Body Integration stage, had their protective spiritual light, along with their magical treasures, physical bodies, and divine souls, melt away and vanish silently like ice and snow under the sun when they touched the edge of the Chaos Demon Sphere!
The majestic, all-encompassing dragon palm was also severely blocked and torn apart by the chaotic demonic energy generated by the self-destruction, which was enough to briefly distort the laws, causing its light to dim violently!

The destructive shockwave swept in all directions, blowing countless Han and Tang army formations away like pieces of paper!
All that remained in the world was the ever-expanding, all-consuming purplish-black chaotic demonic sphere, and the lingering echo of the Taotie Jiamo's final and most frenzied roar contained within it!
"Walk--!"

Si Qianquan shouted sharply, taking advantage of the terrifying chaos caused by the self-destruction, which even Mahayana cultivators had to temporarily avoid, she waved her jade hand, and a black bone shuttle covered with spatial magic patterns that had been prepared beforehand instantly enlarged, enveloping her, Dou Eqing in Lei Mo's arms, and the few remaining death warrior leaders!
Holding Dou Eqing, the Soul Refining Thunder Demon unleashed its last strength and stepped into the Bone Shuttle.

Si Qianquan took one last look at the chaotic demonic sphere that was devouring everything, a trace of regret flashing in her eyes, but it was instantly replaced by boundless coldness.

The Bone Shuttle Demon Pattern shone brightly, and with a "whoosh," it transformed into an extremely fine black line, tearing through the chaotic spatial turbulence and disappearing without a trace.

The terrifying chaotic magic slowly subsided and dissipated.

Where it stood, only a huge abyss, thousands of feet in diameter and bottomless, remained.

The rocks at the edges had an eerie, vitrified appearance. The air was thick with the smells of burnt food, blood, and the emptiness of a shattered space.

The Heaven-Locking and Earth-Severing Array of the Han-Tang Immortal Dynasty had long been shattered. The surviving cultivators were like frightened birds, staring at the huge abyss and the Mahayana worshippers in the sky with their ashen faces and tattered dragon robes, their eyes filled with fear and bewilderment at surviving the calamity.

“Dou…e…Qing…He…Zong…”

As Mahayana Priest gazed at the abyss, still shrouded in dense spatial fluctuations and overwhelming demonic energy, each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a deep-seated hatred and a hint of barely concealed apprehension.

The Soul Refining Thunder Demon directly confronts the Mahayana cultivator!

Taotie Jiamo self-destructs and devours the heavens!

The clan leader's wife, Si Qianquan, cut her wrists to feed her blood, and forcibly took her dying husband from the midst of a vast army!

News of this battle spread like wildfire from hell, instantly engulfing every corner of both the righteous and demonic paths.

In fact, there were several other extremely dangerous battles taking place in the shadows, unknown to outsiders, where both sides had reached the Mahayana realm.

Besides, even more advanced monsters who had transcended tribulations turned their attention to this battle.

Among them, the old monster in the late stage of the righteous path was hesitating whether or not to make a move against Dou Eqing and snatch him away.

(End of this chapter)