Chapter 1248 Final Preparations

All the demons from the Demon God Temple that escaped from the cracked seal were killed.

When the news reached the City of Gods, thunderous cheers erupted in the martial arts arena.

Luo Li stood in the stands, looking at the young people high-fiving each other, and smiled.

Three days later, the trend of the seal breaking could no longer be resisted, and Wen Xingyan and his men retreated to the City of Gods.

Most of the spiritual masters in the Continent of Gods below the Emperor level entered the dungeon and did what they could, while a small number did logistics work on the ground.

People from all major forces have also gathered in their respective main cities. Once the city is broken, they will immediately come to the City of Gods through the teleportation array.

Luo Li stood on the city wall. The wind was blowing so hard that her clothes were rustling.

She remained motionless, her dark eyes fixed on the distant sky. "It's almost there."

The moment the seal was broken, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic.

A pitch-black crack spanning a thousand miles appeared in the sky of the northern border, and demonic energy as thick as ink gushed out like a flood. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees withered instantly, and flying beasts wailed and fell.

In the City of Gods, all the array patterns lit up at the same time, emitting a buzzing vibration.

The spiritualist guarding the city on the wall clenched his weapon tightly, his fingertips turning white from the force, and his eyes were fixed on the spreading darkness in the north.

Luo Li's clothes were lifted up by the strong wind, and the power of chaos flowed around her body, isolating the evil energy that was coming towards her.

She looked at the crack, her eyes as solemn as a pool.

"The concentration of demonic energy is 30% higher than expected." Di Xuanming's voice sounded beside him.

Luo Li's fingertips slashed through the void, and the defensive array of the City of Gods instantly tripled in size. "Pass my order. Close the east, west, and south gates. Leave only the north gate open for battle. All Saint Lord-level and above forces will gather at the north gate tower. The great lords will be stationed with the various battalions to guard the city walls. The young men will be assigned to the reserve team, led by Lan Xiaoxiao, to repair the gaps in the array."

Although we are not sure whether the Demon Temple will launch a complete counterattack, we still need to be prepared.

"Yes!" The voice of the messenger disciple was torn apart by the wind and turned into soul power that spread to all parts of the city.

Feng Wuhen rushed to the north gate, sword in hand. His crimson armor shone coldly in the rosy glow. "Five thousand Feng clan spiritual masters under my command are already in place."

Wen Xingyan followed closely behind, bloodstains still on his shoulder: "The disciples of the God of War have now finished their rest and are willing to serve as the vanguard."

Luo Li nodded and glanced at the densely packed figures in the square inside the city wall.

The young men who had been scolded by her were now lined up in neat square formations. Although they were still childish, their eyes were surprisingly bright.

At this moment, the flood of demonic energy in the north suddenly stopped.

No more demons rushed out of the pitch-black crack. Even the spreading demonic energy seemed to be strangled by an invisible force, rolling strangely thousands of miles away from the City of Gods.

"What's going on?" Lan Xiaoxiao couldn't help but speak, tightening the whip at her waist.

Luo Li frowned slightly, and the power of chaos probed into the depths of the crack.

One could feel the overwhelming pressure of darkness there, but there was no sign of war, instead it seemed as if they were waiting?

"There's no movement from the Demon God Temple." Di Xuanming's voice deepened. "They're accumulating strength, or rather, waiting for a certain opportunity."

Representatives from various forces have gathered in the council hall.

Upon hearing the news that the Demon God Temple and the Nine Heavens remained inactive after breaking the seal, some people breathed a sigh of relief, but more people looked worried.

"This is more terrifying than charging head-on." Elder Su's hand trembled slightly as he stroked his beard. "They clearly want to wear down our spirit."

"No matter what tricks they play!" The elder of the Wanyu Thunder Sect slammed the long table, and lightning patterns exploded around him. "If they dare to come, I will let them taste the taste of heavenly thunder refining souls!"

Luo Li raised her hand to stop the discussion, her gaze fixed on the black line on the map that symbolized demonic energy. "Even if they don't move, we must proactively prepare for battle. Song Wanbai, lead your men to reinforce the city gate's defenses and inject the remaining Five-Colored Divine Gold into the city walls. Feng Wuhen, lead your disciples to patrol the 100-mile defense line. If any demonic energy infiltration is detected, purify it immediately."

She paused, looking at the eager young men, and said, "Follow Xuan Mu to the western training room. The formation there has been adjusted to a demonic environment. Go and adapt now."

The young men responded in unison, and turned around with firm steps, without a trace of arrogance.

As night falls, the lights in the City of Gods shine brighter than ever.

Luo Li stood at the highest point of the city wall, watching the busy figures moving around below.

Song Wanbai was strengthening the defensive formation and directing his disciples to embed the last piece of five-colored divine gold into the city wall.

Feng Wuhen led his disciples out of the City of Gods, and the smoke and dust they raised slowly dissipated in the twilight.

Di Xuanming came over holding Nian An. The little guy had woken up at some point and was stretching out his little hands to grab the evil energy floating on the city wall.

The golden divine pattern between his eyebrows flickered, and the approaching demonic energy turned into tiny points of light in his palm.

"This child..." Luo Li's heart moved slightly.

"The godhead he inherited is truly extraordinary," Di Xuanming said, holding her hand. A warm power emanated from his fingertips. "There's been unusual activity from the Mu family. Xuan Mu said their people are quietly evacuating to the southeast."

"Want to reap the benefits?" Luo Li sneered, "Pass the order down. Monitor all forces associated with the Demon God Temple. If they dare to cross the line of defense, kill them without mercy."

The night wind grew colder, carrying with it the unique fishy sweetness of demonic energy.

Luo Li looked at the silent darkness and slowly clenched her fists.

She knew this was just the calm before the storm.

The Demon God Temple is waiting, waiting for the moment when the Demon God is fully revived, and they are waiting for a war that must be won.

The wind on the city wall rustled, ruffling the loose hair on her temples.

Luo Li turned her head to look at Di Xuanming, a smile flashing in her eyes: "No matter what they are waiting for, we can take it."

Di Xuanming looked back at her and said softly, "Yes, together."

Below the city, the sounds of the young men’s training continued.

And the dark crack across the sky remained silent, like a dormant giant beast, staring coldly at the last line of defense built with faith and courage.

The night was as dark as ink, but it was made even darker by the demonic energy gushing out from the rift in the north.

On the third day when the entire City of Gods was on high alert, the silent darkness suddenly began to boil.

"roar!"

A roar that shook the continent came from the depths of the rift, and the ferocious beast that had been sleeping for eternity finally broke free from its shackles.

What followed was an overwhelming tide of demonic energy, more than ten times denser than before, transforming into ferocious demonic claws that fiercely grabbed at the shield of the City of Gods.

"Buzz!"

The formation patterns of the City of Gods trembled violently, and the halo of the city defense formation flickered, but it always stubbornly supported the world.

The spiritual masters guarding the city walls had already drawn their bows and crossbows, and the arrows tempered with soul power drew brilliant light tracks in the sunlight, accurately shooting at the low-level demons that tried to approach.

"Yan Ye, come out." Luo Li's voice was clearly heard by Di Xuanming in the strong wind.

She could feel that the aura that was faintly confronting the power of chaos was becoming extremely clear at this moment.

At the rift in the north, demonic energy suddenly condensed and transformed into a black figure.

He was wearing dark golden armor, his face was shrouded in demonic aura, and only a pair of blood-red eyes could be seen, looking down indifferently at the land and the annoying city on the land.

"The City of the Gods?" A deep, hoarse voice seemed to carry icy fragments from hell. "Interesting! After trapping me for so long, someone still dared to build a city right in front of me."

He raised his hand and clenched his fingers.

In an instant, the demonic energy within a radius of ten thousand miles gathered together madly, transforming into a demonic spear that covered the sky and the sun. With a sharp roar that tore through space, it fiercely stabbed towards the north gate of the City of Gods.

"Activate the defensive formation!" Luo Li shouted, and the power of chaos was injected into the center of the formation under her feet. The halo of the City of Gods suddenly exploded, and the four towers lit up with pillars of light at the same time, interweaving into a huge chaotic light curtain in front of the city gate.

"boom!"

The moment the magic spear collided with the light curtain, the heaven and earth seemed to stand still.

The violent energy shock wave spread in all directions. The spiritual masters in the City of Gods felt their blood boiling, and the young man with weaker cultivation was even shocked to the point of spitting out blood.

But they gritted their teeth and climbed up, gripping their weapons tightly, with no fear in their eyes, only indomitable spirit.

The light curtain sank violently, but it never broke.

Yan Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, as if a little surprised: "The power of chaos? No wonder he dares to be so presumptuous."

He flashed and arrived directly in the sky outside the gate of City of Gods.

Seeing Luo Li and Di Xuanming on the city gate, a deep anger flashed across his eyes, but he did not show it on his face.

He smiled coldly, "Luo Li, you are really great."

Luo Li curled her lips and smiled, "Yan Ye, you don't even pretend anymore now."

Yan Ye's scarlet eyes swept across Luo Li on the city wall, and a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Pretend? When did I need to pretend?"

Demonic energy surged around him, and the patterns on his dark golden armor lit up. "In my eyes, your broken city is no different from paper."

Luo Li gathered the power of chaos at her fingertips, and the array patterns on the city wall flowed according to her will, emitting a clear humming sound: "Whether it is paper-made or not, you will know after trying it."

She turned her head to Di Xuanming beside her and said, "A Ming, protect the city."

Di Xuanming held her hand, his palm warm: "Be careful."

Luo Li nodded slightly, flipped his palm, and silver-white armor covered his body. The power of chaos flowed around his body, making Luo Li's face even clearer.

She pointed her toes, and her figure flew into the air like a stream of light, facing Yan Ye from a distance.

"Your opponent is me." Luo Li raised her hand, and the power of chaos condensed into a long sword. The sword body was flowing with a halo. As soon as it appeared, it caused the surrounding demonic energy to surge violently, as if it had met its natural nemesis.

Yan Ye narrowed his scarlet eyes: "Only you?"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had left a shadow on the spot, and the next moment he appeared in front of Luo Li, with a pitch-black devil blade slashing down with a breath of destruction.

Luo Li did not dodge or evade, but blocked with his long sword. With a crisp sound, the clouds were even dispersed a little.

The two figures intersected in an instant, leaving countless afterimages in the air.

Where the demonic energy and the power of chaos collided, the space was constantly torn and healed, making a sharp hissing sound.

"The power of chaos is indeed strong, but unfortunately, you are too weak." Yan Ye's voice was full of mockery, and every move of the magic blade was ruthless, aiming directly at Luo Li's vital points.