The battle on the battlefield between humans and demons had not yet begun, but the baleful aura was already growing stronger. Taking advantage of the dim light, Li Ze freely roamed through every nook and cranny.
When the war suddenly broke out, Li Ze hid in a cave on the edge of the battlefield. Water flowed through the cave, its gentle murmur filling the air. Light from outside shone in, casting shadows and creating a tranquil atmosphere. Li Ze sat coiled on a sharp stalactite, even then, he didn't forget to absorb the malevolent energy outside the cave.
On the first day of the great battle, the strongest aura on the ground was no more than that of a Golden Core cultivator, posing no threat to Li Ze. He listened to the sounds from the ground, inhaled the increasingly dense baleful energy, and drifted off to sleep in a daze.
Li Ze didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up again, the ground outside was shaking violently, and rocks were falling from the top of the cave.
Oh no, this place is going to collapse.
As Li Ze floated up from the crevice of the cave, a sharp aura, carrying a chilling coldness, rushed towards him the moment he reached the ground.
Without a second thought, Li Ze retreated again, descending rapidly until he was almost touching the water's surface.
Boom!
The cave collapsed.
Li Ze plunged into the water with a splash, skimmed across it, and darted out from a small crack in the collapsed cave entrance, speeding towards the strange rocks in the distance.
The battle on the ground continued, with Li Ze dodging left and right, avoiding blades and swords.
Spiritual and magical power collided, causing sand and stones to fly and a strong wind to rise, but no one noticed the black mist on the ground.
"Ji Lin, I advise you not to waste your energy. You won't get out." Jiang Qingtang controlled the array flags, continuously channeling spiritual energy into the array.
"Heh, you think a mere formation can trap me? You all underestimate me, Ji Lin." Ji Lin scoffed, gripping the Thousand Peaks Blade, instantly gathering his strength, and slashing it down fiercely into the ground—
The formation trembled, teetering on the verge of collapse.
Jiang Qingtang's expression changed, and he once again channeled spiritual energy into the formation.
"Sect Leader Jiang, I'm here to lend you a hand." Shen Yutao came to Jiang Qingtang's side and poured his abundant spiritual energy into the formation. The formation, which was originally teetering on the brink of collapse and could be broken at any moment, stabilized again.
Upon seeing this, the demon generals nearby immediately launched a fierce attack on Jiang Qingtang and Shen Yutao.
"Sect Leader Sun, Sect Leader Zhou, come quickly and help!" Jiang Qingtang shouted.
Sun Chenyang and Zhou Mobai glanced in their direction, and before they could even move, their flying swords flew out of their hands and towards the demon generals.
Seeing this, the demon generals had no choice but to retreat temporarily.
The battlefield was deadlocked, with neither side able to gain the upper hand. However, it was not hard to see that the human cultivators were subtly gaining the upper hand.
Li Ze hid at a distance, cautiously observing Ji Lin within the formation. A hundred years had passed, but Ji Lin's appearance remained unchanged; however, his aura had become increasingly terrifying. Li Ze could no longer discern Ji Lin's cultivation level; the opponent was far more powerful than he had been a hundred years ago.
Li Ze was in a terrible state. Everything he had was reduced to zero, but his opponent was getting stronger and stronger. When would he be able to avenge this?
At this moment, Li Ze wished that the human cultivators would teach Ji Lin a lesson, and preferably take the guy's life.
But Li Ze's intuition told him that Ji Lin wouldn't die.
Ji Lin, inside the formation, felt a venomous gaze on his back, but he paid it no heed. As a demon king, countless people wanted him dead, and he had killed all those with the courage to seek revenge. As for those who lacked even the guts to seek revenge, they were not worth his time.
What he needs to do right now is to break this damn formation, and then kill all these cultivators, one by one, and use their blood to consecrate his precious sword.
Ji Lin's dark eyes slowly turned red, and the evil aura emanating from him grew stronger and stronger. Jiang Qingtang and the others had a bad feeling that Ji Lin's mind was being affected by the evil artifact.
Once Ji Lin goes mad, they fear they won't be able to control him.
"Everyone, come and help! Let's channel our spiritual energy into the formation and subdue Ji Lin as quickly as possible," Jiang Qingtang suggested.
Upon hearing this, the others immediately did as instructed.
On the other side, the demon general shouted, "All demon soldiers and generals, listen to my command! Follow me, kill the cultivators, and rescue our king!"
Both sides instantly went berserk.
Demon soldiers poured in from the Demon Realm in an endless stream, and the cultivators on the other side were constantly being replaced. The Crimson Pill Sect distributed pills as if they were free.
Meanwhile, the Floating Sect was distributing spirit stones so that cultivators could absorb the spiritual energy within them and recover their strength as quickly as possible.
The formation became unbreakable, and Ji Lin tried to break it time and time again, but failed each time. Seeing that he was about to be imprisoned, Ji Lin gritted his teeth and shouted into the void, "Ji Chuan, now that you're here, come out."
The moment Ji Chuan's name was mentioned, the expressions of the cultivators present changed. He was a demon no weaker than Ji Lin. If he were to come as well, the course of the battle might change.
However, after Ji Lin finished speaking, there was no movement around, and Ji Chuan was nowhere to be seen.
"They're just lying to us. Let's all give it our all, and we'll take down Ji Lin!" Jiang Qingtang shouted.
Sure enough, as everyone saw the formation continuously shrinking and about to completely bind Ji Lin, their confidence immediately soared, and they began to unleash their spiritual energy as if it were free.
"Ji Chuan, help me break this formation, and I'll give you a magic crystal vein," Ji Lin shouted.
At this moment, space twisted, and a man with jet-black hair and skin as white as blood appeared out of thin air in front of everyone. The man had an exquisite face, and his crimson lips parted slightly, "I can't break this formation, I can only help you drive these people away. One spiritual vein. If you agree, I will take action."
"Agreed, go and deal with them quickly," Ji Lin said through gritted teeth.
"Alright." Ji Chuan reached out and grabbed at the air, and a giant axe appeared in his hand.
"Disciples in the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining stages, run!" Sun Chenyang shouted.
The giant axe fell high with unstoppable force, and the disciples in the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages felt their blood churn and their legs tremble, almost causing them to kneel on the ground.
Upon seeing this, the sect leaders, including Sun Chenyang, hurriedly unleashed streams of spiritual energy to block the giant axe, buying their disciples time to escape.
As soon as Ji Chuan appeared, the spiritual energy input into the formation instantly decreased. However, the formation had already been activated, and the binding force continued to contract.
"Hey, who's in such a sorry state!"
Another figure emerged from the void. The newcomer had white hair and the same snow-white skin as Ji Chuan. He was exceptionally handsome, yet also exuded an eerie aura.
"Ji Shuo, stop with the sarcastic remarks and come help me break this formation." Ji Lin was agitated.
“Sure, give me a magic crystal vein and I’ll help,” Ji Shuo said calmly, adding a condition: “I can try to see if I can break it, but I can’t guarantee the results.”
"Deal, as long as you do your best." Ji Lin gritted her teeth.
"Of course, I've always been honest and trustworthy, young and old alike," Ji Shuo said sincerely.
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