The innate five-colored divine light swept across the scene, and wherever it passed, all the supernatural powers and spells disappeared, and the spiritual treasures fell into the divine light and vanished.
The demon race was also enveloped in the divine light.
The world was cleared, and only five beams of divine light, as graceful as dragons, connected heaven and earth.
Hu Le raised his hand and pointed.
The innate five-colored divine light suddenly twisted, and the wailing within the light vanished instantly.
Thousands of demons were instantly reduced to dust.
Emperor Jun was both grief-stricken and helpless upon seeing this situation.
Originally, he set up a grand formation, intending to use its power to fight against Hu Le.
Unexpectedly, Hu Le flicked his finger and unleashed a Heavenly Thunder, which, combined with the Chaos Bell, blasted the entire formation apart.
His hopes were dashed, and now he can only rely on sheer strength to fight back...
Within the somewhat dilapidated formation, under Di Jun's command, billions of demons charged madly towards Hu Le.
Seeing this, Hu Le raised his hand and summoned the Cosmic Light Diagram, which unfolded in mid-air with flowing white light and the power of time rippling.
Under the erosion of that long period of time, billions of demons seemed to be frozen in place, their bodies stiffening and unable to move.
Their eyes revealed despair and fear, as if they were facing an inescapable fate.
The billions of demons who once gathered together dominated the primordial world are now so small and insignificant.
They could only stand helplessly in place, watching the cosmic light map fall.
In the next instant, nearly half of the demon race disappeared into the cosmic light map.
Hu Le reached out and picked up the cosmic light map, giving it a gentle shake.
Within the treasure map, the power of time flowed rapidly, as if time within the treasure was accelerated, passing by at breakneck speed, making one feel as if they were on a fantastical journey.
As time flies by, the world within the treasure map is constantly changing.
In the blink of an eye, black hair turns white, the sea dries up and the rocks crumble, and even the sun and moon seem to have reached their end.
The lives of all the demons vanished with the passage of time, their bodies gradually turning into skeletons...
Hu Le gently stroked the scroll with his fingers, as if he could feel the endless power of time flowing within it...
He put away the treasure map, grabbed the Chaos Bell, and gently shook it. The bell's sound was melodious and loud, instantly resounding throughout the entire Primordial Chaos River Formation.
Each time it was shaken, the Chaos Bell would emit a loud bang, a sound like thunder that shook the entire space.
The tolling of the bell contained boundless power, causing the void to collapse and shatter, transforming into chaos.
The Primordial Chaos Formation was finally and completely destroyed.
The grand tolling of the bells ceased in an instant.
Di Jun stood quietly in the shattered void, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and resentment.
He sighed, slowly raised his finger, and the Hetu Luoshu, hidden in nothingness, instantly flew back into his hand.
This failure was an unprecedented setback for him.
His usually stern and cold face was now filled with exhaustion and frustration, as if he had lost all his vitality.
The Hetu and Luoshu shone with five-colored light in his hands, but they could not bring him any comfort at this moment.
However, Di Jun did not allow himself to wallow in the pain of defeat.
He knew that failure was not terrible; what was terrible was losing the will to fight.
As long as you are alive, the future holds infinite possibilities.
He cheered himself on in his heart.
But he was also a man who understood fate, and he knew that with his repeated failures, his future path had become increasingly narrow.
If this great calamity fails, it will be tantamount to completely severing the future.
Or rather, there is no future...
With the great formation destroyed, the remaining demon race was completely exposed to the world.
A somber atmosphere lingered among the demons.
Hu Le pulled on the reins, and the white ox, its hooves treading on green lotus leaves, slowly approached Di Jun.
Seeing this, Di Jun ordered his men, "The situation is hopeless, let's flee!"
After saying this, he and Chang Xi each transformed into a rainbow of light, sweeping up some demons on either side and flying towards the outer heavens.
Upon seeing this, the Kunpeng Ancestor immediately gathered his direct subordinates and fled far away in the demonic wind.
Bai Ze and the other demon saints who had survived by chance also led their subordinates away in a flash of light.
Seeing this, Hu Le did not chase after them.
According to fate, he will soon have to fight Di Jun again before he can finally put an end to this calamity.
Just then, Guan Kong, Chi Songzi, and others had already gathered millions of elite troops and began to annihilate the remaining demons.
Dark clouds filled the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if an apocalyptic battle was about to begin.
Guan Kong, Chi Songzi, and the others stood above the clouds, looking down at the battlefield below.
Their gazes were cold, their expressions indifferent, as if they had made up their minds to annihilate all the demons on this land.
Millions of elite troops stood in neat rows on the battlefield, clad in magnificent armor, wielding sharp weapons, their morale high and their fighting spirit soaring.
These soldiers were carefully selected and trained by the Yanhuang tribe, and they possessed powerful combat capabilities and unwavering willpower.
The remaining demons who had not yet escaped saw the arrival of the human army and surrounded them.
They had nowhere to escape, both in the sky and on the ground, and their faces showed expressions of despair and fear.
They knew they had no way out; only by fighting desperately could they possibly survive.
However, they were facing an army of millions of elite troops, and the demon emperors and other demon experts had already fled.
They have become expendable pawns and have absolutely no chance of winning.
Some of them fled in panic, as if trying to force their way out.
In the end, it was as if they had run into an impenetrable wall, and were ruthlessly wiped out by the human army.
Some of the more timid demons, knowing that the situation was hopeless, had long since lost the courage to resist.
Seeing the human army charging towards them with fierce expressions, they all immediately knelt down and surrendered...
Above the human alliance camp not far away, Houtu Niangniang, Xuanming Niangniang, and others stood on the clouds, silently watching the battlefield below.
Their expressions grew increasingly grim as they witnessed the devastating defeat of the demon race.
Xuanming Niangniang turned to look at Houtu Niangniang, her eyes filled with worry.
She asked, "Sister, should we send troops to help them?"
Houtu Niangniang sighed and gently shook her head.
"It's too late to send troops now."
Gonggong sneered, "Even Dijun has abandoned them, what else can we do?"
They knew very well that the reason Di Jun left these demon armies here was simply to delay the human army's pursuit, giving them time to leave safely...
"Instead of worrying about them, we should think more about what we should do next," Gonggong finally turned the topic back to his own side.
Ju Mang and the others fell silent, exchanging speechless glances for a moment...
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