Chapter 420 Once Again, the Immortal-Shocking Sword Formation!
"Hurry, hurry!"
"What are you dawdling about? Are you planning to become a blood sacrifice or something?!"
The rolling darkness enveloped the fields like thick ink, and the towering city wall under construction resembled a lurking beast, spreading out in the shadows.
At the foot of the city wall, humans and demons mingled together, each face etched with numbness and fear.
The soldiers of the remnant tribe were scattered among these people, their scarlet eyes flashing in the darkness like bloodthirsty fireflies. At that time, they would swing their iron thorn staffs from time to time, the sharp thorns gleaming coldly in the night, forcing the laborers to carry heavy boulders inward.
These laborers were already exhausted to the extreme; their arms trembled from carrying heavy loads for so long, and their legs felt like they were filled with lead, yet none of them dared to put down the huge stones in their hands.
There had been many precedents of people collapsing due to exhaustion, and without exception, they were all dragged away and never appeared again.
The remnants of the race feed on all races, so they naturally know where those people ended up.
However, the body has its limits, and no matter how strong one's will is, it cannot overcome a body on the verge of collapse.
Just then, a dull thud broke the oppressive rhythm.
An elderly demon finally gave way, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground. The boulder he was carrying rolled to the side, raising a cloud of dust.
Upon seeing this, the soldiers of the remnant race who were supervising the fortifications nearby narrowed their scarlet eyes, slowly took out an iron hook made of black iron from their pockets, and walked step by step toward the old demon race.
"Please...please don't..."
"It's alright. Even if you're not worth being a slave, you're still worth being food."
"Help...help..."
The blood-red-eyed survivor ignored the old demon's pitiful pleas for mercy, his iron hook slicing through the oppressive air as he aimed for the old man's trembling shoulder.
This action is precisely what humans use to hook and hang meat such as cattle and sheep for easy cutting.
However, just as the iron hook was about to fall, the terrified humans and remnants almost simultaneously heard a sharp whooshing sound.
"Whoosh!!!!"
A black arrow shot out like a meteor, carrying a violent force, and accurately pierced the overseer's forehead. In the instant blood and bone fragments splattered, the immense force carried him away, causing him to crash heavily into a pile of rocks three zhang away.
A sudden, deathly silence enveloped the entire place, and then, the long-suppressed panic erupted like a flood bursting its banks.
"Who goes there?!"
"There is an enemy!"
Damn it!
The roars of the remnant soldiers and the screams of the laborers rose and fell, plunging the entire city walls and surrounding areas into a boiling chaos.
At that moment, the torches began to flicker wildly, and countless dark figures darted about in the interplay of light and shadow, as if the gates of hell had been suddenly flung open.
The remnant clan guards present instantly leaped into the air, carrying boundless rage, and rushed towards the direction from which the arrow had come.
At this moment, the terrified demons couldn't help but look up and saw a figure suddenly put away his longbow, and with an extremely angry look in his eyes, he drew his black sword with a clang and attacked.
Accompanying him was a slender, silver-red figure wielding a long spear, her face as cold and almost violent.
Then came countless figures clad in precious armor, figures traversing the night, and beings with ancient yet incredibly powerful auras, all rushing towards the city walls like a bursting dam!
Upon seeing this, thousands of demons in the entire fortification site knelt down with a thud and immediately began to wail loudly.
Whether they are princes, princesses, demon generals, or demon kings, their people have not abandoned them...
Amidst the deep, rumbling roar, the demonic power of the twenty-three demon kings surged forth like a volcanic eruption, shaking the entire night sky.
Facing the surging tide of the remnant clan's guards, they did not retreat in the slightest. Instead, they transformed into twenty-three meteors that tore through the night sky and crashed into the enemy ranks!
The brilliant energy intertwined into a destructive torrent, tearing and crushing the black tide of the remnant soldiers wherever it passed.
The seemingly impregnable line of defense was blasted open like a fragile piece of cloth, with limbs and fragments of weapons flying everywhere in the raging energy storm.
At this moment, Feng Yang roared down towards the city wall, and at the same time, his wrist suddenly flipped, and the silver spear in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning that tore through the night sky and shot through the air!
"Puff—puff—puff—"
The silver spear, swift as a dragon, pierced the chests of three foremen at the fortification site in an instant, drawing out a trail of dazzling blood.
The spearhead, still propelled by the force of the blow, was deeply embedded in the ground, while the butt of the spear continued to vibrate at a high frequency, emitting a chilling buzz.
Feng Yang himself landed gracefully, and with a light flick of his toes, he lifted the silver spear from the ground and scooped it into his hand.
The next moment, her slender waist twisted suddenly, and the spear, infused with endless demonic power, swept out with the force of wind and thunder.
A heavy force swept across all directions, as if it wanted to cut the oppressive night in half!
"Your Highness..."
"It's alright now. Quickly leave this place with your tribesmen. We'll cover your retreat."
After Feng Yang finished speaking, he looked at the humans who were just as panicked and helpless as his clansmen: "You should go with them too."
As soon as she finished speaking, the humans who had been enslaved to the point of having veins bulging and could never go back knelt down tremblingly and began to kowtow to her repeatedly.
Upon seeing this, Feng Yang's expression became much more complicated.
Aside from the remnants of other races who feed on other races, this princess has always held goodwill toward all life in the world. She has always hoped that all races could understand each other and live in harmony. She never imagined that such a scene would occur under the current circumstances.
boom!!!!
Just as Feng Yang was slightly distracted by the scene before her, a black blade, carrying the force to cleave mountains and rivers, slashed down fiercely from above her head!
Before the blade even arrived, the heavy blade energy pressed down like a solid mountain, shattering the half-built city wall behind it.
Bricks, stones, and giant trees were reduced to dust under the terrifying impact, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.
In the darkness of night, the remnant clan guards who were rushing to reinforce them didn't even have time to utter a scream before they were all blown into plumes of blood mist by the indiscriminate and violent sword energy.
Ye Han's figure appeared amidst the pervasive crimson light. With a humming sound from his long sword, the immense aura of the Heavenly Demon Realm erupted without reservation, sweeping across the entire area like a storm. His robes fluttered in the turbulent air currents.
"Feng Yang, tell them to evacuate immediately. You stay with me and cover their retreat!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Before he finished speaking, Feng Yang's silver spear trembled, and his figure transformed into a streak of silver light, following closely behind his elder brother as he charged into the wall and plunged into the unfathomable darkness.
The moment she set off, the pent-up will to survive that had been suppressed for so long finally erupted on the fortification site. Tens of thousands of enslaved humans and demons, like a flood bursting its banks, began a frantic escape towards the Great Wilderness Forest.
They supported and pulled at each other, forming a desperate tide that surged forward, rushing towards the last high ridge that separated hell from the human world.
Countless bare feet and tattered shoes trod on the cold earth, not stopping even when the thorns and pebbles on the ground cut their soles.
Meanwhile, on the high hill, a figure emerged from the lush forest.
Having just finished his cultivation, Ji You stood in the night wind, the golden light still lingering in his eyes. He gazed into the distance, a solemn expression on his face.
He didn't know at first that the demon race was coming to rescue his people, nor did he know that there would be such a huge ancient fortification in the northwest of the Great Wilderness Forest. It wasn't until he started changing his cultivation location again that he saw everything before him.
But what made him feel uneasy was not the decisive killing of the demon race, nor the all-out resistance of the remnant race, but the fact that something seemed to be affecting the rolling darkness in the sky.
If described in detail, it's like a rushing river that suddenly falls silent whenever it passes through this place, as if it's being drawn by some force.
After observing for a long time, his eyes began to narrow. With a clang, he drew his sword and instantly cut off countless tree branches. Using spiritual energy as a medium, he inserted all these branches into the hard soil of the hillside.
One, two, three...
The severed branches were inserted and pieced together in various ways, gradually spreading across the outer perimeter of the forest, and then he infused them with strands of sword intent.
At this moment, in the rolling darkness of the vast plain, the twenty-three demon kings had annihilated all the hundred-plus guards of the remnant race who had attacked from the air. Amidst the rain of blood, they plummeted like meteors into the battlefield inside the city walls, standing firmly beside the prince and princess, transforming into an unshakeable iron wall. Facing the once again surging tide of pursuers, their demonic power erupted in unison, like a raging torrent splitting the shore, forcefully blasting the surging enemy formation backward and scattering!
But at that moment, the demon prince Ziye Han, who was holding a black sword, suddenly fixed his gaze.
Because of the darkness and the obstruction of their view by the city walls, they did not initially realize what they were building.
He felt that the remnant clan, just like when they first took control of Yunzhou, wanted to build defensive fortifications and a palace symbolizing imperial power.
In fact, their guess was correct. Crossing the city wall, the interior was exactly as they expected. A towering wooden frame rose from the ground, its structure menacing, bearing a distinct architectural style of the remnant tribe, and was the framework of a palace.
But the largest area is not this palace-style building, nor the street, but an enormous circular platform.
It is entirely constructed of some kind of dark stone, with thirty-six sharp-angled square tablets standing along the edge of the high platform, like menacing teeth piercing the night sky.
The smooth surface of the stone tablet was now covered with dense incantations. The distorted characters gleamed ominously in the thin moonlight, as if waiting for the moment when they would be fully activated.
"The resurgence of the remnants is not only a calamity for the human race, but also a great calamity for Qingyun. The ultimate outcome of this matter will be that the Holy Emperor of the remnants will use the old Heavenly Dao to devour the current Heavenly Dao, combine and refine it, and suppress it for eternity. Even if there is a dispute between our two races over habitats, it can still be reconciled. However, if the remnants' conspiracy succeeds, the end of the world will surely come."
At this moment, Ye Han recalled the letter from You Yingqiu, the current headmaster of the Heavenly Academy, and his expression changed slightly.
A clear, sharp whistling sound rang out as he gripped the hilt tightly with his five fingers, his demonic power surging like a tsunami. A boundless sword aura, spanning the heavens and earth, erupted forth, whipping up endless wind and thunder, and with the force to cleave mountains and shatter peaks, fiercely slashed towards the towering, pointed stone tablets!
The powerful blade energy stirred up endless waves of wind, and upon touching the stone tablet, the one covered in incantations began to rumble loudly.
With a soft crack, under the merciless crushing force of the blade energy, the thirty-six square steles could no longer withstand the pressure and broke off from their roots. With an extremely heavy whooshing sound, they fell one after another onto the circular platform, turning into a pile of rubble and flying dust.
"Stop fighting! Leave immediately! Immediately!"
Ye Han brandished his sword and returned, shouting at the demon kings and generals.
The palace doesn't have much practical significance; it's more of a spiritual symbol. So, their previous assessment was that the remnant race would send all their elites to the human race to seize the artifact, and wouldn't leave too many strong warriors behind.
After all, it's just a temporary palace; even if it's destroyed, it can be rebuilt, so it doesn't matter how fast or slow it is.
The problem is that this fortification includes not only the palace, but also this round platform covered with square steles.
That wasn't part of the royal palace; it was a separate altar.
This also means that they overlooked one thing: if everything is as You Yingqiu saw in the Heavenly Secrets, and the Holy Emperor of the Remnant Clan wants to use the old Heavenly Dao to devour the new Heavenly Dao and make up for the deficiency and achieve perfection, then he needs an altar that can connect to the Heavenly Dao, just like the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice of the Human Race.
This is the key to the Remnant Clan's plan, so the level of security in this place is definitely not just a group of low-level Remnant Clan guards.
But by the time he realized it, it was already too late.
The rolling night seemed to be torn apart by an even deeper darkness, and a pair of iron fists wreathed in black energy suddenly burst through the air without warning. Wherever the fists passed, the air was compressed by extreme force, producing terrifying air explosions like thunder and lightning.
"Boom! Boom!"
Two dull thuds rang out almost simultaneously.
The two demon kings, who were pressing forward with overwhelming demonic energy, were like being struck head-on by a prehistoric beast. Their massive bodies were sent flying uncontrollably, crashing into a newly built section of the city wall behind them, sending rubble and dust billowing into the sky.
At the same time, a pair of large, menacing hands suddenly emerged from the darkness.
In the Azure Cloud Realm, both humans and demons subconsciously believe that the larger something is, the slower it is. But this hand is different; it is very fast.
The demon generals Gore and Pike, who were serving as imperial guards of the demon race, were grabbed tightly in the palm of their hands before they even had a chance to react.
The Heavenly Demon General's combat power was already equivalent to that of the human race's Boundless Realm, and at its peak, it could even fight against the Divine Wanderer. At this moment, its demonic power was constantly being unleashed, but it was simply unable to break free.
A loud bang!
A muffled thud, not the sound of metal colliding with stone, but the terrifying sound of flesh and blood being instantly crushed and exploded.
The incredibly viscous crimson blood mixed with the pitch-black malevolent energy, like a desolate and violent rainstorm, suddenly bursting out from between tightly clenched fingers.
One, two, three...
Under the cover of darkness, twenty-five generals and ministers, seated below the king and his subjects, appeared, their auras radiating from them. Even the weakest among them was comparable to the peak of the Divine Ascension Realm among humans.
They were a remnant race that had been reborn long before the prince of the remnant race had condensed his physical body. They did not participate in the pursuit of the various races of Qingyun, nor did they participate in the weapon-seizing operation led by the prince. Their only task was to stay here and guard the construction of this altar until His Majesty the Holy Emperor condensed a perfect physical body sufficient to withstand the Heavenly Dao.
Seeing their clan's demon king blasted away and their imperial general crushed with a single hand, Ye Han and the others felt as if they had fallen into an icy abyss.
"withdraw!"
"Retreat into the Great Wilderness Forest immediately!"
Once the order was given, apart from the two heavily injured demon kings who flew out, the remaining twenty-one demon kings roared in unison and soared into the sky once again!
They unleashed their immense demonic power without reservation, and twenty-one pillars of demonic energy pierced the heavens and earth, like burning stars, converging into a destructive tidal wave that fiercely attacked the thirty unmoving remnant generals, all to buy their fleeing clansmen a chance to catch their breath.
However, these people are at a disadvantage in terms of both combat strength and numbers.
Back in the sacred land of the ancients, these demon kings once fought against the humans who had reached the fifth level of perfection. It took three people to subdue one of them. The remnant race was obviously stronger than the humans, and it was extremely difficult to balance even a three-on-one situation. In a situation where there were fewer people, the chances were even slimmer.
Seeing the defensive line crumbling, the four clan leaders who had accompanied them resolutely took to the air and joined the fray, using their own flesh and blood to reinforce the fragile dam.
"Sizzle—!"
With a deafening roar, the defensive line forged by the old demon kings was ripped open. A figure with an exceptionally powerful and terrifying aura broke through the barrier first, like a vulture locking onto its prey, roaring and chasing after the direction in which the demon race had retreated.
Although Ye Han, Feng Yang, the young clan leaders of the four clans, and the divine generals, who were doing their best to cover the rear, did not turn around, they all felt a chill down their spines as they felt a deathly pressure, as if the sky were collapsing, approaching at an unimaginable speed!
boom!!!
The terrifying giant hand simply flipped in mid-air and pressed down.
The ground below cracked open like a fragile eggshell, and an invisible shockwave, like a giant hammer weighing millions of pounds, violently hurled everyone away.
However, since they were at the Heavenly Demon Realm, they were not injured by the impact of the aura, but the threat of death still loomed over everyone's hearts like a dark cloud.
Just as they were channeling their demonic power to prepare for battle, they discovered that the remnant general did not stop to attack them, but instead swept past them with a roar.
The next instant, he pressed down on the high hill at the edge of the Great Wilderness Forest with immense force.
Among those captured and enslaved by the remnant race, whether human or demon, they were all ordinary people.
They cannot fly, move very slowly, and are also very fragile.
So fragile was that when the remnant general Jiang Chen pressed down with his massive body, the group of people who fled to the back were instantly shaken by his aura and their bodies cracked open, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.
The first thought of that remnant general was not to kill the invaders, but to kill all the slaves who tried to escape.
Because slaves running away was a more serious matter than an invasion, this was the mindset of the remnant people.
Upon seeing this, Feng Yang's face drained of all color, while Ye Han's expression changed drastically, and he roared, "Stop him!"
A loud gunshot rang out, and the Heavenly Demon General Chao Cang raised his spear and charged forward, his demonic power burning fiercely throughout his body.
With just one punch, Asakura was sent flying ten miles like a meteor. At that moment, Jiang Chen flipped his hand and grabbed countless bolts of lightning, which crashed down on the civilians below.
In this moment of despair, amidst the unstoppable slaughter, a figure burst forth from the mountains with a loud bang.
At the same time, a sword shot into the sky and slashed down fiercely like a galaxy falling from the sky.
boom!!!!
Jiang Chen, who was turning his palm, ultimately did not bring it down, but instead blocked the incoming sword with his hand.
Because it was a passive defense, Jiang Chen did not use any special techniques to directly confront the sword energy with his bare body. He was slashed back three zhang, and his killing intent vanished in an instant.
The demons were slightly taken aback when they saw a figure carrying a sword standing in mid-air, solemnly guarding the high ground in front of the Great Wilderness Forest.
It was that human who cultivated in the Great Wilderness Forest...
When they first encountered this human in the mountains, their first thought was to be wary, because their deal with the Heavenly Academy was currently unknown to anyone, and before this, they had been fighting each other over the struggle for the Holy Land of the Sages.
But seeing that he meant no harm and was only interested in cultivation, their vigilance lessened considerably.
Yes, humans are different from their demon race. They don't have such a strong sense of tribal honor. They think that humans shouldn't hold grudges, and after assessing their strength, they don't want to fight a losing battle.
So they quickly left without causing any further trouble.
But they never expected that when their people were about to die at the hands of Jiang Chen, it was he who drew his sword and stood in front of them.
The problem is that they can sense from the other's aura that this ordinary human is probably only at the level of Wujiang, and the difference in strength between him and Jiang Chen is enormous.
By doing this, he is undoubtedly courting death.
At this moment, as the last batch of refugees surged onto the hillside, the remnant general returned with a cruel and ruthless aura, his presence shaking the night sky.
It's unstoppable; the entire cliff will be destroyed, and the clansmen who escaped inside will be killed by the shockwave, leaving behind a cloud of blood mist, just like before.
In a desperate gaze, the aura of the remnant general directly cracked the earthen slope, and at the same time, he waved his hand to kill.
They were certain that the human knew he couldn't stop it, but to their surprise, he didn't dodge; instead, he suddenly raised his sword.
His figure was incredibly small compared to the remnants of the race, not even half the height of them, but as he raised his sword, a thunderous roar suddenly rang out.
boom!!!!
In the vast wilderness, countless surging energies soared into the sky, surging in from all directions.
【The Immortal Sword Formation】
Ji You silently recited a phrase, and the surging, magnificent killing intent instantly boiled over. Intense light condensed in his sword strike, and it crashed down with an aura of world destruction.
The remnant general was instantly slashed away, crashing into the ground like a meteor and creating a deep crater.
The next instant, the thick, inky night seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand. A palm formed from overwhelming malevolent energy, carrying the aura of death that could annihilate everything, crashed down as the previous general was slashed away.
Before the giant hand arrived, the terrifying pressure descended first. Amidst the booming explosions, ancient trees bent and cracked in large numbers, and the earth groaned in agony, unable to bear the weight.
However, a sword light appeared on the high mountain ridge, starting from a small point but surging in an instant, and slashed down with a power exceeding its own strength.
With a soft "poof," there was no earth-shattering explosion, only a soft sound like a sharp blade cutting paper.
The palm that seemed capable of destroying everything was sliced in two the instant it came into contact with the sword's edge, like hot soup poured over snow!
The condensed malevolent energy instantly lost all structure, collapsed with a roar, and transformed into countless rolling black fireflies.
Under the rolling darkness of night, Ye Han, Feng Yang, the demon generals, and the princes of various races all stared intently at the figure holding the long sword.
Watching him wield a three-foot-long sword, he stood like a lone warrior guarding the pass, blocking all the killing intent within ten feet of him.
A snap.
With a faint sound, Ji You felt his body cracking, and he also heard the sound of tree branches bursting behind him. At the same time, he also felt that the spiritual energy in the Great Wilderness Forest had thinned by nearly 30%.
Sword formations require a carrier and an energy supply. Those tree branches are ultimately not swords; they are too fragile. He didn't know how many more times these formations would completely shatter.
Or perhaps the branches didn't explode, but his own body exploded first; or perhaps the spiritual energy of the Great Wilderness Forest was drained by this sword formation.
But he showed no sign of panic, still maintaining a calm and composed demeanor, looking down on the murderous generals with disdain.
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