With sufficient intelligence, it’s possible to find a path where there seems to be none.
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War in the deep, ancient forests is silent and dark.
The fires of war in South Celestial City are burning fiercely.
Whether above, below, inside the city, outside the city, or the city walls, the battle is in its prime.
Life wilts in the most direct manner; the blood is vividly red.
The most crucial battlefield is naturally that chaotic mass in the distant firmament.
The fight among several Transcendents at the Absolute Summit has turned the sky into a dark night, blocking the glow of the Jin Yang from the Monster Realm.
This newly carved world from chaos has such a ferocious battlefield, yet momentarily returns to chaos.
The aura of four top-level powerhouses mixes, colliding with each other.
No, there are already five top-level powerhouses.
The new addition to the battlefield is Celestial Demon Qi Guanying, urgently called by Zhu Yi for reinforcement.
He stands majestic and extraordinary; a body in black battle armor resembling a mountain, a slender bone blade seemingly splitting the skies. The battle armor withstands immense pressure without losing its luster, the blade cutting through where all is destroyed, and all returns to silence.
On the battlefield, Yuan Xianting fiercely battles against heaven and earth, light flickers for thousands of miles. Zhu Yi commands endless puppet soldiers, a single hand forming an army.
Yet Jiang Mengxiong presses on all sides, Zuo Xiao’s palm covers eternity, still pinning down the three Celestial Demons in relentless attack!
Zhu Yi’s puppet soldiers fall in swathes, the massive momentum akin to fields during the autumn harvest.
The stronger True Men can naturally sense that the aura of Celestial Demon Zhu Yi is teetering. She was already heavily wounded before Qi Guanying came to join the battle.
She desires to leave the field, but cannot.
Zuo Xiao and Jiang Mengxiong expertly suppress her in place, continuously eliminating her precious puppet soldiers, consuming her millennial accumulation.
Such strength as Qi Guanying and Yuan Xianting is hindered mainly because besides fighting, they must spare effort to save Zhu Yi, preventing her immediate death.
What level of battle is this?
A Celestial Demon at the pinnacle becomes a defensive loophole, a wound that must be saved!
And the perspective shifts further down.
The shattered Thorn Boat and the broken-winged giant eagle form the background of the sky, the fierce sounds of killing blending in the wild winds, flames and lightning entangling into a totem. The light of this world is unsteady!
The renowned True Demon Que Mengchen, clad in a feathered robe and vine boots, wielding a pair of twin-blade short swords, leaves hundreds of shadows weaving through the battlefield, locked in a fierce battle with Qi Country’s Imperial Court Adviser, Wenren Shen, on the left flank.
His subordinates, three great Demon Kings, lead seven thousand elite Iron Cage Army, entangled with the ten thousand Annihilation Thunder Army led by Daqi’s Marquis Yingyong.
The Iron Cage Army is known as the Sparrow Tribe Strong Army, each soldier wearing a cage-shaped helmet to symbolize never forgetting the humiliation in the cage. Clad in light armor, wielding twin blades, one long and one short, one narrow and one wide. Their attack is fierce, even within the Demon clan few armies dare provoke them.
And the Annihilation Thunder, a part of the Nine Soldiers of Daqi, is among the world’s elite armies, a formidable human race force.
The two armies collide in such manner, it is more like meeting one’s match, engaging with a worthy opponent, fighting joyfully.
The commotion from this battle is immense, the support from other True Demons of the Demon clan aiding South Celestial City is certainly more than one.
Yet Lord of Lingxiao Pavilion, Ye True Man, still enters South Celestial City.
The city plaque of South Celestial City had long been pierced by him, the shattered fragments of the massive city gate scattered at his feet, stomped on by him. As his large sleeves flutter as if flying, he fiercely duels with a True Demon of the Spider clan.
With evident immortal grace, he doesn’t look like one to welcome blood, yet his momentum is like a rainbow, forcing the opponent to retreat step by step. His passage is like a storm’s frontier, with sonic booms resembling thunder. The entire long street shatters step by step with their advances and retreats, the buildings of the Demon clan on both sides collapsing in sequence as though helping the battle.
The shadows of swords and gusts of fists nearly cover half the city, countless masters of the Demon clan are unable even to come close.
In such perilous combat, Ye Lingxiao too withdraws swiftly, mere steps back, using his palm as a blade, turning to slash at the distance! Then without a glance, he returns palm as a fist, another punch forward blasting forth. The force becomes dragons and tigers, stirring winds and clouds!
"Who allowed you to come so close? Hmm?"
This punch blasts True Demon Zhu Xuan, who had just approached wielding a pair of thin swords, directly retreating dozens of feet.
Zhu Xuan’s eyes were red with fury, yet she could only grit her teeth and construct a sword defense. No matter how desperately she fights, she cannot stop this human True Man. She can only fight retreatingly, retreat further!
And the direction Ye Lingxiao slashes while in combat is the eastern region of the entire South Celestial City battlefield.
There, flags are lush, the chaos of military blades, armies of various banners clash together.
A ferocious Tiger clan Demon King, right as he leaps out from the Demon clan’s ranks, wielding a ghost-headed blade, on it blood shadows flicker. Behind him, the void is stained with blood reds, like a flag planted behind him.
In such a ferocious stance, he advances unstoppably toward a dazzlingly multicolored cloud chariot.
The skill of Battle Formation is the creation of the human race. It was invented by ancient human sages, Bing Wu, to reorganize common people’s power, an incredible innovation that defies the name of the weak human race, and a vital reliance for the human race to later triumph over the Demon clan and become the current world’s rulers.
Bing Wu thus earned a virtuous name, ranked among the Eight Virtuous Ministers of the Human Emperor, alongside Bu Lian and Cangjie.
However in the prolonged blood battles among races, the Demon clan also learned it, developing their own methods of Battle Formation.
Yet this Tiger clan Demon King was obviously impatient with prolonged battle, relying on his martial prowess. His subordinate’s army formation could not break through the puppet army composed of the four-winged Mo Samurai, so he split his forces in two, allowing the army formation to fight freely, while he leaps over the barrier, wielding a single blade to capture the enemy.
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