Chapter 396 Void Celestial Battlefield, Blood Stains the Blue Sky

BOOM!!

Myriad bolts of Divine Thunder tore across the sky, piercing the heavens and stretching for thousands of miles to form a Thunder Domain. Its heart-shaking roar made the very void tremble violently. A figure exuding an incomparably terrifying aura suddenly descended, radiating an overwhelming might that seemed to suppress heaven and earth itself!

"What... is this?" one Cultivator stammered, his heart pounding from the sheer pressure of the aura.

"A Tongxuan True Monarch! It must be a senior who has come to save us," a young man in a white shirt said, his eyes filled with excitement.

Fighting the Demon Fiends of Wanyou Mountain had been a grim affair for them, the True Martial Cultivators. Due to the powerful life force that granted the Demon Fiends their ’Undying Body,’ a True Martial Cultivator had to expend immense effort just to grind away a fiend’s Demonic Power before they could land a killing blow. This meant several Human Race Cultivators died for every Demon Fiend they managed to kill. If things continued like this, they would surely be forced to retreat from Wanyou Mountain.

"A Human Race expert!!" A Demon Fiend with the head of a wolf on a human body, its muscles rippling and eyes like a predator’s, felt the majestic, thunder-wreathed aura from the heavens. Its body and soul trembled, and it involuntarily dropped to its knees.

"Dammit!"

"How can a Human Race expert be here? Aren’t they all supposed to be in Daluo Celestial?" another Demon Fiend rasped, unable to withstand the overwhelming pressure as it prostrated itself on the ground.

At that moment, suspended high in the heavens, Gu Yun looked down upon the thousands of Demon Fiends below. His robes whipped about in the wind, his long hair flew freely, and Thunder Arcs flickered in his eyes. Wreathed in bolts of Thunder and exuding a terrifyingly dreadful aura, his voice was as cold as ice:

"Demon Fiends, die!!"

The moment his voice fell, he raised a hand and pressed his palm downward. As if conducting a symphony of destruction, he stirred the Celestial Secret and locked onto the auras of the Demon Fiends. Myriad bolts of Divine Thunder instantly tore across the sky, piercing heaven and earth. Wielding endless celestial might, they rained down in an overwhelming storm, blasting every last Demon Fiend!!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

In the next instant, bolts of Thunder imbued with terrifying Dao Rhyme Power struck like a Celestial Punishment, slamming into the bodies of all the Demon Fiends.

In a flash, nearly every Demon Fiend at Wanyou Mountain was utterly annihilated, as easily as snapping a dry twig. They turned to ash and dissipated into the air.

"T-This is just too powerful!" one Cultivator gasped, his mouth agape. He stared dumbfounded at the scene, his face a mask of shock. ’So this is the power of an expert at the Tongxuan Realm or higher? With a single thought, ten thousand fiends fall.’

It was precisely because of such powerful Cultivators that the invasion of the countless Outer Celestial Demons could be held at bay.

"Thank you, Senior!" Once the shock wore off, the thousands of Cultivators cupped their fists and shouted up at the majestic figure in the sky.

Gu Yun, still suspended high in the heavens, gave a slight nod. He then took a single, gentle step forward, sending ripples through the air like waves on water. His body transformed into a streak of Thunder that tore across the sky, vanishing over the horizon in an instant.

"Farewell, True Monarch!" the thousands of True Martial Cultivators shouted in unison at Gu Yun’s departing figure. Their voices thundered like a great dragon, piercing the clouds, and the echo resounded between heaven and earth, lingering for a long, long time.

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「Wanyou Mountain. A battlefield a million miles away: Daluo Celestial.」

An oppressive mass of thick, dark clouds blotted out the sky, rumbling like the charge of ten million iron cavalry. Within them, the faint figures of countless Demon Fiends could be seen.

These Demon Fiends were bizarre and varied: some were humanoid, exuding a dense Demon Qi; some had the heads of lions on human bodies, looking utterly terrifying; others had fully revealed their true forms—monstrous, beast-like horrors! Though there were only a hundred or so, each one radiated an incredibly tyrannical aura that made heaven and earth tremble.

From within the ink-black clouds, countless pairs of excited, bloodthirsty eyes stared at the dozens of terrifying Cultivators suspended in the void far away, all of whom radiated Dao Rhythm.

"No one can stop us from conquering this realm! Anyone who dares to block our path will die!" one of the Demon Beasts roared. ’We will complete the Demon Lord’s mission, devour the Celestial Essence Realm, and seize its coveted World Origin!’ At the very thought, their bodies began to tremble and quiver with excitement.

"You bunch of Demon Fiend bastards! I’d like to see which one of you sons of bitches dares to take a single step out of the Void Celestial Battlefield without asking my war axe for permission first!"

The speaker was one of the Human Race Cultivators, a towering man with a thick, bushy beard who looked like a Giant Spirit God. He was clad in Purple Nether Battle Armor, and the pale gold War Axe in his hand radiated an utterly terrifying might. This was Wang Li, a Tongxuan Realm Late Stage Cultivator from the Northern Barbarian Domain.

"Heh heh, your Celestial Essence Realm is doomed. You cannot stop our lord’s invasion. Why not just surrender obediently instead of putting up this futile death struggle?" a Demon Fiend with a savage expression and a colossal body spanning dozens of miles said smugly.

"Who the hell are you yapping at?! Now die!"

A middle-aged, square-jawed man in a long Purple Nether robe, his body thrumming with a Heaven-Reaching Dao Rhythm, let out a sudden, furious roar.

He clenched his fist, channeling his immense Magical Power, and launched a giant, golden Fist Seal forward. Like a meteorite falling from the sky, it flew toward the colossal Demon Fiend, carrying with it a vast and majestic power.

BOOM!!

In less than an instant, the terrifyingly massive golden Fist Seal slammed into the Demon Fiend, blasted through the air, and smashed violently into the plains below. The impact carved out a massive crater, sending cracks sprawling in every direction as a cloud of dust and smoke billowed into the sky.

"Brothers-in-arms, slay the Demon Fiends! Kill every last one of these invaders!" With an intense killing intent flashing in his eyes, the middle-aged man in the Purple Nether robe tore through the sky, fearlessly charging toward the hundred terrifying Demon Fiends within the roiling demonic clouds!

"Kill!"

Just as the purple-robed man broke through the void to charge the hundred terrifying Demon Fiends, the dozens of other Tongxuan Realm Cultivators also erupted with terrifying Magical Power, launching their own attacks at the horde of fiends!