Chapter 2374 - 2375: Solar Deity

"First Squad, charge with me."

The Sword Emperor drew his longsword, leading the cultivators of the First Squad as they surged towards the demon horde like a tide.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Imperial Guard ambushed on both sides of the square, unleashing a heavy bombardment.

One after another, the shells exploded behind the demon ranks.

The explosions threw countless demons into chaos, horse and rider alike.

Charge!

The Sword Emperor shouted, leading over 50 cultivators into the demon ranks.

His longsword traced a golden rainbow, and countless demons were decapitated beneath his blade.

Over 50 cultivators unleashed their magic artifacts, divine light flashing and momentarily halting the demon charge.

Xue Mingtai's spirits lifted; although the demons looked terrifying and ferocious, they weren't invincible.

At that moment, An Zichen, who had been observing the enemy situation ahead, suddenly pointed at the rear of the demon ranks and exclaimed.

"Ming Tai, look at that!"

Xue Mingtai took the binoculars passed by An Zichen. At the sight, his eyes almost bulged out.

"Could it be... the demons are truly unkillable?"

At the rear of the demon lines, warriors blown apart by the shells were rising again.

Even the demons that had been blasted into chunks showed flesh that squirmed and regenerated, gruesomely sprouting limbs and rising again.

Xue Ming had never seen such a bizarre event, and for a moment was too stunned to speak.

An Zichen shook his head repeatedly, letting out a sigh.

"According to some records, demon creatures, when their demonic thoughts reach a certain strength, will condense into a demon crystal."

"As long as the demon crystal remains, they can regenerate even if their bodies are shattered. We're in trouble now."

Xue Mingtai's face darkened, almost dripping water.

Even a weak creature is hard to handle if it possesses regenerative power.

Let alone these powerful demon creatures?

The Sword Emperor swung his longsword, consecutively killing dozens of demons.

But he discovered that the slain demons gradually crawled up from the ground, horrifying him to his core.

Old demons weren't slain when new ones surged in like a tide.

The over 50 cultivators could not withstand them and had to retreat as they fought. The dense demonic qi gradually engulfed the battlefield.

Two cultivators with low cultivation levels turned pale, their eyes showing savage glints, tongues stretching out with heavy breaths.

The Sword Emperor, alarmed, rushed to reassure the two cultivators.

"You two brothers are tired, fall back, I'll cover."

The two suddenly turned, fangs jutting from their mouths, eyes blood-red, lunging at the Sword Emperor like mad dogs.

Startled, the Sword Emperor retreated.

The tidal demon horde swarmed over, instantly engulfing the two cultivators.

The Sword Emperor shouted, and Xue Mingtai's voice came through the earpiece.

"Be careful, everyone, this demonic qi can invade the mind, stirring demonic thoughts from within. Steady your mind."

As he spoke, the black demonic qi grew denser.

The soldiers ambushed on both sides of Central Square were already corrupted by demonic thoughts, mauling comrades like mad dogs, throwing the Imperial Guard into chaos.

Cultivators, with steadfast beliefs, barely held out, but ordinary people couldn't withstand the demonic qi and immediately turned demon.

The Imperial Guard responsible for long-range attacks exhibited overwhelming demonic thoughts; someone started shooting at their comrades.

Machine guns and artillery roared together, ripping through the Imperial Guard, filling the air with screams and flying flesh.

The Sword Emperor and the 50-plus cultivators retreated under relentless assault from the tidal wave of demon soldiers.

Xue Mingtai swiftly rallied the Second Squad for support.

Behind Xue Mingtai, 20 Golden Core Stage cultivators lined up, faces solemn.

These 20 Golden Core Stage cultivators were the strongest force among Earth Space cultivators.

But without the appearance of a demon general, Golden Core Stage cultivators couldn't act recklessly.

The Second Squad, led by Wen Taikang, joined the First Squad, quickly stabilizing the formation.

Yet, less than half an hour later, tens of thousands of demons surged from the black hole space.

Outnumbered, they had to retreat again.

Xue Mingtai was uneasy, his usually calm demeanor heavy with sweat.

Xue Mingtai couldn't help thinking of Yang Fei.

When would he emerge from closed-door cultivation?

The thought flashed in his mind, and he gritted his teeth.

Yang Fei entrusted him with such a heavy burden, how could he betray that trust?

The demonic qi in the air grew thick as ink, rolling toward them.

Even cultivators below level five of the Qi Cultivation Stage could no longer resist the demonic thoughts within.

Countless cultivators began using magic artifacts and talismans.

These talismans and artifacts were expendables, meant for the direst moments.

Yet they had no other choice now.

Boom!

A cultivator's Lightning Attracting Talisman exploded, shattering a demon into pieces.

However, the cultivator was pounced on by a jellyfish-like ghost.

Ghostly arms in shadows snagged his body, dragging him into the demon soldiers.

Countless monsters with claws ripped the cultivator into pieces.

Everyone was horrified; jellyfish-like ghosts weren't very destructive but extremely fast, appearing tracelessly.

Watching the devil-mouth-like black hole on the horizon, with countless demons emerging unstoppably, Xue Mingtai's face turned even paler.

This time, if the humans lost, the day of devastation for Earth Space would begin.

Given the demon race's cruelty and twisted nature, mankind in Earth Space was no match.

Earth becoming a Demon Domain was only a matter of time.

Just then, Xue Mingtai noticed a golden pillar of light soaring into the sky under the Helen Palace's heavens.

From its position, it was precisely where Yang Fei was cultivating in the Quiet Room.

Xue Mingtai, An Zichen, and others were filled with disbelief.

"What is Yang Fei doing?"

In the Quiet Room of Helen Palace, Yang Fei's Primordial Spirit Body above his head had fully formed.

The Primordial Spirit Body, identical to Yang Fei, sat cross-legged within the golden pillar of light.

Countless Heaven and Earth Vital Energy gathered from all directions, forming a golden pillar straight into the sky.

Boom!

Just then, thunder roared above the sky.

In the void, the power of lightning coalesced around the towering golden pillar, forming a Tai Chi Diagram-like vortex.

The massive thundercloud map rotated above the entire palace, unleashing an irresistible might of heaven and earth.

Yang Fei's Primordial Spirit Body in the Niwan Palace rose within the golden pillar, finally reaching the center of the thundercloud map.

Boom!

Countless bolts of lightning, like enraged beasts, pounced at Yang Fei's Primordial Spirit Body.

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