Chapter 532 533: Omen of a Desperate Plight

The moment the purple-black flames erupted, all the Fox Demons still fighting within the Demon Race's army were struck with terror. The instant the retreat signal was given from the city wall, they immediately fell back in a frenzy.

Yet, thousands from the Fox Race were still overtaken by the purple-black flames. Sure enough, their premonition had been horrifyingly correct.

These purple-black flames were absolutely lethal to the Fox Demon Race. The moment the thousands of Fox Demons touched the flames, they melted like snow hitting lava. Not even their Golden Cores and Nascent Souls had time to escape. They were rendered into streams of life essence and absorbed by the demonic artifact.

Yun Mengshang's face was an icy mask as she watched the purple-black flames draw ever closer. The Fox Demons who had leaped from the walls now scrambled back.

A member of the Fox Demon Race came forward and asked, "My King, what do we do now?"

The Grand Elder was holding back the Tiger and Rhino Races, and the Second Elder was putting her all into her Divine Technique. At this moment, only Yun Mengshang could make the decision.

"Pour everything into the Array! Our Demon-Building Array is not so easily broken!"

The Fox Demons acknowledged the order and departed, the grim resolve in their eyes deepening.

To have been pushed to the point of hunkering down behind the Array was an admission that the battle was already mostly lost.

Although they had long accepted death, its imminent approach was what living creatures feared most. Even with cultivation Realms as high as Golden Core or even Nascent Soul, they could not escape the terror that lay on the threshold of life and death.

However, beyond the Northern Border Pass lay the territory of the Fox Demon Race. Their people were behind them. Even at their level of cultivation, the cruelty of the Demon Race was common knowledge. So, no matter how terrified they were, no matter how much fear filled their hearts, they would never retreat, even if it meant dying in battle.

Yun Mengshang's brow furrowed deeply. 'It's not time yet,' she calculated. She had never used her Divine Technique at full power since comprehending it. Her Realm was the same as Yun Miqiu's, and she also possessed a mid-grade Profound Level Divine Technique.

Since time immemorial, Divine Techniques had been divided into four levels—Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow—each with upper, middle, and lower grades. Most Divine Techniques in the Floating Shadow Realm were of the Yellow Level. Only a handful ever reached the Profound Level, and those who could cultivate and directly unleash a Profound Level Divine Technique were even rarer.

Even a master with cultivation as supreme as the Demon Marshal, Chi Xiao, had to rely on a demonic artifact to unleash a Profound Level Divine Technique, and only after sacrificing a large number of his own Demon Race to absorb their Demonic Qi.

Yun Miqiu had unleashed her Frost Dream Realm with her Divinity Transformation Realm cultivation, yet it had been overwhelmed by Chi Xiao's World-Falling Demonflame. Yun Mengshang figured that even if she unleashed her own Divine Technique now, she would only achieve the same result as Yun Miqiu: temporarily stalling the Demon Race's advance.

So she waited. She was waiting for a chance to turn the tide of battle.

The Array of the Wall of Demon Building was a sixth-rank super Array, even larger and more complex than the Mountain Guarding Array.

Outside the wall, the purple-black flames had already beaten back the sky full of frost flowers, now burning right up to the ramparts with the force of a fiery domain consuming a city.

The raging purple-black flames were held at bay by a radiant glow emanating from the wall. This created a starkly contrasted world: a sky of black fire on one side, and a land of ice and snow on the other.

Yet on the wall, where the Fox Demon Race stood amidst the ice and snow, they felt an unbearable, scorching heat. It was their Heart Fire, agitated and restless.

It was at this exact moment that Yun Miqiu, who had been casting her technique in mid-air, could hold on no longer and fell from the sky.

"Second Elder! Second Elder!" members of the Fox Demon Race cried out in alarm.

Yun Mengshang shot into the air and caught Yun Miqiu in her arms.

Yun Miqiu's gentle face was deathly pale. The Demonic Power around her flickered intermittently; her old wounds had clearly not healed, and she had overexerted herself.

Yun Miqiu knew that in her state, she would only have one chance. Her injuries made it impossible to cast the Frost Dream Realm a second time, so she had desperately stalled for as long as she could to buy the Fox Race more time to prepare.

Seeing the purple-black flames outside the wall, the Tiger and Rhino Races grew extremely excited. Once the Fox Demon Race was defeated, the Northern Domain of the Demon Race would be theirs to rule, and they would also obtain massive amounts of cultivation resources.

Lu Kun said with a smirk, "Yun Misha, surrender! The Demon Marshal loves to collect women with powerful spiritual essence. If you surrender without a fight and bring me that niece of yours, the Demon King, you both might just earn a place as a Demon General's Consort!"

What Lu Kun said was true. Besides slaughter, the Demon Marshal Chi Xiao preferred to use women with powerful spiritual essence to suppress his demonic lust. When Lu Kun himself had gone to negotiate with the Demon Race, he had seen the Demon Marshal Palace, where thousands of Demon General's Consorts were imprisoned.

Yun Misha gritted her teeth in fury at his words. She had already sensed that Yun Miqiu's injuries had relapsed and was in no mood to trade barbs with Lu Kun. Her attention was fixed on the city wall, ready to rush back at the slightest sign of trouble.

Furthermore, Lu Kun and Xi Youkai, realizing they were at a disadvantage in a one-on-one fight, had teamed up—one attacking while the other defended. Now, even with her avatar, Yun Misha found herself on the losing end.

Meanwhile, the other Fox Demons who had been fighting the Tiger and Rhino Races were being broken up and scattered, one by one.

Outside the wall, the Demon Race army was stirring, recovering from the earlier spell and re-forming their ranks. Inside, however, the fighting had devolved into skirmishes between small squads or individual duels.

The purple-black flame was like a final countdown, relentlessly burning away at the Demon-Building Array. Inside the walls, the Fox Demon Race took turns pouring their Demonic Power into the great Array, barely managing to sustain it.

'To operate such a vast, Profound Level Divine Technique at full power, even with a Divinity Transformation Realm cultivation...' Yun Mengshang thought. 'Even with the support of his demonic artifact, the Demon Marshal Chi Xiao can't possibly sustain it for long. If the Array can withstand this Divine Technique, our Fox Demon Race will have a chance.'

DONG... DONG... The war drums of the Demon Race sounded once more. WOOOOO...! A horn blast shook the heavens.

"KILL! KILL!" With a heaven-shaking roar, the Demon Race's tide-like charge began anew.