novelapdf Chapter 1992 The Mad Demon Clan!
Chapter 1992 The Mad Demon Clan!
"Only victory is allowed; defeat is not permitted!"
The speaker was an elderly man carrying a heavy ancient tortoise shell on his back.
Not bad.
This was none other than the semi-elder of the Xuan Turtle Clan.
He looked down from the sky at the endless, sprawling demon army below, his aura of a half-saint emanating boundless power, his expression solemn and resolute.
"Victory!"
"Victory!"
"Victory is certain!!"
Hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers below roared in unison.
Soaring fighting spirit
The deafening roar swept across the land, dispelling the gloom between heaven and earth.
next moment,
The old man in the tortoise shell swung his large hand down suddenly and shouted sharply:
"set off!"
The order was given without hesitation. The vast demon army, stretching for thousands of miles, instantly split into thousands of elite squads, all taking to the air and transforming into countless streaks of light, charging towards the human army's defensive lines from all directions.
The speed was as fast as thunder.
In less than fifteen minutes...
The once densely packed demon army, which filled the sky, all rushed to the battlefield.
Within a radius of a thousand miles, only one elite squad remained.
The demon cultivators in this squad were all highly skilled and powerful, landing silently.
In the blink of an eye, they flew to the front of the human race's array light screen that stretched from the sky to the ground.
Without saying a word, they immediately unleashed their full demonic power, summoned their personal treasures, and launched a fierce attack on the thick array of light.
In an instant, a deafening roar resounded throughout the land.
boom!
Boom! Boom!
The raging torrent of demonic power crashed violently against the array's light barrier, the brilliant spiritual light colliding fiercely with the pitch-black demonic power.
A blinding light burst forth.
Ripples spread and vibrated continuously on the surface of the light curtain.
Looking down from the highest point in the sky...
Within the vast airspace spanning hundreds of millions of miles, the scene was incredibly breathtaking.
Along the endless array of light that spanned heaven and earth, separating the two races, countless demon figures were scattered in every direction.
They charged forward relentlessly and fearlessly against the light barrier.
One place, ten places, a hundred places...
The same scenes of attacking the massive defensive lines across the vast ocean were playing out one after another.
The war spread across the entire border.
Not only on the front lines, but also in the rear of the True Dragon Sea, all the major demon clans have completely mobilized.
The elderly and infirm stay behind, while the able-bodied go out to work.
Countless demon cultivators bid farewell to their clans and descendants, traveling day and night at full speed to the front lines.
quickly!
They continuously replenished the fighting force of the general offensive army, determined to fight to the death to break through the human race's great formation.
Just as a great war between the two races was about to break out and the flames of war were about to spread...
In a hidden void layer at the border between the two races' front lines, layers of spatial barriers isolate them from all external detection.
Cheng Buzheng's true form stood silently in the depths of the void, watching through the thin void barrier as the demon race launched a full-scale attack and charged wildly outside...
Every scene was captured in its entirety, without missing a single detail.
His gaze was indifferent, devoid of any emotion, as he watched the demon army charging desperately, attempting to break through the formation and survive. He murmured to himself:
"Just as I expected."
Bloodlust blocked the retreat, and the formation cut off the way forward.
Breaking through the formidable formation before them at all costs was indeed their only option now.
The voice paused slightly.
A faint hint of mockery and certainty flashed across his eyes as he continued to think to himself:
"Unfortunately, you all miscalculated in the end."
The one guarding and presiding over the entire human race's grand formation this time is merely one of my avatars.
You exhausted the strength of your tribe to fight to the death to break through the formation, but in the end it was all in vain.
What awaits you...
It was never a way out.
Instead, their souls were completely eroded and their intelligence extinguished by the constantly surging, eerie bloodlust.
Ultimately, they degenerated into ferocious beasts that knew only how to kill.
This is your destined end; there is absolutely no chance of turning things around.
The instant a thought forms in one's mind...
Cheng Buzheng's physical form swayed slightly, and the power of space around him flowed, silently dissolving into the void layer, concealing all traces.
On the external battlefield, the offensive became increasingly fierce and intense.
Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Countless powerful demonic artifacts and magical abilities bombarded the light screen of the human formation in turn.
A seven-colored, demonic light shot into the sky!
The array's spiritual light vibrated violently!
The entire void trembled and twisted continuously.
The aftershocks of energy raged wildly, and terrifying shockwaves swept across the surrounding area, causing towering waves to rise in the sea.
The human cultivators guarding this front were already on high alert, and seeing the demon race's fierce offensive, they were not about to back down.
Relying on the ancient and imposing array, the human army immediately broke up the formation and dispatched elite guard squads to guard the array's key points and stabilize the array's defenses.
Then, relying on the power of the formation, they calmly counterattacked and resisted the frenzied attack of the demon race.
The war continues to spread!
Time is passing by little by little.
Even though human cultivators have a great array as a natural barrier, occupy a geographical advantage, and have a solid defense and fierce counterattacks, the demon race's offensive has never stopped.
One wave after another, demon cultivators rushed onto the battlefield, relentlessly attacking the array barriers without showing any sign of stopping.
Over time!
The human cultivators' physical strength and spiritual power were constantly being depleted, and their counterattacks gradually slowed down and weakened!
The pressure on defense is getting heavier and heavier!
The tense front line gradually showed subtle signs of fatigue.
As for the demon race...
The number of cultivators who died in battle was also rising rapidly.
Broken bodies and shattered armor littered the sky and fell into the ocean.
Blood stained the vast sea!
The number of casualties is skyrocketing.
But not a single demon cultivator felt any reluctance or fear.
Behind them, a strange, bloodthirsty aura was constantly expanding and closing in.
It is a living space that is constantly shrinking and on the verge of extinction.
It is a hopeless future of annihilation of the tribe and its people turning into ferocious beasts.
Retreat means death;
There is still a glimmer of hope in the fight.
Therefore!
All the demon cultivators became increasingly fearless and completely descended into madness.
Ignoring their own injuries and the threat of death, even with their physical bodies crumbling and their spiritual power exhausted, they still fought with their last bit of strength to break through the great formation, completely disregarding their own lives.
Obviously.
The demon cultivators wanted to use their flesh and blood to tear through the human race's ironclad defenses.
...The blood-red setting sun soaked the vast battlefield!
The air was thick with the stench of blood and the aura of malevolence.
The Nine Heavens Demon-Locking Array set up by the human race stretches across the sky, its thick light barrier clear and sturdy.
Layer upon layer of spiritual light flowed, keeping countless demon cultivators firmly at bay!
however.
Despite the repeated attacks from the demon race, the great formation remained completely unmoved.
Just then...
A disheveled figure staggered to a stop in front of the formation; it was a demon lord whose demonic power was exhausted.
His dark demon robe was tattered and covered with hideous bloodstains, and his demonic energy was chaotic and dissipated.
Its once powerful aura had long since decayed to its lowest point.
A tearing, excruciating pain shot through my limbs and bones.
He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the array of light before him, which he could not budge an inch no matter how hard he tried.
His eyes were brimming with overwhelming hatred and resentment.
Exhausting his last bit of strength, he looked up at the sky and shouted sharply.
His voice was hoarse, yet every word was filled with anguish, causing the surrounding void to tremble slightly.
Even if my soul is scattered, I will make you humans pay!
Without the slightest hesitation, he finished speaking.
Suddenly, a storm arose around this Nascent Soul stage demon, and his demonic power, which was on the verge of depletion, surged wildly.
A violent and bloodthirsty demonic aura soared into the sky, tearing apart the stagnant air around it.
His body was surrounded by distorted spiritual light, and countless blood-red demonic patterns emerged and pulsated from beneath his skin.
Extreme destructive power accumulated and raged wildly within his body.
The next moment!
His body transformed into a blazing streak of blood-red light, carrying a madness and determination to the death, as he fiercely charged towards the towering array canopy in front of him.
"burst!"
A deep shout echoed across the entire area!
Boom—!!
A deafening roar erupted!
A blinding, dazzling crimson light suddenly burst forth in front of the formation.
Like a crimson sun falling, the scorching energy shockwave swept in all directions.
Even the surrounding clouds and mist were instantly torn apart.
In that very instant...
The human race's array light screen, which was originally as solid as a rock and had remained unshaken for thousands of years, suddenly began to ripple with layers of fine waves.
The ripples gradually expanded, starting small and growing larger.
The clear, luminous screen shook violently.
This scene is like a smooth pebble thrown into a calm, still lake, breaking the long-standing absolute confinement.
The remaining demon cultivators witnessed this tragic and heroic scene. Seeing their kin sacrifice themselves to break the deadlock, their bloodlust and their obsession with their clan were instantly ignited.
"For the sake of our clan's heritage, explode!"
"Burn your demonic body to break the great formation!"
"For the survival of our people, explode!"
"..."
One roar after another rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.
Countless demon cultivators, heavily wounded and with most of their fighting strength already depleted, grew increasingly resolute in their eyes.
No demons retreated, no demons were afraid to fight.
One after another, demon generals and demon lords-level demon cultivators ignited their nascent souls and all their demonic power, transforming into streaks of dazzling light of various colors, rushing forward one after another, without hesitation, toward the indestructible array light barrier.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom—!!
A series of deafening explosions rose and fell in succession.
Layers of crimson fireworks burst forth one after another on the array's light screen.
The scorching destructive power layered upon layer.
It relentlessly eroded and crushed the spiritual barrier of the great formation.
Hundreds of demon cultivators sacrificed themselves one after another, and the accumulated destructive power converged into a mighty torrent, completely shaking the stable human formation.
The light screen, which had initially only shown slight ripples, now trembled violently and fluctuated erratically.
The light and darkness alternate, sometimes bright, sometimes dim!
The overall outline is crumbling.
It seemed as if it would completely shatter and collapse at any moment.
Behind the demon battlefield...
Deep in the void, a demon race half-saint, who had been concealing his figure and guarding the entire battle line, witnessed the dramatic changes on the battlefield, and a surprising glint suddenly appeared in his dim eyes.
At this moment, his tense body relaxed slightly, and the hidden hope in his heart was completely ignited.
He murmured to himself, his voice filled with long-suppressed excitement and solemnity:
The time has come!
Success or failure, whether my demon race can break through the defenses and survive, all depends on this!
Having lived for thousands of years, his vision far surpassed that of ordinary demon race experts. He knew perfectly well that this was the weakest and most vulnerable moment for this human race's great formation.
The array's spiritual light became disordered, and its barriers loosened.
This is the perfect opportunity to break through the enemy's formation.
If there is even the slightest hesitation, a moment later...
The human race's grand formation will then operate on its own, repairing all damage and restoring its impregnable state.
At that time, the opportunity to break the formation, which was gained by hundreds of demon descendants who sacrificed their lives, will be completely wasted and sacrificed in vain.
Upon thinking of this,
Without the slightest hesitation, the demon race half-saint twisted his wrist...
He slowly lifted a precious pearl in his palm, its entire body shimmering with five-colored light and exuding endless mysterious spiritual energy.
The moment the precious jewel appeared in the world...
A vast, powerful, ancient, and terrifying force suddenly swept across all directions.
The shockwave caused the spiritual energy of the entire world to surge wildly backward.
The surrounding void distorted.
His imposing presence intimidated the entire audience.
The demon race half-saint stared at the five-colored pearl in his palm, a trace of undisguised pain and reluctance flashing deep in his eyes.
This precious pearl carries the accumulated wisdom of our people over tens of thousands of years!
This is the last remaining strength of the Lingxiao Tiger Clan!
It will never be used unless the survival of the tribe is at stake.
He murmured softly, his tone heavy and resolute:
"The Five Elements Calamity Pearl is the ultimate foundation passed down through generations of our clan."
If it weren't for the human race's great formation sealing off the dead ends and their race not being on the verge of extinction...
Even if I perish and my soul is scattered, I will never waste this foundation of my being here!
"today!
Even if we cannot completely collapse the human race's grand formation, we must fight to the death to tear open a path to survival and carve out a glimmer of hope for our demon race!
In the blink of an eye,
The reluctance and sorrow in his eyes faded away, replaced by an unwavering determination and a chilling killing intent.
He swept his hand out sharply, his sleeves billowing, and a cold, sharp shout pierced the air:
"go with!"
The five-colored, swirling Five Elements Calamity Pearl transformed into a dazzling stream of light that stretched across the sky, carrying a terrifying power capable of destroying the heavens and earth and suppressing all things. It carried the last hope of the demon race and crashed into the violently shaking array light screen.
But just as the tribulation pearl was about to collide with the great array's light barrier—
High in the boundless void, a seemingly ordinary yet solid cyan sword phantom suddenly tore through the void and descended from the sky.
This sword light appeared simple and unadorned, without any earth-shattering phenomena, yet its speed was unparalleled, striking first even after being struck later.
A glimmer of light.
The sword's sharp, penetrating power penetrated everything, like a hot knife slicing through butter.
Silently and effortlessly, it pierced through the five-colored stream of light, directly annihilating the Five Elements Calamity Pearl, which contained unparalleled power.
The terrifying force of the tribulation and the power of the sword annihilated each other.
It did not cause the slightest ripple.
The last vestige of the demon race's strength quietly crumbled.
Before the demon race half-saints below could recover from the shock and horror of their foundation being destroyed...
The tangible sword shadow, its power undiminished, traversed thousands of miles of sky, carrying absolute crushing force, and descended from the sky with a thunderous crash!
The dazzling sword shadow rapidly magnified in the suddenly contracted pupils of the demon race demigod, instantly filling his entire field of vision.
A clear and subtle sword cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth!
It is devoid of any trace of human warmth, yet it contains the supreme power to sever life force and annihilate the soul.
This powerful demon race half-deity, who held sway over a region, didn't even have time to utter a scream or muster any of his cultivation to defend himself before his soul was instantly annihilated.
Consciousness plunged into eternal darkness.
His body instantly turned to ashes in the sword light and vanished without a trace.
After the sword shadow that annihilated the half-demon of the demon race completed its mission...
The sword light slowly dissipated, leaving no trace. (End of Chapter)