novelapdf Chapter 1993 Sensing Something Was Wrong, Going Mad in the End!
Chapter 1993 Sensing Something Was Wrong, Going Mad in the End!
At the very top of the sky...
Cheng Buzheng stood in the void, his robes fluttering in the wind, and glanced indifferently at the demon race half-venerable below, who had not even left a trace.
He then slowly scanned the remaining demon cultivators on the front lines, whose morale was in disarray.
Just as he was preparing to strike, to wipe out all the remaining demons on this battlefield and completely pacify this front...
suddenly!
Cheng Buzheng abruptly stopped, his deep gaze suddenly piercing through layers of emptiness, landing in the distant depths of the sky.
He spoke softly to himself, his voice cool and emotionless:
"That's it.
These remnants can be dealt with by the human cultivators within the great formation; I need not waste my time here.
Moreover, with this enemy already half-saint dead, there are no more top-tier threats on this front, so we can rest easy."
Before the thought had even formed,
Cheng Buzheng's figure flickered, his spiritual light receded, and he vanished into the vast void in an instant, leaving no trace.
On the other side!
Another location on the battlefield...
The Xuan Turtle Clan Half-Saint gazed at the crumbling, dimly lit human array screen before him. His heavy tortoise-shell body tensed slightly, and a deep joy appeared in his ancient eyes.
After countless fierce attacks, the human race's great formation was finally on the verge of collapse, and the opportunity to break the formation was just around the corner.
He pondered softly, his tone full of certainty:
"The formation is faltering; it's time for me to make my move!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, an extremely piercing feeling of palpitation, originating from the depths of his soul, suddenly swept over his entire body, making him stiff and his hair stand on end.
This is the instinctive warning of living beings when facing absolute death.
Before he could mobilize his entire cultivation for defense, or even activate his trump card to escape...
next moment!
A bone-chilling coldness suddenly surged from between his brows, and an unparalleled sword intent instantly pierced through layers of defense, striking straight at the source of his soul.
Endless darkness instantly swallowed his senses.
The last vestige of thought was filled with utter disbelief:
"I... I was actually killed just like that?"
Thoughts vanished, soul and spirit perished.
The half-deity body of the Xuan Turtle Clan crashed to the ground, lifeless.
Similar decisive moments unfolded one after another across various battlefields along the entire human defense line.
One after another, the hidden, lurking demon race half-saints fell silently.
Died inexplicably.
Cheng Buzheng's secret hunting down of the various demon race half-deities eventually alerted the remaining top demon race experts.
In a certain void of the main battlefield...
The half-elder of the Golden Dragon Clan stood high in the sky, holding a communication jade talisman that connected various major formations.
At this moment, the spiritual light on the jade talisman dimmed!
A large portion of the originally connected spiritual pathways has been severed.
His brows were furrowed tightly, his aged eyes filled with surprise and gravity, and he murmured softly:
Something's not right!
Why are more and more of our fellow clansmen losing contact, their divine consciousness dissipating completely?
He was deeply shaken, and an unbelievable guess suddenly surfaced in his mind:
"Could it be... that besides the previous guild leader, the human race has a second Nascent Soul cultivator hiding, specifically to ambush us half-Venerable cultivators?"
He shook his head repeatedly, completely puzzled:
"impossible!
The Nascent Soul realm is the pinnacle of this world!
One in a thousand years
Humanity's resources are limited; how could it be such a coincidence that a second Nascent Soul expert would emerge at this crucial juncture of the battle?
But once this seed of doubt was planted, it took root and sprouted wildly in his heart, and he could not get rid of it.
The shadow of death loomed over him, making him dare not harbor even the slightest hope.
His expression hardened, his mind raced, and he silently became alert:
We can't wait any longer!
It's better to be safe than sorry.
If there are truly hidden Nascent Soul stage experts lurking in the shadows among humanity, then we should continue to conceal our strengths and not touch the foundation of our race…
At that time, all the semi-saints will perish!
The tribe will be utterly wiped out, with no chance of recovery!
A critical moment!
Without further hesitation, the Golden Dragon Clan Half-Saint condensed a hand seal, and the spiritual light in his palm surged!
next moment.
An ancient scroll, yellowed and covered with the marks of time, slowly floats in the air above your palm.
It is the Nine Dragons Controlling the Heavens Diagram, a treasure passed down through countless generations of the Golden Dragon Clan.
This treasure was once a truly supreme spiritual treasure, with unparalleled power, capable of controlling nine dragons and suppressing mountains and rivers.
It was only after countless ages of erosion that its internal spiritual veins gradually disappeared, causing it to fall from the level of a supreme spiritual treasure.
But even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse; its inherent power and strength still far surpass ordinary magical treasures.
It is also one of the few remaining ultimate resources of the Golden Dragon Clan.
Just as he was about to unleash the full power of the treasure map to break the formation, he suddenly paused, deep in thought:
"inappropriate……
This matter is far too dangerous; we should inform all fellow demon cultivators first, so that everyone can prepare in advance and work together to break the formation.”
next moment,
He immediately channeled the remaining demonic power within him into the communication jade talisman, his lips slightly moving as he condensed a pure divine sense to transmit his speculation about the human race secretly harboring a second Nascent Soul expert.
The details of his plan to use the strength of his clan to break the formation were spread throughout the various demon clan territories.
After the news spread...
Without the slightest hesitation, his eyes flashed with fierce light as he unleashed the ancient diagram in his palm with all his might.
"burst!"
Boom—!!
A loud shout rang out...
The Nine Dragons Soaring to the Heavens map suddenly burst forth with a dazzling golden light, causing the entire ancient map to tremble violently and all its patterns to light up before it exploded completely in mid-air!
hold head high--!!
Ang ang—! ! !
The long, majestic, and domineering roar of the dragon echoed through the heavens and earth, shaking the mountains and rivers and changing the color of the wind and clouds.
Amidst the dazzling golden light, nine enormous golden dragons with gleaming scales slowly emerged.
The nine golden dragons were surrounded by a vast and majestic ancient demonic aura, their dragon eyes were majestic, and their dragon claws were sharp!
The domineering aura of an ancient race swept across the world!
Nine golden dragons circled once in the sky, then joined together, coiling in the sky and outlining an ancient, mysterious, and overwhelmingly powerful trapping and killing formation.
The instant the formation took shape...
The nine golden dragons slowly became transparent, and their spiritual light continuously converged and condensed towards the center.
At the center of the array, surrounded by nine dragons, a tiny golden dot of light quietly appeared.
As a continuous stream of primal power flowed in,
The golden light spot grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In a matter of moments!
The golden light expanded into a perfectly round, thick, and radiant golden sphere.
At this moment, the nine golden dragons, linked end to end, let out a final, long, resounding roar that shook the heavens and the earth.
The sound was tragic and resolute.
Then all nine dragons transformed into torrents of golden light and disappeared into the golden sphere.
The brilliance faded, and the world gradually quieted down.
In mid-air, the golden sphere floated silently, its surface swirling with patterns.
Nine lifelike, majestic, and domineering golden dragon phantoms coiled and swirled around each other.
Lifelike and vivid, as if they were alive.
This is the Flood Dragon Pearl, which embodies the entire essence of the Nine Flood Dragons Controlling the Heavens Diagram!
The moment the dragon pearl took shape...
A terrifying, overwhelming power surged a hundredfold, sweeping across the entire battlefield.
The air was completely compressed and stagnant, and the void collapsed layer by layer.
This strike possesses unparalleled power that can shake the heavens and earth and tear apart mountains and rivers.
next moment,
The golden dragon pearl transformed into an extreme golden light that pierced the sky, its speed exceeding the limits of a Nascent Soul cultivator's thinking and vision. With an unstoppable destructive force, it crashed fiercely into the human race's stable front-line formation!
boom--!!!
The earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the four corners of the earth!
The human race's array light barrier, which was originally as solid as a rock and had remained intact despite countless impacts, was instantly torn open with a narrow crack tens of feet long!
A fierce, malevolent wind and violent energy surged wildly in from the crack.
The formation immediately trembled violently.
The human cultivators guarding the area around the rift in the formation had no time to react before they were instantly engulfed and vaporized by the terrifying aftershocks of the explosion!
The remains were never found, vanished without a trace.
The moment the great formation was damaged...
Cheng Buzheng's avatar, which was guarding the entire front-line formation of the human race, suddenly trembled, and his face instantly turned ashen, devoid of any color.
A violent, domineering backlash, imbued with the rich essence of laws, surged wildly into the body along the array's veins, recklessly crashing into and destroying the surrounding spiritual veins.
Under normal circumstances, he could simply withdraw and sever his spiritual connection with the array to avoid this fatal backlash.
But once he gets away, the great formation, which has lost its support, will collapse completely in an instant!
At that time, the human defenses will completely collapse.
To protect the great formation and defend the human race's front line...
Cheng Buzheng's Dharma body could only grit his teeth and endure it, forcibly accepting and suppressing the surging and violent backlash.
After a long time,
His violently trembling body gradually stabilized, his surging blood and qi slowly calmed down, and his pale face gradually regained its rosy color.
He appeared to have stabilized his injuries and was completely fine.
However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear...
The spiritual energy flowing around this Dharma body has weakened considerably compared to its previous state, no longer at its peak.
This is enough to show how domineering and terrifying the backlash power that contained the origin of the law was just now.
Cheng Buzheng's avatar frowned deeply, his eyes filled with solemnity, as he rapidly analyzed the situation in his mind:
"The backlash just now contained a pure and profound power of the fundamental laws."
Currently, no Nascent Soul Demon Lords are making a move on the demon battlefield.
This power of law must be the result of the top demon race utilizing their inherited resources.
"It seems that the main body's secret hunting of half-demon beings has been discovered by the top experts of the demon race."
Knowing they were outmatched, they began to desperately try to break through the enemy's defenses, even at the cost of their clan's very foundation.
"The main body must be even faster to wipe out all the demon race half-saints!"
Otherwise, if such a trump card attack containing the essence of the law were to come several more times, my Dharma body guarding the great formation would be powerless to withstand it and would be destroyed by the backlash sooner or later.
When the great formation breaks down and the frontline defenses collapse, all of humanity's plans will be in vain!
In the blink of an eye,
Cheng Buzheng no longer hesitated. The remaining power of the laws within his body surged wildly and ceaselessly, pouring into the damaged formation through his meridians.
The vast and pure power of the laws of humanity continuously nourished the great formation, and the originally torn, narrow cracks healed and closed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The swaying light curtain stabilized again.
A flash of inspiration returned.
The remaining demon cultivators outside the formation paled in shock upon seeing the formation rapidly repaired…
Unable to contain themselves any longer, they transformed into streaks of light of various colors and rushed into the not-yet-completely-closed rift in the formation, engaging in close combat with the human cultivators.
In the blink of an eye,
The sounds of fierce clashes of weapons, roars of battle, and explosions of spiritual energy resounded from within the array's light barrier.
The flames of war spread completely into the interior of the great formation.
High above, the Golden Dragon Clan's Half-Venerable watched this scene, a cold, sinister smile appearing on his aged face, his eyes filled with ruthlessness:
"I'd like to see how long your human race's great formation can hold out!"
It can withstand several backlashes from its underlying strength!
I refuse to believe you can remain undefeated forever!
The voice has not fallen,
He condensed his hand seals again, and a flash of light appeared in his palm. A golden mirror, entirely gilded and engraved with dragon patterns, suddenly appeared.
"burst!"
The cold, sharp shout fell...
The golden mirror exploded in mid-air, turning into countless golden fragments of light.
A massive, fanged, and menacing golden dragon phantom roared out from the shattered light, carrying immense demonic power, attempting to once again attack the repairing array.
Just as the Golden Flood Dragon Clan's Half-Saint was rapidly manipulating his hands, forming complex hand seals, preparing to control the illusory dragon to launch a fatal attack...
A detached, aloof voice, tinged with a hint of mockery, suddenly resounded throughout the land.
Piercing through all the noise of battle:
"Your Golden Dragon Clan is indeed very wealthy!"
The successive use of such precious spiritual treasures, all as disposable consumables to self-destruct and break the formation, has truly broadened my horizons.
The voice has not fallen,
The air in the entire world suddenly froze, and every inch of space was filled with an incomparably sharp and severable sword intent that could cut through everything.
The oppressive force instantly locked down the surrounding space.
This sealed off all escape routes for the Golden Dragon Clan's Half-Saints.
The Golden Dragon Clan's half-saint's pupils shrank suddenly, and a huge wave of shock surged in his heart. He was about to activate his secret technique to escape and fight back desperately, but it was already too late.
call out!
next moment.
A huge dragon's head suddenly tumbled down from the sky, spraying blood across the heavens.
The enormous golden dragon's body below lost its spiritual power support and crashed heavily, causing the earth to tremble.
The last vestige of consciousness of the Golden Dragon Clan's Half-Venerable One was nothing but endless astonishment and bewilderment:
"This...this is my true form?!"
The thought completely vanished...
His soul was severed instantly, his consciousness plunged into eternal darkness, and he perished on the spot.
In the boundless void, Cheng Buzheng stood quietly, looking down at the group of dumbfounded and horrified demon cultivators below.
He raised his hand and waved it lightly, a beam of spiritual light swept out, swiftly taking away the magical treasure left behind by the half-deity of the Golden Dragon Clan after his fall.
He paid no attention to the panicked and weak demon lords and generals below, and was too lazy to bother to clean them up.
With a flash, his afterimage vanished, and he disappeared once more into the vast void, heading to other battlefields.
Time passed slowly, and the battle continued to unfold.
Half-Saint level experts from all sides of the demon race's battlefields have fallen one after another and withered away!
Without the support of top-tier combat power, the demon army's offensive became increasingly weak and fragmented.
The morale of the army completely collapsed.
They were no longer able to launch a fierce attack.
period!
Cheng Buzheng's avatar, guarding the great formation, endured the backlash of the laws brought about by the three eruptions of the demon race's power in order to stabilize the defense and repair the damage to the formation.
The damage became increasingly severe, and the vitality grew increasingly weak.
call out--!!
A sharp, unparalleled cyan sword light slashed through the sky.
Swift as thunder, powerful as a rainbow.
The Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan's elder had no time to react before his body was cleaved in two by the sword light.
Demon blood gushed out, and life was instantly extinguished.
Standing in mid-air, Cheng Buzheng's avatar witnessed the fall of the last demon race half-saint...
A long-lost look of relief finally appeared in his eyes.
My tense mind completely relaxed.
He murmured to himself:
"All the demon race half-saints have been wiped out, and the threat has been eliminated."
Now there's finally nothing to worry about.
"..." (End of this chapter)