The Fires of War Spread, Reinforcements Descend from the Heavens

Cloud Province.

Before the reconstruction of the Heavenly Immortal Sect was fully completed, it was attacked once again by the Rakshasa Race.

It can be said to be the most tragic superpower.

Now.

The mountain gate was bombed and collapsed again.

Countless Rakshasa Race flapped their wings and soared in.

"These demons are too physically powerful! Mystic Artifact can't even scratch them; only Spirit Artifact can break through their defenses!"

Some disciples looked helplessly at the swords and blades that had been chipped and dulled.

Their cultivation level was not high, and they could only fight against these Rakshasa Race by relying on powerful Spirit Artifact.

But where are we supposed to get so many Spirit Artifacts?

As for those at the Earth Martial Realm and above, they no longer rely on Spirit Artifact and can break through the physical bodies of the Rakshasa Race with their True Essence Power.

"Retreat to the back of the mountain!"

The Heavenly Immortal Sect Master slashed out a crescent moon shape with his sword.

Sword Qi surged.

They slaughtered over a hundred Rakshasa Race.

But soon...

The Rakshasa demons at the Heavenly Martial Realm swarmed forward to attack.

The Heavenly Immortal Sect Master struggled to hold them off.

The high-ranking elders of the Heavenly Immortal Sect also fought valiantly.

They were filled with immense grief.

Is the Heavenly Immortal Sect going to fall again, just like it did with the Holy Alliance?

Suddenly.

A rain of arrows fell from the sky.

Countless Rakshasa Race demons were pierced through the flesh by those arrows. Under this dense rain of arrows, their powerful bodies seemed as fragile as a piece of paper.

"This is... Spirit Artifact- grade arrow?"

Who is so generous?

There are indeed Spirit Artifact- grade bows and arrows, but the arrows themselves are also Spirit Artifact- grade, and there are so many of them—it's simply astonishing!

The powerful figures from the Heavenly Immortal Sect turned around to look.

All I saw was...

On a hillside not far away, a group of young disciples Dragon-Seeking Sect's attire rested their hands on bowstrings.

Under a barrage of arrows.

The demons of the Rakshasa Race fell like wheat being harvested.

The pressure on the Heavenly Immortal Sect has been greatly reduced.

But.

Rear of the Rakshasa Race army.

A hideously ugly demon stared resentfully at the hillside where the disciples of the Dragon-Seeking Sect were located.

He is one of the seven great demons of the Rakshasa Race.

Ghost-Faced Demon General!

Saint Realm Early Stage of Sainthood.

Suddenly.

With a flap of his wings, he boldly flew towards that hillside.

The disciples of the Dragon-Seeking Sect remained completely calm.

The Ghost-Faced Demon General felt a chill run down his spine.

I had a bad feeling.

Buzz!

At this moment.

A blood-red blade of light slashed from his side.

In an instant, one of his wings was broken.

"Even the Saint of the Rakshasa Race are nothing special..."

The Butcher let out a low sigh.

The Ghost-Faced Demon General let out a miserable howl, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Nether Ghost Claw!

The Ghost-Faced Demon General lunged at the Butcher, its ghostly claws gleaming with a chilling light.

The Butcher held his knife across his chest.

It deflected that tricky attack.

The Ghost-Faced Demon General became excited and roared, "If I devour your Blood Qi, it will be enough to double my power!"

"I'm sorry, you're out of luck..."

The Butcher's eyes were sharp, and he held his knife in both hands, suddenly unleashing a blood-red storm.

The Ghost-Faced Demon General a wicked laugh.

Its body suddenly swelled up, reaching a height of a hundred feet in an instant.

It resembled a ferocious beast that devoured people.

The Ghost-Faced Demon General's roar shook the heavens and the earth, shattering all the stone pillars of the surrounding mountain gate.

A terrifying sound wave spread outwards.

But it was torn apart by the blood-red storm.

"What a terrifying knife!"

Knowing the opponent's strength, the Ghost-Faced Demon General dared not linger in battle. He opened his mouth and inhaled, sending a giant rock hurtling towards the Heavenly Immortal Sect's crowd.

The Butcher's eyes trembled.

The horizontal inscription reads, "One cut."

It shattered the rock.

However, this gap was enough for the Ghost-Faced Demon General to escape.

Although he escaped.

However, the Heavenly Immortal Sect defended its mountain gate and, with the help of the Dragon-Seeking Sect disciples and the Butcher, annihilated over a thousand Rakshasa Race demons.

Morale soared.

The members of the Heavenly Immortal Sect clasped their hands in gratitude to the Butcher and the disciples of the Dragon-Seeking Sect.

So what if it's a demon?

In today's Nine Provinces Realm, powerful figures emerge in great numbers.

The newly promoted Saint of the Heavenly Lake Purgatory Slaughter God is terrifying in combat. Although both are at the Saint Realm Early Stage, he was able to make that demon flee in terror.

At this time, Heavenly Lake was at its most powerful.

And then there's the Dragon-Seeking Sect, which has emerged out of nowhere and created miracles time and again.

Nine Provinces fears no challenge!

On the land of Lan Province.

Forests, lakes, plains, and mountains are all shrouded in demonic smoke. Once humans inhale this smoke, their Blood Qi gradually withers and decays.

Even cultivators wouldn't last long.

Inside the Heaven-Praying Hall, everyone was in a state of utter chaos.

They are the guardians of Lan Province, but they are still at a loss as to how to deal with this demonic smoke.

The Human Race cultivators were constantly being defeated amidst the demonic smoke.

The Rakshasa Race, however, grew stronger with each battle.

As one side gains and the other loses, so too does the other.

Lan Province will suffer utter destruction.

Fortunately, no demons of the Saint Realm descended upon Lan Province.

This time, he commanded the Rakshasa Race of Lan Province.

He was merely a demon at the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Even so, it was not something the Heaven-Praying Hall could contend with.

Boom!

Boom!

Heaven-Praying Hall.

The thunderous sounds of the Rakshasa Race attacking the sect's protective formation echoed through the air.

The head of the Heaven-Praying Hall had a somber expression.

The three deputy hall masters, including Poison Venerable and Venerable Mei, were also at their wits' end.

The Heaven-Praying Hall is merely a minor, insignificant force among the super powers.

Their strength is vastly different from that of the powerful forces with deep foundations in Central Province.

In the entire Heaven-Praying Hall, only the Hall Master and the previous Hall Master possessed the Heaven Martial Realm cultivation level.

Sizzle!

The sect's protective formation shattered.

The demonic army of the Rakshasa Race, smelling the abundance of fresh flesh and blood, swarmed in en masse.

The old master of the Heaven-Praying Hall, his eyes filled with anger, said sorrowfully, "Fight to the death!"

The Poison Venerable and other powerful figures from the Heaven-Praying Hall charged forward to meet the attack.

At this moment.

A dazzling spear light burst forth.

It was so dazzling it almost blinded both sides.

A moment later, the figure holding the gleaming silver spear could be clearly seen.

This man is very handsome.

White face and white crown.

It was just about to Jiangli.

He swept his Soul -Soul-Seizer Spear across the room.

Rows of Rakshasa Race demons were splattered with blood.

He wasn't the only one.

Behind the Rakshasa Race, a group of strangely-looking powerful individuals rushed over.

Among them were fish-men, stone men, soybean men...

Although they have unusual appearances.

But their combat strength is formidable.

They all possessed combat strength at the Earth Martial Realm.

There were also dozens of the Martial Venerable Realm experts.

They held jade gourds, from which gushed forth water from the Heavenly Lake, purifying the surrounding demonic smoke.

"It's the Dragon-Seeking Sect! It's reinforcements from the Dragon-Seeking Sect!"

The eyes of the Hall Master of the Heaven-Praying Hall shone brightly.

After Jiangli a Rakshasa demon at the Heavenly Martial Realm with a single spear thrust, he said calmly:

"The Surprise Troops Battalion on the orders of our lord, have come to wipe out the Rakshasa Race Lan Province!"

Thank you!

The Heaven-Praying Hall Master was visibly agitated. He couldn't help but recall the various things he had done to the Dragon-Seeking Sect, and felt deeply ashamed.

With the aid of this surprise force, all the powerful figures of the Heaven-Praying Hall charged towards the Rakshasa Race army.

Spirit Province.

The Great Yan Imperial Dynasty.

Overnight, peace and tranquility were shattered.

The demons of the Rakshasa Race descended from the sky, tearing apart the defenses of several cities, and countless civilians perished in their clutches.

The imperial army was completely powerless against those ferocious demons.

Inside the imperial palace.

Bai Qingluo paced back and forth, her face showing anxiety.

The reason the palace is still safe and sound is because an incredibly powerful demon has descended upon the city walls, causing the Rakshasa Race army to surround it without attacking.

That demon coveted the population within the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty and attempted to control the entire Human Race of the dynasty. In addition, the demon had taken a liking to Bai Qingluo's beauty.

Therefore.

Bai Qingluo was given half a day to consider.

Alternatively, they could immediately annihilate the entire Great Yan Imperial Dynasty, leaving no trace of its former inhabitants.

Alternatively, he could force Bai Qingluo to submit to him in exchange for a brief respite within the imperial territory, thus keeping the entire Great Yan Imperial Dynasty under his control.