Facing the menacing advance of the demonic army, not only the mortal soldiers of Great Han, but also the disciples of every sect felt somewhat intimidated.
Before the battle had even begun, they were already a notch weaker in terms of momentum.
"Wasn't that a little too much nonsense?"
Xiao Boxu of Qingxuan Mountain stepped forward and rebuked them, "If you truly had such ability, would you still need to come here and urge our surrender?!"
"Old Xiao."
Ancient Demon Race Elder Suili Yan took a step forward, his nostrils flaring as he spoke. "Last time at Lugou Mountain, count yourselves lucky you ran fast. This time, I'll pull out your bones and refine them into artifacts!"
"You old bastard! Stop wagging your tongue here! Do you think we have no way to deal with you just because your hide is thick?!"
Xiao Boxu formed a hand seal and drew a flying sword from the void.
The blade had been forged from Thousand-Year Profound Light Jade Marrow. Liquid golden radiance flowed across its entire body; its edge was three fingers wide and possessed the translucent texture of glazed glass. Streams of Golden Seal Script erupted from the sword's spine like golden stars.
Spirit treasure, the Profound Light Golden Firmament Sword.
He transformed into a streak of light and shot straight toward the enemy formation.
"Good!"
Suili Yan stomped down, seeming like a mountain soaring into the air. The cracks across his skin lit up with a molten glow. Black Iron Chains coiled around his brawny arms, their ends linked to an enormous axe blade.
Spirit treasure, the Dragon Coiling Soul-Splitting Axe!
He swung the iron chains. The Soul Splitting Axe spun through the air, forming a massive vortex that churned the sea of clouds upside down. It then condensed into