In the Mountain and Sea Realm, the calamity qi of seven tribulations surged, tore, and collided wildly between heaven and earth like seven raging dragons.
The scarlet of the Calamity of Ferocious Beasts, the azure of the Dragon-Han Tribulation, the gray-black of the Dao-Devil War.
The purple-black of the Witch-Demon Tribulation, the gold-gray of the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, the dark gold of the Journey to the West Tribulation.
And the black-gold of the newly added Buddhist-Demonic Tribulation.
The seven colors of calamity qi intertwined, staining the entire sky into a twisted, hideous painting.
On the battlefield in the Cangwu Mountain Range, the slaughter between the ferocious beasts and the three Dragon-Han races had reached a fever pitch.
Gu Diao's blood-colored wings were shredded by the Chi Dragon clan's enormous waves, and Zheng's howls were drowned out by Bi Fang's flames.
Qiongqi's claws and Taowu's fangs tore gash after gash through the ranks of the beast race.
Every inch of earth was soaked in blood, and every rock was covered in claw marks and sword scars.
The calamity qi of the Calamity of Ferocious Beasts and the Dragon-Han Tribulation continually canceled each other out and dissipated amid the slaughter, like two raging fires devouring one another.
Among the ruins of the ancient battlefield, the cultivators of the Dao-Devil War remained locked in combat with Tianqi's forces from the Journey to the West Tribulation.
Tianqi's forces had lost more than half their number, but the young tribesman still refused to give up.
On the battlefield, he had discovered combat instincts he had never possessed before, and had even begun learning to blend calamity qi into his sword intent.
The demon-corrupted cultivators and the righteous cultivators fought until heaven and earth went dark over those ruins.
Under the onslaught of the