The Devil Master Descends, One Sword Shatters the Enemy!

Another half-month passed.

On this day, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened.

Dense black clouds gathered from nowhere, covering the entire Demon Extermination Holy City!

The clouds were pitch-black, as if they could drip ink, completely blocking out the sunlight, leaving heaven and earth in gloom.

Immediately after, the ground began to tremble violently, as if an ancient earth dragon were turning over. Rocks rolled down the slopes, cave dwellings in the valleys shook, and the runes on the walls of the Quiet Chamber flickered unsteadily!

"What's going on?!"

"It's Demonic Energy! The Demonic Energy in the fissures has grown stronger!"

Cultivators within the Holy City flew out of their dwellings one after another, hovering in midair, gazing down at the Abyssal Fissures below with solemn expressions.

Bai Ye also walked out of his small courtyard, looked up at the sky, and furrowed his brows slightly.

"This commotion is several times fiercer than the last Abyssal Invasion. Clearly, the scale of the Devil Race this time far exceeds before!"

A cultivator said with a grim face.

The tremors lasted for the time it takes an incense stick to burn before slowly subsiding.

But the dark clouds still shrouded the sky, showing no sign of dispersing.

Then, from the hundreds of Abyssal Fissures below, black Demonic Energy surged violently, and countless hideous Devil Race creatures crawled out from the cracks!

Some were human-bodied with beast heads, wielding bone blades, exuding the aura of the Primordial Core Realm!

Others were covered in black armor, three zhang tall, with a presence reaching the Profound Comprehension Realm!

A few massive Devil Race creatures climbed out from the hundred-li-wide main fissure, their bodies wreathed in dense Demonic Energy, radiating the oppressive pressure of the Nascent Soul Realm!

The Devil Race let out piercing roars and charged toward the Holy City, black Demonic Energy spreading like a tide, instantly engulfing the plains below the city.

Just then.

A voice, deep and resonant like a great bell, rang through the entire city: "Fellow Daoists! The Abyssal passage has fully opened, and the Devil Race army is upon us!"

"Follow me to suppress them, for the Wild Domain, for the Heavenly Profound Continent!"

It was the voice of the Sect Master of Wasteland Heaven Divine Sect!

He was a Peak Nascent Soul powerhouse, wielding a top-grade Heaven-tier cultivation technique.

Rumor had it that he had once withstood a strike from a Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivator and survived—his combat strength was immense!

"Kill!"

The next moment, countless streams of golden light shot out from the depths of the Holy City—the cultivators of Wasteland Heaven Divine Sect!

Clad in Golden Battle Armor and wielding enchanted weapons, they charged toward the Devil Race army. Golden spiritual light clashed with black Demonic Energy, erupting in earth-shaking thunder.

"Bai Ye, you few at the Profound Comprehension Realm, head to the small fissure on the east side and hold the line!"

The Second Elder's voice came. He and Sect Master Su Wenxuan stood in midair, their gazes sweeping over Bai Ye and the other Profound Comprehension cultivators, their tone grave. "Remember, don't overextend yourselves. If you can't match them, retreat immediately!"

Before his words faded, Su Wenxuan and the Second Elder transformed into two streaks of light, flying toward the hundred-li-wide main fissure.

There, a Nascent Soul-level Devil Race general was roaring as it charged out, requiring Nascent Soul Realm experts to contend with it.

Bai Ye exchanged glances with the other Profound Comprehension cultivators, then summoned their weapons and flew toward the small fissure on the east side.

The battle to exterminate the demons had officially begun.

Eastern region of the Demon Extermination Holy City.

A ten-li-long Abyssal Fissure stretched across the plains.

The ground at the fissure's edge was already cracked, and the scorched black rocks were crusted with fragments of black demonic crystals—remnants of past battles.

Now, the Demonic Energy surging from the fissure was no longer a trickling stream as before, but a roaring black tidal wave, gushing forth violently!

The waves were laced with piercing shrieks, as if countless fiends lurked within!

Sizzle—!

Where the Demonic Energy touched the ground, even the tough "demon-resistant grass" withered instantly, emitting a charred, rotting stench that made one want to retch.

"Roar!"

With a deafening bellow, thousands of Devil Race creatures burst out from the fissure!

The dozen or so Demon Generals at the forefront were especially conspicuous.

Some were human-bodied with tiger heads, clad in dark bone armor, gripping bloodstained bone blades wreathed in black Wind Blades, exuding the pressure of the Early Profound Comprehension Realm!

Others were covered entirely in scales, clearly at the Mid Profound Comprehension level!

Two of the most massive Demon Generals, over four zhang tall, were actually Late Profound Comprehension War Demons!

Behind the Demon Generals, dense ranks of Primordial Core Realm Devil Race surged like a flood!

Some wielded crude weapons, others fought with bare flesh, their eyes gleaming with bloodthirsty crimson as they charged toward the human cultivators.

As if they saw delicious prey!

"Fellow Daoists, hold the line!"

A late Profound Comprehension elder from the Azure Water Sect bellowed, his voice cutting through the chaos.

He was the first to summon an Azure Water Longsword, its blade-light cascading like a waterfall as it slashed toward the vanguard Demon Soldiers.

The four Profound Comprehension elders of the Azure Cloud Sect also sprang into action.

Some deployed defensive techniques, condensing azure shields to guard the low-ranking disciples behind them.

Others unleashed spiritual artifacts, sending streaks of light to pierce and slay the Devil Race.

Still others cast wide-area arts—flames, ice spikes, and thunderbolts wove together like a storm, repelling the Devil Race's assault.

Bai Ye mingled among the crowd, a faint azure sword-light shimmering around him.

He deliberately suppressed his cultivation to the peak of Profound Comprehension, the Purple Firmament Sword in his hand trembling lightly. A single beam of sword-light shot forth, striking precisely at the two late Profound Comprehension War Demons.

"Clang!"

The sword-light collided with the left War Demon's bone spur, producing a piercing metallic screech.

The War Demon, stung by the pain, roared and swung its bone spur in retaliation. Black Demonic Energy spread along the spur, attempting to corrode Bai Ye's sword-light.

Bai Ye shifted his footing slightly, silently activating Wind Chasing Shadow Stepping. His form moved like a ghost, evading the attack, while another sword-light lashed out, aiming straight for the War Demon's throat.

The Poison Demon on the right saw this and spat a stream of ink-green venom. The venom split into dozens of poison arrows midair, shooting toward Bai Ye's back.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Bai Ye twisted his wrist. The sword-light swung back in defense, shattering every poison arrow.

These Devil Race fighters are indeed a cut above cultivators of the same rank, and they can amplify themselves with Demonic Energy. No wonder they're so hard to deal with.

Bai Ye assessed inwardly, his peripheral vision sweeping across the battlefield.

An Azure Cloud Sect Core Formation disciple was surrounded by three Demon Soldiers. His left arm was already slashed, blood streaming down, and he was on the verge of dying under their claws.

Bai Ye's eyes flickered. A thin thread of sword-light shot out, streaking like a meteor, and in an instant pierced the heads of all three Demon Soldiers.

The disciple froze for a moment, then snapped back to reality. He cupped his hands in thanks toward Bai Ye's direction before turning back to continue fighting.

With Bai Ye covertly holding back the two strongest Demon Generals, the battlefield quickly stabilized.

The Profound Comprehension cultivators worked in seamless coordination, sometimes pressing the attack, sometimes falling back to defend, handling everything with ease.

The Core Formation disciples formed formations, cleaning up the stray Demon Soldiers. Black Demonic Energy and multicolored spiritual light interwove, the roar of explosions never ceasing.

It seemed that before long, this batch of Devil Race would be easily cleared.

But just then, the Abyssal Fissures suddenly trembled violently!

Rumble!

The next moment.

The Demonic Energy within the fissure surged explosively!

Black waves churned with increasing ferocity, even causing faint ripples in the surrounding space!

A presence far more terrifying than any Demon General before slowly rose from the depths of the fissure.

That presence carried an overwhelming pressure, causing the spiritual energy of every cultivator present to stagnate, making even breathing difficult.

"Th-That... what is that?!" A Profound Comprehension cultivator from the Azure Water Sect turned pale, pointing at the fissure, his voice trembling.

A figure, five meters tall, slowly emerged from the surging waves of Demonic Energy.

Its entire body was clad in dark-gold demonic armor, engraved with twisted demonic patterns. Each pattern shimmered with dense Demonic Energy!

Its head was triangular, its eyes two blood-red demonic crystals radiating a bloodthirsty gleam!

Its hands had transformed into massive claws, the tips gleaming with a cold light. With a light clench, the sound of air being crushed could be heard!

This was none other than a Nascent Soul Realm Devil Master!

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