A Great Melee

The heavens split open with web-like black cracks. Hua Qiang stood atop a cloud pillar that reached the sky, twelve blood-red patterns spinning endlessly beneath his feet.

Six enormous vortices behind him swallowed and spewed all manner of dark matter energy.

Time Reversal!

With a single time skill, Hua Qiang slowed the energy arrows fired by the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, even sending them flowing backward.

Seizing the opportunity, he gave the order to charge.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Brothers and sisters, the time has come to die for our master! Kill every last one of those trash!"

Tens of thousands of Asuras erupted from the boiling sea of blood. Their thousand-zhang demonic wings blotted out the sky and sun, while the blood moon scimitars in their hands dripped with Jiu You cold poison.

The Hungry Ghost legion followed close behind. Tens of thousands of pale arms stretched out from Void Rifts, while twisted faces opened and closed eerily between the gaps in those arms, unleashing shrieks that set teeth on edge.

At the same time, the clouds exploded with a thunderous boom, and mountain-sized demonic beasts charged forth atop surging lava.

Wherever the poisonous smoke spewed by the Nine-Headed Chiwen passed, the clouds instantly turned into black water.

Kui Niu, engulfed in Netherworld Ghost Fire, came charging forward. Every Trample left a footprint a thousand zhang deep in the earth.

The Human Race soldiers wore heavy black-iron armor and stood upon flying swords. As their formation flags waved, their sword formation transformed into a dazzling river of stars.

Divine Race Warriors stood crowned in spiritual radiance, wielding Sun-Moon Divine Halberds. Ancient divine runes floated behind them, every line containing World-destroying power.

On the other side, Heavenly Emperor Xing Ming wore a gilded imperial robe and stood atop the Nine Heavens