Immortal Martial: Starting in Reality, I Pushed Across the Two Worlds, Part 762

On the battlefield below, a human cultivator gripped a ghost-headed saber, his hair and beard bristling. Though he was only at the Yuan Core Realm, he had carved out a world of his own through sheer force, his face twisted into a ghastly snarl like a vengeful ghost.

He feared none of the powerful demons before him. Feeling his Yuan Power run dry, with no strength left to fight, he knew he had ventured deep into enemy lines and could not wait for his fellow cultivators to come to his aid. Resolutely, he ignited his cultivation and roared with laughter as he charged into the demon ranks.

"Today, I avenge the massacre of my household!"

"May our human race grow ever more prosperous, and our martial path flourish!"

Boom!

Amid the violent explosion, a vast swath of nearby demons was caught in the blast. Limbs flew through the air, and the human cultivators' battle cries melded with the carnage, turning the field into a scene of slaughter.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three hundred and sixty-five grand arrays roared into action. Powerful blasts surged from them, carrying the momentum of heaven and earth. With Dao Lords stationed within the formations, every place their attacks swept through became the end of countless demons' lives.

Space shattered, and Dao Rhyme swirled.

This was a battlefield of iron and blood.

Even True Lords of the Nirvana Realm could perish here, their Dao extinguished.

Humans were slain by demons, sometimes swallowed whole and chewed to pieces. Demons were cut down by humans, their souls crushed along with them.

In battles of this scale, life was worth next to nothing.

The formations rumbled as they poured out attacks without regard for the cost. The demons, hastily assembled to begin with, were driven back step by step