In the western part of the Primordial World, hundreds of billions of Demon Domain troops, clad in black armor and carrying banners that billowed with black miasma, advanced east under the command of the Demon Domain's ten great generals, including Bloodfiend.
Hundreds of billions of troops gathered together, forming a boundless black ocean that stretched beyond sight. Their battle cries shook the heavens and the earth, and the entire Primordial World trembled.
The banners that billowed with black miasma had been refined by Luo Hou over hundreds of thousands of years from countless materials gathered by the Demon Domain. The demonic energy they released could replenish the troops' depleted Magic Power, weaken their enemies, and even corrupt cultivators outside the Demon Domain, turning them into members of its army.
The dense ranks of the Demon Domain army released demonic energy that gathered overhead into banks of dark, leaden clouds. Wherever the army went, the clouds followed, adding to its already fearsome presence.
The Demon Domain army was different from the allied forces of the Six Great Sacred Dynasties. The Six Great Sacred Dynasties sought mainly to seize territory and resources, while the Demon Domain army slaughtered every cultivator who refused to submit. Those who weren't killed were corrupted and joined the army of their own accord.
Slaughter and assimilation were the Demon Domain army's guiding principles.
Like a raging tide, the Demon Domain army surged toward the eastern part of the Primordial World, its center, sweeping away every faction and every cultivator along the way. Wherever the army passed, corpses littered the ground and blood flowed.
No one in the entire Western Region escaped. In a short time, the vast west had turned from paradise into hell—a vast field of slaughter, with the whole land stained crimson.
As the army advanced, the black banners continuously absorbed the Blood Qi and souls from the battlefield. Their demonic energy grew denser, the clouds overhead thickened, and sunlight was almost completely blocked out.
As the demonic energy released by the banners grew stronger, it continually corrupted cultivators from outside the Demon Domain. As a result, the Demon Domain army not only failed to dwindle from battle casualties, it kept growing.
In the northern part of the Primordial World, at the heart of the Fierce Beast Domain,
tens of trillions of fierce beasts with glowing red eyes and savage auras poured out, shrieking and roaring as they surged toward the eastern part of the Primordial World.
These fierce beasts were consumed by bloodlust. Every living being they encountered was slaughtered, and they even fought and devoured one another as they went.
A giant eagle-like beast beat its wings as it tore into a beast it had just ripped apart. In an instant, another beast, resembling a tyrannosaur, seized it in its claws and ripped it to pieces.
Several dog-like beasts were attacking a snake-like beast when a passing leopard-like beast slaughtered them...
Scene after scene of savage carnage unfolded, each more gruesome than the last.
Everything that obstructed the beasts' advance was utterly destroyed. Towering trees were ripped from the ground, and mountain after mountain was leveled beneath the attacks of countless beasts...
The merciless slaughter by the Fierce Beast Domain and the Demon Domain army had killed hundreds of billions of cultivators in the Primordial World in a short time. A faint crimson haze hung over the entire world.
Large numbers of cultivators emerged from the deep mountains and forests. Faced with the sweeping destruction wrought by the Fierce Beast Domain and the Demon Domain, no one could escape. Hiding in a cave dwelling meant waiting to die in nine cases out of ten.
Most cultivators realized that their only hope of survival was to unite and mount a concerted counterattack. If everyone only looked after their own doorstep and ignored their neighbors' troubles, they would all be wiped out in the end.
So most cultivators across the Primordial World flew toward its eastern part, hoping to join the Six Great Sacred Dynasties, the Three Clans Alliance, and the Eastern and Western Alliances in resisting the Fierce Beast Domain and the Demon Domain.
The Demon Domain army and the Fierce Beast Domain army swept all before them as they crossed millions upon millions of miles, slaughtering countless lives. Corpses piled into mountains, blood stained the azure sky, and the sun and moon vanished from sight.
"Stop!"
"Stop!"
The armies of the two domains finally met at the eastern border. Two majestic commands rang out from above, and both the savage Demon Domain army and the ferocious beasts gradually halted, not daring to disobey.
Above the Demon Domain army, a black-haired young man with indistinct features stepped down from the clouds, one step at a time, as if invisible stairs hung in the air. Behind him, the enormous phantom of a ten-thousand-zhang-tall demon god roared incessantly, while bolts of lightning crashed down around it. Its might was overwhelming.
Behind the beast army, a purple-haired man appeared as well. His sword-straight eyebrows pointed into the heavens, and his face was resolute. Even standing motionless in midair, he commanded an overwhelming presence—as if he were the protagonist of heaven and earth, the center of all things. His bearing was utterly domineering.
"Beast Emperor Shen Ni!"
"Demon Ancestor Luo Hou!"
As the names rang out, two earth-shaking auras surged against the heavens. In an instant, the winds and clouds reversed, the earth split apart, and mountain after mountain shattered.
"Hiss..."
Under the force of those two peerless auras, even the stable space cracked open, forming a Space Storm. The sunlight in the area was shredded as well, breaking into scattered patches.
The Space Storm had no effect on the two powerhouses. Gradually, two cyclones stretched from heaven to earth around Luo Hou and Shen Ni, shredding everything nearby.
Two waves of crushing pressure fell upon the armies of both domains. Tens of trillions of fierce beasts and hundreds of billions of Demon Domain troops could barely lift their heads.
The Grand Unity Golden Immortals of the Demon Domain and the Fierce Beast Domain stared in stunned disbelief. "Damn it, are they really Grand Unity Golden Immortals? A Grand Unity Golden Immortal could be killed with a single finger in front of these two!" Many of them cursed inwardly.
Their auras alone had shattered space. The powerhouses of both domains were shaken to the core, but at the same time, this filled them with confidence in the coming battle.
"You really have reached this stage as well," Luo Hou said. Two crimson beams of light suddenly shot from his indistinct face as he stared at Beast Emperor Shen Ni.
"Likewise," Beast Emperor Shen Ni murmured. "Hongjun and Yang Mei won't let us have our way so easily. They both survived the Great Tribulation of Creation—they're not easy opponents."
"Haha! As long as that one doesn't intervene, our chances are pretty good," Luo Hou said confidently, glancing down at the armies below.
"Exactly. As long as the two of us keep them occupied and that one stays out of it, we have a very good chance." Beast Emperor Shen Ni looked at the tens of trillions of beasts behind him, just as confident.
By then, most of the cultivators in the Primordial World had gathered in the east. The Six Great Sacred Dynasties, the Eastern and Western Alliances, and even the retired Three Clans Alliance all took this seriously. They sent out their troops and joined forces with the cultivators, forming an allied army of six hundred billion. After all, if the Demon Domain and the Fierce Beast Domain gained the upper hand, they would never spare these factions.
The six-hundred-billion-strong allied army filled the sky like a dense swarm of locusts as it flew rapidly toward the eastern border. Li Yi, among their ranks, couldn't help feeling his blood surge.
In his previous life, even battle scenes involving tens of thousands of people in movies had been breathtaking. So how could one describe a battle involving tens of trillions of fierce beasts and nearly a trillion cultivators?
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