Human Valley.
Fifty years had passed since the Human Emperor taught them his cultivation method, and the place was no longer the dilapidated refuge it had once been.
Huge stones had been stacked into sturdy walls, their surfaces carved with simple defensive Dao patterns.
On the Martial Arts Arena, shouts of battle rang through the air as tens of thousands of strong tribesmen trained.
They had no magical power, yet every punch they threw made the air boom, their vital energy burning fiercely like a blazing furnace.
Ye Xuan stood atop the city wall with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the thriving scene below.
Suddenly.
"Whoosh—"
A bone-chilling gale rose without warning.
The clear sky darkened in an instant. Rolling black clouds pressed in from the northern horizon.
They were no ordinary clouds, but killing clouds formed from dense demonic energy.
Within them, banners fluttered and demonic silhouettes flickered.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The dull beat of war drums resounded across heaven and earth, as if pounding on everyone's hearts.
A terrifying pressure belonging to a Golden Immortal Late Stage powerhouse crashed down on Human Valley like a Primordial Divine Mountain collapsing.
"Ah!"
Some of the weaker, acquired members of the human race turned pale beneath the pressure. It felt as if a boulder had been laid on their chests, making it difficult to breathe.
"Enemy attack! Everyone, prepare for battle!"
The warriors on watch blew their horns.
Suiren Shi, Youchaoshi, and Ziyishi, the Three Ancestors, appeared in midair in an instant.
Facing the demonic clouds that blotted out the sky, none of them showed the slightest fear. Instead, their fighting spirit soared.
"So this is a Golden Immortal's pressure?"
Suiren Shi gave a cold snort, his back ramrod straight.
"It's nothing compared to the Human Emperor's imperial might!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Three pillars of light shot up from the Three Ancestors.
Behind Suiren Shi, kindling flames spread across the wilderness, and the phantom of a Flame Great Emperor appeared, scorching the void.
Behind Youchaoshi, a divine palace stood firm over the world. His earth-yellow Great Emperor phantom was as solid as a mountain, shielding all the tribesmen behind him.
Behind Ziyishi, green winds swirled, and his ethereal Great Emperor phantom scattered most of the killing intent filling the sky.
With all three Great Emperor phantoms appearing at once, they managed to withstand Black Wind Demon King's Golden Immortal pressure and protect Human Valley behind them.
"Hm?"
Black Wind Demon King revealed himself atop the demonic clouds. Looking down, he studied the Three Ancestors with uncertainty.
"Three True Immortal Realm ants?"
"No... This aura... Why is it so strange?"
They clearly had not the slightest trace of magical power, yet their physical strength and vitality were astonishingly powerful. They could even stand against his pressure.
"I don't care what kind of freaks you are!"
Black Wind Demon King lost patience and swept his spear through the air.
"Men! Kill them!"
"Trample the human race! Leave no one alive!"
"Kill!"
The three hundred thousand demonic soldiers roared deafeningly. Like a black tide, they poured down from the clouds and charged at the human ranks.
"Warriors of the human race!"
A burning wooden staff appeared in Suiren Shi's hand. It was his Dao Proving Artifact.
"Show these beasts who the prey is!"
"Kill!"
The city gates swung wide.
The human army, already itching for battle, charged out like tigers released from their cages, rushing headlong into the demonic tide.
The two sides collided in an instant.
By the standards of the Primordial Wilderness, the human body was frail while demons were thick-skinned and tough. In a battle between equals, the human race was sure to die.
But today, that Iron Law was broken.
At one corner of the battlefield,
a human warrior with a cultivation level of only the Four Extremes Secret Realm was struck on the shoulder by a Wolf Demon's blade.
"Clang!"
A sharp metallic ring rang out.
The bone blade bit into his skin but left only a faint white mark. It hadn't even broken the skin.
"What?!"
The Wolf Demon's eyes widened. He wondered if he'd been given a fake blade.
"Die, bastard!"
The human warrior grinned fiercely and punched back.
A golden Fist Seal exploded in midair. It was pure Physical Body Strength, with no frills.
"Bang!"
The Wolf Demon's head burst like a rotten watermelon, spraying blood everywhere.
The same scene played out across the battlefield.
Every human who had cultivated the Human Body Secret Realm Method had turned themselves into a human-shaped weapon.
The churning Sea of Suffering provided endless power, the Dao Palace deities bolstered their Five Elements strength, and the Four Extremes forged their bodies into peerless vessels.
The little demons with only Earth Immortal or Heavenly Immortal cultivation had bodies they were proud of, but against the humans, they were pathetically fragile.
"This... This can't be!"
Watching the one-sided battle below, Black Wind Demon King could hardly believe his eyes.
His three hundred thousand soldiers were being beaten back by a bunch of humans without magical power?
"Damn it!"
Black Wind Demon King roared, unleashing the full power of his Golden Immortal Late Stage cultivation.
He stopped paying attention to the ordinary humans. His figure blurred, turning into a black whirlwind as he charged straight at the Three Ancestors.
"Take out their leader first!"
"Good! Come on!"
Suiren Shi laughed loudly and swung his Kindling Staff in a blur. It carried a heat that could Burn Heaven Boil Sea as he charged at Black Wind Demon King.
Youchaoshi and Ziyishi followed close behind, taking positions in a triangle around the demon king.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Fierce collisions rang out in midair.
The longer Black Wind Demon King fought, the more alarmed he became.
These three clearly weren't even Golden Immortals, yet their bodies were absurdly tough!
His black Killing Intent winds could barely cut their skin, and their vigorous vitality healed the wounds in the blink of an eye.
What's more, the three worked together with remarkable coordination. One attacked, one defended, and one moved freely around the battlefield.
They had actually managed to hold him, a mighty Golden Immortal Late Stage demon, in place!
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Black Wind Demon King's repeated attacks failed to break through, filling him with rage and humiliation.
He was a demon king of renown. If he couldn't even take down a few human leaders, how could he ever show his face again?
"A bunch of ants think I can't deal with you?"
A cruel glint flashed in Black Wind Demon King's eyes.
He suddenly opened his mouth wide.
"Hum!"
A jet-black pearl, radiating a terrifying aura of destruction, flew out of his mouth.
It was his Natal Demon Core!
The moment it appeared, the spiritual energy within a thousand miles was instantly drained.
A suffocating black storm quickly formed around the core, churning with countless wind blades. They were infused with Geng Metal Qi, enough to slice through metal and stone.
"Die!"
Black Wind Demon King roared and activated his core, ready to raze the Three Ancestors and the human settlement below to the ground.
This was a desperate attack from a Golden Immortal powerhouse!
The Three Ancestors' expressions changed drastically.
Their bodies were powerful, but they had not cultivated for long. Faced with a devastating attack on the level of the laws, they still felt the threat of death.
"Hold it back!"
Youchaoshi roared. The divine palace phantom behind him blazed with light as he prepared to withstand the attack head-on.
At that very moment,
"Stand down."
A calm voice suddenly pierced through the raging storm and rang clearly across the battlefield.
At the sound, the Three Ancestors' hearts settled. They immediately withdrew their phantoms and retreated.
The Human Emperor was stepping in!
Black Wind Demon King froze too, then turned toward the voice.
On the city wall below, the White-clad Youth who had stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly just watching the show, finally moved.
He didn't summon some earth-shattering Magic Treasure.
Nor did he perform some world-destroying divine ability.
In full view of everyone, he slowly bent down and plucked an ordinary foxtail grass.
That was right.
Just an ordinary foxtail grass, the kind mortals used to tease cats.
"What's he doing?"
An absurd thought crossed Black Wind Demon King's mind.
"Using a blade of grass as a weapon? Has he lost his mind?"
Ye Xuan straightened up, lightly pinching the stem between two fingers.
He looked up at the black demon core radiating a destructive aura, then at the haughty Black Wind Demon King.
His Chaos Heavy Pupils opened slightly, a trace of disdain flashing within them.
"A Golden Immortal demon king?"
"You dare call yourself supreme in my presence?"
Ye Xuan's thoughts stirred.
The vast, ocean-like divine power within him flowed through his fingertips and into the fragile blade of grass.
Deep in his Consciousness Sea, the phantom of a Nine-Leaf Sword Grass swayed gently.
Grass Character Sword Art!
Boom!
In an instant,
the once-fragile foxtail grass changed.
It seemed no longer to be a blade of grass, but an unparalleled Immortal Sword capable of severing the ages.
An indescribably sharp sword intent surged skyward from Ye Xuan's hand.
Heaven and earth lost their color.
The sun and moon dimmed.
In everyone's perception, the entire world seemed to contain nothing but that blade of grass.
"A blade of grass can cut down the sun, moon, and stars."
Ye Xuan murmured, giving his wrist a slight flick.
He drew a light slash through the air.
"Shhk—!"
A dazzling beam of sword energy, like a river of stars, surged upstream.
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