To the east of Buzhou Mountain, the vast area that was once graceful, majestic, and vibrant has now been completely transformed into a bloody purgatory. Any words used to describe its tragedy are pale and feeble.
The originally green mountains were flattened by the aftermath of the supernatural power, or filled with bottomless rift valleys; the winding rivers were either blocked by corpses, or evaporated and rerouted by the tsunami set off by the Dragon Clan or the flames of Phoenix Race Heaven-Burning, leaving only the dark red riverbed and the fishy smell rising into the sky.
On the earth, corpses piled up like mountains, layer upon layer, with barely any bare land visible. There was a thousand-foot-long dragon, Scaly Race broken, Dragon Horn broken, staring at the blood-red sky with unyielding eyes;
Phoenix, whose feathers withered and the divine fire was completely extinguished, was like a falling star, smashing huge holes into the ground;
There are also countless broken bodies of Kirin, Beasts, Shuizu, and Flying Birds, mixed together to form a doomsday-like scene.
The thick blood gathered into streams, rivers, and even formed stretches of dark red blood swamps that could not be seen to the edge, emitting a disgusting stench.
The Three Races coalition forces and their affiliated races that once covered the sky and the sun are now gone!
The remaining Dragon Clan is entrenched on several higher ridges or puddles, covered with scars, and the dragon's roar carries fatigue and sadness;
Phoenix Race is perched on a few charred trees or rocks that have not been completely burned. The feathers are dim and the eyes have lost their former pride, leaving only the confusion and sadness of the rest of their lives;
Kirin Race and its Beasts allies relied on the broken front line and the corpse of the giant beast as a cover. They were panting and licking their wounds, and their numbers were reduced to a shocking level.
The fanaticism of war and the deception of Calamity Qi seemed to have reached a critical point in the face of such heavy casualties.
The center of the battlefield, the highest point in the sky.
Three Daos exudes the terrifying and coercive figure of Late Golden Immortal of the Origin, facing each other in a distant triangle.
They were surrounded by the phantoms transformed by their own clan Fortune, but those phantoms looked extremely dim at the moment, and even showed signs of disintegrating.
Ancestor Dragon has the body of a dragon, and the original black dragon robe is seriously damaged. There is a trace of golden Dragon Blood hanging from the corner of the mouth. Although the whole body Imperial Dragon Qi is still majestic, it carries a trace of lingering fatigue and hostility.
In his hand, he held a sword of Emperor condensed from Essence of Water, with the sword's edge pointing towards the opposite side.
Yuanfeng's beautiful face was stained with blood and smoke, and her colorful feather coat was charred and damaged in many places. Nirvana Divine Fire was flickering around her, obviously a huge consumption. She held a feather burning with eternal fire in her hand, and her eyes were as cold as frost.
First Kirin's honest face was full of sorrow and horror, Apricot Yellow Daoist Robe was torn apart, and there were many deep bone scars on his body. Wutu Essence Qi was still thick, but it could not hide the weakness of its original damage.
There were auspicious clouds under his feet, and in his hand he held a Kirin Seal that exuded the light of benevolence but was full of cracks.
In the battle group slightly below Three Clan Emperors, Candle Dragon is being restrained by Phoenix Race. The only remaining elders are all Peak Great Luo Golden Immortal or Quasi-Saint Initial Stage and Kirin Race, the strongest warriors.
Although Candle Dragon is strong and Way of Time is mysterious, under the opponent's desperate fighting style regardless of life and death, it was difficult to escape for a while and fell into a stalemate.
The entire battlefield fell into a strange stalemate that transitioned from extreme madness.
Both sides suffered heavy losses, and both sides fought to the end. They both knew that if they continued to fight, they would both die together, but the accumulated hatred and Emperor's dignity prevented them from giving in first.
The extremely rich Calamity Qi is like the thickest glue, solidifying this battlefield on the edge of destruction.
However, at the peak of this stalemate, a sudden change occurred!
"Buzz--!!"
An indescribable, cold, dead, terrifying aura containing the ultimate will to destroy, like a sleeping giant beast waking up, suddenly rising into the sky from Western Lands!
This aura was so powerful and evil that it instantly overwhelmed all the murderous aura and resentment on the battlefield and spread clearly throughout the entire Primordial Wilderness!
Then, in the horrified eyes of Ancestor Dragon, Yuanfeng, and First Kirin, there was a Demonic Shadow that was as black as ink and seemed to be able to swallow all light.
Like a ghost, it stepped from the Western Lands sky, so fast that it transcended the boundaries of time and space, and appeared directly in the uppermost sky of this bloody battlefield!
The person coming is none other than Luohu!
His whole body was shrouded in the surging darkness Demonic Flames, and his face was blurred. Only a pair of scarlet eyes, like two blood moons, looked down at the mountain of corpses Blood Sea below. His eyes were full of pleasure, greed and a kind of superior mockery.
He didn't hold any weapon in his hand, but behind him, the terrifying sword intent that made Primordial Origin Golden Immortal's soul trembled, piercing Vast Sky like a substance!
"Hahaha!! Good kill! Good kill!" Luohu's hoarse and crazy laughter echoed between heaven and earth, full of joy, "Dragon, Phoenix, Kirin? Primordial Wilderness protagonist? They are just pitiful sacrifices to pave the way for This Ancestor's avenue!"
With his appearance, an extremely strange phenomenon occurred - the Great Tribulation Sha Qi that originally permeated the world and was so rich that it could not be dissolved.
It was like meeting a nemesis, or in other words, being restrained and swallowed by some more powerful force, and it began to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye!
This is not a good sign that the calamity has subsided, but all the evil spirits, Resentment Qi, Death Qi, seem to have been summoned by the supreme, gathering crazily towards Luohu and becoming part of his power!
What makes the surviving Three Races members even more confused and frightened is that as the Calamity Qi that blinded their minds quickly subsided, an unprecedented sense of clarity suddenly flooded into their hearts like ice water poured over them!
The frenzy of fighting quickly faded away. Looking at the Hell-like scene in front of them and the piles of corpses of their own race around them, boundless regret, pain, fear and a kind of anger at being fooled flooded them like a tide.
"We... what exactly did we do?"
"Why... why did it become like this?"
"Who... who is plotting against us?!"
Countless members of the surviving dragons, phoenixes, Kirin and their affiliated groups let out desperate and painful roars and questions.
They don't understand why Three Races has reached the point where they are almost dead together.
And Three Sovereigns in the sky has the most profound feeling!
Calamity Qi recedes, Spiritual Platform is clear, and the deceived secrets and Karma are instantly clear!
Almost at the same time, they locked their eyes on Luohu, which was exuding overwhelming demonic energy in the sky!
"It's you!!" Ancestor Dragon let out a shocking Heavenly Dragon groan, full of endless anger and frustration, "It's you, the devil, who secretly instigates, arouses evil spirits, and blinds our intelligence!!"
Yuanfeng Phoenix Eyes breathed fire, and his voice was cold to the bone. "What a Luohu! What a fisherman profited! I, Three Races, fought and killed hundreds of millions of lives, but all of them became your Devil Dao's resources!"