The Battle

Before Shi Lan could step forward, the Heavenly Demon raised a hand and swept the surrounding Demon Kings, along with large swathes of the beast horde, far away, clearing a vast stretch of open ground.

Bai Weiyang's face was deathly pale, her blood and vital energy gravely depleted. She stared at the Heavenly Demon before her without the slightest trace of fear, her gaze as calm as still water.

"Such pure Human Emperor blood is truly rare..."

The Heavenly Demon glanced over Bai Weiyang. A trace of satisfaction flickered in his beastly eyes. Though her vital energy was badly depleted, the imperial blood within her still offered him considerable benefit.

Perhaps because Immortal Martial City had fallen and Chengtian Domain was within easy reach, the Heavenly Demons in the sky had all slowed their attacks. They no longer fought as if their lives depended on it, and seemed ready to withdraw.

After all, once Immortal Martial City fell, Chengtian Domain would effectively belong to the Demon Race. There was no need for them to keep risking everything in a desperate last stand.

The several Heavenly Demons surrounding Yan Mobei had even begun to rein in the fluctuations of their laws, preparing to retreat.

Yan Mobei did not pursue them. The moment he found an opening, he struck in a fury. A Sword Qi cleaved down from the firmament, its unrivaled might sweeping across tens of thousands of feet. One strike fell from the heavens, and the entire world was blanketed in azure Sword Qi!

The Heavenly Demon's fur stood on end as he sensed the threat of death. But the Sword Qi was already upon him, its vast sword might nearly crushing his bones. He could not dodge; all he could do was fight for his life.

"Grr—"

A muffled