The Outbreak of Wujie

On the other side of the battlefield.

The First War God, Haori Douluo Ao Rui, was currently confronting another Great Devil.

Behind Ao Rui, the massive phantom of the Haori erupted with blinding radiance.

Nine enormous spheres of light surged forth in an instant, trailing long tails of brilliance as they shot straight toward the Great Devil before him.

It was none other than his signature soul skill, Nine Stars Linked!

The air distorted completely in that instant.

The temperature of the Haori and the aura of light made the space within a hundred yards dry and scorching, causing even the ground to begin cracking.

The Great Devil shrieked, pulling its wings in rapidly in an attempt to dodge.

But the speed of the nine light spheres was simply too fast; the first one had already slammed down with a roar!

"BOOM!"

As the light sphere exploded, the Great Devil's form was sent flying backward by the blast, its dark purple demonic blood evaporating before it could even touch the ground.

However, before it could catch its breath, the second, third... and ninth light spheres arrived in succession, the continuous explosions completely submerging it.

After the scorching light dissipated, the Great Devil lay on the ground in a wretched state, its wings tattered, its body charred black, and its aura withered to the extreme.

Ao Rui stood proudly, the Haori phantom behind him still burning fiercely, making his figure appear like a god descended to the mortal realm.

On the other side.

The Second War God Long Tianwu, the Third War God Leng Yulai, and the Fourth War God Luo Yuhang were working together to confront three Three-Headed Giant Dogs.

The three Hell Three-Headed Dogs were originally split from the monarch Wujie, so they shared a telepathic connection and coordinated perfectly.

They formed a triangular formation, supporting one another from the flanks.

Under normal circumstances, the triangular formation of these three giant dogs could exert the strength of more than one Limit Douluo.

But unfortunately, due to the earlier artillery bombardment, all three giant dogs had sustained significant injuries.

In particular, one of them had a head pierced through, creating a flaw in the corner of their triangular formation.

The Second War God Long Tianwu swung his Emperor Sword continuously, sending waves of intense sword qi crashing toward the giant dogs.

The Third War God Leng Yulai and the Fourth War God Luo Yuhang stood side by side, one a dragon and one a phoenix, complementing each other.

The Dark Phoenix spewed corrosive flames, spreading them toward the Three-Headed Giant Dogs.

The Dark Emperor Dragon exhaled dragon breath, launching attacks at the dogs.

The phoenix flames and the Dark Emperor Dragon's breath worked in tandem, accompanied by the roars of dragons and the cries of phoenixes.

The Fifth War God Mo Zihong remained in the center of the battlefield, observing everyone's status while notes constantly emerged from the Magic Zither before him.

The sound waves seemed to possess a magical power, causing the fighting spirit of the three giant dogs to plummet continuously.

Whenever the giant dogs were momentarily stunned, one wave of sonic attacks after another would follow in quick succession.

It was truly a case of: devising strategies within a command tent, and securing victory from a thousand miles away.

Xie An shook his head slightly; the Demon Plane was, after all, still too weak and had no way to apply any real pressure to the people under his command.

What Xie An was most concerned about, and the reason for this incident, were Yuan'en Tiandang and Ye Hui.

This genius of the Yuan'en family was currently in a standoff with Ye Hui—or more accurately, the controlled Ye Hui was attacking frantically, while Tiandang was on the defensive.

The Magic Sword radiated a powerful aura, striking at Yuan'en Tiandang incessantly.

Yet, Yuan'en Tiandang relied solely on the formidable physique of his Titan Giant Ape form to endure the damage.

"Ye Hui, wake up! Don't let yourself be controlled anymore."

"Ye Hui, look at what you're doing. You wouldn't even want to kill a living thing under normal circumstances."

"Ye Hui, it's me, your brother Tiandang. It's my fault for not discovering your condition sooner."

Yuan'en Tiandang's eyes held a look of determination as he stepped closer to Ye Hui, despite his body being covered in wounds from the Magic Sword's strikes.

Just as the Magic Sword finished gathering its power, preparing to launch a fatal blow.

A sigh drifted over, followed immediately by materialized musical notes that drilled into Ye Hui's body.

A trace of confusion flashed in Ye Hui's eyes, and the Magic Sword in her hand faltered abruptly.

Yuan'en Tiandang had been keeping a close watch on Ye Hui; how could he let such an opportunity slip by?

He covered the distance in two strides and pulled Ye Hui into a tight embrace, ignoring the dark purple flames on her body and letting them scorch him.

"Ye Hui, I'm sorry. I won't leave you again."

Ye Hui froze, a line of clear tears sliding from the corner of her eyes, and the Magic Sword in her hand ultimately did not fall.

"Ti, Tiandang-ge, I, I... I'm sorry."

The two stood there, locked in an embrace.

Xie An withdrew his spiritual power, feeling somewhat speechless; how did he end up being fed a mouthful of dog food on a battlefield like this?

What is this, some kind of Wolverine and Phoenix plot?

Silently grumbling to himself, he turned his resentment into strength, and the World-Breaking Spear suddenly accelerated.

Stabs, collapses, slashes, lifts, and pulls—dense, rapid-fire spear techniques rained down on Wujie.

Wujie also noticed the situation on the battlefield, and the sense of urgency in his heart grew ever stronger.

"Human, let me leave! I swear in the name of the Demon Monarch that I will never set foot here again."

Xie An's face remained as calm as an ancient well, showing nothing but even fiercer spear strikes.

"Human, do not push your luck!"

Watching the lethal strikes before him, Wujie finally grew desperate.

"Human, this is what you forced me to do!"

Wujie violently burned his own essence blood, and an incomparable wave of energy briefly pushed Xie An back.

Immediately after, the Three-Headed Giant Dog chanted a strange incantation, finally letting out a thunderous shout.

"Return, my subjects!"

A strange rhythm enveloped the entire battlefield, and then, something that shocked everyone from the War God Temple occurred.

First, the three besieged giant dogs adopted a life-for-life fighting style, forcibly breaking through the encirclement of the War God Temple members.

Then, purple flames rose from the three giant dogs, surrounding the demon Wujie in the center.

They were clearly burning their own Life essence to protect Wujie's next action.

Seeing that the three-headed giant dog he had split off was in position, Wujie let out a deafening roar.

As the roar covered the battlefield, the sound waves seemed to possess a special magic.

They enveloped the corpses of the Demon Legion that had been slaughtered by artillery fire, as well as the two remaining Great Devils.

The two Great Devils' bodies stiffened instantly, but they actually chose to roar back at Wujie.

How could Yuanen Zhentian and the First War God miss such a golden opportunity?

One unleashed the Titan God Fist, while the other summoned the Haori, instantly obliterating the two Great Devils.

Yet Wujie acted as if he had seen nothing, his roaring never ceasing.

The sound waves reached Ye Hui, and Yuanen Tiandang roared, unleashing his Martial Soul Avatar and throwing a Titan God Fist, but it had no effect whatsoever.

At the critical moment, the World-Breaking Spear flashed into view, its spear intent soaring to the heavens, directly suppressing the spread of the sound.

Looking back at the corpses just covered by the sound waves, he saw that the Demon Legion, which had just been slaughtered by soul-guided shells, were one by one becoming illusory.

Even the corpses of the two Great Devils that had just been destroyed were turning illusory as well.

The corpses gradually dissipated, transforming into dark purple specks of light that surged toward Wujie.

Xie An could clearly feel that as the light points were absorbed, Wujie's aura was climbing steadily.

He was absorbing the power from the corpses of the Demon Legion!

Xie An sent a telepathic message to Yuanen Zhentian, who immediately understood what was happening.

The two made a split-second decision, unleashing their strongest short-term attacks directly at the protected Demon Monarch Wujie.