On Borneo, the great battle began. Red Luan's army surged forth like a tide, pressing toward the countless demon troops ahead.
War drums thundered, beacon fires stretched to the heavens, and chariots rolled past one after another, like mountains blotting out the sky and covering the sun.
Before the demon army, Yue Zhinv flashed forward onto the battlefield, carrying the heavily wounded Jun Wentian with her. Inverted Water Moon swept through her hand, its stroke carving open a path to life.
The divine weapon shook the world. Sword light opened the Yellow Springs Road, swallowing hundreds of allied soldiers. Severed limbs and broken arms flew across the sky.
"Attack!"
Before the Yamas of the various halls of the underworld, the Red-robed King Yama spoke coldly.
At his command, the Yamas accepted their orders. Their figures flashed as they swept toward the front.
At the same time, before the Moon Worshipper Clan's experts, Moon Worshipper waved a hand and ordered the troops to advance.
The three sides moved together, charging in unison toward the Demon Palace army.
Bai Wangran had died in battle, and Jun Wentian was gravely wounded. The Demon Palace's situation fell into crisis for a time.
"Hua Zhongdie!"
Amid the battlefield, Yue Zhinv shouted deeply.
At her call, before the myriad demon troops, the demon butterfly moved. Her flowing sleeves crossed and swept out, stretching for thousands of zhang.
The demon butterfly began her slaughter. Within the heavenly net, Buried Flowers bared its edge. Before the Red Luan experts could react, black blade light filled their vision, and they lost all consciousness.
At that moment, Venerable Lady appeared above the void. She stepped into the battle and raised a hand toward the demon butterfly, who was slaughtering without restraint.
Blade and palm clashed, ringing with a deafening tremor.