Battlefield's End

In a corner outside the Blade Demon City, a Blade Demon Race Clan leader led thousands of his subordinates out. After fighting their way out of the encirclement, they mustered their spirits and prepared to face a new wave of obstacles. But when they glanced ahead, they were all stunned.

It was deserted, as if the whole world had forgotten about it.

???!!!

A string of punctuation marks appeared above everyone's heads. Where were the people?

Given the size of that group of attackers, they could easily have surrounded the entire Blade Demon City. How could they possibly have missed a single corner?

Could it be...?

"A three-way encirclement is missing one member?"

The leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan suddenly had a look of realization on his face and instructed the people behind him:

"Be careful, this could be a trap in this Great Thousand World!"

"Yes."

Although he had "guessed" the other party's plans, the leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan had no other choice.

Returning the way you came is a dead end; changing your route is a matter of life and death.

"You go forward and scout ahead, I'll protect you from behind."

The leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan casually pointed out a few of his subordinates and spoke in a tone that brooked no refusal.

"Yes."

The unfortunate men couldn't help but look bitter. They had no right to refuse, so they could only respectfully agree and then walk to the front of the line, cautiously peering forward.

"Keep up."

At the command of the Blade Demon Race leader, the main force lingered thousands of feet Shi Shen, carefully following the route it had taken.

After traveling for nearly fifteen minutes, the towering Blade Demon City behind them appeared much smaller in their field of vision, and everyone remained safe and sound.

"No ambush?"

This unusual situation baffled the leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan, causing his thick brows to furrow.

At that moment, a loud battle cry came from behind, making everyone's hearts skip a beat and causing the ranks to stir.

"Speed up."

The threat of death gradually eroded the Blade Demon Race Clan leader's patience, and he urged his subordinates ahead to hurry up.

To the leader of the Blade Demon Race's bewilderment and anger, the figures in front of him remained motionless after the order was given.

Disobeying orders?

The leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan suddenly unleashed a powerful aura, the dense black Demonic Qi making his already ferocious face even more terrifying.

"You want to resist..."

"Thump!"

Under the bewildered gaze of the Blade Demon Race Clan leader, the figures in front of him scattered and fell, raising clouds of dust.

"Clang!"

Without the leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan giving any orders, everyone had already spontaneously become alert to their surroundings and prepared for battle.

"Who are you?"

Just as everyone was on high alert, a kind-looking old man suddenly appeared in the leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan's line of sight.

"I am Elder of the Langya Heavenly Palace," the old man said with a slight smile, spreading his hands casually.

Langya Heavenly Palace?

The leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan was completely unfamiliar with this name, but he didn't care about anything else and just carefully looked behind the old man.

Noticing the other person's gaze, the old man smiled gently.

"Rest assured, Your Excellency, I am the only one here."

There was no ambush.

"No ambush?"

After a brief moment of confusion, the leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan suddenly revealed a fierce killing intent. His figure vanished instantly, and the blade, enveloped in Demonic Qi, suddenly slashed towards the old man's neck.

It wasn't that he acted recklessly; the leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan dared to do this because he had something to rely on.

Although he couldn't sense the mysterious old man's cultivation level, he was certain that the other party's strength was definitely not at the level of Heavenly Supreme. Otherwise, after the two Demon Emperors, how could they have had any chance to escape?

As long as the opponent is not yet Heavenly Supreme, I can make a clean getaway.

The leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan secretly admired his own wit, and his pride reached its peak as his longsword was about to strike the old man's neck.

"Clang!"

Immediately, the leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan watched in shock as the blade in his hand, which could almost instantly kill a Supreme Being at the Great Perfection Earthly Supreme, was lightly pinched by the two fingers of the frail old man in front of him. No matter how hard he tried, he could not make any progress.

"What an unfriendly kid."

The old man seemed unconcerned about the sudden attack by the leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan, and instead smiled as if he were disciplining a disobedient junior.

Then, he flicked his finger.

The leader of the Blade Demon Race Clan felt an immense force surge through his indestructible blade, and then...

"Bang!"

Amidst shattered blades and spurting blood, the Blade Demon Race Clan leader was sent flying backward in a sorry state, his eyes filled with lingering horror. He crashed heavily to the ground, where a longsword imbued with Spiritual Power severed his head.

"Since you dare to invade my Great Thousand World, you should be prepared to die a violent death on the spot!"

The old man was no longer the kind figure he had been moments before; his cold eyes stared directly at the trembling remnants of the Blade Demon Race.

He raised his hand and pressed down hard in front of him, and a palm that blotted out the sky covered his head.

The illusory giant hand vanished without a trace, along with the thousands of remaining Blade Demon Race.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Elder Tai Yun's Thousand Illusion Realm is indeed extraordinary."

Xiao Han, who had largely recovered, came to Tai Yun's side and clapped his hands in admiration.

At this moment, Tai Yun was holding a mysterious mirror in his hand, and the mirror reflected the figures of the group of powerful members of the Blade Demon Race.

Outside, the bodies of powerful members of the Blade Demon Race lay sprawled on the ground, lifeless.

The most insidious aspect of the Thousand Illusion Realm is that it targets the Divine Soul. By pulling the enemy's Divine Soul into the Thousand Illusion Realm, the controller can summon wind and rain within it. When someone dies in the Illusionary realm, their physical body in the outside world will also perish.

It is almost a sure kill against someone whose Divine Soul cultivation is weak and who is completely unprepared.

"You flatter me, Palace Master. My meager skills, which rely on external aids, are far inferior to Palace Master."

Upon hearing Xiao Han's praise, Tai Yun replied rather modestly.

He certainly didn't have the right to be arrogant in front of Xiao Han. Back then, Xiao Han stood still and let him activate the Thousand Illusion Realm. He tried his best, but there was nothing he could do.

The gap between the two sides is simply despairing.

"Resolved?"

At this moment, the figure of Ice Emperor suddenly appeared beside Xiao Han.

"That's about it. The battles are all coming to an end, and we should be able to finish today."

Xiao Han looked up at the sky; there was still an hour left until midnight.

"You guys are pretty good."

Ice Emperor glanced at Tai Yun, who was packing wood next to him, and said calmly.

Outside of the Tai Yun battlefield, Yang Ling and the others also made gains in other battlefields.

Meanwhile, Ice Emperor, who had a comprehensive view of the battlefield, also witnessed the battle scenes of several former Sect Master.

The result surprised him. As expected, he was worthy of being the leader of the force. At least in terms of strength, there was no problem. He could easily use various Spirit Array. Including the treasures in their hands, he beat the group of Blade Demon Race so badly that they didn't even know where their opponent was until they died.

"Thank you, Your Grand Supreme."

Tai Yun still looked flattered.

While waiting for news from other battlefields, the Jade Pendant at Xiao Han's waist suddenly lit up a few times. After closing his eyes to sense it, his expression immediately darkened.

Something's happened.