Absolute Immortal Sword Formation, Final Battle Between Wu and Demons

Chen Yang came to the Wu Tribe once more and met Houyi, whom he had not seen for a long time.

When Houyi saw Chen Yang, there was not much joy on his face. He merely said, "Brother Chen Yang, long time no see."

Chen Yang sighed as well. "Yes, it has been a long time. I came this time to see Ancestor Shaman Dijiang."

Chen Yang had no intention of reminiscing. He got straight to the point, and Houyi nodded. "Come. I'll take you to see Ancestor Shaman Dijiang."

Inside the Ancestral Witch Hall, Chen Yang entered it for the second time.

When he arrived once more, Dijiang and the other Ancestor Shamans were gathered together, seemingly discussing something.

As Chen Yang approached, Dijiang paused. "Brother Chen Yang... long time no see. What brings you to our Wu Tribe?"

"Ancestor Shaman Dijiang... I came this time to handle two matters. One is to assist the Wu Tribe in perfecting the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The other is on behalf of the Human Clan," Chen Yang said solemnly.

"Little sister Houtu's Six Paths of Reincarnation indeed needs constant improvement. Now, I have already ordered Houyi and the others to relocate the Wu Tribe members of the Houtu Tribe into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, where they will build a new tribe and help little sister Houtu manage the Wu Tribe. But what matter does Brother Chen Yang represent the Human Clan for?" Zhu Jiuyin asked, somewhat puzzled.

"An alliance! I represent the Human Clan in forming an alliance with the Wu Tribe," Chen Yang said gravely.

"What... an alliance? Brother Chen Yang, you are not joking, are you? Under the current circumstances, your Human Clan wants to involve itself. Do you know..." Zhu Jiuyin was filled with disbelief.

Chen Yang replied seriously, "That's right, an alliance. Frankly speaking, with the Human Clan's weakness, joining the war between the Wu and Demons would be nothing but courting death. However, the Battlefield Killing Formation I created can unite the Human Clan and Wu Tribe.

The Wu Tribe will lead the troops and serve as the commanding generals of the Battlefield Killing Formation. Countless Human Clan members will become soldiers and cooperate under your Wu Tribe's command, gathering battlefield Killing Intent to fight the Demon Race. Simply put, your Wu Tribe will serve as generals, commanding the Human Clan army and relying on the Battlefield Killing Formation to battle the Demon Race.

I believe you all understand the effects of the Battlefield Killing Formation. Its core lies in the commanding generals; the ordinary soldiers have far fewer requirements. Previously, Xingtian and the others commanded Human Clan armies and condensed Battlefield Killing Formations. The results were no worse than commanding Wu Tribe armies.

With the Human Clan's enormous military numbers, every member of the Wu Tribe can lead troops and use the Battlefield Killing Formation against the Demon Race. In that way, the Demon Race's vast lower-rank armies will no longer be an advantage."

At those words, Dijiang and the others fell silent.

There was no helping it. Chen Yang's words had moved them.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Jiuyin said, "Brother Chen Yang... you should understand both our Wu and Demon races. Among our two races, the Wu Tribe's greatest advantage is our abundance of powerful experts. Of the twelve Ancestor Shamans, aside from our little sister who has already transformed into reincarnation, the weakest physical cultivation among the remaining eleven of us is Half-Step Primordial Unity. Combined with our Wu Tribe's racial advantages, we can fight even those in the Primordial Unity Realm.

Beyond that, the many Primordial High Shamans are each exceptionally powerful. Dealing with the Demon Race's Demon Sages and Demon Gods is effortless for them. Especially the Totem System created by Brother Chen Yang—it has made our Wu Tribe even stronger. In terms of experts, we absolutely surpass the Demon Race.

Our only weakness is our small numbers. Especially among the lower-ranking armies, we are pitifully few. In our previous wars against the Demon Race, hundreds of thousands or even millions of demons would fight a single member of our Wu Tribe.

It could be said that the Demon Race has vast numbers but slightly fewer experts, while our Wu Tribe has many experts but scarce numbers. If your Human Clan is willing to join us and cooperate through the Battlefield Killing Formation, it can make up for the Wu Tribe's shortcomings.

However, making up for our shortcomings does not mean we can win this war. Beneath the great tide, even with the Human Clan's aid, the final result will still not be perfect. Perhaps..."

"I understand all that. Speaking of which, after this alliance is formed, the Human Clan army assisting the Wu Tribe and the Human Clan forces participating in the war will surely face death with no chance of life. The moment they come here, they are already destined to die in battle. So I had long since considered this outcome, and I have already accepted it," Chen Yang said solemnly.

"What do you need?" Dijiang asked curiously.

Chen Yang looked at Dijiang and answered earnestly, "I need the Wu Tribe's resources. Whether they are the texts accumulated by your Wu Tribe, cultivation resources, spiritual roots, or spiritual treasures, I need them to compensate the Three Teachings."

"Resources? Are those things alone enough?" Zhurong asked doubtfully.

"Yes!" Chen Yang said seriously.

Without another word, Dijiang and the others agreed directly.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of years passed.

Chen Yang was now staying in the Human Clan's cultivation grounds.

He circulated vast energy and tempered himself. His physical body was honed, and divine might surged mightily.

By this day, Chen Yang felt that his mysterious art had advanced another step.

At this moment, Chen Yang murmured, "The seventh turn, seventh level of the mysterious art. It is time to inscribe the next sword formation."

Chen Yang drew upon the energy within his body and inscribed the Absolute Immortal Sword Formation.

The complete Slaying Immortals Sword Formation contained four individual sword formations—Slaying Immortals, Slaughter Immortals, Absolute Immortal, and Trapping Immortals—as well as a core sword formation encompassing all four.

Chen Yang had already inscribed the Slaying Immortals and Slaughter Immortals Sword Formations within his body. Their perfect inscription allowed him to wield the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords. Now, with the further inscription of an Absolute Immortal Sword Formation, only two remained before the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation was fully inscribed.

"Buzz, buzz..."

As the sword formation was inscribed, the Immortal-Severing Sword hummed.

Endless spiritual energy swept in, transforming into Sword Qi that tempered Chen Yang.

Chen Yang was already thoroughly familiar with these many changes. Thus, after inscribing the sword formation, there was little change and little difficulty.

Once the sword formation was completed, Chen Yang's aura transformed, its sharpness piercing the heavens.

As Chen Yang inscribed the sword formation, the deadline of one yuanhui drew ever closer.

The entire Primordial World was now filled with killing intent and a deathly stillness. The Rogue Cultivators who had once wandered about had all returned to their respective caves or hidden away in safe places.

Many also turned their gazes toward the Wu Tribe and Demon Race, waiting for the changes to come.

Meanwhile, both the Wu Tribe and Demon Race were preparing for war.

Within the Wu Tribe, countless clansmen gathered, each making their final preparations.

Inside the Ancestral Witch Hall, Dijiang gazed at a statue of Pangu and remained silent for a long while. "How are the preparations?"

"Everything is ready. The young clansmen have all been moved into reincarnation. Some elite descendants have also been hidden separately. Moreover, among the Human Clan, our clansmen have already integrated themselves and continued our bloodline," Zhu Jiuyin said solemnly.

"Big Brother... must we certainly lose this battle? Now that the Human Clan is secretly helping us, we have made up for our final weakness, but..." Zhurong said gravely.

"It is not defeat, but extinction. From beginning to end, this battle was never something we could control. We are merely chess pieces, chess pieces in the struggles of the Primordial World," Zhu Jiuyin said.

"Chess pieces? Damn it... every one of us is Half-Step Primordial Unity. Big Brother and Second Brother have both touched that realm, yet we are merely chess pieces." Zhurong clenched his fists.

"There is no helping it. We have no choice. Before this battle, have Xingtian and the others take the Ancestral Witch Hall into reincarnation, or hide it away. After this battle, the stage of the Primordial World will no longer have a place for the Wu Tribe," Dijiang said with a sigh.

At the same time, above the heavens and beneath the stars.

Within the Demon Court, Dijun, Taiyi, and Kunpeng gathered together.

Dijun looked at them. "Have the Demon Emperors, Demon Sages, and Demon Gods all assembled?"

"The Demon Gods under my command have all gathered. Their clansmen will also throw themselves into battle," Taiyi said earnestly.

"I always feel that something is wrong. Our odds of victory in this battle appear great, but we must still leave ourselves some room. If we draw out every foundation of the Demon Race, then should any unforeseen accident arise in this battle, our Demon Race will have no chance to rise again," Kunpeng said solemnly.

Dijun looked at Kunpeng for a long time. "Kunpeng... if you wish to hold something back, then go and hold it back."

Kunpeng looked at Dijun, deeply puzzled. "What do you mean? Is there some secret hidden within this war?"

Taiyi shook his head. "If you want to know, survive."

Dijun nodded as well. "Enough. Prepare for war. In one hundred thousand years, the Wu and Demons will go to war!"

As those words fell, vast demon qi rose within the Demon Court.

Was one hundred thousand years a long time? No. To the Primordial World, one hundred thousand years truly was not long.

Now, one hundred thousand years had passed. Dark clouds blanketed the heavens, and demon qi covered the sky.

Killing Intent rose from the earth, spreading across the continent before soaring into the air.

Killing Intent and demon qi collided with one another as though they were heaven and earth themselves.

The collision of demon qi and Killing Intent shook the Primordial World and sent the entire Primordial World into upheaval.

At that moment, everyone in the Primordial World knew that the great war was about to arrive.

The final battle between the Wu Tribe and Demon Race would erupt at this very moment.

Within the Buzhou Region, demon qi spread out, becoming a force that tore at the stars and struck down toward the earth.

Killing Intent from the earth condensed, forming roaring axe radiance that severed the demon qi.

The aura of the two races alone silenced heaven and earth.

At that moment, endless members of the Demon Race emerged from within the demon qi.

They were densely packed, riding demon clouds, terrifying beyond measure.

A single demon cloud carried hundreds of millions of demons.

How many demons did hundreds of millions of demon clouds carry?

The Wu Tribe also emerged from within the Killing Intent.

The Ancestor Shamans led them, High Shamans gathered, and countless lesser shamans and human shamans roared.

Each wore armor and carried weapons, pouring forth Killing Intent as they gazed at the heavens.

This time, both races had brought forth their full foundations without holding anything back.

Endless killing intent spread, while Killing Intent erupted completely, plunging everyone between heaven and earth into silence.

All the great powers of the Primordial World sensed this battle.

One after another, they used Mystic Pass Mirrors to watch this battlefield.

The Saints did the same, imprinting divine abilities to let their disciples witness the changes in this battle.

Although many people already knew the outcome of this battle.

Even so, as they watched the battle before them, their hearts still wavered uneasily.

Dijun stepped forward, his Dao rhythm vast as he revealed the aura of Primordial Unity and shook the Primordial World. "Dijiang..."

Dijiang also stepped forward. Endless killing intent spread as he revealed the aura of Primordial Unity as well. "Dijun..."

"This battle today will also be our final battle. You..." Dijun shouted coldly.

"Too much nonsense. Kill!" Dijiang said.

"I do not like that temperament. Die for me!" Dijun roared. He raised a divine sword and slashed out Sword Qi that swept across the eight wastelands, striking toward Dijiang.

Dijiang did not care. With a casual grasp, a great saber appeared and swept out in a slash. "You should die..."

In an instant, the divine saber seemed to sever the heavens themselves, flowing with Killing Intent and chaotic qi, terrifying beyond compare.

Dijiang's slash also shattered the Sword Qi, forming endless demon qi and blazing heat.

With a BOOM, the Primordial World shook, and mountains and rivers collapsed.

Wave after wave of aftershocks destroyed stars.

The lingering aura of slaughter swept across the battlefield, destroying the land.

That thunderous clash was like the signal to begin the war.

At that moment, every member of the Demon Race and Wu Tribe charged forth.