Three Formations Emerge Together, Chaos Killing Sword

At this very moment, the battlefield had undergone earth-shattering changes.

Before, when the Demon Race fought the Wu Tribe, the Wu Tribe held a slight upper hand. But now, with the Human Clan joining the war, the Demon Race was collapsing more and more.

One Wu tribesman after another became vanguards, became commanding generals, relying on the Battlefield Killing Formation... relying on the numbers of the Human Clan, slaughtering countless demons into rout.

Of course, as the battle raged on, quite a few Wu tribesmen fell, and the Human Clan army scattered. Yet even so, countless humans charged forth without fear of death, fighting madly against the Demon Race.

Their flesh was torn apart by demons, yet they still carried their shouts and Killing Intent.

Those were the unyielding cries of the Human Clan, and also the roaring of their hatred.

Countless humans had their lives reaped by the Demon Race.

Numerous humans fell, torn to pieces, their blood falling like a torrential rain and staining the earth red. Yet even so, the Human Clan's fighting spirit did not die. They charged out in near madness.

The changing battle situation forced the Demon Race to retreat step by step.

The powerful figures who had charged into the starry sky now also sent forth supreme voices.

"Dijiang... are you joining forces with the Human Clan to defy fate and change destiny? Laughable..." Dijun unleashed towering Great Sun True Fire. Beneath those flames, even the firmament seemed to melt, countless cracks appearing.

"Defy fate and change destiny? No. The Human Clan has merely come to take revenge. They wish to use this battle to awaken the bloodiness in humanity and proclaim to the Primordial World that in this era, there are not only the Wu Tribe and the Demon Race—there is also the Human Clan." Dijiang roared. Killing Intent surged from his entire body and swept into the heavens, while his churning aura shattered space. As he clenched his fist, a river of space evolved, crushing the void of the Primordial World wherever it passed.

With a boom, the two collided. Their berserk aura burst from the Buzhou Region into the heavens and plunged into the earthly baleful depths. The aftershocks crossed eternity from this place, as though resounding through distant ages.

The Dao rhythm of that collision stirred up a spacetime storm that poured into the endless turbulent river of time.

The aftershocks of the collision swept out, destroying demons, Wu tribesmen, and humans alike.

Dijun blazed like a great sun as he looked upon the battlefield. "The Human Clan has joined the war? Good. Since you have joined, let us see whether your Human Clan truly has backbone. Split the forces and kill toward the Human Clan..."

Dijiang's blood and qi surged from his body. "Kill toward the Human Clan? At a time like this, you still dare divide your forces? Your Demon Race is doomed..."

"What does it have to do with you? Dijiang, die!" Dijun roared as he charged forward once more.

At once, the two fought with wild ferocity, their battle descending into madness.

Under Dijun's orders, countless demons charged toward the Human Clan, toward the Eastern Sea Coast.

Seeing this, the Human Clan armies amid battle fought with even greater savagery.

Yet in the end, many demons still charged toward the Eastern Sea Coast.

Many great powers watched, eager to see how the Human Clan would deal with this.

Just as the demons approached the Eastern Sea Coast, a violent shout rang out. "Demon Race whelps, if you dare offend my Human Clan, you shall surely be killed! Sons, form the formation and kill! So long as the Human Clan does not perish, our fighting spirit shall never be extinguished!"

Following that shout, the sound of horns suddenly rose.

They were the horns of the Human Clan. Army after army of humans charged forth, led by Innate martial artists and a small number of Will Realm martial artists.

At that moment, the Human Clan martial artists seemed to recall the past, recalling how the Demon Race had slaughtered humanity. Killing Intent filled their eyes, their murderous aura soaring into the sky as they roared and charged at the demons.

At that moment, it was as though two raging torrents had collided. The war transformed from a spectacle into a torrent of steel and a torrent of blood.

Countless humans and demons clashed, fighting as though their lives meant nothing. Clad in armor, they slaughtered tirelessly, and their desperate struggle dyed the Eastern Sea Coast red.

That battle was incomparably tragic, yet incomparably passionate.

Amid the slaughter, quite a few demon gods charged over as well. Each demon god, measured against the immortal cultivation system, was essentially in the Daluo Realm.

Seeing those demon god experts, Sui Qing shouted, "Where are the experts of my Human Clan?!"

At his shout, martial artists who cultivated the martial path and had reached the Will Realm emerged from Firecloud Cave. With the resources provided by the Wu Tribe, they had been elevated to this level in a short time. Of course, many of them were sages of the Human Clan. Having cultivated the martial path and possessed abundant resources, they improved swiftly.

Now, they charged forth. One after another, they erupted with terrifying blood and qi, their supreme auras carrying a piercing howl and an unyielding will.

It was the will to slaughter. With one punch, the condensed Killing Intent across their bodies shot toward a demon god. The will contained within that tyrannical fist was like a vast ocean, terrifying beyond measure.

That demon god's expression changed. He took out a spiritual treasure and unleashed a terrifying divine ability, intending to fight the Human Clan martial artist.

Boom...

In that instant, the explosion erupted with dreadful force, wave after wave of aftershocks spreading out. The demon gods who had charged over were all intercepted by the Human Clan.

The many Human Clan martial artists also stunned the Primordial World. After all, when had the Human Clan ever possessed such foundations? Yet in such a short time, so much strength had emerged.

Watching those berserk humans, those humans who feared no death, many great powers grew wary.

However, many also knew that the Demon Race's foundations were terrifying and went far beyond this.

Suddenly, a Demon Saint charged forth.

A Demon Saint of the Demon Race was unquestionably equivalent to a Quasi-Saint in the immortal cultivation system. With a Quasi-Saint attacking, how would the Human Clan respond?

At this moment, a roar came from the Kongtong Region within the Human Clan. "Those who offend my Human Clan shall be executed, no matter how far away they are."

The moment those words rang out, Suiren Clan charged forth. Suiren Clan had converted to the martial path. Relying on his own talent, foundations, and vast resources, he had reached his present realm in a short time.

That was the Quasi-Saint Realm. He clenched his fist, erupting with world-shaking blood and qi and boundless fighting spirit. His condensed martial divine ability transformed into a Suiren Aspect, merging into his body and turning him into something like a God or Devil. With one punch, endless flames erupted, seeming to burn the heavens and the Nine Netherworld.

The Demon Saint's expression changed. Demon qi spread out, seeming to shroud the East Sea. He condensed the demon qi together with a spiritual treasure, forming chains of order that pierced through endless void.

With a boom, the powerful shockwave made the East Sea seem as though it would overturn.

Under that terrifying aura, countless islands in the East Sea collapsed, while living beings wailed in misery.

Amid those wails, the Demon Saint before them was completely stopped. Moreover, in the course of that battle, Suiren Clan's tyrannical fist tore apart the demon qi, seemingly about to kill the Demon Saint.

Seeing this, the Demon Race became grave. After being slaughtered, what had the Human Clan gone through? How had they grown so swiftly?

Another Demon Saint charged out, only to be intercepted by Youchao Clan, Ziyi Clan, and several first-generation humans.

Seeing this, many great powers understood that the Human Clan had risen. They possessed the foundations to become a great race. They had armies when armies were needed, and experts when experts were needed. What they lacked now was a core.

And now, that core had stepped forth.

From the moment the war erupted, Chen Yang had been observing it, watching the changes in the war and the true transformation taking place.

When he saw a Demon Emperor charge into the Eastern Sea Coast, he knew he could no longer remain still.

Chen Yang stepped forward, peerless Killing Intent spreading out, rushing to the peak of the Ninth Heaven and descending into the Nine Netherworld. Treading on blood-colored Killing Intent and endless murderous intent, he emerged.

What sort of figure was a Demon Emperor? Within the Demon Court, a Demon Emperor without an exclusive title should possess cultivation at the Late Quasi-Saint level, or perhaps even Great Perfection.

Now, the Demon Emperor looked at Chen Yang. "You..."

"Chen Yang of the Human Clan has come specifically to kill demons. Slaying Immortals Sword Formation..." Chen Yang spoke no further and instantly activated the killing formation.

At that moment, vast Killing Intent evolved alongside the sword formation.

"Roar..." Chen Yang threw back his head and howled. The sword formation engraved within his body merged into the Immortal-Slaying Formation Diagram.

Using a formation to control a formation, the formations intertwined within his body and became the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation.

Four killing swords flew out, endless Killing Intent spreading as they devoured the vast tide of Baleful Intent and formed Sword Qi that soared into the heavens.

At that moment, Chen Yang controlled the killing swords, drawing upon endless Baleful Intent as he slashed at the Demon Emperor before him.

That ultimate Baleful Intent condensed together, and the sword radiance it unleashed stretched across hundreds of millions of miles, seeming to cut into both past and future.

Before such a sword, the Demon Emperor realized the danger. He immediately brought out a spiritual treasure to resist, intending to oppose Chen Yang.

But the Chen Yang of today was not the Chen Yang of the past. His cultivation had improved, his Primordial Spirit had engraved formations, and his control and use of the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation far surpassed what it had once been.

At that moment, Sword Qi submerged the Demon Emperor before him, along with his spiritual treasure.

The Sword Qi seemed to transform into chaos, and also into a galaxy, making the Demon Emperor within roar and scream in agony.

Buzz...

The Sword Qi swept past, and his flesh exploded, utterly collapsing.

That Demon Emperor before him possessed at least Quasi-Saint cultivation, yet before the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation, he was ultimately like an ant.

Beneath that sword formation and within that sword radiance, he was broken down by Sword Qi. Even his spiritual treasure was severed.

With a single sword, one Demon Emperor was annihilated.

This sight made many great powers of the Primordial World fall silent. They also understood clearly that the Human Clan now had a core.

How could one capable of effortlessly evolving the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation not be their core?

Beneath the sword formation, a Demon Emperor had been slaughtered with one sword. Who could contend against it?

Countless people were shocked, while many others were conflicted.

Duobao of the Jie Sect was truly awkward now. "That brat Chen Yang, that brat..."

Tongtian seemed to think of something and fixed his gaze on Duobao. "You gave him that pill."

Duobao could only nod. "I feared that he might encounter some danger before, so I gave it to him as a trump card. Who would have thought he would use it here? It seems that three great formations will appear in this battle."

Tongtian tore off several more strands of his beard. "The Heavenly Capital Divine Baleful Formation, the Cosmic Star Formation, and the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation... the three greatest formations of the Primordial World are all being evolved today. That brat Chen Yang really knows how to stir things up."

After this sword passed, several billion demons were wiped out. Beneath the Sword Qi and within the sword formation here, even the years seemed to be severed along with the Sword Qi.

After this sword passed, Dijiang threw back his head and laughed. "Hahaha... Brother Chen Yang, well done! Keep slaughtering the Demon Race..."

Zhurong also laughed loudly. "Good, what a Slaying Immortals Sword Formation. Demon Race, wail to your hearts' content. Taste the price of being slaughtered."

The Wu Tribe laughed. Watching vast numbers of demons be slaughtered, they were excited beyond measure.

The Human Clan was the same, shouting excitedly. They proclaimed to the Primordial World that this was the core of the Human Clan, this was the lord of the Human Clan. From this day onward, who would dare bully the Human Clan?

Countless demons were slaughtered, their wails unceasing as they looked toward their emperor.

Dijun's expression was grave as he looked at the killing swords soaring into the sky and the demons shrouded beneath them. "The Slaying Immortals Sword Formation? Then evolve the Cosmic Star Formation..."

As one who also possessed a killing formation, Dijun knew very well what the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation meant.

Beneath the sword formation's shroud, no matter whether demon gods, Demon Saints, or Demon Emperors, all would be slain. At most, a Half-Step Primordial Unity expert could contend against it for a while.