Three Formations Emerge Together, Chaos Killing Sword

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

Previously, in the battle between the Demon Race and the Wu Tribe, the Wu Tribe had held a slight upper hand. But now, with the Human Clan joining the war, the Demon Race was collapsing more and more.

Wu Tribe members became the vanguard and commanding generals, relying on battlefield killing formations... relying on the Human Clan's numbers to slaughter countless Demon Race soldiers into rout.

Of course, many Wu Tribe members fell alongside the fighting, and the Human Clan army was scattered. Yet even so, countless humans feared neither death nor danger, charging out madly to fight the Demon Race.

Their flesh was torn apart by demons, yet their shouts and killing intent remained.

That was the unyielding cry of the Human Clan, and also the roaring hatred of the Human Clan.

Many humans had their lives harvested by the Demon Race.

Countless humans fell, torn to pieces, their blood raining down like a torrential storm and dyeing the earth red. Yet even so, the Human Clan's fighting spirit remained unextinguished as they charged out in near madness.

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

The experts fighting in the starry sky also sent forth supreme voices.

"Dijiang... joining hands with the Human Clan to defy fate and change your destiny? How laughable..." Dijun poured forth boundless Great Sun True Fire. Beneath that blazing fire, even the heavens seemed to melt as countless cracks emerged.

"Defy fate and change destiny? No. The Human Clan merely came for revenge. They wish to use this battle to awaken the bloodthirsty spirit of the Human Clan and announce 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 around him and swept into the heavens, his violent aura shattering space. When he clenched his fist, a river of space evolved, crushing the Primordial World's void wherever it passed.

With a boom, the two collided. Violent auras surged from the Buzhou Region into the heavens and plunged into the earthly fiends. The aftershock stretched across eternal ages from this place, as though echoing through distant time.

The Dao resonance of that collision set off a storm of space-time that poured into the endless currents of temporal chaos.

The collision's aftershocks swept out, destroying Demon Race, Wu Tribe, and Human Clan alike.

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

Dijiang's blood and qi poured forth. "Kill toward the Human Clan? At a time like this, you still dare divide your troops? Your Demon Race is doomed..."

"What has it to do with you? Dijiang, die!" Dijun roared and charged forth again.

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

Under Dijun's command, many demons charged toward the Human Clan and the Eastern Sea Coast.

Seeing this, the Human Clan armies already locked in battle fought with even greater savagery.

Still, many demons ultimately reached the Eastern Sea Coast.

Many great powers watched, waiting to see how the Human Clan would handle this.

Just as the Demon Race neared the Eastern Sea Coast, a violent voice rang out. "Demon Race whelps, you dare invade my Human Clan? You shall all be slain. Sons, form the formation and kill! While the Human Clan lives, our fighting spirit shall never perish!"

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—the days when the Demon Race had massacred humanity. Killing intent filled every pair of eyes as they roared and charged toward the demons.

In that instant, two torrents collided. The war transformed from a mere spectacle into a torrent of steel and a torrent of blood.

Countless humans and demons clashed, fighting without regard for their lives. Clad in armor, they slaughtered as though they knew no fatigue. Their desperate battle stained the Eastern Sea Coast red.

That battle was incomparably brutal, yet incomparably stirring.

Amid the slaughter, quite a few demon gods charged in as well. In the Immortal Dao System, every demon god was essentially at the Daluo Realm.

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

Following his shout, martial artists who had cultivated the Martial Dao System and attained the Will Realm charged out from Firecloud Cave. With the resources supplied by the Wu Tribe, they had been raised to this level in a short time. Naturally, many of them had been Human Clan sages to begin with. Having cultivated the Martial Dao System with abundant resources, their advancement had been swift.

Now, they charged forth. One after another, they unleashed terrifying blood and qi, their ultimate auras carrying both a shrill howl and will.

It was the will of slaughter. With a single punch, the concentrated killing intent throughout their bodies struck toward a demon god. The will contained within that tyrannical fist was as vast as an ocean, terrifying beyond measure.

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

Boom...

In that instant, the blast erupted with terrifying 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 shocked the Primordial World. After all, the Human Clan had never possessed such foundations before. Yet how long had it been? So many reserves of strength had suddenly emerged.

Watching those furious humans, those humans who feared neither death nor danger, many great powers grew afraid.

Yet many also knew that the Demon Race's foundation was terrifying. This was far from all they had.

Suddenly, a Demon Saint charged forth.

A Demon Saint of the Demon Race was absolutely equivalent to the Quasi-Saint Realm in the Immortal Dao System. With a Quasi-Saint arriving, how would the Human Clan respond?

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

As those words rang out, Suiren Clan charged forth. Suiren Clan had converted to the Martial Dao System, and relying on his own talent, foundation, and vast resources, he had reached his current realm in only 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 Dao divine ability transformed into a Suiren Aspect that merged into his body, turning him into something like a god or devil. One punch struck out, unleashing endless flames as though they would burn the heavens and the Nine Netherworld.

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

With a boom, the powerful shockwave seemed to overturn the East Sea.

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

Amid those cries, the Demon Race's Demon Saint before them was completely stopped. Moreover, in that clash, Suiren Clan's tyrannical fist tore through the demon qi, seemingly about to kill the Demon Saint.

The Demon Race watched with grave expressions. What had the Human Clan experienced after being massacred? How had they grown so quickly?

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

Seeing this, many great powers understood that the Human Clan had risen. The Human Clan possessed the foundation 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.

Now, that core had stepped forth.

Since the war began, Chen Yang had been watching it unfold, 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 delay no longer.

Chen Yang stepped forward, his peerless killing intent spreading out, rushing to the peak of the Ninth Heaven and descending into the Nine Netherworld. Treading upon crimson Killing Intent and endless murderous aura, he emerged.

What kind of person was a Demon Emperor? Within the Demon Court, a Demon Emperor without a unique title should possess cultivation at the Late Quasi-Saint Realm, or perhaps Great Perfection.

The Demon Emperor looked at Chen Yang. "You..."

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

At that moment, vast killing intent followed as the sword formation evolved.

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

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

Four killing swords flew out. Boundless killing intent spread forth, Devouring the vast tidal Killing Intent and forming Sword Qi that surged into the heavens.

At that moment, Chen Yang controlled the killing swords, drawing upon endless Killing Intent to slash at the Demon Emperor before him.

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

Facing such a sword, the Demon Emperor was no fool. He immediately brought out a spiritual treasure to resist, intending to oppose Chen Yang.

But Chen Yang was no longer the Chen Yang of the past. His cultivation had risen, his Primordial Spirit had inscribed formations, and his control and use of the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation far surpassed what they had once been.

At that moment, Sword Qi swallowed the Demon Emperor before him, swallowing his spiritual treasure as well.

The Sword Qi seemed to turn into Chaos, and also into a river of stars, making the Demon Emperor within roar and wail.

Buzz...

The Sword Qi swept past. His physical body exploded and was utterly destroyed.

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

Within that sword formation, amid that sword radiance, he was broken down by Sword Qi. Even his spiritual treasure was severed.

With one sword, a Demon Emperor was annihilated.

That sight silenced many great powers of the Primordial World, and they clearly understood that the Human Clan now had its core.

A person capable of effortlessly evolving the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation—how could he not be their core?

Beneath the sword formation, a Demon Emperor was slaughtered with one strike. 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 stared at Duobao. "You gave him that pill."

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

Tongtian tore out several more strands of his beard. "The Heavenly Capital Divine Baleful Formation, the Cosmic Star Formation, the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation... the three great formations of the Primordial World are now all being evolved. That brat Chen Yang is truly capable of stirring up trouble."

After that sword, billions upon billions of demons were wiped out. Beneath the Sword Qi and within the sword formation here, even the passage of years seemed to be severed along with the Sword Qi.

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

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

The Wu Tribe laughed. Watching the demons among the great stars being massacred, they were excited beyond measure.

The Human Clan was the same, shouting in excitement. They announced to the Primordial World: that was the core of their Human Clan, that was the lord of their 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 heavens and the demons they shrouded. "The Slaying Immortals Sword Formation? Then evolve the Cosmic Star Formation..."

Dijun, who likewise possessed a killing formation, understood very well what the Slaying Immortals Sword Formation meant.

Beneath the sword formation's shroud, demon gods, Demon Saints, and Demon Emperors alike would all be slain. At most, only those at Half-Step Primordial Unity could resist it for a while.