Rumble!
The earth roared, the ground collapsed, and Thunderclap, flames, thorns, ice spikes, mire, mountains of blades, and sword light erupted...
Runes of every description erupted fiercely as the demon tide arrived. Their power varied, and a single talisman amounted to little, but layered together, they became something extraordinary, unleashing terrifying killing intent.
In an instant, three hundred li of land became a hell on earth, swallowing vast numbers of demon beasts. Corpses piled into mountains, and blood flowed in rivers. The region was riddled with wounds, its rocks shattered and its earth veins damaged. The demons' wails mingled with the roar of runes, and the Demon Tide, which had swept forward like a blade splitting bamboo, faltered once more.
Watching this meat grinder of a battlefield and the rich results before him, Xuanming's face glowed. This three-hundred-li Life Forbidden Zone was a fleeting blaze of splendor, bought by exhausting in a single morning the years of stockpiled resources of more than two hundred Daoists from the Truth-Seeking Abbey. Its power did not surprise him in the least.
Apart from him, the Truth-Seeking Abbey had nine True Persons, over thirty Daoists in the fourth essence refining realm, and over eighty cultivators in the third essence refining realm. The talismans they had accumulated over the years were considerable, to say nothing of the reserves from even earlier times.
Seeing the demon beasts' frenzy diminish slightly, Xuanming narrowed his eyes to slits. Battle hinged on courage: the first drumbeat roused it, the second weakened it, and the third exhausted it. Repeatedly checked, the Demon Tide had suffered a blow to its morale. The opening favored the Truth-Seeking Abbey.
High in the sky, the True Dragon roamed, its thirty-thousand-meter body looming in and out of sight. Seen at close range, its oppressive presence