"Demonic Path villains, your countless crimes have earned you today's retribution. Submit to your deaths!"
Shu Changsheng stood atop clouds condensed from Cloud-Producing Incense with a host of Heavenly Gods, his words righteous and stern.
Behind him stood countless Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, armored and armed, riding immortal birds and beasts, their brilliant divine radiance shining together.
On the other side, Li Haoran and Gao Huan led their forces in a coordinated assault, representing the Shan Jia True Lord's division of the Plague Division and the lower realm's East Sea Immortal Alliance division respectively. Banners fluttered everywhere, and treasures gleamed in waves.
After days of bloody fighting, they had finally reached the center of the battlefield on schedule, completing the encirclement and annihilation of the enemy's main force.
With that, the situation in the Chang Kong Sea was settled.
Elder Huang glared at them in fury. Unwilling to sit and await death, he was about to raise his Treasure Sword and charge into battle.
His subordinates hurriedly urged him, "Elder, the situation is beyond saving. We must retreat!"
"Yes! As long as the green mountains remain, there will always be firewood to burn."
Elder Huang hesitated for half a finger-flick, then sighed repeatedly. "This is fate. This is fate!"
He promptly leaped onto the head of a savage Demon Monster the size of a tower ship, gathering his last remaining forces to break out.
His million-strong army had already been all but annihilated. Only a handful of experts remained at his side.
The other Core Formation elders and Foundation Establishment experts had died or fled, scattering almost completely. At least that left him with little burden; he only needed to look after himself.
But Shu Changsheng and the others had planned meticulously to reach this point. With total victory in