Han Xuanji suddenly understood why some patriarchs in the cultivation Immortal Realm valued their clan's prodigies and disciples more than their direct descendants.
For powerful beings who can live for a long time, blood ties and emotions have become very weak.
Apart from the first few generations of descendants, there is no longer any affection or connection between them and the subsequent dozens or hundreds of generations of descendants.
In the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace, the relationship between master and disciple is often much closer than that between family members.
On the other side.
The battle intensified, with the Heavenly Demon Realm deploying far more forces than before.
Faced with the combined attack of several powerful demons at the Immortal Ascension level, even Li Taiqing, who had reached the Sword Dao Sword Immortal realm in swordsmanship, was finding it somewhat overwhelming.
The Nine Provinces defense line continued to retreat, and it looked like it was about to collapse completely.
"Master, we're counting on you!"
A resolute glint flashed in Li Taiqing's eyes, and without hesitation, he took out a jade gourd.
This contains a contingency plan left behind by Han Xuanji before his ascension.
"Buzz--!"
In an instant, a subtle yet extremely refined Sword Qi suddenly erupted and soared into the sky.
This Sword Qi was initially small, but it grew longer with the wind, transforming in an instant into a Chaos Sword Gang that stretched across the heavens and earth.
Within the Sword Gang, it seemed as if the sun, moon, and stars were rising and falling, and earth, water, fire, and wind were surging, containing the scene of the birth and death of Myriad Phenomena.
"Cut!"
From the the Unseen, it seemed as if a detached voice had been heard.
The Chaos Sword Gang ignored spatial distance and suddenly slashed down.
The three-headed demon wolves that were rampaging, the nine-headed Xiangliu that was spewing poisonous mist, and the dozens of powerful demons charging at the forefront, were all silently annihilated under the Sword Gang before they could even let out a wail, their demon souls being completely wiped out!
The power of that single sword strike was terrifying; it instantly cleared out a large area!
"That's Li Sword Immortal, well done!"
"Kill! Follow Sword Immortal Li to slay demons!"
The morale of the cultivators in Nine Provinces soared, and at the same time...
However, deep within the Heavenly Demon Realm's camp, a golden-robed man who had been quietly observing the battle subtly changed his expression.
"Such methods are actually used?"
He snorted coldly, but showed no fear, and waved his hand again to give the order:
"It's just a Sword Qi left behind by an immortal. Let's see how many times you can unleash it!"
"Continue the attack!"
Under his command, more Demon Race surged forth like a tide, one after another, seemingly unconcerned about casualties.
Li Taiqing felt a chill run down his spine, but a faint smile appeared on his face.
What was just released was merely a wisp of Sword Qi left behind by Master Han Xuanji.
He still has 999 such Sword Qi.
One after another, Heaven-Reaching Sword beams lit up, each strike clearing a section of the demon realm, Ji Mie all demons.
It wasn't until the seventh Sword Gang dissipated that the powerful figures from the Heavenly Demon Realm finally began to panic.
If this continues, they might be the next ones to perish!
No one dared to disobey the golden-robed man's orders—for he represented the will of the demon immortals of the upper realm!
It's alright.
The man in the golden robe spoke casually, but the killing intent in his eyes was almost tangible.
"Let him kill. The more he kills, the more terrible the price I will make him pay!"
"Are these Demon Race truly fearless?"
Lu Fan couldn't help but say.
Something's fishy.
Nangong Wenjian was the first to notice something was wrong.
Even with their large numbers, the Demon Race couldn't withstand such suicidal attacks.
If they continued sending them, he didn't believe that internal turmoil wouldn't occur within the Demon Race.
"Brother Taiqing, how much Sword Qi remains left by the Devil-Slaying Sword Immortal?"
"There's still more than half left."
Li Taiqing replied.
At this moment, he was also grateful for Han Xuanji's foresight; without this sword gourd, the Nine Provinces Continent would have been doomed.
Hearing this, everyone felt somewhat relieved.
At that very moment, another strange event occurred at the crack in the sky.
An even more terrifying pressure, far exceeding the limits of what the lower realm could withstand, suddenly descended.
A blurry figure wreathed in crimson demonic flames appeared.
"You lowly ants from the mortal realm, how dare you harm the sons of my Heavenly Demon Realm! I, an immortal, will personally descend and annihilate you!"
The voice, filled with majesty and tyranny, shook the Primordial Spirit countless cultivators to the point of shattering.
Demon Race Immortal!
The Heavenly Demon Realm was willing to go to great lengths to forcibly send a demon immortal to the mortal realm.
This is the source of the golden-robed man's unbridled confidence—every powerful being from the Heavenly Demon Realm who falls has their Blood Qi and soul power become the coordinates by which the demon immortals of the Upper Realm anchor their power in this world!
Sensing this completely unequal power, countless cultivators from the Nine Provinces wore expressions of despair.
"He's a demon Demon Race!"
"Oh no, what should we do?"
However, the powerful figures from holy lands like Kunlun Immortal Sect quickly tried to stabilize morale:
" The Great Void Spirit Realm is inherently under the rule of the Human Race's Immortal Palace, so please don't worry, powerful beings from the Upper Realm will come to our rescue."
However, despite saying that, they also had some concerns.
A belated rescue is of little significance.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the world barrier of the Great Void Spirit Realm burst forth with dazzling immortal light.
Intricate and complex immortal Immortal Dao appeared out of thin air, weaving together into a massive net that firmly blocked the demon immortal attempting to descend to the mortal realm.
"Um?"
The demon immortal's actions were blocked by the protective array set up by the cultivators from the upper realm.
The next moment.
Several figures dressed in the robes of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace appeared outside the crack, surrounded by celestial light, working together to activate the formation and resist the arrival of the demon immortals.
"You audacious Demon Race! This realm is under the jurisdiction of my Spirit Void Heavenly Palace. How dare you slaughter indiscriminately and violate the treaty between our two races!"
The leading disciple, a late-stage Heavenly Immortal, shouted sternly, his expression extremely solemn.
Their numbers were too small, and the highest level of cultivation they possessed was only Heavenly Immortal.
The demon immortal's true form was at least at the True Immortal Realm realm, and could only barely maintain its form with the help of the formation.
"Snort!"
"It was your Human Race that slaughtered my Demon Race first. I was merely seeking revenge; it's only right and proper!"
The demon immortal roared, his body erupting in crimson flames. The terrifying power caused the immortal array's light barrier to shake violently, cracks spreading across it.
Several disciples of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace coughed up blood, their faces turning deathly pale.
"Senior brother! I can't hold on any longer!"
One of the disciples shouted anxiously.
"Where is the sect's help?"
Just then, a figure stood with a sword on his back, silently appearing before the disciples of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace, his voice as calm as still water:
" Su Ming is here, fellow Daoist of the Demon Race Clan, you have overstepped your bounds."
Su Ming appeared, his tone calm, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"My senior brother went to great lengths to assign me this task, so I need to finish it cleanly and efficiently."
Su Ming's rapid arrival was naturally due to Han Xuanji's instructions.
He wouldn't personally intervene against a mere True Immortal Demon Race or Demon Clan.
In the void.
The demon immortal who attempted to descend was named Xue Yan. Its three fiery demonic eyes suddenly contracted, staring intently at Su Ming, its voice booming like thunder:
"A mere junior who has just entered the True Immortal realm dares to obstruct me?"
"To tell you the truth, I'm here on orders from the Golden Crow Divine Race. You can't afford to offend them."
" The Spirit Void Heavenly Palace would never wage war against the Golden Crow Divine Race for this one lower realm."
Upon hearing this, Su Ming simply looked at the other person quietly, and slowly gripped the hilt of the rusty sword with his right hand.
"I know nothing about the Golden Crow Divine Race. I only know that you have angered my senior brother, so you have a Dao of Death."