As if deliberately drawn by a Magic Power, the banners in the air swelled in the wind, instantly expanding several times their original size before automatically falling behind the figure's waist.
The original demon god figure was already tall and had an incredibly powerful aura. Now, carrying dozens of banners on its back, its power condensed into a sharp arrow, as if it wanted to break through the sky!
"Ants are always just ants; how could they possibly harm the noble Nine Li tribe!"
"On the ancient land, on countless battlefields, in the songs of the elders, and in the tales of all living beings, the War Lord is immortal, and the God of War is invincible!"
"No one can destroy the War Lord! No one can ever stop the resurgence of the Nine Li tribe!"
"Today, with your blood, we will pay homage to the banner of the War Lord, so that the will of the War Lord may return to heaven and earth, and the glory of the Nine Li may reappear in the world!"
"Your death will be an honor! You will be the first ant to fall beneath the sword's blade!"
The five figures gradually approached, each carrying dozens of banners on their backs. The Magic Power flowing around them grew increasingly profound, and their aura connected the entire camp.
Their bizarre attire resembled that of martial arts performers on a theatrical stage, with banners fluttering behind them signifying their exalted status. While seemingly peculiar to others, it brought immense joy to the soldiers below.
Looking at the youths among them, they seemed to be talking to themselves. With the support of the camp's military formation and the endless blood energy of the blood beads, annihilating the youths was as simple as crushing a mosquito.
At this moment, they seemed to have no regard for the dying youth. After his resurrection, the camp's military formation and the demonic figure seemed to have more important matters to attend to.
The broadsword was raised high in the air, and countless sword shadows surrounded the youth. The immense Magic Power locked him in place, and the heavy divine sense imprisoned him.
The young man was on the verge of Extremis. After witnessing the two figures "come back to life," he was not surprised at all. He raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes reflecting five sharp sword lights.
The young man grinned at the figure, his mouth stained with blood. His white teeth were covered in a layer of blood, and strands of blood still clung to the gaps between them.
"Hahahaha, the path of the Great Dao has come to an end today, and I Xu Long, will never turn back, even in death!"
" Dragon Soar, oh Dragon Soar, I have failed you! Today we are trapped in Extremis, and both master and servant are doomed!"
Buzz!
A mournful sword cry suddenly erupted from the sky, and the sword light that had condensed above his head fiercely protected the young man below, while the surrounding sword formation was already poised to strike.
The bellows were filled with defiance and fury, as if they were mourning for their master, but their fighting spirit and pride remained undiminished.
Ang! Ang!
After the mournful sword cry, two high-pitched dragon roars suddenly resounded from the blood-red light behind them. Then, before the youth could summon them, the Blood Domain behind them churned, and two streaks of blood-red light broke free from the deep vortex.
The serpentine body reappeared in the youth's eyes, and the ferocious head once again stood tall in the world, but that illusory body was destined to be powerless.
But all that remains in its dragon roar is its soaring power, its unyielding spirit, and its proud demeanor!
"Hahaha, it seems today truly is my day of reckoning! Even you've come out here. Very well, you'll all follow behind me and watch me!"
"Watch as I slay generals and cut down banners for you today!"
"Today, I, Xu Long, will lead you through this camp's military formation to slay generals and capture flags!"
" Dragon Soar, follow me! Watch closely! Slay the general! Cut down the flag! The first step!"
At this moment, the youth was like a madman. He did not break down in the face of Extremis. Instead, he used all his strength to activate his Blood Domain and forcibly summoned a stream of energy in the rolling vortex.
His gaze swept past numerous obstacles and landed on a towering mountain range on the horizon. Within the Blood Domain, the young man had already sensed a power.
Not enough! We need more! Open it up!
"The first one! The Power of Laws!"
The young man parted his bloodied lips, raised two fingers of his left hand in the air, and pointed them at a figure. The sword formation above his head suddenly activated, having been gathering power for a long time. Obeying its master's command, it was determined to sweep away the obstacles in front of it.
With that cry of "Slay the general, cut down the flag," Dragon Soar's momentum was like the blazing sun. The Magic Power that erupted from the sword was like a raging fire. The raging fire burning on the sun was about to burst forth, about to burn everything and turn all obstacles into ashes.
A whooshing sound filled the air as the sword formation overhead swept out. The demonic figures above had also noticed the young man's unusual behavior. Considering the possibility of complications, they exchanged glances and then swung their broadswords down.
The sword formation, wreathed in flames, made contact with the incoming broadsword in an instant. At this moment, it carried an unstoppable momentum, completely disregarding its own situation and consequences, and paying no heed to the other four sword shadows. The raging flames shot straight toward the figure that the young man was pointing at.
With a deafening roar, a burst of scorching energy erupted from the sky, causing the five figures' thick arms to momentarily freeze. The energy that erupted from such a small sword formation was terrifying.
They seemed completely unaware that a mountain range beneath the sky had begun to silently crumble, while the youth within the Blood Domain below appeared exceptionally eerie amidst a vast, swirling crimson vortex.
He stood in the air, covered in blood, with two dragon shadows guarding him like stars surrounding the moon. The light bursting from his eyes was no weaker than that of the human figures; on the contrary, behind the intense energy, there was a sense of dominance.
The Blood Domain of youth has been fully opened!
Buzz!
The sword cries in the air erupted once more, and billowing flames reappeared above the sword formation. The five broadswords above it all swirled, and the sword formation in the air was empowered by a mysterious force, causing the exploding sword light to flow and swirl.
The sword formation hummed continuously. At this moment, it fully understood its master's will; it was the youth's second will!
With a loud "boom," the sword shadows that had not yet attacked in the sky shattered one after another. The surrounding sword formation was like a blooming lotus flower. The flower with leaves opened looked particularly enchanting, and the sword formation that was bursting with Magic Power was also extremely fierce.
After the lotus flower dispersed the sword shadows, it broke free of the encirclement in an instant. The restraint that had been confining the youth's head finally disappeared, but the youth below showed no intention of jumping out of the crowd. He raised his head and still looked proudly at the sky, seemingly in no hurry to escape the cage.
With a flick of his wrist, he pointed his two fingers together again, and with a thought, the sword formation vanished. The mountains below had completely collapsed, and within the youth's Blood Domain vortex, that mysterious energy finally reappeared.
The young man's eyes gleamed even brighter; he was still bothered by what the man had just said and his desire for the figure's head grew even stronger!
The sound of "clang clang clang" exploded in the air in an instant, and waves of energy surged in the air. The whistling of the sword formation, accompanied by the clanging of metal, raged between heaven and earth. The figure never expected that the dying young man would still have such courage and strength.
Despite their best efforts to defend against the sword formation, the overwhelming power of the sword had dispelled the youth's suppression, while the sword formation's suppression of the figure seemed to be only just beginning.
Just as the young man was about to turn the tide of battle in Extremis, the swirling broadsword once again blocked the sky. But the sword formation remained calm, and once it broke through the blockade, it could break through a second time. The blooming lotus flower immediately began to spin, and the sword formation in the air resembled a streak of blood-red fluorescence.
As the lotus rotated, bursting sparks filled the sky, and the scorching energy instantly made the surrounding space visible. The broadsword in front of the sword formation was bent under the Magic Power.
With a deafening roar, the lotus flower streaked towards the heavens, leaving trails of crimson blood in its blooming petals.
With a muffled thud, a huge head crashed to the ground!
With a loud "boom," the ground trembled violently twice, as if an extremely heavy object had crashed down on the ground, causing a tremor that sent a chill down one's spine.
The banners scattered in the sky covered a huge headless corpse, and in the eyes of the head lying beside it, there was still an inescapable sense of shock and fear.
The first figure in the Yingguan army formation has fallen!
"Hahaha, what do you think!"
The young man made a sword gesture with one hand, his other hand behind his back. He tilted his head back as if he were talking to the figure in the sky, or perhaps to the blood dragon beside him. His tone was full of pride and magnanimity!
Ang! Ang!
The phantom of the blood dragon in the air roared twice at the youth with reverence. In the rolling dragon roar, there was endless respect and worship for the youth. The blood dragon, which was originally proud of the world, had to admire the youth to the point of prostration after seeing him turn the tide in Extremis.
The four figures in mid-air all showed disbelief in their eyes. To them, the young man was nothing more than a dying ant, yet the ant's counterattack was so fierce.
The figures lying on the ground were the best proof. The power unleashed by this sword formation was terrifying. After the attack, one could tell from the eyes of the dead figures that there was no hope of resurrection.
The remaining four figures exchanged glances, each seeing a chill in the other's enormous eyes. They then exchanged a look, tacitly shifting positions to fill the void left by the dead figures, keeping the young man surrounded.
The enormous hands gripped the bronze broadsword tightly. Before the sword formation could return, they attacked the youth below once more. In their minds, the youth was the source of all sorts of strange methods. As long as the youth was eliminated, victory would be achieved!
"Now let's look at the second one: the power of cultivation!"
After the young man finished speaking, he paid no attention to the figure's reaction. He raised his fingers together in the air again and pointed them towards the sky, while his sharp eyes looked towards the distance below the sky.
The crimson vortex behind them continued to spin, a mysterious energy emanating from its center. Another mountain range lay beneath the horizon, silently collapsing as the Blood Domain continued to churn.
Before even seeing the broadsword, the youth's mind had already caught a glimpse of its shadow. His exposed skin was slashed by the incoming force, but the youth paid no heed to the broadsword in the sky; the streak of light in his eyes had already reached its designated position.
With a clang, three bronze broadswords came to a steady stop above the young man's head, while a sword formation remained steadily above the figure above him, with a long weapon blocking the way below the formation.
The figure's head lingered on its body for a moment before the broadsword that had been attacking was withdrawn in an instant. Under the pressure of the sword formation, the figure's face turned bright red. It puffed out its cheeks, contorted its face, and stood tall with its thick arms.
The long weapon held in his hand finally swung out, the rampant Magic Power of the sword formation receded from the weapon, and then it quickly circled once in the air before bursting out with a burst of sword light.
The sword light tumbled and scattered in the air. The sword formation that had been surrounding them suddenly opened up, and the sword formation, now freed from the long weapons, once again enveloped the figure. At this moment, the swirling broadsword arrived, and the scattered sword formation did not avoid the broadsword at all.
Seeing the sword formation so arrogant, a flash of anger appeared in the huge eyes of the figure, and the Magic Power of the broadsword he brought surged even more, determined to break the sword formation in an instant. Looking at the broadsword coming at him, its heavy power was like a mountain falling.
The separated sword formation now appeared relatively weak under the broadsword. If it were the previous sword formation, it would have had to turn back and regroup to fight again. But the sword formation now was different. Instead of retreating, it advanced as it saw the broadsword coming at it, and the sword light in the air twisted in an instant.
The surge of power caused the blooming lotus to reappear in the world. A phantom shadow faintly appeared above the youth's sword formation, and the eyes of the figure below narrowed sharply. That shadow was...
With a loud "boom," the broadsword that had attacked first bent instantly, and the sharp wind was instantly annihilated in the seemingly weak sword formation. The sword formation that had succeeded in its attack was even more unusual; instead of turning back to gather momentum, it swept straight down towards the bottom of the broadsword.
The separated sword formation was enveloped by a phantom shadow. The previously weak points were now filled with solid energy. With a series of clanging sounds, the raised broadswords continued to fall, and the blooming lotus flowers seemed to relentlessly pursue them, suddenly magnifying in the figure's eyes.
Like a firework bursting open in an instant, it unleashed a burst of intense energy in the sky. The figure below, unable to release his broadsword in time, returned to a gray-white state within the enormous eye.
The second figure in the Yingguan army formation has fallen!
The mysterious energy flowing within the sword formation has restored its powerful aura. There seem to be endless secrets within the youth's Blood Domain. The energy that the youth unleashed in Extremis terrified even the great powers of ancient times.
As the young man gazed at the banners fluttering in the sky, his heroic spirit grew stronger. With the destruction of the second figure, the energy released from the Blood Domain became increasingly powerful.
The young man knew that this meant the military strength of the camp had decreased, and the mutual restraint and offsetting of the mountain range had reached a state of ebb and flow.
The sword formation in the air howled, its body brimming with immense Magic Power under the blessing of the Blood Domain. The figure's broadsword could no longer imprison it as before, and beneath the sword formation, the broadsword appeared so fragile.
The mournful cry of the Dragon Soar had long since been replaced by a soaring roar. As a celestial weapon, it once again submitted to its master. In the midst of countless desperate Extremis, it was the young man who gave it the hope and strength to the Rebirth Divine Hall.