A Bloody Battle Between the Righteous and Devil Paths
In the instant the [Profound Heart Orthodox Unity Forbidden Art] collapsed, it was as if an invisible string had snapped.
That golden barrier separating the righteous and the demonic paths was once like an insurmountable chasm, forcefully blocking two powerful forces capable of overturning mountains and rivers.
At this moment, the natural barrier has shattered, and the protective barrier has collapsed.
The last buffer zone has vanished.
"Roar-!!!"
Before the roars of the million Devil Cultivator had subsided, the rolling demonic clouds surged into the Central Plains like a flood bursting its banks!
What a magnificent sight it was!
Dark, demonic clouds blanketed the sky, like an endless giant hand reaching out from the northwest, slamming down on the Central Plains!
Amidst the churning clouds, countless ferocious figures roared out.
There were Evil Cultivator treading on the river of blood, the viscous blood waves surging forward, and wherever they passed, the air was stained with a faint red. Countless twisted faces and phantoms floated and shrieked in the river of blood, as if they wanted to drag everything they saw into that eternal filth;
There are assassins lurking in the shadows, not traveling with the main army, but like countless black threads, silently weaving through the gaps in the void, infiltrating and lying in wait behind the righteous cultivators;
A ghost cultivator who commands the souls of infants, surrounded by shrill, piercing infant phantoms, with each step he takes, a crimson lotus of karmic fire blooms in the void. The instant that lotus blossoms, all life within a hundred feet is plundered.
This is the demonic path!
This is a torrent of demonic energy that has been accumulating, suppressed, and sedimented in the Northwest for millennia, and is finally being released in its entirety!
But on the flank of this torrent of demonic forces, another immense force surged in just as fiercely!
On the coast of the Eastern Sea, the sea level suddenly dropped by a hundred feet!
Countless sea creatures simultaneously rose into the air, draining most of the seawater from that area!
Led by the Eastern Sea Dragon Clan, their azure dragon might swept across the sky!
The leader was a young Dragon Clan with a dragon's head and a human body, whose aura was vast and powerful. He was none other than the Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace, Great True Person Realm!
Behind him, countless Eastern Sea Dragon Clan cultivators followed closely, each radiating a powerful aura of at least Foundation Establishment!
The North Sea Dragon Clan followed closely, their azure-blue chill freezing the void!
The prince of the North Sea Dragon Palace had a cold and stern face, and his body was surrounded by a chilling aura that could freeze everything. He slightly raised his eyes and looked at the Central Plains. There was no ripple in his eyes, only a cold killing intent.
The South Sea Dragon Clan formed a formidable presence, their crimson flames creating a boiling channel in the seawater!
The prince of the South Sea Dragon Palace was handsome and otherworldly, with an arrogant smile on his lips. Flames and seawater intertwined around him, yet he showed no discomfort; instead, there was an eerie harmony.
Three dragon powers, three colors, intertwined, collided, and merged in the void, transforming into a vast force powerful enough to change the very color of heaven and earth!
The Three Seas Dragon Clan surged in with a roar!
A torrent of demonic forces swept in from the northwest, blotting out the sky like a black tsunami!
The Dragon Clan army came from the Eastern Sea, covering the sky and earth like a raging tide of blue, green, and red!
Two powerful forces, one on the left and one on the right, like two giant blades capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart, slashed fiercely down upon the Central Plains!
What awaited them was the counterattack of the righteous path of the Central Plains, accumulated over millennia!
"Thump--!!!"
A deep, muffled drumbeat, as if the sky were collapsing, resounded from the depths of the Central Plains!
The drumbeats were deep and resonant, as if they came from eternity ago, striking the hearts of every living being!
Immediately following, countless streaks of light shot into the sky from the immortal mountains, blessed lands, and grotto-heavens across the Central Plains!
In this Hao Ran Holy Land, all seventy-two scripture towers shone brightly at the same time!
Countless cultivators dressed in Confucian robes emerged from the light, holding scriptures in their hands and reciting the words of sages. Each word they uttered transformed into a golden ray of light, merging into the overwhelming Vast Righteous Qi of righteousness!
Sword Pavilion, all nine sword peaks trembled simultaneously!
Countless sword lights soared into the sky from the peak, each one sharp and fierce to the extreme. They intertwined and converged in the void, transforming into a long river of Sword Qi that stretched across the heavens and earth!
At the Heavenly Secrets Sect, atop the towering Star Gazing Platform, countless rays of starlight descended, enveloping the entire sect in a hazy starlight. From within the starlight, figures slowly emerged, their auras ethereal and unpredictable, as if they had merged with the heavens and stars.
The Hegemon Sect, an ancient sect hidden deep in the mountains, has finally revealed its ferocious fangs!
One after another, towering, mountain-like cultivators stepped out from the mountain gate.
They wore no robes, carried no Law Artifact, only their muscular bodies radiating a faint golden light.
Their physical bodies are their strongest weapon!
This is the righteous path of the Central Plains!
This is the foundation of the four leaders!
However-
Those charging at the forefront were not Foundation Establishment True Person, but countless Qi Refining Realm disciples.
Their faces were solemn, their eyes showing fear, determination, or a calm acceptance of death, but not one of them retreated even a step.
The first clash between the demonic forces and the righteous army erupted with a deafening roar on that plain!
That was a battle of blood and flesh!
That was a clash between law and instrument!
Those were countless vibrant lives, blooming in their final, brilliant moment at the same time!
Screams, roars, the clash of Law Treasure, and the booming of Law Technique all merged into a boiling cacophony!
Blood rained down like a storm, staining the earth a shocking dark red!
Limbs and severed arms flew everywhere, fragments of Law Treasure scattered in all directions, and countless figures turned into blood mist and vanished into nothingness the instant they collided!
This is a battle without right or wrong, only life and death!
This is a release of pent-up frustration that has finally been resolved.
Blood sacrifice!
While blood flowed like rivers and battle cries shook the heavens on the earth, in the high heavens, another, more terrifying and more fundamental battle was unfolding.
Countless Foundation Establishment Realm auras rose into the sky simultaneously from the torrent of demonic forces, from the Dragon Clan army, and from the righteous camp!
Like countless shooting stars flying in reverse, trailing tails of different colors, they sped towards the highest point of the sky!
That was the battlefield for Foundation Establishment True Person.
That was an unspoken understanding between them.
Foundation Establishment True Person cultivator takes action, the impact can easily spread to an area of hundreds of miles.
If the battle were to take place on the ground, let alone determine a victor, the aftershocks alone would be enough to destroy most of this fertile land beneath our feet.
What they want to fight for is this fertile land in the Central Plains.
Instead of destroying it.
So they took off.
Go to the heavens above, to that lofty place, to that place where you can fight without harming anyone below, and decide your fate!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!"
Countless streaks of light shot into the sky, weaving together into a dense net of light in the void!
The dark red of the demonic path, the blue and crimson of the Dragon Clan, and the righteous path's radiant golden light.
A mixture of three colors shot into the sky!
At the same time that countless Foundation Establishment True Person ascended into the sky.
Four auras.
These four auras were even more terrifying, vast, and suffocating than countless Foundation Establishment True Person combined.
It slowly rose from the deepest part of the righteous path.
The first thing to appear was a magnificent golden light.
The golden light was pure, vast, and magnificent, like a sun rising from the earth. From within the golden light, the figure of an old man dressed in a wide-sleeved Confucian robe and wearing a Confucian hat stepped out.
He had a lean face, three long wisps of beard, and a pair of eyes as deep as an ancient well, yet seemingly able to see through all the illusions of the world.
He held a scroll of bamboo slips in his hands. The bamboo slips were neither gold nor jade, yet they exuded an aura of vicissitudes that had endured through the ages.
The Hao Ran Holy Land, the great Confucian King Huangfu Qianqiu.
He slightly raised his eyes, gazing at the overwhelming torrent of demonic energy and the three intertwined dragon mights. His eyes held neither joy nor sorrow, only a bottomless calm.
Immediately following was a flash of sword light.
The sword light was extremely sharp and piercing, as if it could sever all cause and effect in the world and pierce through all illusions. From within the sword light, a figure in a green robe stepped out on the sword.
He was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, except for his eyes, which were as clear as a newborn baby's, yet as deep as if they contained all the essence of Sword Dao throughout history.
The Acting Master of the Sword Pavilion, the Dragon-Slaying Sword Master!
He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the True Person Sansi at the forefront of the demonic faction, a complex light flashing in his eyes.
The third thing to appear was a patch of starlight.
The starlight was hazy and vast, seemingly encompassing the movement of all the stars in the sky.
Amidst the starlight, a figure dressed in a black Daoist robe and holding a star chart slowly walked out.
His face was ancient, and his brows revealed a sense of detachment from the world, as if he did not belong to this world, but descended from the depths of the starry sky.
The astrolabe in my hand slowly rotates, and with each rotation, countless star trails appear and disappear on it.
The acting sect leader of the Heavenly Secrets Sect Celestial Master Chen!
He closed his eyes slightly, as if he were deducing something.
A moment later, he opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the Dragon Clan army. His gaze swept over the three Dragon Palace princes one by one, and finally settled on a certain spot in the void.
There was nothing there.
But in his eyes, it seemed he saw something.
Finally, a golden light appeared.
The golden light was different from the majestic and righteous aura of the Hao Ran Holy Land; it was a purer, more domineering golden light that seemed capable of suppressing and crushing everything. Within the golden light, a towering figure emerged from the air.
It was a middle-aged man, burly and muscular, with skin that had a faint golden hue. Every inch of his muscle seemed to contain a terrifying power capable of tearing the heavens and the earth apart. He was shirtless, wearing only a piece of animal hide around his lower body. His bronze skin was covered with mysterious Dao patterns.
The Hegemon Sect, acting leader, Guan Sihai!
He moved his neck slightly, producing a sound like metal rubbing against stone.
Those golden eyes swept over the demonic forces and the Dragon Clan army, then grinned.
There was no trace of seriousness in that smile, only a kind of eager excitement.
Four figures, four great paths, four completely different auras, lined up in the void.
Behind them lay the Vast Righteous Qi and lingering Sword Intent left behind by countless righteous Foundation Establishment True Person who ascended into the sky.
Before them lay the surging torrent of demonic energy, the three intertwined dragon mights, and the impending ultimate battle.
High above the vast sky, the fierce winds howled, yet they could not budge these beings who stood at the pinnacle in the slightest.
They stood silently in the void, gazing at each other.
Within that standoff lay an age-old, pent-up killing intent, the solemnity of meeting a worthy opponent, a scrutiny of each other's fundamental principles, and the relief of finally having waited for this day.
Below, on the earth, the carnage of blood and flesh continued, with screams, roars, and the clash of Law Treasure converging into a boiling cacophony.
Above, in the vast heavens, the auras of countless Foundation Establishment True Person were rapidly rising, about to unleash their battle.
Between these two, four righteous Great True Person stood with their hands behind their backs.
They are waiting.
Once those Foundation Establishment True Person have finished ascending into the sky, once the Great True Person of the demonic path and the Dragon Clan have appeared, once this war truly enters its own phase.