Trembling, a Loose Immortal Strikes

The Devil Cultivator, not to be outdone, roared and launched a counterattack.

In an instant, shouts of killing, screams of agony, and explosions mingled together, echoing throughout the entire abyss.

People kept falling, either having their Essence Blood drained by Devil Cultivation Method or being blasted into dust by Law Technique.

Blood stained the cracked earth, flowing into the fissures and adding even more carnage to the already ferocious Chaos Abyss.

The experts at the Void Refinement Realm also found their own opponents.

An elder from the righteous path, Void Refinement Perfection, was locked in combat with a demon general from the demonic path, who Void Refinement Perfection.

The elder's Swordsmanship was seasoned and skillful, while the demon general's Movement Method were unpredictable; the fight was evenly matched.

After more than a hundred rounds, the elder seized an opening and pierced the demon general's chest with his sword.

Before he could draw his sword and retreat, another demon general attacked from behind, his demonic claw piercing his heart.

Elder Zhang!

Someone cried out in alarm, but it was too late.

Elder Zhang roared angrily and with a backhand strike, he killed the demon general along with him.

In just half an hour, the righteous path lost two elders at the Void Refinement Realm.

The demonic path suffered even greater losses, with more than half of the thousands of Devil Cultivator killed, including three Void Refinement Realm demonic generals.

Both sides were blinded by rage.

In mid-air, the battle between Ling Yue and Blood Baleful Intent intensified.

"Nine Heavenly Sword Forms - Falling Star!"

Ling Yue gave a clear shout and raised his longsword high.

Countless sword lights descended from the sky, crashing down on the Devil General Blood Baleful Intent like a meteor shower.

"Blood Baleful Intent Surges to the Heavens!"

The Devil General Blood Baleful Intent was not to be outdone; his entire body surged with crimson light, transforming into a giant crimson wave that met the sky full of sword light.

Bang bang bang bang!!

A series of explosions rang out.

As the smoke dissipated, Ling Yue's robes were torn in several places, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Blood Baleful Intent was also in bad shape; a deep, bone-revealing wound was slashed open on his chest, and his demonic energy was in disarray.

Both of them sustained minor injuries.

"Hmph, Heavenly Sword Sect, nothing special." Devil General Blood Baleful Intent panted heavily and sneered.

Ling Yue's eyes were icy cold, and he was about to make another move when a rapid horn sounded behind him.

Waaaaah~

It's a signal to withdraw troops.

Ling Yue frowned and looked back. He saw a messenger rushing towards him, shouting, "Elder Ling! True Person Purple Clouds has ordered that demonic reinforcements are arriving. Our casualties have been too heavy, so we must retreat and rejoin the main force!"

Ling Yue felt a chill run down his spine.

He looked up and saw that, indeed, several powerful auras were rapidly approaching from the depths of the fog.

The auras of the Old Devil Yin Corpse and the Old Devil Bone Spirit were clearly among them.

If they get bogged down, their vanguard will be in danger once the demonic reinforcements arrive.

"Retreat!" Ling Yue made a decisive move, brandishing his longsword. "Everyone, take turns providing cover, retreat ten miles!"

"Yes!"

The righteous forces fought and retreated, withdrawing from the battlefield in an orderly manner.

The Devil General Blood Baleful Intent watched their retreating figures, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, but did not order a pursuit.

He was injured himself, and continuing the fight would only bring him no advantage.

Moreover, His Majesty the Demon Emperor's order was simply to stall, not to fight to the death.

"Pass down the order: gather the remaining forces and retreat to the second line of defense," Blood Baleful Intent said in a deep voice. "Tell Lords Yin Corpse and Bone Spirit that the righteous vanguard is not weak; tell them to be careful."

"Yes, sir!"

The battlefield gradually quieted down.

Broken flags and shattered blades, corpses strewn across the fields.

A hazy mist rolled in again, covering the mess on the ground.

This is the first battle for the main force of the righteous path after entering the abyss.

Both sides suffered losses and were evenly matched.

No one benefited.

Everyone knew that this was just an appetizer.

The real battle will only begin after the main force arrives.

Half a day later, the main force of the righteous path arrived at the bottom of the Chaos Abyss.

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators covered the sky, with spirit boats and war chariots arrayed behind them, and various colored spiritual lights illuminated the dark abyss as if it were daytime.

Zhang Jianchen, dressed in white robes, stood on the central platform, with Xuanjizi and Yunyouzi, two Loose Immortal, standing behind him, as well as the leaders and elders of various sects.

Looking at the remaining traces and corpses scattered across the battlefield ahead, everyone's expressions were somewhat somber.

"What are the casualties among the vanguard?" Zhang Jianchen asked in a deep voice.

"Reporting to the Alliance Leader, we have lost two Void Refinement Dao Lord and dozens of Dao Union True Lord," Ling Yue replied, bowing. "The demonic path suffered even greater losses, with at least several hundred Dao Union Devil Cultivator killed, and three Void Refinement Demon Generals also lost. The Old Devil Blood Baleful Intent sustained minor injuries and has retreated to the second line of defense."

Zhang Jianchen nodded slightly. "To achieve such results in the first battle is already quite an accomplishment. You should all go and rest now."

"Yes."

After Ling Yue withdrew, Zhang Jianchen turned to the two Loose Immortal: "Ancestors, the main force of the demonic path is hiding outside the Origin Zone, having laid out multiple lines of defense. In your opinion, how should we attack?"

Xuanjizi gently stroked his whisk, his gaze fixed on the depths of the mist, and slowly said, "The Dao Turtle into its defensive lines, intending to buy time and catalyze their Dao Fruit. We cannot give them that chance. We must act swiftly, break through their defenses, and directly attack their core."

Yunyouzi nodded, his tone icy. "Exactly. Do they think they can rest easy hiding behind the defenses? Today, we'll show them the true strength of the righteous path."

Having said that, he took a step forward.

"I'll go first and clear out these eyesores."

Before he finished speaking, Yunyouzi's figure flickered and he appeared a hundred feet away.

He raised his hand and a purple longsword appeared out of thin air.

"Divine Firmament Divine Lightning, vanquish evil!"

A low shout.

Purple lightning gathered in the sky.

Boom!!

A bolt of purple divine lightning, tens of feet thick, struck down, heading straight for the second line of defense of the demonic path.

Wherever the lightning struck, the mist dissipated, the Sha Qi dissolved, and even space itself was slightly distorted.

This is the power of Loose Immortal immortal.

Every gesture they make carries the power of divine punishment.

"Oh no! It's a righteous Loose Immortal!"

On the defensive line, the Old Devil Yin Corpse's expression changed drastically.

Without a second thought, he summoned the Corpse Banner, and countless streams of corpse energy coalesced into a shield, blocking his path.

"Bang!!"

The divine lightning struck the shield of corpse energy.

The shield shattered instantly, unleashing a torrent of purple lightning.

The Old Devil Yin Corpse out a miserable cry as it was blasted away by the lightning. Its body was charred black, and its aura was weak; it was clearly nearing its end.

The surrounding Devil Cultivator fared even worse, instantly turning to ashes when struck by the lightning. The first layer of Corpse Poison Formation was shattered to pieces.

"The Loose Immortal has made his move! Retreat!"

The Devil Cultivator were terrified and fled in disarray.

Yunyouzi sneered, about to press his advantage.

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out from the depths of the mist.

"Yunyouzi, it's been ten thousand years! You start by bullying a junior; isn't that beneath your dignity?"

As the voice faded, a figure in black slowly emerged.

Yan Tianjin stood with his hands behind his back, his dragon-patterned demonic robe fluttering without wind, his demonic aura contained yet exuding an aura of dominance over the world.

He stood there quietly, as if the entire world's center of gravity had tilted towards him.

"Old Devil Yan!"

Yunyouzi's eyes narrowed, and his Sword Intent surged.

Xuanjizi also moved swiftly and arrived beside Yunyouzi, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

Among the righteous faction, Zhang Jianchen and the other sect leaders became tense upon seeing the Demon Emperor appear.

"Yan Tianjin is indeed here in person," Zhang Jianchen said in a deep voice. "Send the order down to the entire army to be on high alert and ready to support the two patriarchs at any time."

"Yes!"

In the center of the battlefield, three people faced off.

Yan Tianjin's gaze swept over the two Loose Immortal, a mocking smile playing on his lips, "Xuanjizi, Yunyouzi, ten thousand years ago, it took the two of you working together to barely seal me. What, do you want to use the same trick again today?"