War Raged!

White Cloud Temple Defense Zone.

Sun Mao stood on a cyan flying sword, holding a stack of high-level talismans in his hand.

His gaze locked onto a green-haired bronze corpse that was hammering at the light barrier. He raised his hand and threw out three Blazing Fire Talisman, which transformed into three fire dragons that tightly bound the bronze corpse.

Under the intense heat, the bronze corpse let out a mournful roar, and its green fur turned to ashes.

Sun Mao pointed his fingers like a sword, and a flying sword transformed into a stream of light, piercing into the bronze corpse's eye socket and shredding its head.

Not far away, Zhao Yanshan was manipulating a crimson bronze mirror, its surface emitting a blinding red light.

As the red light swept across, more than a dozen Qi Refining Realm Devil Cultivator instantly burst into flames, rolling around on the ground.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators of the demonic path swiftly launched an attack.

A Foundation Establishment shrouded in corpse energy fixed his gaze on Sun Mao, and lashed out fiercely with a long white bone whip in his hand in an instant.

The whip cracked in the air, carrying a nauseating, fishy smell.

Sun Mao dodged to the side, and his long whip lashed the city wall, sending stones flying. The two instantly became entangled in combat, their Law Artifact clashing, creating a perilous situation.

Outside the entire section of the city wall, hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators engaged in a massive melee.

The Law Treasure roared, their afterimages swirling.

Every now and then, Foundation Establishment cultivators would have their protective spiritual light shattered, their chests pierced by enemy Law Artifact, their blood splattering across the sky before they fell to the ground below the city.

Blood, severed limbs, and bits of flesh piled up like mountains below the city walls.

The pungent smell of blood filled the Yunxiao, making one want to vomit.

The highest point of the city wall.

Shi Jian sat perched on the massive stone platform, coldly surveying this hell on earth.

He did not act rashly.

The five-zhang-tall purple-gold body lay dormant, its lightning restrained to the extreme.

In his eyes, those Human Race cultivators below who risked their lives, whether righteous or demonic, were merely moving "resources."

"Boom!"

Several reckless demonic Qi Refining, using a flying Law Artifact, attempted to sneak over the gap in the light barrier and attack the city walls.

Shi Jian didn't even lift his eyelids. He casually swung his thick right claw.

"Snap!"

Five bolts of purple lightning descended from the sky, striking the heads of the Devil Cultivator with pinpoint accuracy.

Before they could even scream, they were instantly reduced to charred remains, scattered by the wind.

In the shadows of the tent, Kuang Dou, now the size of an ordinary mongrel, and Shi Mo, the size of a wild bear, were staring intently at the battlefield.

"It smells so good!"

Shi Mo licked his lips, his Dark Gold eyes filled with greed.

To him, the corpses scattered on the ground and the Law Artifact strewn about were an unparalleled feast.

"Don't rush, wait until more of them die."

Kuang Dou lowered his voice, stopped wagging his tail, and tensed all his muscles.

Meanwhile, hundreds of feet below the battlefield, another harvest was in full swing.

Countless tunnels have been dug directly beneath the Devil Cultivator army and the walls of Heavenly Void Pass.

On the ground, an inner disciple of the Supreme Purity Sect was pierced through the heart by Devil Cultivator Law Artifact, his body crashing heavily into the mud.

He also had a bulging Storage Bag hanging from his waist.

Suddenly, the soil beneath the body loosened.

A sharp, red claw burst from the ground, precisely seizing the corpse's ankle. With a sharp jerk, it pulled!

With a "whoosh," the corpse, along with the Storage Bag, was instantly dragged into the ground, leaving only a tiny pit, which was quickly trampled flat by the other charging cultivators.

Inside the underground tunnel, the Lord Rat stood on a protruding rock, directing thousands of giant rats.

"Quick! Drag down the corpse of that Foundation Establishment Devil Cultivator, the one with the Storage Bag!"

"That broken flying sword over there is also a second-tier spiritual material. Don't waste it, dig it up!"

"Separate the corpses of Human Race cultivators from those of Devil Cultivator, and pack all Law Artifact artifacts into boxes!"

The army of rat demons operated like tireless worker ants, frantically working underground.

The corpses of fallen cultivators, the wreckage of dropped Law Treasure, and unclaimed Storage Bag on the ground will be silently dragged away by claws extending from the ground within ten breaths, as long as they fall to the ground.

In this brutal national war, Human Race cultivators are bleeding profusely, while the Demon Race is frantically devouring the spoils of war beneath this blood-soaked millstone.

As time went on, the battle intensified.

The defensive array of Heavenly Void Pass gradually dimmed under the continuous bombardment.

Of the thirty-six array towers, three have already collapsed and come to a standstill due to the depletion of Spirit Stone and the overload of array patterns.

"Fill in Spirit Stone! Quickly fill in Spirit Stone!"

The array masters' eyes were bloodshot, and they were shouting at the top of their lungs.

Just then, an extremely dangerous aura suddenly rose from behind the Devil Cultivator' camp.

A skeletal warship, which had been hidden deep within the demonic clouds, revealed its true form. Its hull was extremely wide, reaching hundreds of feet in size.

A huge black skull was prominently embedded at the bow of the warship.

The skull's eyes were empty, and a chilling ball of blackish-red light emanated from its mouth.

"That's... the Netherworld Sha Lightning, the city-destroying weapon of the Yin Corpse Sect!"

"It's a powerful treasure specifically designed to break formations!"

On the city wall, an elder of the Supreme Purity Sect who recognized the item changed his expression drastically.

"Quick! Attack together!"

"Don't let the lightning strike the formation!"

"Thunderbolt!"

At the summit of the heavens, True Lord Fang Yi's pupils shrank suddenly. The enormous white bone warship that had been hidden deep within the demonic clouds sent chills down his spine.

That was no ordinary magical Law Artifact, but a heavy weapon of war that the Yin Corpse Sect had spent hundreds of years refining with an entire third-tier Spirit Vein and the living souls of tens of thousands of cultivators!

Its power is enough to threaten even Nascent Soul Cultivator. Although it can hardly hit a Nascent Soul Cultivator, it is enough to shatter the nodes of a fourth-order grand formation!

"Stop it!"

On the battlefield, three Golden Core elders from the Supreme Purity Sect roared, their swords flashing, as they charged towards the bone warship without regard for anything else.

However, five demonic Golden Core cultivators stood like ghosts blocking their way, their Ten Thousand Souls Banner fluttering and poisonous miasma covering the sky, holding the three of them back.

"Hahaha!"

"Old devil Fang Yi, just watch how your turtle shell breaks!"

From within the outer layer of gale-force winds, the Heavenly Corpse Old Devil's maniacal laughter clearly reached the ears of everyone below...

Almost instantly, the atmosphere became oppressive.

Below on the battlefield, the black and red sphere of light in the mouth of the giant skull at the front of the bone warship had expanded to tens of feet in size, and its destructive aura spread like a tide, making it hard for people to breathe.

Fine black cracks even began to appear in the space surrounding the sphere of light.

It's over!

This was the thought that simultaneously arose in the minds of all the cultivators within Heavenly Void Pass.

Once the city's protective formation is breached, they will be slaughtered by tens of thousands of ferocious Devil Cultivator.