Each Displayed Their Divine Abilities!
On the other side.
"Dead Corpse, heed my command! Form the Ten Thousand Corpses Grand Formation!"
A Golden Core corpse cultivator took out a jet-black token and crushed it violently.
Immediately, the thousands of bronze and iron corpses attacking the city on the ground below suddenly stopped, and ghostly green flames lit up in their empty eye sockets.
"Roar!"
They roared to the sky, their corpse energy soaring upwards, converging into a massive gray river that flowed upwards and into the body of the Devil Cultivator.
The Devil Cultivator's aura surged, his body swelled, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a gigantic corpse king, thirty feet tall, with a blue face and fangs.
The Corpse King wielded a giant white bone axe. With a single swing, he cleaved a dark rift in space, aiming straight for Shi Jian's head.
"Ten Thousand Poisons Return to the Flow!"
On the other side, Golden Core elder from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect made his move, emptying an entire gourd full of poisonous insects...
Tens of thousands of colorful scorpions, human-headed spiders, and three-eyed centipedes gathered in mid-air to form a terrifying cloud of insects, emitting a piercing buzzing sound, and pounced on Shi Jian.
Each of these poisonous insects contains potent toxins that can even corrode Law Treasure. If an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator gets even a tiny bit of it, he will turn into a puddle of pus.
"Dispel Clouds and Lock the Heavens!"
True Person Yun Du hand seals, and a sea of clouds appeared out of thin air, forming a heavenly palace on a cloud top. These clouds transformed into countless thick chains, layer upon layer, tightly binding the Corpse King.
The cloud chains were constantly being severed by the giant axe, but they kept regenerating, slowing down the Corpse King's movements by a fraction of an inch.
"Azure Wood Transforms into Dragons, Rise!"
True Person Qingshan tossed his whisk into the air, and the whisk scattered, transforming into the phantom of a towering ancient tree.
The ancient tree's branches grew wildly, transforming into nine lifelike azure wooden dragons, spewing azure Yi Wood- pure energy from their mouths, colliding with the disgusting cloud of insects...
Blue light and poisonous mist intertwined, and wooden dragons tore at each other with poisonous insects.
Suddenly, a "rain" of poisonous insect remains and wood chips began to fall from the sky.
The remaining three Golden Core cultivators of the Demonic Path unleashed their signature techniques.
One person, wielding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, unleashed countless vengeful spirits, transforming them into sonic waves of wailing ghosts and howling wolves, piercing straight into the souls of everyone present...
A person stood on a blood-red lotus platform, showering down a rain of blood, each drop of which was extremely corrosive.
The last one summoned a black banner. As the banner swayed, eighteen Silver-Armored Corpse with auras comparable to those in the Foundation Establishment Late Stage flew out from it, forming a battle formation and charging fearlessly towards the three Supreme Purity Sect elders.
The situation gradually spiraled out of control.
The chaotic battle at the Golden Core level, with its lingering energy waves, was enough to easily annihilate Foundation Establishment cultivators, and celestial phenomena were in constant turmoil.
On the battlefield below, both the Wei Kingdom cultivators and the demonic cultivators instinctively stopped their attacks and retreated, staring in horror at the area in the sky that was completely submerged by various colored lights.
That was a battle beyond human intervention.
Celestial phenomena manifest, Law Treasure clash.
Clouds rolled and swirled, Sword Qi crisscrossed, corpse energy and poisonous mist filled the air, and wooden dragons and vengeful spirits roared.
At this moment, everything descended into chaos.
At the center of the chaos, Shi Jian's massive body became the focus of everyone's attacks.
He had very little power left in his body and could only rely on his strong physique and the remaining protective lightning to withstand the attack.
A demonic blade slashed across his back, sparks flying, leaving a faint white mark.
A shower of blood fell on him, his fur sizzling as it was corroded, emitting plumes of black smoke, and his Qi and Blood surged in reverse.
Shi Jian winced in pain, mentally cursing the ancestors of these little devils for eighteen generations...
Damn it, once I recover, I'll tear you all apart and make you my snacks!
"Fellow Daoist Shi, guard your mind!"
The elders, led by the Supreme Purity Sect, rushed to Shi Jian's side under the cover of the sword formation, flicked their fingers and released a jade talisman that emitted a calming aura, which they then placed on Shi Jian's forehead.
The jade talisman transformed into a cool stream of air, flowing into Shi Jian's sea of consciousness and neutralizing most of the soul-shaking impact brought by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
"Thank you," Shi Jian said in a deep, muffled voice.
"Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. Today, we will live and die together!"
The elder spoke with great eloquence, yet his longsword never stopped, its light like a waterfall, cleaving a Silver-Armored Corpse that lunged at him in two.
Shi Jian glanced at him, a cold smile playing on his lips.
To live and die together?
Nonsense! You can't believe a single word you Human Race say.
If it weren't for the fact that I, Master Xiong, still have some use, you would probably be hoping that I would be chopped into mincemeat by these Devil Cultivator.
However, the current situation does indeed require cooperation.
Shi Jian took a deep breath, suppressing the weakness in his body, and forcibly activated the Nine-Patterned Purple-Gold Lightning Core in his Dantian.
"Roar!"
He opened his blood-red maw, and a pillar of purple-gold lightning, only as thick as an arm but incredibly condensed, shot out once more.
This time, instead of attacking the Golden Core Devil Cultivator, he set his sights on the thousands of bronze and iron corpses forming an array on the ground below!
The lightning bolts, like divine punishment spears, descended from the sky and pierced fiercely into the horde of corpses.
"Boom!"
A violent burst of lightning erupted instantly, transforming into a purple-gold ocean of lightning that completely submerged an area of several hundred feet in radius.
Nearly a thousand bronze and iron corpses were as fragile as paper before this pure Purple Firmament Divine Lightning, instantly vaporized without leaving a trace.
"Puff--"
In mid-air, the enormous corpse king's body shuddered violently, spitting out a mouthful of black corpse blood, and its aura instantly weakened.
The Ten Thousand Corpses Grand Formation was broken, and he suffered a severe backlash.
The foundation of the Ten Thousand Corpses Grand Formation was destroyed.
The thirty-foot-tall Corpse King's Dharma Image, like a deflated balloon, quickly shriveled up and transformed back into the true form of the Golden Core Devil Cultivator.
His face was deathly pale, and black blood was flowing from his seven orifices, clearly indicating that he had suffered serious internal injuries.
"A great opportunity!"
A glint of light flashed in True Person Qingshan's eyes as he seized this fleeting opportunity and changed the hand Method Formula.
The nine azure wooden dragons that were fighting with the insect cloud suddenly merged into one, transforming into a huge azure vine whip that was a hundred feet long and whose surface was engraved with countless mysterious runes.
"Smack!"
The vine whip ripped through the sky with a deafening roar, striking the injured Devil Cultivator hard despite being thrown later.
"Ah!"
The Devil Cultivator screamed in agony as his protective demonic light shattered. Like a kite with a broken string, he was whipped from mid-air and slammed heavily onto the ground below, his fate unknown.
With one less Golden Core cultivator, the demonic forces' offensive immediately encountered a gap.
"Withdraw!"
The leading Devil Cultivator, in the mid- Golden Core Middle Stage, acted decisively, letting out a roar of unwilling anger.
If they continue fighting, not only will they fail to kill the bear demon, but they will likely lose one or two more men.
At his command, the group of Golden Core Devil Cultivator forced their opponents back, transformed into streaks of light, and fled towards the Devil Cultivator army without looking back.
Seeing this, Yun Du and the others did not stop them.
After a fierce battle, all of them had exhausted their spiritual energy, and Yun Du's injuries showed signs of worsening.
"Walk!"
"Quickly return to Heavenly Void Temple. Although we managed to get here to provide support, the enemy still has five Devil Cultivator attacking the great formation."
"I'll launch a counterattack now and outflank them from the rear!"
"If we can take advantage of this gathering to kill one or two demonic Golden Core, the pressure on us will be greatly reduced, and we can proceed with a steady and methodical approach."