Bell Toll
Watching the Human Clan wield their weapons with ease on the battlefield while the Demon Race suffered heavy casualties, one could see the devastation.
However, Xingtian's eyes showed no excitement.
Instead, he subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.
Behind him, an endless horde of Demon Race was poised to attack.
Compared to that, the Demon Race who were deployed to the battlefield were just a drop in the ocean.
Moreover, there were no experts among them.
They're all just cannon fodder.
On the other hand, the Human Clan's ease and control also became somewhat obscure over time.
"It's different now than when you left, isn't it?"
No one knows when, but Zhu Yan actually came to Xingtian's side.
"Hmm! Human Clan have become stronger!"
"Not bad, you've definitely gotten stronger! But who says we haven't changed?"
Xingtian understood what Zhu Yan meant, and subconsciously nodded. (Suddenly, he realized, Zhu Yan doesn't seem to have a head!)
In the years since I left, the individual strength of the Demon Race has indeed not changed much.
However, their overall strength has increased in no way inferior to that of the Human Clan, and may even surpass it by a large margin.
The most fundamental reason lies in the quantity.
That's right! The number of Demon Race has increased.
This can be determined by the number of Artificial Demon Race that Xingtian sensed.
Don't be fooled by the seemingly massive scale of Yi Xuan's Seed Plan.
However, compared to the number of lairs of the Demon Race in the universe, it still pales in comparison.
As time went by, more and more young Demon Race in the nests grew up and were brought over.
The Demon Race army was becoming increasingly large.
This numerical advantage not only put pressure on the Human Clan.
It also erased the changes that technology brought to the Human Clan.
Xingtian even made a hypothesis.
What would have happened if I hadn't sent Original Self to contact the Immortal Realm Human Clan?
Over the course of a thousand years, how far will the Human Clan's battle lines retreat?
At that moment, Xingtian suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of fear.
On the battlefield at this moment, cracks finally appeared in the Human Clan shield formation.
A very small number of Demon Race broke through the cracks and entered.
However, because the crack was not very large, the invading Demon Race suffered annihilation immediately.
They were completely wiped out by the well-prepared Human Clan.
However, as time went on, those cracks grew larger and larger.
The shield array also showed signs of shaking.
"Hmph! The tortoise shell is about to crack!"
Zhu Yan let out a cold snort and instantly took to the air.
The Demon Race below, seeing Zhu Yan's actions, all had a bloodthirsty glint in their eyes.
Seeing this, Xingtian understood that the real battle was about to begin.
So he began to slowly circulate his Demon Power.
"Bump!"
With a deafening roar, the Human Clan shield formation finally gave way.
The enormous energy shield shattered like a mirror, becoming countless stars.
Upon seeing this, the Ninth Layer Demon Race above also let out a deafening roar.
The roar was deafening, like the most terrifying howl in the world, making people's hearts tremble.
Upon receiving the signal, the Demon Race army surged towards the Human Clan like a flood bursting its banks.
At that moment, the entire battlefield descended into chaos.
The Human Clan behind the shield formation couldn't help but feel panicked when they saw the Demon Race' aggressive appearance.
However, these front-line celestial soldiers were all veterans of great battles, and their mindset quickly shifted.
His eyes also changed from panic to calm.
He subconsciously tightened his grip on his weapon, staring intently at the surging flood of Demon Race approaching from afar.
The two groups quickly clashed.
From a distance, it looks like two different famous paintings are being merged.
However, the area where they merged was a deep, vibrant red.
That was the blood mist left behind after the deaths of both the human and demon races.
And that's not all.
At this moment, not only on the battlefield, but even within the camps of the two races, a faint blood mist was floating.
The entire void was reflected in an eerie way.
The Human Clan seemed to have been stirred up by the Demon Race's madness.
Some even abandoned their Immortal Method and resorted to physical combat to fight the Demon Race.
The battlefield had now become a living hell.
Within this inferno, Human Clan and Demon Race soldiers continued their fierce battle.
Their eyes are filled only with hatred and slaughter; they have forgotten everything else.
It doesn't matter what faction or race you're on.
Only one word remained in their hearts!
Kill!
Kill every living thing you see!
There were even instances of infighting.
At this moment, Xingtian also felt a surge of murderous intent within him.
It felt as if something was blocking my heart, and I needed to find an outlet for my emotions.
Not far away, a Human Clan Immortal Emperor engaged in battle naturally became his target.
Judging from the aura, the opponent's strength should be at least at the Ninth Layer.
With his current Peak of the Eighth Layer Xingtian, coupled with the body modified by his Original Self, he is naturally not afraid to deal with a newly promoted Ninth-Level Immortal Emperor.
"Ha!"
With a loud shout, two arms emerged from Xingtian's back.
Four flaming swords were instantly acquired.
The Ninth-Level Immortal Emperor naturally sensed Xingtian's aura as well.
The two immediately engaged in battle.
The powerful aftershocks of the attack quickly created a vacuum in the surrounding area.
Xingtian felt incredibly exhilarated at that moment.
He thoroughly enjoyed the battle and the surrounding bloodshed.
Kill!
I'll feel even more exhilarated if I can kill the guy in front of me!
This thought kept haunting Xingtian!
This made Xingtian more and more courageous in battle.
The same was true for the Ninth-Level Immortal Emperor on the opposite side.
Strangely enough, the other party hasn't used any magical techniques yet.
They were simply using the Dharma Heaven and Earth and the Xingtian to engage in hand-to-hand combat.
Although he felt a little strange, the exhilarating battle was so enjoyable that Xingtian completely forgot about it.
He didn't care what the other party thought; it was better not to use magic, as that would avoid too much trouble.
With this in mind, Xingtian intensified his attacks, and his four flaming swords quickly left dozens of wounds on his opponent.
The red blood further fueled his ferocity.
His hand movements became increasingly sharp.
On the other hand, they knew that continuing the fight would only lead to their demise.
But he did not back down and continued to fight Xingtian desperately.
Seeing this, Xingtian directly activated his Principle of Fire, imbuing it into the four flaming battle blades.
The battle blade, enhanced by the Principle of Fire, turned a vibrant purple, appearing exceptionally alluring.
Xingtian, however, was relentless in his pursuit, wielding his four swords in a flurry of motion, forcing his opponent to retreat continuously.
As a flaw appeared.
Four purple battle blades simultaneously unleashed their power, aiming for the opponent's neck.
But just as he was about to cut the other person in two...
A bell tolled, its sound echoing across the battlefield.
At the same time, this also slowed down Xingtian's offensive.
In Xingtian's eyes, a flicker of emotion suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Ninth-Level Immortal Emperor who was about to die at his hands.
He then leaped backward, simultaneously conjuring a giant sword in the void, which hurtled straight towards Xingtian.
Xingtian had no choice but to abandon the pursuit and shatter the giant sword.
At the same time, a sense of unease arose in his heart, and he subconsciously withdrew from the Human Clan battle formation.
"Hmph! Xieju! Get out here!"
The roar followed immediately after the previous chiming of the bell, sounding like thunder from the heavens.