CHAPTER 538: CHAPTER 522: WARTIME_1

"This..."

"Such a powerful blow!"

Watching the two streams of halberd energy approach, the Demon Tiger Clan General’s expression changed drastically, his fur standing on end. He could even feel the chilling aura of death from the two fatal attacks enveloping him. Perhaps in the next moment, the hand of death will drag my soul away, extinguishing my life and Dao forever.

Resist!

I must resist!

Otherwise, death is certain!

"I haven’t taken my revenge yet! I can’t die!" he roared. "Burn my demonic blood! Annihilate all enemies!"

The Demon Tiger Clan General roared, his voice thick with extreme unwillingness, his eyes filled with determination. His essence and blood erupted from his body, transforming into crimson flames that blazed fiercely. In the blink of an eye, his aura surged, reaching the peak of the Ten-thousand-year Emperor Realm!

"Slash!" the Demon Tiger Clan General bellowed, his battle blade a blur as he continuously swung it, unleashing dozens of energy slashes in a fraction of a second toward one of the halberd energy streams.

RUMBLE! Accompanied by a series of deafening collisions, the first stream of halberd energy unleashed by Lv Bu shattered. However, the blade energy unleashed by the Demon Tiger Clan General was also completely depleted.

At this moment, Lv Bu’s second stream of halberd energy— imbued with an invincible will, world-shattering might, and the power to sweep through ages— rapidly closed in.

"Damn it!" The Demon Tiger Clan General was horrified. Even after burning my essence and blood, I only managed to destroy one stream of halberd energy! How can I possibly resist the second one?

This is my only option! The Demon Tiger Clan General lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over the four million soldiers with a venomous glint in his eyes. A spectral tiger materialized above him, its massive jaws gaping open, creating a powerful suction that devoured the totem’s power. The totem itself was a condensation of his bloodline’s strength!

"Swallow!" the Demon Tiger Clan General roared internally, using the totem as a conduit to begin devouring the essence and blood of the four million soldiers.

"AHHH—"

"General, stop!"

"No... don’t devour any more!"

The Demon Tiger Clan soldiers screamed in terror, their faces contorted. Their once robust bodies shriveled visibly, as if all their blood had been drained.

The power of essence blood was paramount to any of the foreign races! A massive loss of essence blood would, at best, weaken their innate talents and cause their cultivation realms to drop. At worst, it would shorten their lifespan, leading to instant death.

"Heavenly Tiger Battle Blade, slash!" Facing the threat of death, the Demon Tiger Clan General ignored his soldiers’ anguished cries. While devouring their essence blood, he gathered a powerful attack and slashed horizontally with his blade.

BOOM!

Heaven and earth trembled. The halberd energy, struck by the blade energy, paused momentarily before continuing its advance!

Such an invincible momentum!

"Slash again!" The Demon Tiger Clan General, stunned and his face grim, devoured another large mouthful of essence blood. The battle blade in his hand erupted with brilliant light, its slash annihilating everything for ten thousand li.

RUMBLE!

The halberd energy’s power was significantly diminished.

"Slash! Slash! Slash!" This greatly encouraged the Demon Tiger Clan General, and he unleashed several more slashes consecutively. After enduring about seven waves of blade energy, the halberd energy Lv Bu had unleashed finally reached its limit and shattered.

PANT... PANT... The Demon Tiger Clan General sighed in relief, his hands on his knees as he gasped for breath. From his vantage point, he could see the ground. He was instantly horrified: the four million elite soldiers had all collapsed, their bodies emaciated like dried sticks, exuding an aura of fading vitality.

"Now, do you have any tricks left?"

At that moment, a cold voice echoed in the Demon Tiger Clan General’s ears, causing his pupils to shrink violently. He suddenly remembered: I only shattered Lv Bu’s attack, I didn’t kill Lv Bu! Instinctively, he looked up.

Thousands of zhang out in the Void, a crimson stream of halberd energy was slowly coalescing. The power it exuded was several times more terrifying than the previous two!

"No..." the Demon Tiger Clan General wailed. He had no means left to resist.

Boundless pressure, like an unshakeable mountain, pinned him in the Void. Escape became an impossible luxury. He could only stand there, watching the halberd energy approach, awaiting death’s arrival.

BOOM!

A cloud of blood-red mist erupted high in the Ninth Heaven.

As if triggering a chain reaction, the four million barely-living Demon Tiger Clan soldiers all exploded, their bodies disintegrating. There was no splatter of blood, only scattering bone fragments.

「With this, only three of the four armies led by the Demon Emperor remained!」

「With this, one of the twelve sacred clan legions of the Ten-thousand Demon Saint’s Court was annihilated!」

「On the right mountain range...」

"Torrential Pear Blossom Storm!" Zhao Yun, holding his silver spear, became one with his weapon. In an instant, he thrust it out thousands upon thousands of times. Countless spear-flowers bloomed in the vast Void, like pear blossoms in a spring breeze, spreading over mountains and plains, seemingly without end. Each spear thrust carried the might of a Ten-thousand-year Emperor, all aimed at the Heavenly Mantis Sacred Clan’s General.

"Mantis Fist, shatter!" The golden mantis-like General’s expression shifted. Empowered by his totem, he continuously threw his fists, creating tens of thousands of fist images that filled the sky, leaving no openings. Silver spear lights flowed as golden fist imprints surged. Instantly, spear lights and fist imprints collided, their impacts echoing continuously. The entire Valley of Blood trembled, and countless spatial fissures spread, threatening to tear apart heaven and earth.

Ultimately, the fist imprints were no match for the spear lights!

"AHHH!" With a bloodcurdling scream, the Heavenly Mantis Sacred Clan’s General was engulfed by the spear lights.

「At the summit of two mountains!」

Light of fire and water converged, seemingly cleaving the world in two. Beneath the heavens, the Crimson Gold Sacred Clan General soared. The Void he traversed transformed into a sea of fire, radiating terrifying heat as if the very sky burned. Above the earth, Wang Jian commanded the Black Tortoise Army Soul, conjuring a boundless ocean with shimmering, surging waves. Where water met fire, dense mist arose, plunging the world into Chaos.

"Serve the country with utmost loyalty!" At that instant, a razor-sharp long spear materialized, transforming into a streak of blood-red light. It tore through the world, pierced the vast ocean and the sea of fire, and impaled the Crimson Gold Sacred Clan General.

BOOM!

The Crimson Gold Sacred Clan General’s body stiffened; the flames engulfing his feathers vanished. He looked down with difficulty at the spear shaft lodged in his chest, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and the vibrant light in his eyes dimmed.

CRASH!

Freed from the sea of fire’s suppression, colossal waves surged thousands of zhang high, crashing down heavily upon the Crimson Gold Sacred Clan General, who exploded into a shower of blood mist.

「Above the Valley of Blood...」

"Power of the Overlord, destroy!" Astride his Ebony Horse, wreathed in the Laws of the Overlord, Xiang Yu thrust his spear. This single strike carried an indescribable might! The Void shattered; its infinite power seemed capable of obliterating everything and forging a new world.

CRASH!

Vast mountain ranges collapsed, and dust billowed. The fearsome army soul opposing him shrieked mournfully before vanishing completely.

Of the four armies the Demon Emperor led into this battle, the defenders of the Ancient Court Dao Domain were the weakest. Naturally, their General was also the least powerful; Xiang Yu’s spear pinned him to a mountainside.

"KILL! KILL! KILL!"

"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"

Having annihilated the four great army legions of the Ten-thousand Demon Saint’s Court, Zhao Yun, Lv Bu, Wang Jian, Xiang Yu, and Yue Fei roared in fury as they converged on the Demon Emperor.

Beneath the sky, the Demon Emperor, locked in fierce combat, suddenly sensed five new presences and was momentarily stunned.

How did they get here?

Has the battle on the ground already ended?

"All of you, withdraw!" the Demon Emperor bellowed. The Demon God Sword shot from his mouth, its peerless edge tearing through the cosmos. After forcing Bai Qi back, the sword streaked toward the ground. He had to see what had transpired on the battlefield below!