Chapter 2020: Tianyuan Great Battle (Part 4)

Time passed bit by bit, and the slight shaking of the hall never stopped. (Web)

Clearly, the battle had been extremely intense, and occasionally a few earth-shattering loud noises pierced through the restrictions outside, echoing in the hall.

But whether it was Han Li or those green-robed guards, they all lowered their heads and closed their eyes, unmoved by it.

A full three hours passed, and the shaking of the hall finally stopped, but streams of terrifying fluctuations swept over amidst the explosions.

These fluctuations were not something that ordinary cultivators and low-tier demon beasts could emit; the high-tier existences of both sides had already taken action.

And judging from the density of the fluctuations and the explosions that seemed to echo throughout the entire battlefield, the Demon Race still seemed to have pressed all their elite forces, otherwise the great battle would not have been so intense.

Han Li pondered silently, but remained motionless in the magic array with an expressionless face.

Suddenly, a piercing sharp cry tore through the restrictions outside and was transmitted directly into the hall, actually causing Han Li's ears to feel a bit of stinging pain.

"Not good!"

Han Li secretly called out, shook his sleeves without thinking, and a cluster of gray light rays rolled out, transforming into a light curtain that shrouded the entire hall, then his eyes flashed as he looked toward the thirty-six male cultivators.

I saw these cultivators each holding their heads and emitting painful groans, and their ears were even vaguely bleeding.

Han Li frowned, and a cold snort suddenly erupted from his nose.

The snort seemed cold to the bone, but as it entered these cultivators' ears, it was like sweet dew, and the painful expression immediately faded by more than half. They sat upright again and began to regulate their breathing.

After a full meal's time, these cultivators finally suppressed the discomfort in their bodies, and their complexions recovered by more than half.

"Thank you, Senior, for saving us!" The leader of the cultivators felt grateful and bowed deeply to Han Li.

"It's nothing. With me here, I naturally won't let you suffer any damage. However, being able to have such power with just a cry, it seems that Demon Race Venerables have also taken action. You won't stay here for long, so hurry up and recover your vitality, and don't drag me down," Han Li said lightly.

"Yes, this junior and others will adjust our vitality as soon as possible and will definitely not drag Senior down," the male cultivator's heart trembled, and he answered, hurriedly closing his eyes to cultivate again.

Han Li pondered for a moment, then moved his spiritual sense and probed outside the restrictions again.

At this moment, near the city wall, the Four Treasures of the Heavenly River were nowhere to be seen. As for the demon beast army that had numbered in the tens of millions, nine out of ten were empty, and the remaining demon beasts were mostly mid-to-high-tier existences, each covered in wounds.

As for those super demon beasts, they didn't know what kind of treasures the human and demon races had used to eliminate them, leaving only seven or eight alive on the battlefield, each with a weak aura and appearing to be of little use.

Beneath the tall city wall of Tianyuan City, they were replaced by dense Demon Race armored armies, numbering seven or eight million. But strangely, apart from demons above the Nascent Soul stage who could fly, other demons could only run wildly on the ground.

In a heavily guarded secret place in Tianyuan City, a super great array composed of over a thousand small magic arrays was activated, emitting an invisible restriction that shrouded Tianyuan City and a large area nearby.

This was actually a super-giant no-fly restriction, but unlike ordinary no-fly restrictions, this restriction seemed to only be effective against the Demon Race side, while the human side could still fly freely regardless of their cultivation.

However, the Demon Race had far more people and strength than the city defenders and ordinary cultivators. Even in this unfavorable situation, they still surged onto the city wall like a tidal wave, and the battle became a chaotic mix.

The originally mysterious protective light curtain of Tianyuan City had long since vanished without a trace, and it was unknown when it had been forcibly shattered and broken by the Demon Race side.

But what truly concerned the outcome of the great battle was not these ordinary demons and ordinary city defenders, but the intense battles of high-tier existences above the city wall.

Groups of existences above the Spirit Severing stage were forming dozens of large and small battle groups, fighting incessantly everywhere in the sky.

Rolling demonic clouds, whistling light rays, dazzling sword light, and other divine abilities collided from time to time, transforming into light rain flashing in various parts of the sky, and the rumbling explosions never stopped for a moment.

Several battle groups were the most eye-catching!

In one battle group, a pitch-black demonic cloud and a piece of deep blue liquid intertwined, spinning rapidly, forming a giant vortex over a hundred mu wide.

And inside the vortex, thunderous sounds erupted, and a figure with blue lightning and a figure pitch-black like ink were fighting incessantly.

Not far from the vortex was a large gray light curtain that shrouded a thousand zhang of the sky. In the light curtain, a tall demonic shadow vaguely sprayed streams of wild wind, transforming into countless zhang-long wind blades that swept toward the opposite side.

Opposite was an old man holding a giant feather fan in each hand, fanning wildly, while releasing red and blue light rays to collide with the hurricane opposite, transforming into rolling water and fire power, not falling behind in the slightest.

The last battle group had a black-robed man holding a crimson small drum in one hand, while his other palm kept knocking on it "bang bang", and streams of pale red sound waves scattered in circles.

Confronting him was a giant demon bird with a beautiful woman's head. The bird was emerald green, with four wings on its back, and opened its mouth to emit a piercing sharp cry, actually holding its own against the pale red sound waves, not falling behind in the slightest.

And within a few miles of the two, there was no other existence of the human, demon, or demon races.

Clearly, the range of their sound wave attacks was too wide, and no one dared to get close, fearing that the city gate would catch fire and harm the fish in the moat.

The sharp cry that was transmitted into the pavilion where Han Li was located was caused by a trace of sound wave accidentally losing control from the demon bird.

Fortunately, the two could control most of their attacks, and the scattered sound wave power was only a small part. Otherwise, if the two attacks were truly dispersed on ordinary existences, whether it was the human and demon races or the Demon Race, they would likely suffer heavy casualties.

Han Li was slightly surprised, but after scanning a circle and not finding any signs of the Blood Light Sacred Ancestor taking action, he immediately withdrew his spiritual sense.

His task was only to deal with that Blood Light Sacred Ancestor incarnation. Since the Tianyuan City side had not fallen behind, there was naturally no need to take action now.

The great battle outside became increasingly intense as the Demon Race Venerables and the human and demon race Elders took action one after another.

The number of Demon Race Venerables was clearly much higher than the Body Integration existences of Tianyuan City. Therefore, when seven or eight more Demon Venerables rushed out from the demonic energy, the human side did not send Body Integration cultivators to respond, but teams of cultivators wearing strange multicolored costumes.

These cultivators had strong auras and were all at the Spirit Severing stage.

Seeing this, these Demon Venerables let out a ferocious grin, intending to use their divine abilities to kill these seemingly vulnerable cultivators.

But just then, some cultivators suddenly took out some pills from their arms and swallowed them. Immediately, their bodies expanded massively, or hair grew on their bodies, or fangs were exposed in their mouths, actually transforming into half-demons, and their auras clearly surged by a large margin compared to just now.

The pills they took were a kind of spiritual medicine that stimulated potential.

And another group of cultivators, although they did not transform, raised their hands one after another and released black rings.

In the next moment, evil winds blew, and batches of tall purple-armored puppets emerged like ghosts.

These puppets had pale, bloodless faces, emerald green eyes, and black, sharp fingers, actually being rare corpse-type puppets.

As soon as these corpse puppets appeared, they immediately lunged at the few Demon Venerables with green light flashing in their eyes. With hundreds of them moving together, they actually stirred up gusts of evil wind, clearly possessing not small divine abilities.

Those few Demon Venerables let out a cold laugh, raising their hands and feet to transform into giant demon palms to slap these puppets down from the sky, or opening their mouths to spray black light to cut the puppets in two, like destroying rotten wood.

In the blink of an eye, these puppets were defeated.

These Demon Venerables laughed wildly, intending to kill everyone in one breath.

But in the next moment, an astonishing scene appeared.

The corpse puppets whose bodies had been slapped out of shape had black energy rolling on their surfaces, and they recovered as usual. Even those puppets that had been cut into pieces gathered their remains in the black energy and merged as before.

Then, these corpse puppets lunged at the Demon Venerables again with ferocious expressions.

"Undying body! No, there is something else to it!" A Demon Venerable said in shock.

At the same time, in a stone tower in Tianyuan City, hundreds of black-robed cultivators sat motionless on the ground, each with a black wooden puppet half a foot long floating in front of them.

The surfaces of these wooden puppets were covered with gray-white runes, and faint black energy was entangled. Under the constant urging of these cultivators forming seals with both hands, they actually twisted strangely, as if they were living things.

At this moment, when those Demon Venerables were stunned by the undying body of the corpse puppets, another group of cultivators suddenly stomped their feet, and giant array disks a zhang wide appeared beneath them. With a flash of light, they vanished in place simultaneously.

Immediately, light flashed incessantly near those Demon Venerables, and these cultivators appeared through teleportation, but each held a banner flashing with five-colored light rays, waving them frantically.

With a loud "boom", layers of five-colored clouds surged from the banners, instantly submerging these Demon Venerables.

In the clouds, silver runes rolled incessantly, flashing and flickering, appearing extremely mysterious.

Furious roars erupted from the clouds, and powerful auras swept through the clouds like hurricanes, but as the five-colored clouds expanded and contracted, no Demon Venerable could rush out.

However, because of this, the aura in the clouds became increasingly manic, and rumbling explosions rolled out from within.

But at this moment, those demon cultivators who had already half-transformed, under the low roar of their leader, one after another took out golden-silver talismans and stuck them onto their bodies. Their figures immediately became blurry one by one, and then they transformed into clusters of demon wind, charging into the clouds and mist.

Suddenly, the rumbling sound from the Cloud Mist Sect became several times louder than before, and the auras of those demon cultivators instantly intertwined with the auras of the demon venerables, neither side giving way, and they did not fall into a disadvantageous position.

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