Chapter 668: Overwhelming Odds

He hadn't been on the frontline ten days before encountering a great demon crossing the border—Li Yi felt he was just incredibly unlucky.

Demons of this caliber are nearly invincible on Earth right now.

Earth's cultivators haven't yet grown strong enough to stand against great demons; the top experts today are barely at the Tribulation Crossing realm, barely able to confront heavenly demons. Right now, only Wu Laodao and Feiyunzi, both at the Three Flowers realm, are on the frontline.

They've only blossomed one flower—their strength is roughly equal to a great demon's. If three or more great demons appear, this Earth frontline will collapse in an instant.

Moreover, under these circumstances, Li Yi couldn't be sure Wu Laodao and Feiyunzi would give their all against the great demons.

They aren't Earth natives—they're cultivation experts who crossed over. They have no duty or obligation to protect Earth's safety; merely showing up and intimidating the demons is already more than enough. To fight to the death? That's unlikely.

Thus, Li Yi couldn't help but feel worry creep into his heart.

"What do we do now?" Su Mu, Tao Sheng, Pan Hongjie, and Lu Yi all stared at him.

Here, Li Yi was the strongest, and the commander of this stretch of the frontline—everyone naturally looked to him for direction.

Li Yi thought for a moment and said: "The frontline will likely collapse under a great demon incursion—I'm not exaggerating. I know exactly how weak our forces are. Our first priority is surviving the coming battle; everything else is irrelevant."

"You mean the frontline might not hold?" Su Mu and the others paled.

"The gap between Earth and the Demon God Realm is vast—I'm sure everyone understands that. We've held out this long only because the demons haven't truly gone all out. If they unleash all their great demons, like today, the frontline will fall without doubt." Li Yi said seriously.

All the Three Flowers experts on the frontline were brought by him—he knew better than anyone whether they could stand against the Demon God Realm.

Beside him, Tao Sheng said: "If the frontline falls, doesn't that mean Earth is finished? This invasion isn't like the Xuan Immortal Continent—just minor skirmishes. They're serious about seizing Earth, and their strength is at least equal to, if not greater than, the Xuan Immortal Continent's."

Li Yi said: "Don't worry—it's not that dire. Someone still cares enough to protect Earth. Even if it falls, all we can do is fulfill our own duties. Matters of a world's survival aren't for us to decide."

True. We only need to do our part—first, hold this stretch of the frontline. As for the great demons, we can only trust our own strong ones. Su Mu nodded slightly.

Yet even as they spoke briefly.

Everyone saw a rolling tide of demonic clouds approaching; the surging demonic power alone caused the warning devices across dozens of li of the frontline to explode one after another.

The great demon's power whipped up a gale, like a tidal wave crashing toward the entire frontline.

At that moment, every evolver felt the terrifying demonic force—their eyes widened, their bodies trembled, their souls screamed warnings, urging each evolver to flee, or they would surely die here.

Mortal peril loomed before them.

Yet not a single evolver retreated—they had come to the frontline fully prepared to die; otherwise, they wouldn't have accepted this mission to fight the Demon God Realm.

"Is this the power of a great demon? Truly terrifying—this level of demonic energy feels like a mountain crushing down, suffocating." At one corner of the frontline, Ji Wu, a martial artist, stood midair, fists clenched, gazing far off, feeling the crushing pressure.

Even as a martial artist, he felt unease creep into his heart.

But immediately, his blood began to boil.

Martial artists are born for the battlefield.

If he survives this slaughter, his martial realm will surge forward. If he dies today, then he was never more than this.

"Another great demon? This is really a headache." Sun Boxiu, dean of the Golden Academy, also stood high in the sky, frowning with unprecedented worry.

He had witnessed firsthand the terrifying power of great demons at the Golden Academy.

It truly could overturn heaven and earth, shattering hundreds of li of land at a stroke.

But last time, luck favored them—a powerful expert slew those three great demons. He didn't know if fortune would smile again this time.

"How many great demons are they deploying? Can the AI analyze it?" In the frontline command post, Xiao Jianguo's expression was grim, his heart frantic—but he showed no outward sign, remaining calm.

"Based on energy readings from the warning devices, they've deployed at least four great demons, possibly five. Heavenly demons: at least thirty. Earth demons? Even more—likely one or two hundred."

Someone immediately replied.

Hearing these numbers, Xiao Jianguo froze.

What the hell?

Five great demons. Nearly thirty heavenly demons.

How do you fight this?

The frontline has only two people capable of confronting great demons. With such a disparity in top-tier strength, even holding back the heavenly demons won't matter.

Just thinking of it filled one with despair.

But the Demon God Realm's great demons didn't care about their despair—they were already near the frontline. Though they hadn't struck, their icy killing intent made every evolver's hair stand on end.

Each felt as if a monstrous beast had locked onto them, ready to devour them at any moment.

"Wu Yong, Li Yun, come out here!" A familiar voice roared across heaven and earth—the air trembled, and every ear rang.

The speaker was Yuan Cang, the great demon, gripping a purple-gold iron staff, eyes blazing, murderous intent fixed on one direction of the Earth frontline.

Around Yuan Cang stood four other great demons, cold-faced, brimming with killing intent. They had set aside pride and come together to break the frontline, slaughter every evolver, and reclaim the Precious Moon Bow and the Black Gold Arrows.

To them, crushing this frontline was effortless—the key was finding the human evolver who held the bow.

As Yuan Cang's voice faded.

In a quiet chamber on the Earth frontline, Wu Laodao gazed at the rolling demonic clouds, sighed inwardly, and stepped forward to meet them.

He couldn't just turn and flee—he was a Three Flowers expert, with pride and dignity.

Moreover, Taiyi was still on the frontline—he had to contribute his share.

Instantly, he shot skyward as a five-colored light. In that instant, the demonic clouds thinned; five-colored auroras illuminated the heavens. He stood upon rainbow light, draped in swirling clouds, holding an ancient bronze bell on the frontline.

The bronze bell in Wu Laodao's hand was called the Five-Color Divine Bell, specially forged for him by the bald Daoist Tang Yi. But due to rushed crafting and limited materials, it was only a low-grade Dao artifact.

Coiled around the bell now was a five-colored spirit serpent—the bell's spirit. Sensing an impending battle, the spirit-serpent hissed, vibrating the bell, ready to fight to the death.

"Wu Yong, just you? Where's the other one? Dead from injuries?" Yuan Cang stared at him and spoke directly.

Wu Laodao saw the five great demons before him—his heart sank. If they attacked together, he would die today without doubt.

Yet at that moment.

Another brilliant surge of celestial spiritual energy erupted from a corner of the frontline. A middle-aged Daoist in a Bagua Purple Cloud Robe appeared, arriving at blinding speed to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Wu Laodao.

The middle-aged Daoist was none other than Feiyunzi, who had crossed over from the End-Dharma cultivation world—in this world, his name was Li Yun.

Feiyunzi wasn't from a major sect—he was a lone cultivator who had endured countless hardships to reach his current state and regain his peak on Earth.

Though he possessed unyielding determination and decent cultivation talent, his foundation was thin—he was even weaker than Wu Laodao, which is why he was injured in past clashes with great demons.

Though he had mostly recovered, facing five great demons today, he still held his ground.

Disappointing, Yuan Cang—I'm still alive. Feiyunzi spoke coolly, his Bagua Purple Cloud Robe shimmering with divine light.

It was another low-grade Dao artifact forged by the bald Daoist Tang Yi, who knew Feiyunzi's combat strength was weak and thus crafted him a defensive artifact.

That's why he survived last time—he'd have been killed otherwise.

"You survived that blow? Your Earth evolvers have stubborn lives." Yuan Cang sneered. "But today, you won't be so lucky—I'll kill you."

"If you can manage it, go ahead and try," Feiyunzi replied coldly, then secretly transmitted: "Wu Laodao, we can't defeat five great demons together—we need Xian Gu to intervene."

"Xian Gu Xuan Yuezi has fully blossomed her Three Flowers and is a powerful figure from the Seven Immortal Maidens of the Heavenly Dao Sect. She masters Cloud Riding and Dragon Taming—combined with the high-grade Dao artifact, the Heavenly Dao Seal, she can definitely slay a great demon."

"If we don't hold these five great demons, Taiyi on the other frontline will be in danger."

Wu Laodao immediately replied: "I know. The moment I sensed their demonic aura, I sent word to Xian Gu. But she's in seclusion stabilizing her realm—I'm unsure if she'll arrive in time. I've also sent a message to that bald man and alerted Liu Guzi in Tianchang City."

"Our only option now is to hold these five great demons together and buy time. If Xian Gu doesn't arrive, we'll die here."

He knew: now that he'd appeared, he couldn't flee.

If he ran, he'd offend Taiyi and face retribution later—and be hunted by the demons. He'd be damned from both sides.

So when Wu Laodao and Feiyunzi appeared, everyone understood—they had no choice but to hold firm until Xian Gu Xuan Yuezi arrived.