Chapter 922: Slaughter the Seven Armies, Breach the Demon Race's Northern Capital

The result before them made many demon race Demon Lords' pupils contract.

This was with the help of the Northern Capital's grand array, the Heaven Demon God-Slaying Array, and it was a long-prepared sudden ambush!

With so many layers of advantage, the final battle result was still like this — at a disadvantage.

This made the demons tremble, unable to believe everything before their eyes.

Are these still the same lowly, cowardly human race from before?

"Kill!"

"Hun Yuan Fa Tiandu Master Tianyang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, you attack the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng Demon Lord's demon race Imperial Guard; if you cannot defeat them, try to hold them off."

A blood-red gleam of excitement flashed in Hei Hei Louxi's eyes as she shouted harshly: "Great Sun Longsword Capital Zhenjun Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, you attack the Six-Tailed Fox Clan's three armies!"

"Let me see whether your division slaughters all its foes first, or mine slaughters the Jin Chi Wang Zu and the other two armies first."

"Hahahaha!"

"Army Commander, it will surely be us who slaughter all our foes first!"

Zhenjun Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, Lieyang Master Dinghai Zhenjun and other sword cultivators roared with laughter: "Have you not seen that even the Sword Son is a sword cultivator? The Sword Son is watching — how could we ever let the Sword Son be shamed?"

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Countless Great Sun Qingse Jianzong sword cultivators roared, their bodies merging with their swords, fusing with the light wheels of the army formation's heavy artifact, the Great Sun Sword Yang Heaven — man and sword as one, transforming into streaks of tragic sword-light that slashed toward the Six-Tailed Fox Clan.

A hundred thousand sword cultivators, a hundred thousand streaks of sword-light!

They ignored the Six-Tailed Fox Clan's customary soul-bewitching illusions, cutting into their army formation, cutting into the three great Wang Zu's army formation, wantonly unleashing sword qi, wantonly unleashing their own sword Dao will, carving within the enemy's army formation blooms mixed with their own fresh blood and corpses and demon corpses — incomparably beautiful.

Under one sword strike of the Great Sun Longsword Capital, the three Wang Zu demon armies suffered tens of thousands of casualties!

"These sword cultivators…"

The battle result of this instant made the hearts of many demon race Demon Lords and human race magic cultivator Master Dinghai Zhenjun tremble with dread.

Almost in an instant, they immediately discovered that these Great Sun Qingse Jianzong sword cultivators had not only grown stronger in army formation, but even their individual strength and sword Dao will had increased severalfold.

It was not the kind of increase from burning essence blood or burning magic power, but an increase in foundation — as if born this way!

They had become,

more frenzied, more bloodthirsty, more precise, more pure!

This is the role of the Great Sun Sword Son within the Great Sun Sword Pavilion's inheritance!

The Great Sun Sword Son, merely by existing, automatically purified all the petty scheming of the sword cultivators; the sect's atmosphere was greatly cleansed, no longer harboring cowardice or internal strife.

Because once such behavior was displayed, death would come immediately.

Not to mention the directions pointed out by the Great Sun Sword Son, the casual pointers given in spare time, and the mutual sword-dueling exchanges and sword-intent exchanges.

All of these had almost instantly elevated the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong sword cultivators' Immortal Dao education level to a standard greatly weakened by the Domain Overlord,

and individual growth had been greatly enhanced.

Zhenjun Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun and Lieyang Master Dinghai Zhenjun each led a division, transforming into two blazing, scalding Heavenly Swords that weaved through the army formations of the Six-Tailed Fox Clan and the other two Wang Zu; the two Heavenly Sword lights crossed in a slash, and instantly tens of thousands of demon race warriors were cleaved in two, their wounds scorched black and carbonized.

No matter how the Six-Tailed Fox Clan and the other two Wang Zu operated their army formations, unleashing one super-giant spell after another, or sent out demon cores to attack — all shattered one after another before the Heavenly Swords.

Clearly it was three armies surrounding and slaying one army,

yet the truth was reversed: the three Wang Zu great armies were being chased and beaten by the Great Sun Longsword Capital, retreating step by step, demon race cultivators dying in swathes.

"Great Sun sword cultivators!"

This performance made Hei Hei Louxi and the other nine great maidservants feel tremendous pressure in their hearts.

In the past, they had always been the most important legion force under Canghai Tianjun, yet now they seemed to have been suppressed.

Although there were many reasons — for instance, the Great Sun Longsword Capital had more Nascent Soul and Jin Dan cultivators, with stronger cultivation, its foundation being the former great Northern Plain sect, the Great Sun Qingse Jianzong, where mid-Nascent Soul cultivators were commonplace.

However, the Cultivation World has never cared about reasons.

It only cares about results!

If the Great Sun Longsword Capital were to leap up and become Master Tushan's number one army, the consequences would be simply unimaginable!

That one, although he liked to pity the weak, had never liked to invest any resources in the weak, nor place any great hopes on them.

If the Master Tushan maidservant corps proved useless, he would immediately build a new maidservant corps, and would never tolerate anything.

"Kill!"

Hei Hei Louxi shouted harshly, leading ten thousand eight hundred maidservants to meet the Jin Chi Wang Zu and the other two armies.

Countless feather-shaped golden blades hacked forth, along with yellow sand filling the sky, and earth pillars shooting out from the ground — this was precisely the joint strike of the Jin Chi Wang Zu, the Sandstorm Lizard Wang Zu, and the Mountain-Burrowing Pangolin Wang Zu; each Wang Zu's great army's strength far exceeded peak Nascent Soul, such that even a Soul Transformation Canghai Tianjun could not ignore them and regarded them as threats.

Clang!

Clang clang!

Compared with the Great Sun Longsword Capital's frenzy, blazing heat, and killing intent brimming to the brim, the Master Tushan maidservant corps' combat style was entirely different — elegant, precise, efficient; nine swords of spring, summer, autumn, winter, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and yang met the three demon king armies head-on, sometimes attacking fiercely, sometimes retreating abruptly.

Every one of their attacks was bound to strike at the weak points of the three Wang Zu great armies' formation patterns.

Every one of their retreats was bound to occur just as the three Wang Zu great armies' formation patterns were about to complete their encirclement.

They displayed a level of army formation artistry far beyond others, utterly unlike the Great Sun Longsword Capital's wild, self-immolating, headlong charge from start to finish, never retreating a single step in its frenzy.

The results displayed by these two different fighting styles seemed no different.

The Jin Chi Wang Zu and the other three clans' king armies, under the assault of the nine Heavenly Swords, were like Clumsy and Heavy giant bears; with every sword strike, a chunk of blood-dripping flesh was bound to be lopped off —

?? thousands upon tens of thousands of demon race cultivators died, and the army formation dropped by a large margin.

At the central battlefield, it was the strongest among the three armies — the Hun Yuan Fa Tiandu's million human race cultivators — locked in a life-and-death slaughter with the million-strong demon race Imperial Guard led by the exceptionally gifted Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng Demon Lord, a sovereign commander renowned across two domains.

With the help of the Heaven Demon God-Slaying Grand Array, the demon race Imperial Guard led by the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng Demon Lord did not fall into a disadvantage, trading blows evenly with the Hun Yuan Fa Tiandu, each side suffering casualties.

However, she had stabilized her position here.

But the six great Wang Zu's demon armies had fallen into a tremendous disadvantage, with continuous casualties.

If this continued, until the other two battlefields collapsed, the consequences would be…

"No!"

"This shouldn't be!"

The Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng Demon Lord was utterly unwilling: "Tian Yang is nothing but a mediocre, good-for-nothing, a withered bone in a tomb — how could he possibly withstand me, with the help of the Heaven-Demon God-Slaying Grand Formation!"

Unwilling to accept this, refusing to believe it, she ordered the demon lords of her personal demon guard to ignite their essence blood and begin fighting to the death.

This had a certain effect, beating back the Hun Yuan Fa Heaven Capital led by Tian Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun step by step.

Over the course of several quarters of an hour, the Hun Yuan Fa Heaven Capital's casualties kept climbing, quickly breaking past a hundred thousand; several Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun didn't even have time for their nascent souls to escape before dying amid the dense formation patterns of the quasi-fifth-tier army formation.

The results were very rich.

If they kept pursuing, they might be able to defeat this main force of the human race's army.

But in the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng Demon Lord's heart, a chill sank.

"Ah!"

At this moment, a shrill, miserable scream rang out from the center of the Six-Tailed Fox Clan's army formation, drawing the gaze of countless Master Dinghai Zhenjun.

It was none other than Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun, laughing wildly, leading a hundred thousand sword cultivators to charge into the heart of the Six-Tailed Fox Clan's demon lords — instantly beheading the Six-Tailed Fox Clan's clan leader, the Six-Tailed Prince — one of the six great princes of the Western Desert Demon Court — along with nine demon lords!

With the Great Sun Sword Capital at its center, scalding-hot Great Sun sword qi spread in all directions like ripples, slaying and slaughtering; in an instant, demon cultivator casualties soared past a hundred thousand.

One after another, demon corpses fell from the sky, accompanied by boundless, endless gusts of stinking wind and blood rain!

"The merit of first ascent is taken by my Qingse Jianzong!"

Xu Fang Master Dinghai Zhenjun laughed out loud.

"Hahahahahaha!"

A hundred thousand sword cultivators laughed wildly and wantonly; the clear ring of sword-hums spread across the four wilds, and the already scorching sword intent instantly boiled over.

In that instant,

At least a hundred sword cultivators comprehended sword intent!

At least ten Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun achieved breakthroughs in their sword intent!

This is what sword cultivators are.

This is the unique profession of the human race, lords of the realm — a Dao of Immortality profession born from endless racial blood-wars, with a strong tendency toward self-destruction.

For sword cultivators, brutal war is not suffering,

but rather a boundless, endless fertile soil for the Dao of Immortality!

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill…"

A hundred thousand — no, under an extremely aggressive, completely defenseless style of fighting, even with the advantage, in a short time over thirty thousand sword cultivators had already died in battle; several Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Zhenjun were gone, and the remaining seventy thousand sword cultivators, each pair of eyes burning and blood-red, laughed wildly as they charged at the remaining two great Wang Zu demon armies.

Clang!

Clang clang clang!

Amid endless sword-howls, demon cultivator casualties expanded madly; sprays of blood formed clouds of blood, pouring down from the sky unceasingly, as if the heavens themselves had been wounded by swords, with fresh blood flowing without end.

Ten breaths later, the Xuan Shui Black Snake — one of the six great Wang Zu — collapsed, and the Xuan Shui Prince, at the peak of demon lord, died in battle!

Five more breaths,

The Xuan Ice Turtle clan, one of the six great Wang Zu, completely lost its will to fight and collapsed into flight.

Although the Xuan Ice Turtle clan was most adept at defense, their tortoise-shell shield formation was still broken through head-on by the Great Sun Sword Capital, whose numbers had dwindled to fifty thousand; countless sprays of blood burst apart.

The Xuan Ice Prince, at the peak of demon lord of the Western Desert demon race, died in battle!

Beheaded in a single sword strike by the sword cultivators under Lie Yang Master Dinghai Zhenjun's command!

"Hahaha!"

"Nothing more than this, nothing more than this!"

The Great Sun Sword Capital's remaining fifty thousand sword cultivators laughed madly.

At this moment, under Hei Lou Xi's command, the Tushan Maid Squad merged nine swords into one and slew the clan leader of the Jin Chi Wang Zu — the Jin Chi Duke of the demon court.

Far behind the Great Sun Sword Capital.

The only thing worth mentioning was that the Tushan Maid Squad's casualties were just over five thousand, far fewer than the Great Sun Sword Capital's.

The nine great maids looked at their allied army with complicated expressions.

Then, the two great legions fixed fierce glares on the Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng Demon Lord — the Emperor of the Western Desert demon court — who was layered and shielded within the demon guard and the Heaven-Demon God-Slaying Grand Formation.

"Run!"

"Everyone flee for your lives!"

The Zhenjun Zhenjun Bingfeng Demon Lord gave a bitter smile, with no intention of continuing to fight; after issuing the order, she ignited her essence blood and fled madly into the distance.

Seeing this, the surrounding demon lords, demon kings, and demon generals instantly collapsed, abandoning their army formations and scattering in all directions like birds.

(End of this chapter)