Chapter 550: The Second Great Human-Demon War

Time is passing.

The four seasons are in reincarnation.

In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

"Happy New Year!"

Within the human race, there is laughter and joy everywhere.

Only wishing the new year surpasses the old—this is everyone's greatest blessing for the New Year.

Yet, the tree desires stillness, but the wind will not cease.

Just as everyone was immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the New Year, the Demon army had already quietly assembled.

Ever since Lu Xuehai led the class-changers of Xianhecheng back to the northern battlefield, the pressure on Dongfang Su and the other Hidden Dragon Shadow Guards had greatly diminished.

Relying solely on the Butterfly Emperor and a Golden Emperor who had lost the Imperial Gold Spear, it was difficult to pose much of a threat to the northern battlefield anymore.

Although the human and demon races were in constant conflict, it could be considered a back-and-forth struggle.

However, today, some changes seemed to have occurred.

"Report!"

A scout of the Hidden Dragon Shadow Guards rushed in panic before Dongfang Su.

"Lord Dongfang, the Demon army has suddenly begun to close in on us along the entire front! It seems they are about to launch an all-out attack!"

"An all-out attack?"

Compared to a year ago, there was a bit more weariness on Dongfang Su's face, and the baleful aura radiating from his entire body was extremely heavy, almost condensing into substance.

Clearly, over this past year, the number of demons and demonic creatures that had died at Dongfang Su's hands was by no means small.

Dongfang Su frowned slightly; it was not as if the demons had not tried to launch a large-scale offensive over the past year.

But the result each time was that they returned in defeat, suffering heavy losses.

Could it be that this time, the demons had some new means?

Dongfang Su soon appeared on the front lines of the battlefield, where Lu Xuehai was already present.

However, Lu Xuehai's expression at this moment was somewhat off.

The Demon army was advancing toward this side in a mighty, vast formation; looking at it, the demonic energy soared to the heavens, and there was simply no end in sight.

"Are these demon spawn acting up again? It seems they really weren't hurt enough last time." A murderous intent exploded in the depths of Dongfang Su's eyes.

"No... this time... it's different." Lu Xuehai's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Hmm?" Dongfang Su narrowed his eyes.

"Look into the distance yourself; everyone in Xianhecheng has already written their final letters home." Lu Xuehai shook his head.

Dongfang Su was stunned by his words, then immediately reached out with his senses toward the distance.

An even more massive surge of demonic energy shot into the sky, as if one had entered the very lair of the demons.

Dongfang Su's expression changed wildly; only then did he understand what Lu Xuehai meant by saying the people of Xianhecheng had all written their final letters.

This so-called Demon army before them was clearly just a vanguard force!

Behind them, there was an even more terrifying army, vast as an ocean!

What was even more terrifying was that Dongfang Su sensed an aura that made even him feel dread.

That aura, Dongfang Su was very familiar with; it was the aura belonging to a Demon Emperor.

What shocked Dongfang Su even more was that there were ten such auras!

This meant that in the northern battlefield alone, ten Demon Emperors had appeared, and while the situation in the other three major battlefields was unclear, it was unlikely to be any better.

"So what the Human Emperor said... was all true..."

Dongfang Su's pupils shook violently.

When the Human Emperor left a year ago, he had warned him that the demons would have a major move in a year's time, perhaps a great terror beyond what anyone could imagine.

Although Dongfang Su had tried his best to think of the worst, the difficulty of the situation still exceeded his expectations.

Ten Demon Emperors... with the existing strength of the northern battlefield, they simply could not hold them back.

Dongfang Su took a deep breath, and his gaze gradually became firm.

There was no retreat; there was only battle.

He reached out, gripped the war blade in his hand, and prepared to fight to the death.

Countless butterflies danced, obscuring the sky.

A humanoid creature appeared; with every step taken, ripples spread through the space.

His movements were calm and elegant; clearly a man, yet he was more beautiful than any woman.

The Butterfly Emperor appeared first, and every time the butterflies beside him flapped their wings, they stirred up storms of demonic energy.

The other nine Demon Emperors appeared beside the Butterfly Emperor, their auras faintly even surpassing that of the Butterfly Emperor!

"Dongfang Su, surrender. Just like the first Great Human-Demon War, all of your human race's top-tier combatants will be wiped out in a bloodbath." The Butterfly Emperor spoke coldly.

"Surrender? Just by relying on you lot?"

The ancient war blade in Dongfang Su's hand emitted a trembling chime, as if responding to the fighting spirit surging in its master's chest.

Facing the ten Demon Emperors, Dongfang Su did not retreat but advanced, walking toward the ten Demon Emperors step by step.

With every step taken, the aura on Dongfang Su's body grew stronger, and a sound like raging fire burning erupted within his body; that was his life force flowing away rapidly.

Yet, Dongfang Su's expression was very calm, as if he did not care at all that his life was about to come to an end.

"I am Dongfang Su, the first war general of the Hidden Dragon Shadow Guards! You lot, come at me together."

Dongfang Su drew his ancient war blade, his eyes devoid of the slightest fear, possessing only an extreme longing for battle.

The ten Demon Emperors, led by the Butterfly Emperor, could not help but be stunned upon hearing this.

Had this human gone mad? Facing ten alone, and he dared to tell them all to come at him together?

Did he really think that Demon Emperors were easy to deal with?

For a moment, they did not know whether to praise Dongfang Su for his courage or for having lost his mind.

Seeing that the ten Demon Emperors made no move, Dongfang Su actually took the initiative and charged toward them.

"Today, I shall slay an Emperor!"

Clang!

A crisp blade-chime resounded through the heavens, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Like a moth to a flame, Dongfang Su charged toward the Demon Emperors with his blade raised.

Blade energy crisscrossed, and blade intent split the heavens.

This terrifying blade strike, spanning from ancient times to the present, enveloped all ten Demon Emperors.

"Lord Dongfang!"

Within the Hidden Dragon Shadow Guards, many people's eyes instantly turned red.

They all knew very well that regardless of whether they won or lost this battle, Dongfang Su could not possibly return.

His life force had already burned to the limit; even if the Demon Emperors did not kill him, he only had a few hours of life left.

"One-on-one, perhaps none of us are your match, but you are foolish enough to want to face ten alone; I see you are seeking your own death."

One of the Demon Emperors sneered, not intimidated by Dongfang Su, and with a wave of his hand, terrifying power surged between his palms.

"Destructive Demon Light!"

A multicolored, eerie radiance came to annihilate Dongfang Su, yet Dongfang Su did not dodge at all; after taking the full force of this Demon Emperor's strike head-on, the ancient war blade in his hand slashed out violently, and a snow-white blade glow flashed and vanished.

Dongfang Su was instantly blasted away, blood spraying wildly from his mouth, his chest caved in at an eerie angle; he had clearly suffered heavy injuries.

But flying up along with him was the head of that Demon Emperor.

That blade strike of his just now was a desperate, kill-or-be-killed strike that attacked without defending!

This scene left everyone present in shock; clearly, they had not expected Dongfang Su to be so ruthless, fighting to such a desperate degree.

If he had not grasped the timing perfectly just now, he might have been killed instantly by the Demon Emperor's strike!

Dongfang Su propped up his body with his ancient war blade; though he was heavily wounded, he possessed a unique aura that suppressed the heavens, causing the remaining nine Demon Emperors to show dread in their eyes.

"He is the first; who wants to be the second?"