Chapter 591: Finding the Boundary Heart

On the city walls, Immortal Venerable Fan Quan watched as the demon army surged forward like dark clouds pressing upon the city, his expression growing ever more grim and ironlike.

He knew retreat was impossible, and immediately issued a loud command, waving his hand: "Listen up! Follow me out of the city to meet the demons! Hold the line, give no ground!"

The command flag waved, the war drums thundered!

The cultivators of humanity, already arrayed and ready, surged with rainbow‑high morale; under Immortal Venerable Fan Quan's command they burst from the gates like a released flood, instantly colliding with the onrushing demon horde.

"Kill—"

"For the cultivation realm!"

Battle cries, clashing weapons, exploding spells, demonic howls and human roars intertwined, echoing through the clouds and piercing the heavens.

In an instant, blood sprayed, severed limbs flew, and the whole battlefield became a mortal purgatory.

The disciples of the Carefree Sect were also there, clad in uniform white robes, forming a sword array with icy blades, working in seamless unison to resist the demons' frenzied onslaught; even in peril, none retreated.

Upon the battlefield, massive demonic beasts charged, rending and trampling.

Demonic beasts of varied shapes wielded strange demonic arts, corroding humanity's defenses.

Everywhere was brutal slaughter; at every moment someone fell, and every inch of land was soaked in blood.

Immortal Venerable Fan Quan swept his gaze over the battlefield, saw the gate defenses holding firm, and in a low voice told the calm‑aura Immortal Lord beside him: "The safety of this city is now in your hands!"

The Immortal Lord nodded firmly: "Rest assured, Immortal Venerable, I will hold it to the death!"

Immortal Venerable Fan Quan said no more; with a flick of his form he instantly appeared amid the chaotic battlefield.

In his hand appeared a broad‑backed longsword, heavy‑bodied and flashing with an ancient sheen.

With a sweep of his blade, a brilliant blade‑light spread; wherever it passed, like autumn wind sweeping leaves, the two demon ranks before him were cleaved in two by his blade aura, flesh and blood flying, none able to withstand its edge.

As Immortal Venerable Fan Quan slew countless demons, a sinister shadow quietly fixed its gaze upon him.

The demon tribe commander Bai Yi flashed a hint of ruthlessness and calculation, his form instantly turning into a mass of thick black demonic mist that slipped silently through the melee, appearing behind Immortal Venerable Fan Quan and striking his back with a palm of world‑shattering demonic power.

Immortal Venerable Fan Quan was exceedingly alert; though he did not turn, he sensed the hostile wind behind him.

He whirled back, laying his sword across his chest, and unleashed his full spiritual power; the blade instantly blazed with golden light.

Bang!!

A earth‑shattering explosion suddenly boomed!

Bai Yi's palm, condensed with all his demonic power, struck solidly against the back of Immortal Venerable Fan Quan's blade.

The tremendous impact spread like a tsunami, instantly hurling every combatant within dozens of zhang into the air—men and beasts overturned in utter chaos.

Amid the settling dust, Bai Yi recoiled several zhang and landed steadily.

Bai Yi eyed the unscathed Immortal Venerable Fan Quan, narrowed his dangerous gaze, and curled a blood‑thirsty smile: "Interesting! Immortal Venerable Fan Quan, let this commander show you a few tricks!"

Immortal Venerable Fan Quan planted his longsword in the ground, his face stern, his qi and blood slightly churning—clearly that blow had not been easy on him.

He lifted his eyes to Bai Yi and said in a low voice: "Since you're eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Before his words faded, both figures moved at once and clashed again.

Blade light and demonic energy crisscrossed.

Meanwhile—

Within the Boundary Abyss, the Three Clan Prodigies battled the Abyss Beast Lord, nearly ending in mutual ruin.

Among the Three Clan Prodigies, eleven prodigies had fallen.

Dozens more prodigies lay gravely wounded, unable to rise.

The Abyss Beast Lord, lost in rage, suddenly sensed something; its expression shifted violently as it turned into a streak of light and shot into the core region in an instant.

"Stop it quickly!"

The Three Clan Prodigies swiftly gave chase.

At the forefront, Xie Yan instantly transformed into his Phoenix True Form, his speed multiplying severalfold, and successfully intercepted the Abyss Beast Lord that had become a ball of light.

A black and a red hue collided fiercely!

Boom boom boom!

That deafening roar seemed about to tear the heavens apart!

The entire Boundary Abyss trembled violently.

When Ying Wuji and the others rushed over, they were shoved back by the shockwave's pressure, barely able to advance.

Then the black streak of light instantly became the Abyss Beast Lord's true form, which, with lightning speed, snapped its jaws onto the phoenix's wing and tore savagely, as if trying to rip the wing clean off.

"No!" Ying Wuji and the others sped forward at top speed, either brandishing weapons or casting arts, hoping to make the Abyss Beast Lord release its grip.

But the Abyss Beast Lord not only refused to loosen its bite, it lifted its massive claw, aiming to rend Xie Yan, who had taken Phoenix True Form, to pieces.

At the critical moment—

The phoenix's entire body erupted in terrifying Nirvana flames, instantly scorching the Abyss Beast Lord's maw.

A sizzling sound rang out, faintly accompanied by the smell of roasted meat.

The Abyss Beast Lord winced, released its grip, but swung its huge claw down hard at Xie Yan.

Thud!

The phoenix was instantly swatted away, crashing hard to the ground and carving out a huge crater.

"Xie Yan!" Cang Li cried out.

In the crater, the phoenix's half‑wing drooped, flesh blurred, blood pouring.

And the phoenix quickly shifted back to human form.

The youth's face was pallid and weak; his upper white robe was nearly soaked in blood, and a gash where the beast had bitten through his right arm showed torn, mangled flesh.

He forced himself to stand, his right arm stiff and hanging at his side, trembling slightly as blood trickled down the limb and fell drop by drop to the earth.

The youth's eyes were fierce; his left hand reshaped into a demonic sword.

He moved, rejoining the battle.

Qian Yun Zhou transformed the jade flute into a green longsword and, brandishing the sword, slashed at the Abyss Beast Lord!

All the heavenly pride could see that the Abyss Beast Lord was so eager to return to the depths because it must have sensed some disturbance down there!

It's Yuan Yao!

As long as they stall a little longer, they can leave the Abyss!

Thinking of this, their fighting spirit grew ever more fervent.

They joined forces to surround and attack the Abyss Beast Lord.

The Abyss Beast Lord's servant, however, grew ever more furious, raving madly as it tried to shake them off.

At this moment, deep in the core region.

Yuan Yao found the location of the seal on the Abyss Core.

Inside the seal barrier lay a black heart, beating.

Yuan Yao's expression turned grave.

The seal's grade should have reached Upper Immortal.

To break this seal, she would need some time.

Yuan Yao slowly closed her eyes, instantly releasing her mental power to touch the seal and search for its formation eye.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Suddenly she sensed the auras of the Abyss Beast Lord and Xie Yan and the others approaching!

Ten seconds!

She snapped her eyes open, summoned the Phantom Spirit Sword in her hand, flashed forward, and thrust a sword into the seal's formation eye!