Chapter 217: Storming the Sacrificial Domain, Leveling the Eroding Shadow Realm

Too many.

Void Demons emerged from the plains, ice mountains, forests, lakes and seas, deserts—everywhere, blanketing the hills and fields.

In the Void Realm, the Void Lord who ruled the Void King Hall, the Demon Lord and other Void Demon magnates, along with Kamikawa Mitsu, stood up on a war chariot floating in the nine heavens, demonic energy surging in every direction, and roared at the top of their lungs: "The Eroding Shadow Realm has invaded our Void Demon Realm for over ten days, seized the Sacrificial Domain, occupied our Void Demon homeland, and now wants to wash us, the Void Demon race, in blood. What say you we do?"

"Kill! Charge into the Sacrificial Domain and take back our Void Demon lands!"

"Charge into the Sacrificial Domain, charge into the Eroding Shadow Realm!"

"For every Void Demon the Eroding Shadow race has slain, we shall slay them in turn—a blood debt repaid in blood!"

Countless Void Demons roared, their battle intent soaring to the heavens.

Across hills and fields, Void Demons were everywhere, rushing in ceaselessly, human shouts and beast roars blending together, the masses inflamed, every one of them wanting to charge into the Sacrificial Domain.

"Good! Today our Void Demon race charges into the Sacrificial Domain and levels the Eroding Shadow Realm!" From the war chariot in the nine heavens, the Void Lord let out a great roar, and countless voices below answered in response.

"Kill the bastards!"

"Level the Eroding Shadow Realm!"

"They bully our Void Demon race—wash their Eroding Shadow Realm in blood!"

At this moment, the Void Demon army—numbering in the tens of millions, gathered from every major faction of the Void Demon Realm—saw its killing intent pierce the heavens, its battle spirit soaring high. Each one brandished the weapon in hand, blood boiling within, charging forward, roaring, brimming with a sky-blazing fire and flame, as they stormed into the Sacrificial Domain.

Wooooh…

Void Demon war horns thundered, accompanied by roar after roar that split the long sky, as countless Void Demons shot up into the air and set foot upon this hundred-thousand-li expanse of land, the Sacrificial Domain.

Like rolling war drums, the entire hundred-thousand-li earth of the Sacrificial Domain trembled.

It was a terrifying scene: countless Void Demons, some riding war-beasts at full gallop, others soaring through the sky, nearly blotting out the heavens and the earth across this hundred-thousand-li land. Killing intent filled the entire domain to bursting, so overwhelming that even neighboring domains trembled and quaked from it, while battle spirit suffused a million li of vastness.

The Eroding Shadow Realm.

A stretch of wild, primeval earth.

There stood towering formation platforms, inscribed with resplendent patterns, emanating an air of antiquity.

At this moment, a terrifying Eroding Shadow being waved a great hand, and the ancient formation platforms all awakened, linking up with the great gate of mist at their center, which flickered with eerie, uncanny light.

As the Eroding Shadow being waved its great hand, behind it stood Eroding Shadow beings beyond count, brimming with sky-soaring bloodlust, who strode boldly onto the ancient formation platforms and passed through the gate of mist.

"Whether the glory of the Eroding Shadow and the splendor of our conquests can continue rests on this very day! Come now—wield your weapons, and make yet another world tremble!"

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

The Sacrificial Domain, where the Void Demon Hall once stood—the once-splendid Void Demon Hall was long gone, replaced only by drifting mist and towering great doorways radiating an air of antiquity that rumbled and groaned.

Hundreds of thousands upon hundreds of thousands of Eroding Shadow beings poured out from those towering great doorways, every one of them with blood vessels bulging, killing aura surging to the heavens. Not a single one felt fear or trembled at the earth-shaking battle about to come; there was only endless bloodlust and fanaticism, an utterly frenzied excitement.

These were the Eroding Shadow race—a born race of destruction, delighting in eroding other strange worlds, Conquer all realms, long since inured to blood and life and death. Not one among them felt dread at this march.

Vast plains, boundless and endless.

This was the terrain of the Sacrificial Domain—an endless stretch of great grassland that, since the Eroding Shadow Realm's invasion, had grown desolate, with not a single human figure in sight.

Boom.

This boundless great grassland had changed.

Black clouds pressed upon the border, leaden clouds hung heavy and thick, unbearably oppressive.

The entire great grassland was bleak and desolate; the sky was gloomy, dark and heavy, the thick clouds stifling.

As time went on, the black clouds grew heavier and heavier, covering the entire sky. The grassland was silent, utterly still, like a land of the dead, the oppression so thick one could barely breathe.

Those were not black clouds—they were Void Demons, they were Eroding Shadow beings. In the sky and on the ground, layer upon layer, they were everywhere, so many that this boundless great grassland was nearly trampled apart beneath them.

One could see that every warrior on both sides was brimming with surging qi and blood, a terrifying killing intent raging within.

A silent army, a fearsome oppression, a quiet advance, weapons gripped tight—within this most hushed of processes, something was brewing.

Director Takahashi and the others were horrified.

They could not believe the scene within the rift before their eyes.

Just how many living beings were there? A million? Ten million? Fifty million? No—more than that. Gazing at that dense, countless throng of warriors from both realms, Director Takahashi and the others trembled at this moment, scalps tingling and going numb.

No one could have imagined that today they would witness such a world-shaking war between two realms—a battle utterly impossible to replicate, one that even the entirety of ordinary human history had never seen.

Boom!

A bolt of blood-colored lightning tore through the pitch-black sky, and at that very moment the armies began their charge, surging toward the enemy!

"Kill!!"

At this moment, both sides—silent for so long—erupted with heaven-shaking killing intent, their roars shaking the mountains and rivers to breaking, and the entire great grassland crumbled apart.

It was surge after surge of a steel torrent, nothing able to halt their advance—like waves from primordial antiquity, wherever they passed they swept all before them in a roaring flood, unstoppable, unblockable, forging ahead without retreat.

At this moment.

The cries of battle shook the heavens.

The living beings of two worlds clashed together.

It gathered the supreme might of the Void Demon Realm and concentrated the terror of the Eroding Shadow Realm.

Boom!

Demonic energy surged as a war hammer came crashing down; instantly an Eroding Shadow being's skull was smashed apart, the cranium shattering into pulp, white brain matter splattering in all directions.

Slicing!

Terrifying power surged.

A great halberd swept out, mowing down a thousand troops—several Void Demons were sliced clean in half at the waist, fresh blood gushing like a fountain, splattering across their own faces and the enemy's, the stench of blood assailing the nose.

It was a blood-soaked scene, sickening, a cruelty hard for ordinary people to accept.

It had been only a brief moment since the clash began.

Fresh blood drenched the field, corpses piling up and falling one heap after another.

This was how the great war between two worlds erupted—so savage, so brutal that any words to describe it were pale and inadequate. To conquer a world without casualties is nothing but a fairy tale; in reality it cannot happen, and must be paid for in blood and bone.

At this moment, Director Takahashi and the others—who had earlier been overjoyed, thinking that by linking up with another world they could bring wonderful changes to the future—along with countless others, trembled all over, their very souls quivering.

They were beginning to vaguely understand why Master Konghai had sealed the passage.

Because the other realm was cruel — utterly beyond what they could lightly come into contact with, on a whole different level of madness.

Even just watching for a moment, seeing the slaughter, hearing the roars that shook heaven and earth, Director Takahashi and the others all understood.

This was a world-shaking battle involving the living beings of two realms.

This was a great war destined to turn rivers to blood and pile corpses into mountains.

Today's battle might see an immortal legacy forever erased from this world — a tragic song destined to end with one side's fall.

Regardless, this battle was bound to have a profound impact on both realms.

Just at that moment.

The Void Lord spoke leisurely.

"Let's go, it's time we joined in."

Hearing this, the Demon Lord and the other titans gave a slight nod, while the opposing kings, reading each other's minds, pointed straight at them — and all erupted into action at once.

As the kings of both sides clashed, they fought their way up into the nine heavens.

Boom!!

A great blaze of blood-light erupted.

Terrifying shockwaves surged. At this stage of the battle, the kings of both sides struck, and those terrifying beings in the Erosion Realm who surpassed the kings also made their move, flipping their hands to suppress the Demon Lord and the others.

Seeing this.

Kamikawa Mitsu said to Li Kui and Mo Lingling beside him: "Be careful."

Then he took up a great halberd and strode forward.