Chapter 1014

The ground around Black Dragon City trembled slightly.

Just 180 li south outside the city, underground there is an ordinary cold iron vein.

A Geng Metal law Dao resonance enveloped the vein; within the vein stretching a thousand li, strands of cold iron elite spontaneously refined, breaking through rock layers and flying up into the sky, then in an instant arrived inside Black Dragon City.

A throne condensed from cold iron elite appeared out of thin air behind Wu Tie.

Wu Tie slowly sat down; the throne rose into the air, shot out of Black Dragon City's defensive grand formation, flew north for several dozen li, arriving above the city's north gate, hovering a thousand zhang above the ground.

In the northern demon clouds, countless miscellaneous little demons howled as they charged over.

Flying beasts, running animals, flowers, birds, insects, fish—every kind imaginable was present.

Among them were fierce tigers and leopards, giant pythons and venomous snakes, old eagles and vultures, sharks and great whales, plus colorful roosters, lion-headed geese, puffed-up giant toads, sticky snail worms, and so on—almost encompassing every great and small living thing an ordinary person could think of.

There were no formations, no tactics, no discipline; the boundless great and small demons, those somewhat stronger had the level of the Tai Cang realm, while the weaker were roughly equivalent to the Gan Xuan realm, barely able to ride qi and float.

Without a commander or any hierarchical control, these great and small demons were like a gang loitering on the street, waving small blades and fighting with the neighboring block's gang—excited to the extreme, they rushed out to slaughter.

"A rabble!" Wu Tie gave a cold chuckle.

On either side of the throne, Huang Lang and other Wuguo civil and military officials stood in attendance, each wearing a cold smile as they watched the chaotic demons charging forth.

Each of them still restrained their aura; to outsiders they appeared as before—blood and qi fluctuating, essence and spirit greatly depleted, unsatisfied—giving no hint that they had just condensed Dao marks and were venerable beings.

Beside Wu Tie were only the Demon Supremacy, Zhu Ganglie, Old Geya, and other demon monsters, unscrupulously releasing their venerable aura.

But they numbered only about thirty, and even the strongest Demon Supremacy paled in comparison to the strongest few among the opposing hundred or so demon venerables.

So Wu Tie and his group coldly laughed at the ragged charge of the little and great demons, while those demon venerables laughed uproariously at Wu Tie's side's "scraggly" few thousand. The yellow-bearded big man laughed even harder, saliva spraying: "Mantis arms blocking a cart—do humans have that saying?"

Wu Tie grinned and swung his hand forcefully.

Inside Black Dragon City, ten enormous teleportation arrays were set up in an instant by Mo Wu and a few Mo family elders.

Having attained venerable cultivation, their mastery of heavenly and earthly laws reached an entirely new height; for them, such enormous teleportation arrays were as easy as drinking water and eating rice— they could lay them down with a casual gesture.

"Boom, boom, boom," came an immaculately neat yet heavy tread; ranks of colossal divine soldiers marched out in perfect order from the thousand-zhang-wide enormous teleportation array.

They streamed out of the array in mighty numbers, then beneath their feet spewed red light as they shot straight up into the sky.

Black, evil-shark-like Wuguo new-style warships glided smoothly from the gate, even bearing a hint of elegant composure; their sides faced north, arranged in neat firing formations as they rushed out of the teleportation array and then flew straight up into the sky.

One row of warships rose, two rows rose, three rows rose…

The pitch-black warships hovered in the air, neat and packed together; countless large and small light cannons protruded from their hulls, locking onto the northward howling demon horde.

On the warships, countless wood spirits stood in neat rows, drawing their bows.

Before the northern hundred-odd demon venerables could react, Wuguo's massive army unfurled the curtain of attack.

Countless colossal divine soldiers hovered in midair; their heavy chest armor plates slid open to either side, revealing dense firing nests within their chests. Countless thumb-thick chaos-fire bolts spewed flame and screamed out, like a mad swarm of bees slamming into the demon horde.

Each chaos-fire bolt, upon detonation, wielded power comparable to a full-force strike at the peak of the Tai Cang realm.

Clusters of firelight enveloped a thousand-zhang area; rolling heat waves, fierce and violent light and heat tore the demon horde apart. Countless great demons were blown to bits, their severed limbs and broken arms falling like rain from the sky.

Those little demons not even reaching the Tai Cang realm had no chance of leaving remnants; they vaporized outright in the firelight.

"Oom" a dull buzz sounded; over ten thousand warships arrayed in firing formation in the air spat out piercing beams of light, the strong light piercing one demon body after another, rending the vast, boundless demon horde.

The light cannons of Wuguo's new warships were immensely powerful; each shot matched a full-force strike of the first heaven of the Divine Clarity realm.

A single light pillar could easily pierce through the bodies of tens of thousands of great and small demons, then the pillar would violently explode.

Vast mushroom clouds billowed black-red flames, accompanied by terrifying booming roars as they slowly blossomed in the air; beneath each mushroom cloud, hundreds of thousands to millions of demons were instantly reduced to fragments.

More colossal divine soldiers emerged from the gate, and more warship formations slid out.

Dense chaos-fire bolts crisscrossed the sky, while beams of light tore through the void; the massive demon horde could not advance an inch, instead being forced to retreat step by step.

No, it wasn't retreat; the charging demon horde was being wiped out in large swaths. In the short span of a tea break, under the coordinated fire of tens of thousands of new warships and the concentrated barrage of tens of millions of colossal divine soldiers, hundreds of millions of demons vanished without trace.

The wood spirits on the warships looked wistfully at the rolling fire clouds in the void.

The enemy was destroyed too quickly; they never had a chance to draw near the warships, and their exquisite archery skills had no room to be displayed.

They hadn't even made contact with the enemy before the enemy was annihilated.

Several wood spirit elders couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh; heroes with no battlefield to display their prowess, they felt like they were eating plain rice, feeling ashamed of the monthly provisions and supplies Wu Tie allocated to them.

In the demon clouds, countless snarling, grimacing great and small demons simultaneously shut their mouths.

They had wanted to follow closely behind their comrades' steps, charge out of the demon clouds, rush into Black Dragon City and slaughter freely—but in the blink of an eye, the companions who had charged out of the demon clouds were utterly wiped out.

With so many monsters, even if they stood in a line for you to slit their throats one after another, you couldn't finish them off in three or five hundred years, right?

Yet under the enemy's frenzied assault, how long did it take before they completely perished?

Not to mention those lesser demons below; even the giant demons of the Divine Clarity realm each shrank their necks, utterly losing the courage to charge forward.

At bottom, they are merely demons, retaining the most primal instincts of beasts.

Animals would not willingly go to their deaths for nothing; they follow instinct to avoid danger.

The yellow-bearded sturdy man seated in the throne's center drew a deep breath, gazed at the empty void ahead, then at the sea below already stained red with severed limbs and blood, and instinctively rose to his feet.

"Very good, very good, you are not weak; this is very good." The yellow-bearded man's tone was a bit off; he chuckled "hehehe" a few times, then clapped and nodded vigorously: "You are strong; this is very good. For prey, of course the stronger the prey, the more fun it is to hunt and kill."

"Who is the prey?" Wu Tie asked with a laugh to the yellow-bearded man.

The yellow-bearded man seriously examined Wu Tie's side—the demonic aura surging Heavenly Supremacy, the demon wind swirling around Zhu Ganglie, and the ghostly aura rising from the Sheli Ghost Sovereign, among that band of demon monsters—and earnestly nodded: "You are the prey."

"Thud" a sound rang; Old Iron leapt from inside the city onto the battlements, he whistled a few times, and the east and west gates of Black Dragon City opened simultaneously; a flood-like tide of colossal divine soldiers surged out from within the city, they rose into the air and flew to outflank the demon horde's left and right wings.

All the demon venerables burst into wild laughter at once.

The yellow-bearded man laughed loudly: "You think you want to encircle us and annihilate us all? Who gave you the guts?"

Wu Tie smiled; on either side of him, Huang Lang and the other hundred-odd civil and military officials suddenly had one or two, or as many as three or four, Dao marks leap out from their heads, lively and agile, emanating strong Dao resonance of law.

Although they had just condensed Dao marks, expending large amounts of essence, qi, spirit, and soul power, Huang Lang and the others gave the impression of empty husks—devoid and weak—but the Dao resonance undulations emitted by their Dao marks were truly substantial.

Having just condensed Dao marks, they ranked as the weakest among venerable beings, yet they were genuinely venerable beings.

A hundred or so venerable beings, together with the Demon Supremacy and several dozen old monsters exhaling towering aura, this force was quite formidable.

The yellow-bearded man's body twitched slightly; the laughter of the hundred-odd demon venerables at his side cut off abruptly, and they stared in disbelief at the hundred-odd venerable masters who had suddenly appeared beside Wu Tie.

One after another, the demon sovereigns rose warily and cautiously.

Just as with the lesser demons, these demon sovereigns still retained their powerful primal instincts, subconsciously sensing the approaching danger.

The giant god warriors flew swiftly; a mighty host like two black dragons had already flanked from east and west, reaching the left and right wings of the vast demon horde.

Moreover, a batch of new‑style warships openly sped through the high skies hundreds of li above the ground, their decks filled with giant god warriors who arrogantly charged straight down from above the demon horde, clearly aiming to cut off their retreat.

The vast demon horde stretched tens of thousands of li, demon clouds filled the void, covering a range of hundreds of thousands of li.

For Wu Tie's warships, this distance is about fifteen minutes; as long as Wu Tie here tangles with the yellow‑bearded sturdy man for fifteen minutes, those warships and the giant god warriors aboard them can block the vast demon horde from behind.

"Report your name!" Behind the yellow‑bearded sturdy man, golden‑yellow demon clouds roiled, and a majestic nine‑headed yellow lion phantom swayed in the clouds, continually emitting low roars.

"Wuguo, King Wu Wu Tie. This is the newly opened territory of my Wuguo; you who offend my Wuguo commit a grave crime." Wu Tie smiled and said to the yellow‑bearded sturdy man: "May I ask your esteemed name?"

The yellow‑bearded sturdy man wore a grim face and said in a deep voice: "The Demonic Heaven Alliance, Patriarch Pingtian. King Wu Wu Tie, you have slain countless of my subordinates; by the rules of the Demonic Heaven Alliance, blood debt must be repaid in blood—your entire Wuguo shall die..."

Wu Tie's sleeve suddenly flicked, a black sword aura whistled out, extending a hundred li, instantly rending the void, carrying a solidified heaven‑topping killing intent, straight to Patriarch Pingtian's chest.

Patriarch Pingtian let out a strange whistle, and suddenly an earth‑yellow mountain several zhang high rose before him, releasing thick yuan‑magnetic force to block the black sword aura.

"pfft", the thick, sticky earth‑yellow yuan‑magnetic force was torn like gauze; the yellow mountain was pierced by the sword light; Patriarch Pingtian gave a hysterical roar; the sword light pierced his chest and flew straight out his back.

The ferocious, ruthless black sword would not relent; after piercing Patriarch Pingtian's chest, the sword light suddenly split, accompanied by sharp sword cries, the black sword aura exploded into ninety‑nine black sword dragons sweeping the void.

"pfft" sounds continued unceasingly, merging into a sheet; behind Patriarch Pingtian, blood mist rose, and the ninety‑nine sword dragons each a hundred li long instantly swept across a thousand li.

Within a thousand‑li radius, aside from a few demon sovereigns beside Patriarch Pingtian who used divine abilities to barely avoid the sword dragons' slaughter, behind Patriarch Pingtian, whether Divine Realm, Womb‑Store Realm, Life‑Pool Realm, Chonglou Realm, or Sensing‑Mystery great and minor demons, in a circular space three thousand li in diameter, all great and minor demons were cleanly slain by a single sword.

How ferocious the black sword! After its light pierced through, the surging heaven‑topping killing intent rolled forth; any great or minor demon slain by the sword dragons had its body instantly explode into blood mist, and even its soul was crushed to powder by the sword intent, leaving not a trace.

In the circular space three thousand li in diameter, great and minor demons stood thickly packed; heaven knows how many demon folk originally inhabited this space.

Merely one sword, within three thousand li only blood mist rose; no formed demon remained.

Patriarch Pingtian foolishly turned his head and glanced; seeing the clean expanse behind his body, with only blood mist slowly falling in the void, he suddenly spat a mouthful of blood.

On his pierced chest wound, threads of terrifying sword intent congealed there; two streams of blood spouted like fountains from the sword holes front and back. No matter how strong Patriarch Pingtian's cultivation, how formidable his flesh, no matter how he exhausted his means, he could not get the wound to heal and stop bleeding.

"Strong enemy, unequaled, retreat!" Patriarch Pingtian hoarsely shouted, making the wisest decision of his life, then turned and fled in a sorry state as a yellow wind.

Jia Ye followed closely beside Wu Tie's throne; seeing Wu Tie's single sword sweep clean the three‑thousand‑li demon horde, his eyes suddenly burst with a cluster of extremely bright light. Upon seeing Patriarch Pingtian flee in such a sorry state, Jia Ye 'dong' bumped his head against Wu Tie's throne.

"King Wu, King Wu, please King Wu save the billions of common folk of Buddha's Nation… pitiful common folk, the Demonic Heaven Alliance will slay most of them, offering them to their demon holy ancestor; the remaining populace will be raised by them as livestock."

"The demon race will destroy their civilization, ruin their intellect, reducing them to beast‑like humanoids that know only breeding, to serve the demon hordes with flesh and blood essence for generations."

"King Wu, King Wu, please King Wu save these billions of common folk… they, they too shall become subjects of your Wuguo!"

Jia Ye's head bumped with great force; he struck the corner of the cold‑iron throne, splitting a large wound on his head, with blood pouring out with a hualala sound.

Wu Tie gritted his teeth, thinking seriously.

Over a hundred demon sovereigns were no longer arrogant and reckless; Wu Tie's sword truly frightened them—Patriarch Pingtian, at least a top‑three expert in their Demonic Heaven Alliance, could not even block Wu Tie's sword?

Thus, over a hundred demon sovereigns turned and left, completely ignoring the howling, shrieking great and minor demons.

Wu Tie looked at those pan‑scattered demon folk, slowly nodded: "The Demon Supreme Sovereign will garrison the Ultimate Demon State, the Six Desire Demon Sovereign will garrison… the other officials and soldiers, follow me in pursuit… we, shall campaign against the Demonic Heaven Alliance."