Chapter 1020

Glazed Pure Land, the Devil Supreme, leading a horde of demon monsters and ghouls, clashed with the Peaceful Heaven Old Ancestor and his cohort.

The Devil Supreme single-handedly took on the Peaceful Heaven Old Ancestor and three other Yao Sovereigns, while Zhu Ganglie, Golden-Eye Yao Sovereign, Old Lump and a band of old monsters were quite discerning, specifically picking on Yao Sovereigns weaker than themselves to attack.

The Vast Heaven Yao Alliance dispatched a large contingent of Yao Sovereigns as reinforcements; the lowest-tier among them were all lured away by Zhu Ganglie and his shameless lot, who ran to the wilderness outside the Glazed Pure Land and went all out fighting.

The Wu Tou deities etc. blocked the demon horde coming from all directions, while the remaining eighty-some Yao Sovereigns of the Vast Heaven Yao Alliance were unceremoniously enclosed by Wu Tie's great formation.

A huge black‑white Taiji diagram hovered in the air, slowly rotating; on the black and white fish‑eyes, one black and one golden sword gleam stood like two sky‑supporting pillars. Countless sword gleams turned into a rain of light that tightly wrapped about half of the Glazed Pure Land.

The eighty‑some Yao Sovereigns of the Vast Heaven Yao Alliance had just released their massive Yao qi outside the Glazed Pure Land when they saw a bunch of "clueless" enemies appear, and they lured their own brothers away to fight far off.

Then, before they could figure out who the enemies were, what their surnames were, or where they came from, the void beside them collapsed and twisted, and they were brought into a great formation woven of black and golden sword gleams.

The void was viscous like a mire.

Time shifted like a dream‑shadow.

The towering killing intent condensed into substance, making the Yao Sovereigns feel the immensely uncomfortable merit power and human‑dao pressure like a mountain weighing down on them.

The eighty‑some Yao Sovereigns each revealed their strongest battle form, turning into frenzied birds and beasts that wildly smashed about in Wu Tie's Innate Yin‑Yang Creation Revolving Sword Formation.

Wu Tie momentarily bore immense pressure as the eighty‑some Yao Sovereigns jointly attacked the formation; strong shockwaves passed through the formation straight to him, making his bones clash throughout his body with thunder‑like booms, his skin splitting into fine cracks from which blood seeped.

He flipped his right hand, and the Grand Dao Crucible rose into the air, spewing blazing flames that heavily struck the center of the sword formation.

The Canghai Daoist let out a long whistle from behind Wu Tie, and one hundred and eight Canghai Divine Pearls flew out in succession, lively and agile, sinking into the sword formation.

The Yin‑Yang Daoist likewise fused the Yin‑Yang Two‑Qi Vessel into the sword formation, pouring in streams of supremely pure innate yin‑yang qi; as the black‑white Taiji diagram in the void grew brighter and mightier, the void at its edge twisted, pulling out fine cracks visible to the naked eye.

The Five Elements Daoist stood beside Wu Tie, his five‑element divine light flashing, adding five‑colored radiance to the sword gleams within the formation.

For a time the sword gleams grew faster, stronger, and more terrifying in piercing power; the sharpness they emitted drew black void cracks throughout the formation.

The eighty‑some Yao Sovereigns felt their bodies growing ever heavier, as if their flesh and the clump of innate spiritual light they had condensed were being ground by a millstone; both flesh and soul transmitted unbearable pain.

Moreover, sword light fell like rain, howling down and leaving deep, bone‑reaching wounds on their massive, tyrannical Yao bodies, or outright piercing through them.

The black sword gleams brought a chilling death intent; the terrifying killing intent of slaughtering all life and exterminating the world clung to the wounds, so that even wounds that normally healed in an instant saw nearby flesh continually split and vitality continually vanish, refusing to close.

Within the golden sword gleams also lay powerful human‑dao pressure that summoned the power of heaven, earth and the universe to press down, together with abundant merit power that directly cut down these Yao Sovereigns' cultivation.

These Yao Sovereigns routinely lived over a million years, and their magical cultivation could be called terrifying.

But each time a golden sword gleam passed through their bodies, their magical cultivation was reduced by anywhere from years to decades.

Even though they had accumulated millions or tens of millions of years, the golden sword gleams fell like rain, stripping their cultivation layer by layer; even the Dao imprints they had condensed trembled violently, and the Dao patterns within showed signs of imminent collapse.

The Peaceful Heaven Old Ancestor's Black Dragon Sovereign flew into a rage.

A three‑headed black dragon nearly six thousand li long writhed through the air, its three massive heads spewing black wind, poisonous fire and dark ice respectively; the huge dragon heads opened their mouths and fiercely tore at the void.

The sword formation shook violently.

Wu Tie's body shuddered; the Black Dragon Sovereign revealed its true form, its power immense and peerless, even greater than Wu Tie's physical body. The terrifying force transmitted through the sword formation directly shook Wu Tie's body.

"What a monster, what a monster, no wonder it's an old monster that's lived so many years." Wu Tie let out a hoarse, long laugh; on the black and white fish‑eyes, the black and golden sword gleams flashed, and a wail rang out as the Black Dragon Sovereign's massive body was sliced open with two horrendous wounds each hundreds of li long.

The Black Dragon Sovereign cried out to the heavens: "Insolent brat, how dare you oppose the Vast Heaven Yao Alliance with just one sword formation?"

The three dragon heads spewed black wind, poisonous fire and dark ice; their ferocious teeth flashed with cold light, and once again they bit into the void within the formation, tearing it fiercely.

On the Black Dragon Sovereign's body, several dazzling strange lights flared—these were the treasures it had hoarded over the years, a few innate spirit treasures of absolute power.

Wu Tie's sword formation let out a deep, muffled roar; even with the Grand Dao Crucible and Canghai Divine Pearls suppressing it, the power of those few spirit treasures on the Black Dragon Sovereign was truly overwhelming, and the formation was hard‑pressed to resist as the dragon tore a gap tens of zhang long.

A massive wolf head suddenly flashed out from behind the Black Dragon Sovereign.

This was the Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign, one of the Vast Heaven Yao Alliance's top Yao Sovereigns; after Wu Tie forcibly drew him into the sword formation, this sly, crafty old wolf desperately shrank his body, using the Black Dragon Sovereign as a shield to hide himself.

Seeing the Black Dragon Sovereign tear a gap in the formation, the Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign's body showed no change; its wolf head suddenly swelled a hundredfold, forcing its way through the gap and rushing out of the formation.

Wu Tie couldn't dodge in time; the Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign opened its maw and, with a "crack", bit into Wu Tie's waist.

Intense pain surged; Wu Tie also hurt so much his vision went black and cold sweat poured over his whole body.

The Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign's mouth full of fangs emitted a chilling cold light; on its teeth Wu Tie felt waves of powerful Dao resonance—like "shatter", "rend", "excruciating pain", "numbness"—these strange forces tore at his body; the muscles at his waist sounded like old cowhide being ripped, and he could see the Sovereign tearing a huge gash in him.

The Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign savagely tore and bit, exerting all its strength in a hoarse roar, and its mouthful of fangs suddenly elongated several times.

The suddenly elongated fangs pierced Wu Tie's tough waist flesh and struck the ribs beneath. The hue darkened, and on the near‑crystalline, translucent thunder‑light appeared streaks of chaotic Dao patterns; then, throughout the vast Glazed Pure Land inside and out, countless people, gods, demons and monsters heard a terrifying cracking sound.

Dozens of blood‑filled cavities burst open on Wu Tie's waist flesh, his ribs unharmed, while the Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign's mouthful of fangs—which he had spent millions of years cultivating and tempering with Dao resonance for countless years, to the point that even innate spirit weapons could nick a fang—were completely shattered.

The Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign, eyes streaming with tears from pain, gave a loud "ah" and pulled its massive wolf head back into the formation.

A single turn of the black‑white Taiji in the sword formation healed the gap the Black Dragon Sovereign had ripped open, as good as new.

The Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign wailed "ah‑ah‑ah", blood and shattered teeth continually spraying from its mouth; in agony it rolled all over the Black Dragon Sovereign's body, mumbling: "What kind of bone is this? What kind of bone is this? How can it be so hard? How can it be so hard?"

Due to his species trait, about half of the Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign's cultivation resided in his mouthful of fangs; these sharp, terrifying teeth could be called his innate demonic weapon.

Now that his mouthful of teeth is shattered, the clump of innate spiritual light in the Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign's mind has grown much dimmer, his qi and blood have declined by more than half, and even his fur has lost its luster, with some wolf hairs turning white.

The Black Dragon Sovereign's pupils contracted, and he said in a deep voice: "Where did this monster come from?"

A sky‑full of golden sword gleams fell; the Black Dragon Sovereign's body lit up with several strange lights, barely blocking the barrage of golden sword gleams. He suddenly gathered his breath and shouted loudly: "Master of the sword formation, let's talk……you're not from the Glazed Pure Land Buddhist Realm, are you?"

Dozens of azure‑blue divine lights darted lively, weaving through the void, and heavily struck the Black Dragon Sovereign's head.

Amidst booming "rumble‑rumble" sounds, each Canghai Divine Pearl contained the power of a miniature world, immensely heavy and with overwhelming attack power. Even though the Black Dragon Sovereign had a few treasures protecting it, it was still struck until its spiritual light shattered; the pearls slammed into its massive dragon head, breaking its horns and shattering its scales, nearly pounding its brain to mush.

The Black Dragon Sovereign spat blood from its mouth and, in furious desperation, roared: "Brothers, give it your all……this person's methods are unfathomable; if we don't go all out, today we'll all be defeated here!"

The Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign hoarsely bellowed: "Form the formation, form the formation, brothers join forces……don't act alone, don't duel singly; none of us is a match for this guy……form the formation, gather all our strength."

Behind Wu Tie, six avatars slowly emerged; the enormous Six Paths Treasure Wheels flashed with golden light and auspicious aura, hovering in the void, and the six avatars continually poured their own magical power into Wu Tie's body.

Within the great formation, myriad spark‑fire rose up, turning the sword formation into a sea of flames that made the Yao Sovereigns wail to heaven and earth; their total cultivation, which had been at ten parts, was again reduced by seven or eight parts.

Back then, the Spark Dynasty relied on the fire‑transmission great formation and stubbornly held off the demonic monsters from all directions for countless years.

Now the spark‑fire in Wu Tie's Grand Dao Crucible has been upgraded to the primordial version of the spark‑fire true seed; its power compared to that single spark of the Spark Dynasty is unknown how much greater. Combined with Wu Tie's exquisitely perfect sword formation, this spark‑fire's might is even more tremendous.

The Heaven‑Devouring Sovereign hoarsely roared that they must form the formation, but more than a dozen of the weakest Yao Sovereigns had already been softened to mud by the spark‑fire, and the others could barely move—where was there any chance to form the formation?

Wu Tie narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "I have nothing to do with the Glazed Pure Land Buddhist Realm……but every one of you deserves to die."

He rubbed his hands together, Wu Tie's body suddenly swelled; he unleashed the Pangu True Form, continuously emitting thunderbolts from his hands that heavily boomed into the sword formation. The Yao Sovereigns instantly had misfortune upon misfortune, blasted by Wu Tie's chaotic thunder‑light until they were scorched and disheveled; several were directly blown apart, flesh and bone disintegrating, crying out in pain.

Inside the Glazed Pure Land Imperial City, the middle-aged man who had just been dancing for the demon lords sneaked about, about to flee through the back door, when a flash of spiritual light fell, and Jia Ye silently blocked his path.

"Uncle Wang, won't you say something to your nephew?" Jia Ye put their palms together and bowed to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's body suddenly stiffened.

In the Glazed Buddha Kingdom, on the East Shock Department Continent, the vast Wuguo fleet slowly unfurled in the high skies.

Demons ran rampant, they only cared about looting wealth and slaughtering civilians; the Glazed Buddha Kingdom's transmission arrays set up in the void were not destroyed by them—after all, the demons also needed to pass through these transmission arrays and space gates to travel conveniently throughout the Glazed Buddha Kingdom.

Moreover, with the accompanying venerable-level experts using great divine powers to help the fleet accelerate flight, it took only a little over half an hour for Xiahou Wuming to take command of the fleet and reach the East Shock Department Continent from the South Departure Department Continent.

A hundred warships formed a squad, each squad assigned a venerable-level expert; the Wuguo fleet scattered, and, following the terrain map of the Buddha Kingdom provided by Jia Ye, they swept through each Zen grove one by one.

Light cannons roared in unison, arrows fell like rain, and giant god soldiers rampaged wildly across the land.

The demon horde rampaging in the East Shock Department Continent immediately suffered a devastating blow.

The divine-realm experts among the demon horde, still unaware of what had happened, were suddenly overwhelmed by a venerable's aura, collapsing helplessly to the ground, unable to move.

Other great and minor demons were either shattered by light cannon blasts, pierced to pieces by arrows, or mercilessly slain by giant god soldiers.

The fleet moved swiftly, clearing the major Zen groves along the way with extreme efficiency, and purging the demon hordes from villages, towns, and fields.

If it weren't for these demon hordes mingled with countless civilians, the Wuguo venerable powerhouses would not dare unleash great divine powers to slaughter demons on a large scale; this cleansing speed could at least be increased a hundredfold.

Under the escort of nearly a thousand warships, Xiahou Wuming's flagship patrolled back and forth above the East Shock Department Continent.

Whenever a demon horde gathered and attempted a counterattack, Xiahou Wuming would mobilize the army to crush them completely.

A stream of cloud came flying from the northeast; amidst flashing lightning, the cloud had been hundreds of thousands of li away just a moment before, and in a flash it reached the interior of the East Shock Department Continent, after a few more flashes it had penetrated deep into the East Shock Department Continent.

Looking down at the countless rampaging demons below, seeing the cities burned to ruin, everywhere black smoke and fire, the armored men on the stream of cloud all shook their heads: "How pitiful, how regrettable, how lamentable… those stubbornly conservative people, if they would only look, now our human race…"

Earlier, the frivolous youth who had killed a giant whale with thunder technique on the sea surface suddenly saw, several hundred li ahead, a group of warships each 150 zhang long flying through the air, light cannons poured down like rain, and countless arrows whistled as they showered onto the ground.

He couldn't be bothered to check exactly whom these warships were attacking; he lightly rubbed his thumb and index finger, and with a tremendous "Chi-la—Boom", nine consecutive bolts of furious lightning fell from the sky, striking that group of black warships several hundred li away.

Dozens of warships shattered in mid-air, other dozens were hit by the residual electric lightning, their hulls everywhere sparking and splashing, belching thick smoke.

"You demon, how dare you wreak havoc on humanity? My heavenly court divine soldiers are here—why not surrender, what more do you wait for?"

The frivolous youth gave a loud shout, stepping onto the thunder-light stream of cloud with imposing vigor and rushed out to kill; the companions beside him had no time to stop him.