Chapter 245

The Corpse Poison Sect Master waved his hand and shot out a faint green light, which was a bone spur. It was a bone of a Great Witch he had discovered only after digging up the ancestral graves of the Nanzhao people's generations of witch sacrifices. That Great Witch did not know what kind of poison had dissolved his indestructible remains, leaving only a bone spur from his heel. As time passed, the deadly poison on it had already lost more than half of its toxicity.

But the little bit that remained still poisoned five Core Formation mages of the Corpse Poison Sect to death and almost cost the Corpse Poison Sect Master his old life!

After obtaining this bone, the Corpse Poison Sect Master treated it as a treasure, spending great effort to refine it, only then preserving a fraction of its original toxicity, and even refining that Great Witch's bone into a bone-nail magic treasure that could break through protective methods. Once fired, it could pierce through all kinds of protective treasures, and as long as one was hit by the bone nail, even if a demonic cultivator had attained an immortal body, they would be poisoned until they were half-dead.

Contrary to him, the Yu Yu Changsheng Sect Master felt inexplicably panicked when he saw that white shadow, as if an invisible fear was spreading inexplicably through his demonic thoughts.

A demonic heart was like a mouse that had seen a cat, behaving with such uncharacteristic docility.

The Yu Yu Changsheng Sect Master sat restlessly, comforting himself in his heart: "It's just another righteous path newcomer. The righteous path occupies the Central Lands, and talented heroes emerge one after another. Even if he is another demon-slaughtering star, he cannot defeat so many demonic sect masters joining forces."

"And it's not the Ancient Demon Tribulation of yesteryear, so what am I panicking about? My Yu Yu Changsheng Sect has even survived the Ancient Demon Tribulation. Still afraid of..."

The Yu Yu Changsheng Sect Master thought of that existence, and the fear in his heart could no longer be suppressed!

"The Li Tang is his orthodoxy; I must have lost my mind to join in this excitement. Forget the Western Regions! I'll find an opportunity and sneak away!" He knew how fierce the Five Directions Demon Sect was in the past, destroying the Wei and Jin dynasties and opening the five cracks of the Nine Heavens Demon Tribulation.

That era was truly one where the Dao was one foot high, but the demon was ten feet high!

But ever since that person emerged to face the tribulation, the once-unrivaled Five Directions Demon Sect was almost completely wiped out from the Central Lands.

The two great orthodoxies of the Central Demon Sect and the Nine Heavens Blood Sea had been submerged for nearly a thousand years, and to this day, no true disciples had come out to walk the world.

The Western Demon Sect's Yin Malevolent Sea was poured into the Western Extremity, and the White Bone Demon City was destroyed. This powerful demonic spirit treasure, which almost had the power to destroy the world, did not even leave behind a single remnant.

The Southern Demon Sect's One Hundred Thousand Great Mountains were beaten until only ten thousand peaks remained, countless ancient demon clan giants had their souls scattered, and who knows how many rare ancient races had completely disappeared from the Divine Land.

The Eastern Demon Sect's main altar sank into the Sea Eye, and the several Dragon Kings and their Sect Master's souls in the sect were still imprisoned in the Sea Eye, wailing day and night; it became the most famous forbidden area of the East Sea, the Wailing Ghost Sea; and their Northern Demon Sect only preserved a trace of vitality by changing their names and surnames.

That person's fierce prestige, even after thousands of years, made even the most vicious demon lords not dare to call his name directly, and they could only refer to him as the Ancient Demon Tribulation...

Clearly they were the demons themselves, yet they fearfully called their enemy the Ancient Demon Tribulation.

This shows how deep the shadow he left on the demonic path was.

Qian Chen wiped the surface of the Great Sage Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin zither bit by bit. Within his mysterious aperture, the Two Instruments Yuan Magnet intertwined on his Internal Scene True Lei Dan began to pull the vast magnetic qi in the world to rotate, and silently and soundlessly, it began to gestate a vigorous thunder machine.

The Qian-Origin Thunder Machine above the Nine Heavens, and the Two-Pole Yuan Magnet beneath the Yu Jiuyou.

The winds and clouds changed outside Changancheng, and rolling thunder clouds gathered, making the strong winds on the battlefield blow even more wantonly...

The Gold and Silver Boys, one holding a Magnetic Light Bottle and the other holding a Profound Yellow Ruyi, stood on the left and right sides of Qian Chen with their bellies sticking out, their little faces full of solemnity.

Amidst the sound of war drums, the volunteer army led by Seeing Yan Shu and others suddenly killed their way out from the two wings. Hundreds of people drove flying swords to meet the ten thousand cavalry of the demon army that was pursuing them. Seeing Yan Shu gave a roar, and countless sword qi rushed out from the sword box on his back, like a heavenly river flowing backward, rushing toward the demon army that had condensed its demonic qi into one body with a spear-tip formation, overall like a tempered demon blade.

The first tens of thousands of sword qi were easily torn apart by the arrowhead of the spear-tip formation. The sword qi struck the steel-like demonic qi condensed outside the demon soldiers' bodies, not even able to shake the formation.

Military formations and cruel demonic cultivators combined into one—it was actually this terrifying.

Qian Chen waited for the moment when the momentum and sound of the thousands of magic treasure drums in Changancheng were coordinated and overlapped. He looked at the ten thousand cavalry of the demon army in front of him, which were like arms spread open and also like arrowheads piercing through, and the endless demon army formation behind the million driven people in Guanzhong, and in the distant sky, there were also bone towers with living souls as wind and blood as sails.

On the Heaven-Bearing Gate of the Taiji Palace, Li Guinian struck the giant drum, pulling the countless street drums that flowed down from Zhu Que Street. His Yin Spirit and body merged, and every strike used up all his magic power to strike this giant drum. Under his superb musical attainments, the vigorous drum sound finally commanded the drum formation and found the rhythm to make the sound of thousands of drums strike at one point in unison.

The Profound Emperor, who was muddled in the palace, raised his head in surprise when he heard this drum sound. His hair had all turned gray, and the Profound Emperor, who had changed from a refined middle-aged man to an old man overnight, turned his head and asked Gao Lishi: "Lishi, is this Guinian's drum sound?"

Gao Lishi bowed and said: "Your Majesty, the righteous path is currently on the city tower, fighting a decisive battle with the rebel army. Does Your Majesty wish to ascend the city personally to boost morale?"

The Profound Emperor shook his head slightly. He did not see the painful and disappointed look in Gao Lishi's eyes and said in a low voice: "Send a eunuch to take a look and come back to report to me!"

"My own magic power is not enough to shake a million demon troops, so I can only rely on the tens of thousands of Pear Garden disciples in the city, using the Morning Bell and Evening Drum Array to gather the monstrous sound power. Li Guinian commands the drum formation and transmits the drum sound gathered by these tens of thousands of people to me, turning it into the Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin of Subduing Demons. Therefore, there must be close cooperation between the zither sound, the Yuan Pill, and the power of the array."

"At the same time, I must also bear the great pressure of operating this magic power... The Great Sage Dasheng Dasheng Leiyin is not a magic treasure, and I am also just a small cultivator in the Penetrating Law Realm."

"I only hope that both of us can hold on!"

"After experiencing this tribulation, I can feel more and more that there is an invisible hand pushing me toward the demonic path. This may be the true root of the tribulation. Miaokong is not my tribulation; he is just the demonic fate that triggers my tribulation. My enemy will always be myself."

At this moment, Qian Chen abandoned the infinite power within the Heavenly Demon Relic and chose to trust the Yuan Pill he had refined and the ancient zither he had carved with his own hands.

Qian Chen plucked the zither strings, and through the Internal Scene True Lei Dan, operated the Two Instruments Yuan Magnet, turning it into the Soundless Divine Thunder.

Wisps of black and white intertwined lightning flew from the zither strings. His left hand pressed the strings, his right hand plucked lightly, and a high-pitched zither sound that pierced the clouds and cracked the stones resounded through the world.

Winds and clouds gathered outside Changancheng, and the Qian-Heaven Rigid Yang Qi and the Yin-Pole Yuan Magnet beneath the earth intertwined to produce the most dazzling lightning.

Demonic qi surged in the demon army formation, and countless demon lords roared crazily, rushing toward Chang'an. Within the demonic qi, hundreds of thousands of hideous demon lords manifested, swarming toward the countless commoners who were struggling to flee to Chang'an.

"Kill!"

A thunderous roar came from the ten thousand cavalry of the demon army. Immediately, the ten thousand cavalry urged the hideous and terrifying dragon-horses they were riding, which were like demonic beasts, to charge toward the hundreds of righteous volunteer soldiers. With golden swords and iron horses, they surged like a great flood. Blood light flashed, demonic qi surged like a tide, and the forest of long spears stood obliquely toward the front. The military momentum, condensed like spears and knives, was about to collide head-on with the volunteer army.

One side was a volunteer army that, although possessing extraordinary supernatural powers, was like a pile of loose sand.

The other side was a ten-thousand-strong demon cavalry that was heartless, emotionless, bloodthirsty, and violent, with the entire army's momentum, magic power, and demonic qi condensed into one body. The outcome of this collision seemed self-evident.

But with a thunderous roar, Qian Chen drew across the seven strings, and the clanging sound instantly shattered the military momentum.

Crash!

The demon army charging in the spear-tip formation had its very front arrowhead overturned by a single zither sound. The demonized dragon-horses ridden by the demon soldiers at the very front stumbled, and the steel-like military demonic qi was torn to pieces by this loud noise.

The sound waves swept through, and wherever they went, people and horses were overturned, and the demon army rolled all over the ground.

"Kill!" Seeing Yan Shu gave a roar, and countless sword qi sprayed out from the sword box again.

This time he divided the sword light, integrating it into the infinite sword qi, showing a sword-light-dividing technique that was miraculous and could be called a peerless sword immortal of the Central Lands generation.

Those thousands, tens of thousands of sword qi, like flying swords, harvested the lives of the ten thousand demon cavalry like mowing grass. This volunteer army led by Seeing Yan Shu actually pierced through the ten thousand demon cavalry that had come charging with great momentum.

The volunteer army led by He Zhizhang on the other side also collided head-on with the demon army and pierced through it.

On the battlefield, flying swords fell like rain, and demon blood splashed like a tide...

After Qian Chen drew once and the seven strings vibrated in unison, he pulled his hand back again and drew across the zither strings once more. His hand turned into a blur of shadows on the strings, and the intertwined black and white lightning leaped crazily on the strings. At this moment, countless thunderbolts erupted along with the zither sound.

The hundreds of thousands of demon lords that came with the surging demonic qi suddenly lost control all at once when they were about to catch up with the commoners fleeing in front. Soundless thunder scurried crazily within their thoughts. The surging tide of demonic qi exploded with a bang, and countless lightning-intertwined thunder storms erupted within it.

The demon lords wailed, were annihilated, and their souls were scattered; the demonic tide collapsed, exploded, and vanished into ashes!

This sudden annihilation of demonic qi shocked Li Linfu, the various demon generals, and the old demon lords of the demonic path who were overlooking all this from the tower ship. Qian Chen, who was sitting on the city tower playing the zither in white, was tiny as an individual, yet he stood like a natural chasm before the million-strong demon army.

The Corpse Poison Sect Master's face was pale, his expression twisted and ugly, and he roared wildly: "My God-Slaying Soul-Extinguishing Thorn is about to kill this person. Everyone, look at my magic treasure!"

Qian Chen raised his hand again. The next moment, the zither strings rang again, distorting the void. Visible sound waves rolled out from in front of Qian Chen. At this moment, a small three-sided white bone thorn was floating three feet in front of his eyes, trembling constantly in the sound waves, trying to pierce into Qian Chen's brow. It moved forward inch by inch, and finally, at the climax of the sound waves, when countless silver and golden lightning bolts were surging over the city tower...

The white bone thorn slowly cracked from its tip and was finally shattered into pieces.

On the tower ship, the Corpse Poison Sect Master let out a scream, and several lines of black filthy blood flowed from his seven orifices. He fell backward and collapsed on the couch.

Following the drum sound, Qian Chen pulled open the fourth climax of sound waves again...