Chapter 634: Spirits Descend, The Ten Thousand Soul Battle Formation

The golden light of the Investiture of the Gods descended from the sky like a waterfall.

The figure of Xiao Yisheng was the first to condense and take shape on the Xuese Pingyuan.

His white clothes were like snow, his medicine basket drifted with fragrance, and his kind smile remained unchanged.

"Child, Grandpa is back."

Xiao Yisheng looked at Xiao Yuan, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze.

Xiao Yuan's tears fell like rain, and she shouted with a trembling voice: "Grandpa Xiao! You really have returned!"

"Silly child, don't cry." Xiao Yisheng stroked his beard, "Today is a day to fight for the Three Realms; you should be happy."

Before the words had even faded, more Yingling began to descend.

First were the young cultivators who had sacrificed themselves during their training at Kunlun Shan.

They wore green Daoist Robes, held Long Swords, and their gazes remained steadfast.

At their lead was a sword cultivator in his twenties with a blood hole in his chest; he was the one who had died from a sneak attack by the demon race.

"Brothers, we can fight side by side once more!" He gripped his Long Sword tightly, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

Following closely were the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals of the Heavenly Court.

Their golden armor shimmered, their weapons were cold and sharp, and their military formation was uniform.

Even though they had become Yingling, they still maintained the dignity of soldiers.

"Form up!" a general shouted loudly.

Thousands of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals instantly arranged themselves into a battle formation, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.

Then came the Immortals and deities from the ancient era.

Tai Yi Zhen Ren had the bearing of an Immortal, holding a horsetail whisk.

Yu Ding Zhen Ren had flowing white hair and deep, profound eyes.

There were even more senior experts whom Lin Xuan did not recognize.

Each of them radiated a powerful aura; though dead, they were as if alive.

"Nezha." Tai Yi Zhen Ren looked at his disciple, "Your master is very gratified."

"Master!" Nezha's voice came from the San Xian He Ti, filled with excitement.

The last to descend were the heroes of the primordial age.

They radiated the aura of time, their battle armor mottled, but their fighting spirit undiminished.

These people had not even left their names behind, yet they had died on the battlefield to Seal the evil gods from beyond the realm.

Seeing this scene, the Nitian Mozun in the Void felt a flash of panic in his twelve blood-red eyes.

"These dead people... how is it possible for them to reappear in the Human Realm!"

The Mozun's roar spread throughout the Three Realms, but it was clearly laced with fear.

"The power of the Investiture of the Gods... impossible! How could Yudi dare to expend so much of the Heavenly Court's national fortune!"

Xiao Yisheng slowly rose into the air, standing side by side with the other Yingling.

"Mozun, though we are dead, our will to protect the Three Realms remains eternal."

The old man's voice resounded through heaven and earth, filled with majesty.

"Today shall be your doomsday!"

"Well said!" Tai Yi Zhen Ren flicked his horsetail whisk, "Even if it means our souls are scattered today, we must eliminate this scourge!"

"Kill!" thousands of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals shouted in unison, their momentum shaking the heavens.

"Fight!" the Kun Lun cultivators pointed their swords at the firmament, their killing intent chilling.

"Exterminate the demons!" the primordial heroes raised their weapons, their spirit soaring to the clouds.

Ten thousand Yingling shouted in unison, the sound waves vibrating through the nine heavens like thunder.

They held various Magic Treasures, spontaneously forming an ancient battle formation.

The golden light connected into one, illuminating the entire Mo Jie like a second sun.

The Coalition Army on the Xuese Pingyuan watched with boiling blood.

"The seniors have all returned!" a Tianbing shouted excitedly.

"We can definitely win!" the Human Cultivators' morale was greatly boosted.

Xiao Yuan felt an unprecedented warmth and strength.

Her silver-white pupils flickered with the light of hope, and her precognition ability became clear once again.

"I see it!" Xiao Yuan said loudly, "With the Yingling battle formation combined with the San Xian He Ti, the Mozun will undoubtedly be defeated!"

Hearing this, the Nitian Mozun's anger reached its peak.

"Mere departed souls, how dare you act presumptuously before this master!"

He forcibly suppressed his demon core from self-destructing, preparing to deal with these Yingling first.

"This master will make you dissipate completely!"

The Mozun brought his hands together, condensing a massive black ball of light.

This was his most powerful attack aside from the self-destruction of his demon core.

"Ten Thousand Demons Devour the Soul!"

The black ball of light flew toward the Yingling army, the space distorting wherever it passed.

But the ten thousand Yingling showed no fear.

Xiao Yisheng was the first to act, thousands of Pills flying out from his medicine basket.

"Rejuvenation Pill Formation!"

The Pills exploded in the air, forming a green curtain of light.

Tai Yi Zhen Ren flicked his horsetail whisk, the white threads like a heaven-covering net.

"Tai Yi Protection Dharma Array!"

The Heavenly Soldiers and Generals raised their shields to form an array, shimmering with golden light.

"Heavenly Dipper North Star Array!"

The Kunlun cultivators combined their sword Qi, the silver light like a waterfall.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin Array!"

The ancient heroes burned their soul power, their momentum surging to the heavens.

"Army-Breaking Killing Array!"

The five great battle arrays merged instantly, forming a massive protective barrier.

The Ten Thousand Demons Soul-Devouring struck the protective barrier, erupting with a heaven-shaking roar.

The black light sphere collided violently with the golden protective barrier, and even the Void trembled.

But the defense of the Yingling remained unmoved!

"What?!" Nitian Mozun was shocked.

The combined power of ten thousand Yingling had actually blocked his ultimate move.

"It is our turn to counterattack!" A flash of sharp light appeared in Xiao Yisheng's eyes.

Ten thousand Yingling struck simultaneously.

Xiao Yisheng's poison pills flew toward Mozun like raindrops.

Tai Yi Zhen Ren's horsetail whisk transformed into ten million white ropes, attempting to bind Mozun.

The weapons of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were unleashed together, the blade light and sword shadows covering the sky and earth.

The sword Qi of the Kunlun cultivators poured down like a long river.

The attacks of the ancient heroes were archaic and heavy, their power astonishing.

Ten thousand types of attacks assaulted Nitian Mozun at once.

Mozun could only defend with all his might, not even having the chance to counterattack.

"Damn it!" Mozun was suppressed completely.

The San Xian He Ti in the Void took the opportunity to recover its strength.

The World-Destroying Holy Sword erupted with brilliant light once more.

"Good opportunity!" Lin Xuan's voice rang out, "Let us coordinate with the Yingling seniors and attack together!"

"Right!" Nezha and Zhang Wuji responded simultaneously.

The San Xian He Ti brandished the World-Destroying Holy Sword, slashing down at Mozun from above.

The attacks of the ten thousand Yingling surged in from all directions.

Nitian Mozun was completely surrounded, with nowhere to hide.

"Ah!!!"

Mozun let out a painful howl.

The World-Destroying Holy Sword struck his back, leaving a deep wound.

The attacks of the Yingling also struck home one after another, and countless scars appeared on Mozun's body.

Black demonic blood rained down, staining the Xuese Pingyuan red.

"This Venerable... this Venerable is not reconciled!"

Nitian Mozun knew the situation was lost, and despair flashed in his eyes.

But he still had one final move.

"Since it has come to this... this Venerable will blow up the entire Mo Jie!"

Mozun began to burn his demonic core frantically, preparing to self-destruct with maximum power.

Even in death, he would drag everyone down with him!

"Not good! He is going to self-destruct the Mo Jie!" Xiao Yuan's expression changed drastically.

If Mozun succeeded, the entire Mo Jie would be destroyed.

At that time, the Heavenly Court and the Human Realm would also be affected.

Xiao Yisheng and the other Yingling also wore grave expressions.

"We must stop him!" Tai Yi Zhen Ren said urgently.

But the power of the demonic core's self-destruction was too terrifying; even the Yingling could not stop it.

Just as everyone was at their wit's end, the San Xian He Ti made a decision.

"There is only one way." Lin Xuan's voice was filled with resolve.

"We will use the World-Destroying Holy Sword to sever his demonic core!"

"But if we do that..." Nezha's voice was somewhat hesitant.

"We will also be caught in the explosion and will surely die," Zhang Wuji added.

All three understood what this meant.

To save the Three Realms, they had to sacrifice themselves.

But no one retreated.