Chapter 421: Let

"Boom!!!!"

As sword Qi overflowed atop the high ridge of the Great Wilderness Forest, air currents surged like a wild tide above the dark firmament, causing the universe to roar.

Here, more than twenty Demon King realm experts of the Demon race exhausted their demonic power, not hesitating to fight until they were covered in wounds and their demonic blood splattered the sky, yet they still stood like an iron wall, blocking the front of those surging, baleful-Qi-filled Generals.

It was not three against one; it was one against one.

If it were three against one, they might have a chance to preserve their lives, but they would only be able to hold back seven Generals, which would be meaningless.

Only a life-risking one-on-one could win as much time as possible for their clansmen.

Yet despite this, two Remnant race members still managed to bypass their rearguard.

In this situation where the intent to kill was fully revealed, they had no time to look back to confirm the situation; they only felt that the auras of the two Highnesses and four Princes were still present, and then they prayed incessantly in their hearts, hoping Heaven would bless the Demon race.

A sudden wind swept across the battlefield, and an old Demon King suddenly demonized, his figure rushing out like an ancient cannonball, his life's demonic power poured into the giant axe in his hands as he cleaved out a heaven-opening strike!

The axe light tore through the night, its momentum like an exploding star, forcibly cleaving a General ahead until its entire body erupted with continuous explosions.

However, the realm was like a natural chasm; though this life-risking strike was fierce, it failed to heavily injure the powerful enemy.

The next instant, that General's palm had already clenched a mass of destructive thunder light, which shot out like a torrent from the nine heavens.

The old Demon King swung his axe horizontally to shake the thunder light and crush the axe's momentum, then crashed through his protective demonic Qi, sending him flying fiercely like a kite with a broken string!

"Chu He, brother!!"

"Pfft!!!"

Demon King Gude leaped to catch the falling figure, only to see his old friend's demon body cracking inch by inch, fresh blood gushing out like a spring.

Demon King Chu He, the third Divine General under the previous Demon Emperor, had bid farewell to his family at the age of one hundred and ten, entered the Cold Ice Cave under the Demon Emperor to sleep for over two hundred years, and awakened later due to the clan conflict.

They were awakened together, having experienced a slumber that spanned almost an entire era; almost everyone's first thought was to go home and take a look.

Chu He was the same; even before returning home, he had bought many gifts.

But when he truly arrived home, he discovered that almost all his relatives had died; although the Demon Emperor clan had always protected them well, the thinning of the bloodline inheritance could not be reversed.

And his only great-grandson had previously been enslaved in that construction site.

At this moment, Demon King Chu He was covered in blood and filth, his eyes unfocused until they gradually lost all luster.

The heavily wounded Demon King did not feel fear seeing this scene, but he felt anger.

The Remnant race was favored by the Heavenly Dao, and the Human race was bound by the Heavenly Dao; one had ruled Qingyun for ten thousand years, the other for a thousand. One could not say who won or lost, but both had been favorites. Only their Demon race seemed to have been a race abandoned by the Heavenly Dao from beginning to end, never having received any pity.

Therefore, their anger was not because of the opponent's strength, but because of the injustice of the Heavenly Dao represented behind this strength.

Boom!!!

Just at this moment, all the Demon Kings felt a fierce battle erupt behind them, and their hearts could not help but sink.

Before their eyes, it was as if a sea of corpses and a mountain of blood appeared, with countless clansmen fallen to the ground, among them the fallen Princes and Princesses.

"Roar——!"

Accompanied by a roar mixed with determination, the remaining old Demon Kings burned the remaining demonic power in their bodies, erupting with an unprecedentedly fierce counterattack that forced back the powerful enemies before them.

Borrowing the gap created in this instant, they turned into streams of light and retreated rapidly in the direction guided by the whistle.

They were not favored by the Heavenly Dao and were powerless to protect their clansmen, but they could not watch the Emperor's bloodline be severed.

Whistling as they galloped for a hundred miles, they swept across the vast plains and arrived at the high ridge on the edge of the Great Wilderness Forest, and then these Demon Kings saw a scene they found difficult to understand.

The two Remnant race Generals who had just rushed out from their defense were still on the plain of the high ridge, panting, seemingly blocked in front of the Great Wilderness Forest, unable to pursue.

But the problem was, apart from these Demon Kings, neither the two Highnesses nor those Demon Generals should have possessed the strength to stop the Remnant race Generals.

A General in front of their line of sight suddenly erupted, his massive fist carrying the momentum of collapsing mountains and splitting the earth, crushing toward the high ridge!

Seeing this scene, the various old Demon Kings felt their hearts tighten instantly and immediately looked toward the ridge.

They discovered that their own Prince and Princess were standing on the high ridge, but facing this unstoppable ambush, they did not move at all.

Unexpectedly, that Human who had been cultivating in the forest earlier was standing in front of them with a sword in hand.

At this moment, that fist momentum capable of shattering mountains had already crashed down.

Above the high ridge, a clear sword hum suddenly sounded like a phoenix singing in the nine heavens.

In their line of sight, the Human drew his sword, and as his sword intent was drawn, thousands of grasses and trees rustled, and countless withered leaves left their branches, turning into a biting intent to kill that merged into this sword.

The sword light poured down like a long river, carrying the will of the entire mountain forest, and collided fiercely with that heaven-destroying fist momentum!

The loud noise shook the surroundings, the violent air currents shaved the ground down by three inches, and that attacking General was once again slashed away.

Amidst the un-faded arrogant sword Qi, Ji You landed with his sword, his posture upright as he returned to his original position, still holding the sword with one hand, without the slightest movement.

The whistling old Demon Kings were stunned, suddenly understanding why those two Generals had not advanced an inch for so long, their eyes fixed on his face, unable to recover for a long time.

And Ye Han and the others, who had already seen it once, felt somewhat dazed looking at it from such close range.

Since the start of Human-Demon trade, they had seen many Humans, and the evaluations of them were mostly cunning and greedy; yet the person before them was the second existence they had ever seen that was fierce and domineering.

A three-foot green blade, a hundred-zhang sword Qi; within this radius, with the northwest high ridge of the Great Wilderness Forest as the boundary, no one could enter even half a step.

And the only one whose reaction was different was the Demon Princess Fengyang.

She was not as shocked as the others; instead, she kept staring at his every move, her eyelashes trembling constantly, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion and hesitation.

In fact, she had been in this state since the other party drew his sword for the first time, as if she were desperately searching for something.

"There is one last sword..."

Fengyang recovered slightly and looked at her Imperial Brother, her face unable to help but turn a few shades paler.

After they took the opportunity to escape to the high ridge, they had had a brief exchange with the person before them and knew that he could only use this sword two more times, and now there was only one left.

But the path to survival had not appeared, and what shrouded them was still a killing trap with ten deaths and no life.

Boom!!!

At this moment, the many Demon Kings who had retreated seized the opportunity and slammed their palms, one batch killing toward the General who had been slashed back, while the other batch crashed toward the General who was preparing to strike repeatedly.

They attempted to use their numerical advantage to forcibly kill these two Remnant race members.

But plans could never keep up with changes; the next instant, the twenty-eight Remnant race Generals they had fought hard to push back arrived with a roar, instantly pouncing on these old Demon Kings.

And just at this moment, the General who had been slashed back earlier once again broke through the Demon Kings' defense and crashed over.

Seeing this scene, Ye Han instantly gripped his long saber, drawing it from its scabbard with a clang.

After this Human before him slashed out the final sword, he would die in battle here, and the reason he had summoned the various old Demon Kings was also for this.

Because before dying in battle, they would fight for a timing, leaving a way out for this Human to leave.

This Human did not need to wade into these muddy waters; it was purely because of their misjudgment that he was trapped in the killing trap, so they did not want to owe him.

At this moment, as that iron fist pressed over, Ye Han caught a glimpse of the Human suddenly drawing his sword.

But just at the moment he drew his sword, the General rushing toward him suddenly dodged a body-width with extreme speed.

Ye Han and Fengyang's expressions changed instantly; it was a feint!

They suddenly understood the other party's intention; that palm was to trick him into using a sword, and to kill him while he was retracting the sword.

But what they did not expect even more was that this sword of Ji You's was also extremely different.

Judging from the sword intent, that sword Dao was still incomparably boiling, and the sword Qi was as powerful as before, but the difference was that this sword did not have the magnificent empowerment of the previous ones.

Just as they were slightly stunned, Ji You suddenly leaped, the sword he was about to slash was instantly pulled back in front of him by a beam of spiritual energy, and then he caught it with his other hand. ===== CHAPTER 422 =====