Volume 1, Chapter 265 – Fight to the Death

The instant the winged tiger manifested, the entire battlefield seemed to ignite at once.

The Heaven Demons who had been waiting in silence struck together in that very instant, unleashing tides of law so overwhelming they could nearly destroy heaven and earth.

They were all lofty Heaven Demons. In the Boundless Demon Domain, each commanded millions of demon followers, possessed vast territories, and enjoyed towering prestige. When no Demon Emperor appeared, they were the absolute overlords of the Boundless Demon Domain.

But here and now, on this battlefield, they had completely cast aside the pride of being exalted rulers of a region. Nothing remained of the arrogant ferocity they had shown when they first stepped onto the Vast Land of Shenzhou. All that was left was the madness of beings driven into a dead end.

That seven-day limit was like the soul-hooking chain of an underworld reaper, cinched tightly around their throats, able to take their lives at any moment and forcing them to stake everything in a desperate struggle.

Lan Die’er’s expression was cold as a pair of seven-colored wings slowly spread behind her, vast enough to blot out the sky. An aura nearly at the half-step Emperor level surged forth, shaking the void for thousands of zhang in every direction.

She had used an unknown secret art to temporarily suppress the Dao injury on her body and force herself into battle. Her strength was now even more terrifying, almost equal to a pseudo-Emperor.

“Roar!”

Layer after layer of sound waves exploded across the heavens as the winged tiger plunged down from the clouds and charged toward Xianwu City. Its wings tore through the sky, leaving behind two bottomless black scars in the air.

The battered Xianwu Yin-Yang Grand Array erupted in dazzling light and forced itself into motion. Rolling yin and yang qi turned into a vast cage, trapping the flying tiger a thousand zhang outside Xianwu City while at the same time shredding swath after swath of the beast tide.

The winged tiger phantom, condensed from the power of the entire Cloudwing Tiger Clan, contained astonishing energy. Although it lacked an Emperor’s Dao aura, the current Xianwu Yin-Yang Grand Array was far from complete, and it also had to divert part of its strength to suppress the frenzied beast horde. For a time, the two sides were actually locked in stalemate.

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Yue Xiuwen raised a hand and drew a seven-foot ancient whip from the void itself. With a flick of its tail, space caved in. The other great Heaven-Man experts all opened their small worlds and took out their own world-shaking Dao weapons.

This was a war in which blood was certain to be shed, yet no one retreated.

The demon race dared not. The human race knew no fear.

The surging blood and qi of these supreme experts was like mountains calling and seas roaring, carrying vast fluctuations of law that churned the entire sky.

A seven-colored phantom butterfly spread its wings, almost covering the heavens, scattering countless hazy motes of light. Lan Die’er was the first to move. At some point, her body had become covered in mysterious spirit-pattern totems containing endless profundities.

When the nearly boiling yin and yang qi in the void came into contact with those hazy motes of light, it actually began to calm, showing signs of dissolving.

Buzz.

A shrill howl rang out as a whip-shadow lashed across the sky. Yue Xiuwen drew part of the army formation’s blood qi into his body, and his strength soared. He was now even stronger than Lan Die’er by a clear margin, and his fierce killing intent spread in all directions.

Lan Die’er wanted to evade, but she was in the middle of using her secret art to contend with the Xianwu Yin-Yang Grand Array and had no way to free herself. She could only watch helplessly as the whip-shadow came crashing down.

Boom!

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A Heaven Demon stepped forward and brought out a sky-piercing ancient tower, intending to block the blow for Lan Die’er.

But the gap in strength between this Heaven Demon and the current Yue Xiuwen was simply too great. The ancient tower shattered in the blink of an eye, and the whip-shadow howled onward, smashing that Heaven Demon into bloody paste. Even its Nascent Soul had no time to escape. It was killed in the span of a blink.

Rumble.

The first sound of a world collapsing drifted slowly from another layer of space, long and distant. The battle had only been going for the time it took to drink a cup of tea, and already a Heaven Demon had fallen.

After glancing once at Lan Die’er, Yue Xiuwen halted and did not attack again. Instead, together with several Demon-Suppressing Marshals, he headed straight for the winged tiger trapped within the cage.

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As the Xianwu Yin-Yang Grand Array was gradually suppressed, the speed at which the beast horde surged upward increased severalfold. Bows and crossbows could no longer hold them back. The city walls began to fall, and great numbers of demon beasts charged onto the ramparts and even poured into Xianwu City itself.

Shi Lan had already put away her bow. The battle halberd in her hands had been dyed red with flesh and blood, reflecting a crimson gleam.

The Black Domain had been expanded to its limit. Under the influence of the army formation’s blood qi, Shi Lan’s thoughts were inevitably tainted by savage violence. She was almost killing red-eyed, and all she could see were one cluster of demon beasts after another.

Azure sword qi crisscrossed the air. Borrowing the power of the Human Emperor bloodline, Bai Weiyang unleashed Divine Martial Heavenly Astral Sword Qi and fought across realms, slaying a Nascent Soul great demon. But several great demons immediately fixed on him, and for a time he was trapped in a tight siege, unable to break free.

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The large number of demon beasts dying beneath Shi Lan’s halberd had already drawn the attention of some high-level beasts. Yet ordinary Heavenly Astral Realm demon beasts were not worthy of a single strike from her, and every one that dared approach was cut down on the spot. Still, amid the chaos, a pair of eyes had already quietly fixed upon her.

Just as Shi Lan struck out with her halberd again, a white shadow shot from a corner like a bolt of lightning. One hand reached out in a claw, shaped like the maw of a tiger, going straight for Shi Lan’s throat.

Shi Lan had just begun to move when she felt the surrounding space abruptly congeal, like walls of bronze and iron pressing down on her and pinning her in place.

This was the law of space. Clearly, a transformed Demon King had made a move.

Blood streaks faintly appeared in Shi Lan’s eyes. Her jaw clenched tight, and blue veins rose on the fair hand gripping her battle halberd.

Today was not like the past. She was no longer that ordinary martial artist who had not even reached the Innate Realm. She was not someone anyone could handle as they pleased.

Crack.

A brittle sound came from the surrounding space as the frozen void fractured inch by inch. Shi Lan tilted her head aside by the narrowest margin. That hand brushed past her cheek, tearing several bloody marks across it and ripping away a few strands of silver hair.

“Hm?”

A soft sound of surprise came from the air, as though the attacker were puzzled. With his cultivation, killing a Heavenly Astral Realm martial artist should have been as easy as reaching into a bag to take something out. There should have been no possibility of failure.

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“Awooo!”

Before that Demon King in white could strike again, a shrill tiger’s howl suddenly rang out in the distance. The winged tiger trapped within the Xianwu Yin-Yang Grand Array had already been slain, and at the same time the yin and yang qi in the sky began to waver, showing faint signs of collapse.

Clearly, the Xianwu Yin-Yang Grand Array too had nearly reached its limit.

The white-robed Demon King’s body jolted as if struck by lightning. Cracks instantly split across his body, and great quantities of blood gushed out.

That winged tiger was the totem of the Cloudwing Tiger Clan, condensing the essence souls of the entire clan. They shared prosperity and ruin alike. Clearly, this white-robed Demon King was himself a Cloudwing Tiger, and at this moment, the bloodline within his body was being stripped away.

Even if his powerful cultivation kept him from dying immediately, his strength would continue to fade until in the end he met his death. Barring accidents, from this day forward there would be no more Cloudwing Tiger Clan in the Lingyang Realm.

The root of the bloodline had already died. There was no saving it.

“Ahhh!!!”

The white-robed Demon King let out a mad roar and tried to reveal his true form, but because his bloodline power was draining away, he simply could not do it.

Expressionless, Shi Lan lifted a leg and broke free from the now-weakened spatial restraint around her. She raised her battle halberd with chilling indifference, murderous intent surging in her eyes like a tide.