On the Evil Moon of the Dragon Bone in Long Chen's hand, starlight flickered. Facing the Ghost Division's resistance, Long Chen felt uneasy.
The Ghost Division had once fought against the Ziyang Great Emperor for three days and nights. Now that he had fallen from the position of Great Emperor, his combat power remained terrifying, still unmatched by Ye Ming.
The Ghost Division wanted to buy Ye Ming time to bring the City of Wrongful Death into the Tianwu Continent, allowing Ye Ming to fully attain the emperor realm. Those layers of light screens put endless pressure on Long Chen.
Suddenly, Yue Zifeng's voice rang out. Long Chen was startled, and a shocking sword aura burst forth, unleashing ten thousand golden beams of light and slashing down through the air.
"Sss!"
With a single sword strike, the sky resonated. The numerous obstacles set by the Ghost Division were actually sliced open by Yue Zifeng's sword, leaving a huge gap.
"Boss, hurry up and go!"
Yue Zifeng shouted.
"Brother, watch out."
Long Chen nodded, the thunder wings behind him trembling. With a flicker, he charged toward Ye Ming.
"Sword cultivator?"
Gui Si was startled. After all, he had once been an emperor. Although his realm had fallen, he still controlled a trace of supreme power.
This transcendent power must be countered with transcendent power, but unexpectedly, Yue Zifeng sliced through the defense with a single sword strike.
Sword cultivators are known as the strongest attackers among cultivators, unmatched in sharpness and unstoppable. One reason is that the sword will of sword cultivators transcends all other paths, unbound by the laws of the Heavenly Dao, and is also a transcendent force, which is why they can break through the Ghost Division's defenses.
"Who are you?"
The Ghost Officer demanded, eager to know who exactly this person before him was.
"Under Long Chen, the Fourth Legion Commander of the Dragon Blood Legion, Yue Zifeng."
Yue Zifeng shouted coldly, his long sword shining brilliantly as he appeared across the sky. As he made his move, the clouds and winds changed, the sword moved the heavens, and his fierce sword will radiated outward, completely unaffected by the Ghost Division's pressure.
"Not rebirth, no reincarnation, no body seizure—truly a peerless genius. Heh, I just love killing geniuses."
The Ghost Officer chuckled, swung his staff, and suddenly the void split open. A massive bone claw, blotting out the sun, struck toward Yue Zifeng.
"Sword returns to Wuji, Qiankun borrows the method." Yue Zifeng shouted sharply.
Buzz!
In his eyes, a phantom of a long sword appeared. Behind him, an illusion of ten thousand swords appeared, overlapping to form a lotus flower. As soon as the lotus appeared, Yue Zifeng's aura suddenly changed, as if a long sword had been drawn and a divine weapon was awakened.
Yue Zifeng was neither a Skywalker nor a Heaven-Extension Practitioner; no one had ever seen his phenomenon before. Now, with the appearance of the Ten Thousand Sword Lotus, everyone was startled.
"Clang"
Yue Zifeng's longsword struck the massive bone claw, producing a thunderous roar. The bone claw was forced back, and Yue Zifeng's body swayed from the impact.
"Blocked it!"
Guo Ran and the others were both shocked and delighted. Yue Zifeng was incredibly strong. After being taken into seclusion by Ling Yunzi a few days ago, his combat power had now skyrocketed to an extremely terrifying level.
"Don't just stand by, we're going to kill these half-dead ghosts." Gu Yang shouted loudly.
At this moment, the endless army of the Undead Clan had already surged forward, surging forward like raging waves.
"Don't even think about getting over there."
Liu Ruyan shouted coldly, and a willow tree shot up into the sky, shattering the sky and soaring into the sky, its canopy covering a million miles.
"Ss s s..."
Willow branches shot out like lightning, like sharp long hairs. The undead clan beings were pierced through by the branches, their bodies shattering apart.
As Liu Ruyan's cultivation advanced, her true body grew larger and her innate divine abilities became increasingly terrifying. Moreover, the Undying Nether Willow clan was the emperor of the Undying clan, so Liu Ruyan was greatly suppressing them.
The Undying Clan powerhouses felt no pain, but Liu Ruyan's willow branches pierced their bodies, causing them to scream desperately. Smoke rose from their bodies, quickly decaying and festering.
"Not good, other forces have launched attacks too." Mengqi called out.
At that moment, a thunderous roar echoed across the sky, the heavens trembled, and Demon Spirit Mountain, the Ancient Battlefield, and the Yin-Yang Realm all launched their attacks.
A Kunpeng shattered the sky, and a massive bone mountain appeared—it too was an altar.
At the center of the altar, a person sat cross-legged on it, countless runes swirling around him, surging toward him, his aura rapidly rising.
That person was none other than the nine-headed lion, the prodigy of the demon beast clan. At this moment, his entire body was shimmering with golden light, and he was cultivating with the help of the White Bone Altar.
"Hmph, despicable zombies of the Undead Clan! Since you're playing dirty tricks, why don't we all join in?"
With a sharp shout, the Kunpeng Emperor charged forth from the ancient battlefield with countless powerful beast clans.
"Boom!"
The gate of the Yin-Yang Realm shattered, and another altar appeared, but this time a giant egg stood upright on it.
Above the giant egg, the Blood Fiend Demon Lord sat cross-legged atop it, endless power surging wildly into the altar, channeling power into both the Blood Fiend Demon Lord and the giant egg.
"It's not just you who have trump cards—my blood clan has been planning for over a hundred thousand years, just waiting to reap the fruit in this lifetime.
You want to get the Star Domain Core? Let's see if you have the ability. Blood Clan warriors, kill them all—wipe out all living beings on the Tianwu Continent. The Blood Clan Emperor shouted loudly, and the Blood Clan experts roared as they charged out to attack the Tianwu Continent.
The gate of Demon Spirit Mountain also opened. Instead of pushing out the altar, it unveiled a massive coffin.
The coffin stretched tens of thousands of li, adorned with strange patterns, with demonic energy soaring to the sky. In front of the coffin was a spiderweb-shaped cluster. At the core of the web, Moluo Tianxing lay there, watching countless energies surging into the Blood Fiend Demon Lord's body like a sea of rivers converging into his body.
"How could my demon clan fall behind others?" The Demon Clan Emperor sneered and waved his hand, unleashing a torrent of demon warriors like a swarm of locusts.
"Rumble!"
The void exploded, and a massive immortal palace, radiating endless immortal light, descended from the void. That palace was none other than the Fengxian Hall of the Divine Clan.
However, unlike other forces, when the Fengxian Hall appeared, its doors were tightly shut, and it just stood there motionless.
The other forces ignored the Divine Clan's strange actions and all led their armies to charge into the Tianwu Continent.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the entire world trembled, the heavens twisted, and in the core region of the Tianwu Continent, a transparent shield of light was stretched open.
As soon as the shield appeared, countless figures appeared within it—those were the billions of civilians of the Tianwu Continent.
No one knows what happened, but they came fromEvery corner of the world was teleported here, and anyone below the Tongming Realm was all included.
"Hahaha, what a pointless nonsense. You can't even protect your own core, and you still want to protect the civilians here?" The Kunpeng Emperor sneered at this phenomenon.
The great battle finally began. The instincts of the Tianwu Continent activated, drawing innocent lives into the core land for protection.
"Chen'er?"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd cried out in surprise.