412: Chapter 412 Human Race and the Allied Forces of the Three Races

Chapter 412: The Human Race and the Three-Clan Allied Forces. On the Starry Sky Battlefield near the Tianxuan Star Domain and the Evil God Star Domain, Cultivators from the righteous and evil factions of the Human Race were locked in a fierce struggle with countless alien Cultivators from the Three-Clan Allied Forces.

The vast starry sky was divided into countless battlefields, where various Law energies surged and chaotic fighting never ceased.

"Summon the Evil God!"

A million Evil God Cult Disciples formed a mysterious Formation, gathering a sinister, evil power. In the center of the Formation formed by the million Disciples, a massive altar erupted with terrifying pressure.

An Aura comparable to a Law Realm Cultivator leaked from the altar.

"Roar!"

A massive, sinister entity formed in the starry sky, surrounded by thick black mist that obscured its true appearance. Eyes like ghost fires suddenly snapped open, and countless Cultivators instantly felt a bizarre Aura.

"We request Lord Evil God to strike!"

Seeing the dark misty phantom, many Cultivators of the Evil God Cult let out low roars.

The monster known as the Evil God scanned its surroundings, locked onto its enemies, and transformed into black mist. Holding a chained scythe, it launched a fierce attack toward the alien races, its strength comparable to a First-Tribulation Law Realm Cultivator.

The price for summoning the Evil God was that the Evil God Cult Cultivators performing the ritual would have one-third of their lifespans drained.

"Hmph, the Human Race only knows how to use these wicked and unorthodox powers."

Within the Three-Clan Allied Forces, the Ancestor of the Shamo Clan gave a disdainful cold snort. He then sent forward the Law Realm experts they had spawned by sacrificing numerous Cultivators to meet the enemy and attack the Evil God.

At the same time, he mockingly jeered at the Old Ancestor of the Evil God Cult, "Humans, stop embarrassing yourselves with these shameful tricks. Surrender early and you might still save your lives. If you continue to be stubborn, don't blame us for being ruthless."

Chu Changfeng, the Old Ancestor of the Evil God Cult, wore a look of ridicule. "Even by uniting the forces of ten thousand races, you cannot defeat my Human Race. No matter how many ants like you there are, you are still nothing more than that!"

"Old Ancestor, why waste words with this bunch of riffraff? Just finish them off!"

Another First-Tribulation Law Realm Old Ancestor of the Evil God Cult didn't waste any more words. He charged directly in front of the Three-Clan army and shouted provocatively, "Cowards! Who dares to fight me for another thirty thousand rounds!"

"Hmph! Why wouldn't I dare!"

An Old Ancestor of the Manlong Clan charged out from the Three-Clan Allied Forces' camp and clashed with that Evil God Cult Old Ancestor.

Chu Changfeng glanced at the Human Race forces from the Tianxuan Star Domain and mocked, "Patriarch Cheng Zhen, you old Bald Donkey, you Righteous Path Cultivators haven't killed as many aliens as we evil Cultivators have. If you're bad, practice more. Next time we have a war between good and evil, remember to kowtow to us first."

Patriarch Cheng Zhen, the Old Ancestor of the Xuantian Sect, and the monk Jienian, the Old Ancestor of the Great Brahma Temple, exchanged a glance before their figures once again charged into the alien army.

Patriarch Cheng Zhen laughed loudly and said, "Chu Changfeng, once we get rid of these insects, my Xuantian Sect will come and have a good time with your Evil God Cult!"

"Amitabha. Benefactor Chu has gone astray. After this battle, this old monk is willing to work with Sect Master Cheng to wash away Benefactor Chu's sins."

The cassock on Monk Jienian's body was burst open by his muscles, revealing a golden Dharma Body shining with Buddha-light as he charged into the alien ranks.

The conflict between good and evil ceased briefly at this moment. As the saying goes, no matter how the Human Race fights amongst themselves, they must form a united front when facing an external invasion; eliminating the outsiders is the priority.

"Kill!!"

The Cultivators of the Tianxuan Star Domain and the Evil God Star Domain erupted with intense Battle Intent and continued the slaughter.

The forces of the Three-Clan Allied Forces were equally extraordinary in Aura. Several Law Realm Old Ancestors moved out simultaneously to attack Patriarch Cheng Zhen and the others.

Meanwhile, the other artificially-spawned Law Realm Cultivators were frantically massacring those below the Law Realm. Only by several Upper Sovereign Realm Cultivators joining forces could one of them be pinned down.

In this situation, the Human Race was indeed at a massive disadvantage. There was a huge gap in numbers. The Cultivators of the alien allied forces ranged from the Palm Dao Realm to the Law Realm, and their numbers exceeded billions, gathering nearly ninety percent of the alien Cultivators above the Palm Dao Realm.

On the human side, there were ultimately only the forces of two Star Domains, falling far short in terms of numbers.

Fortunately, the combat power of Human Race Cultivators cannot be calculated purely by their cultivation level. Humans are proficient in various paths and excel in a wide range of fields, with endless methods at their disposal—Magic Treasures, Formations, Talismans, medicinal pills, and so on.

Under the accumulation of a series of methods, they had barely managed to hold out against the offensive of the alien allied forces for over a thousand years.

War, after all, is a contest of foundations!

At a glance, across the vast starry sky, all sorts of special effects were flying everywhere in a dense mass.

"Benefactor Zhang, I didn't expect you to become the new Daoist Seed of the Xuantian Sect. As expected of someone from the Supreme Dao Sect."

Vice Sect Master Zhang Qingyu, with his long hair flowing, stood upon the Xuantian Sect's Flying Boat. He looked at the two monks beside him and asked, "You are...?"

"Wuxin."

"Jiechi."

The two monks responded.

A flash of surprise appeared in Vice Sect Master Zhang Qingyu's eyes. "Could it be the Buddha Sons of the Great Thunder Sound Temple from the Xuanhuang World? Such a coincidence?"

Vice Sect Master Zhang Qingyu had some impression of the monk Wuxin. Although they were not of the same generation, currently they were both Sovereign Realm Cultivators, so it was not an exaggeration to call each other Fellow Daoists.

Being able to meet fellow townsmen from the Xuanhuang World in a place like this, both of them felt quite emotional.

Wuxin's monstrously beautiful face wore a faint smile. "I wonder if we can avenge the old grudges of the Xuanhuang World this time."

Vice Sect Master Zhang Qingyu's expression turned slightly more serious. "The Shamo Clan killed my Junior Martial Uncle. This debt must be repaid. Unfortunately, we have not yet grown to the point where we have the ability to dominate the battlefield."

Wuxin laughed and said, "If we can't settle the big grudges, the small ones are still possible. This battle is long, and the final outcome is not yet certain. However, the aliens who are transcended cannot be reborn."

"However many Cultivators the Shamo Clan killed in the Xuanhuang World, we shall simply kill that many back."

Vice Sect Master Zhang Qingyu raised an eyebrow. "Fellow Daoist Wuxin, you are a monk. Can you really take lives?"

"Benefactor Zhang's words are incorrect. These aliens are demons. Transcending demons is a great act of kindness. Moreover, when it comes to the affairs of those who have left home, how can it be called taking lives?"

Vice Sect Master Zhang Qingyu's cheek twitched slightly. "As long as Fellow Daoist Wuxin is happy. It's time for me to go kill the enemy. After this battle, if we are still alive, let's have a good drink. In this place, it's rare to run into friends from the Xuanhuang World."

With that, Vice Sect Master Zhang Qingyu turned into a streak of light and charged into the battlefield.

Wuxin sighed and exchanged a look with Jiechi beside him. "Master has also died in battle. There are more and more new faces, but old acquaintances are hard to find."

"I hope that after this battle, I will still be able to see Benefactor Zhang."

"Jiechi, let's go!"

As his voice fell, Wuxin and Jiechi also charged into the alien ranks, fighting together against the vast alien army.

This battle concerned the fate of all humans in the Initial Heaven Domain. Victory meant life; defeat meant death.

The battlefield was so vast that once the war started, no one could look out for anyone else. Palm Dao Realm and Dao Attainment Realm Cultivators in the battlefield might not even make it out of the edge of the battlefield from the start of the fight until they fought to the death.

Cultivators with relatively weak cultivation didn't even know how the situation of the war was or which side held the advantage. They could only continuously fight the aliens until they died in battle or until a winner was decided.

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