Demonized!
The sudden change left both the people and demons present in disbelief.
"Did this old fellow break through?" The Demon Emperor stared at Qing Ming Old Ancestor with a grave expression.
"No, it can't be a breakthrough."
"Whether humans cultivate immortality or demonic arts, even a breakthrough shouldn't cause such a spectacle."
The Demon Emperor had lived for nearly a thousand years and had seen countless people and events.
Though he had never witnessed a human breaking through to the Martial Emperor realm.
But he had touched upon that threshold and knew well that even a breakthrough would not result in the current transformation.
Although humans and demons were inherently at odds, he had never felt such an intense aversion towards Qing Ming Old Ancestor as he did now.
It was as if Qing Ming Old Ancestor was not a creature of this world.
"What is this?" Hu Xiao narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in his pupils.
The Demon Emperor might not have understood, but he sensed a familiar feeling.
Back on the battlefield.
Those fearless human cultivators looked just like this; though not as exaggerated as Qing Ming Old Ancestor, the red in their pupils was unmistakable.
"What exactly is going on?"
"What on earth happened to this old fellow?"
It wasn't just the demon side; the human side also felt a hint of fear.
Yu Huai, who was near Qing Ming Old Ancestor, was the first to sense something was wrong and quickly retreated.
"Qing Ming Old Ancestor, what are you doing?"
Even though Qing Ming Old Ancestor was only targeting the Demon Emperor, Yu Huai also felt a pang of dread.
It was as if continuing to stay in front of Qing Ming Old Ancestor would lead to his own death as well.
The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone was shaken by the sudden transformation of Qing Ming Old Ancestor.
The soldiers' movements froze, their gaze fixed on Qing Ming Old Ancestor, as fear and doubt spread through their hearts.
He saw black smoke swirling around the corners of his eyes.
The black smoke seemed to have a mind of its own, enveloping Qing Ming Old Ancestor entirely into a black cocoon.
The next moment, this black cocoon exploded.
Qing Ming Old Ancestor's previously upright body became twisted and hunched, sharp bone spurs protruding from his joints, piercing his skin, and black blood slowly seeped out.
His hair flew wildly like dancing snakes, each strand seemingly tainted by dark power, emitting an eerie aura.
At this moment, Qing Ming Old Ancestor felt he had gained unparalleled power, transcending all living beings.
His face was even more hideous and terrifying, his features distorted and deformed.
His eyes were nothing but endless blood-red, like two burning pools of blood, spewing chilling malevolence.
His mouth was wide open, revealing sharp fangs, and black mist occasionally seeped from between his teeth, as if from a demon of hell.
The world changed color, and this area became extremely eerie and terrifying because of him.
Dark clouds, like ink, rolled and surged, as if to crush the entire world.
The strong winds howled, like countless vengeful spirits wailing.
Centered around Qing Ming Old Ancestor himself, the grass and trees on the ground instantly withered and turned to ash.
Qing Ming Old Ancestor grinned menacingly at the Demon Emperor, his voice sounding as if from the nethermost abyss: "Demon Emperor, today is your day of death, meekly accept your demise!"
The Demon Emperor's expression was grave, yet he responded fearlessly: "You have become neither human nor ghost; it's not certain that we will be the ones to die!"
Qing Ming Old Ancestor laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha, still stubborn at death's door, watch how I utterly destroy your demon race!"
At this moment, the Demon Emperor's eyes were filled with gravity, and he had already clutched a pill in his hand.
This pill was his last trump card, allowing him to unleash his peak power from before for a short period.
This pill was brought to him by the Crown Prince when he arrived.
It was also a unique secret recipe of their Void Beast clan.
He had originally thought he would never need it, but who would have thought he would use it so soon?
The next moment, Qing Ming Old Ancestor closed his eyes and began to mobilize the power within his body.
The dark clouds around him grew even thicker, as if the entire sky was about to collapse.
Dark power formed a vortex around his body, and space itself was twisted, showing cracks.
A chilling creaking sound emanated from them.
He raised the sword in his hand, its blade wrapped in black aura, its light completely gone.
He swung it forcefully, and a black sword qi, like a black lightning bolt, struck the defensive formation.
Bang!
Crack!
The defensive formation let out a painful wail under this powerful attack.
The originally solid barrier of light instantly became covered with spiderweb-like cracks, its light flickering erratically and on the verge of collapse.
Boom!
The entire formation let out a huge roar and shattered into countless flying fragments.
These fragments, like falling stars, vanished into the darkness with their last glimmer of light.
The moment the defensive formation shattered, the demons inside vomited blood, their bodies struck as if by a heavy blow, their faces pale, and their expressions pained.
Some collapsed directly to the ground, losing consciousness, while others barely managed to support themselves but were still tottering.
Upon seeing this, Qing Ming Old Ancestor sneered and shouted wildly: "Demon Emperor, today is the doomsday of your demon race! I will wipe you all out!"
However, in reality, more humans died this time.
Because the human forces had not yet retreated during the assault, many soldiers were hit by the aftermath of the shattered formation and instantly turned to ash.
The battlefield was strewn with corpses, a gruesome sight.
Hu Xiao, standing by, was too stunned by the horrific scene to speak; he looked at Qing Ming Old Ancestor, who was like a demon, his heart filled with fear and confusion.
On the human side, some trembled, their legs weak, wanting to escape but not daring to move.
"Is this still Qing Ming Old Ancestor?"
"Such terrifying power, he's simply a demon!"
"Did we make a mistake? Can such slaughter truly bring peace?"
Another person was filled with remorse, looking at Qing Ming Old Ancestor with eyes full of fear and doubt.
They looked up at Qing Ming Old Ancestor, who resembled a devil.
They instinctively retreated a few steps, beginning to regret having followed Qing Ming Old Ancestor to attack the demon race.
At this moment, the Demon Emperor finally confirmed his earlier conjecture.
They could feel that the power Qing Ming Old Ancestor was now using came from a forbidden race.
"This is the power of the Demon Race!" Suddenly, a demon elder cried out in horror, "It hasn't appeared for tens of thousands of years, how could it now..."
Just as the Demon Emperor sensed something was wrong, Qing Ming Old Ancestor had already attacked like a phantom.
The Demon Emperor had no time for further explanation; he immediately swallowed the pill, his aura surging, squeezing out his last bit of power.
His body emitted a dazzling light, forming a stark contrast with Qing Ming Old Ancestor's dark aura.
"Old fellow, I didn't expect you to have made a pact with those guys, no wonder you wanted to attack my demon race." The Demon Emperor's face was grim, he said, "Even if I die today, I won't let you live."
"Hmph!" Qing Ming Old Ancestor sneered, letting out a cold snort: "Just you?"