985: The might of Demon General Zhang is at the peak of the third tier!

This was a true confrontation between Fourth Stage powerhouses!

It was the ultimate collision of two completely different and opposing power systems!

The aftershocks of each clash made everyone watching from afar tremble with fear.

Their eyes were filled with terror and reverence, knowing that even a single aftershock falling could cause devastating disaster.

The aftershocks were like sharp blades, ready to take their lives at any moment.

Some even showed fanaticism, as in their eyes, such battles had transcended the realm of humans.

Lan Cang clenched his fists tightly. He knew that Dragon Xuanyuan was fighting for the future of the Alliance, and they absolutely could not just stand by!

"Form the array! Lend a hand to Senior!"

Lan Cang roared, his voice as loud as a great bell, carrying endless determination.

He was the first to inject his energy unreservedly into the remaining Alliance grand array. The other Human Race powerhouses awoke as if from a dream, following suit, gathering their strength into a thick pillar of energy light.

The pillar of energy light emitted a soft glow, like the dawn of hope.

In an instant, it broke through the obstruction of the energy aftershocks and remotely empowered the dazzling golden figure in the sky—Human Emperor Dragon Xuanyuan!

With the combined strength of the crowd, the golden light on Dragon Xuanyuan intensified abruptly, and his human emperor dharma body solidified slightly.

He let out a loud shout, his voice like a divine oracle from the Nine Heavens, carrying endless majesty.

The xuanyuan sword burst forth with unprecedented light, dazzling like the sun, sweeping away Luo Xiu's heavy punch. At the same time, the imperial seal of china flew out, transforming into the size of a mountain, carrying the mighty power to suppress the universe, and smashed down directly towards Luo Xiu!

Luo Xiu's pupils contracted, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The divine demon phantom behind him crossed its arms to block, as if it were a towering mountain attempting to fend off this fatal blow.

Boom!

The imperial seal smashed down, and the Void Realm shattered!

The fierce battle entered an even more intense stage! The outcome was still unknown!

Lan Cang, Oriental Ling, Sword Lord, and a host of other Human Race powerhouses gathered all their strength, continuously pouring their vast and majestic energy into the grand array to assist Dragon Xuanyuan.

However, just as they were fully focused and undistracted, four terrifying, almost corporeal auras, like ancient Vicious Beasts awakening from a deep slumber in the dark abyss, suddenly stirred.

With boundless savagery and madness, they erupted unreservedly.

This aura instantly swept across the entire plaza like surging waves, making the surrounding air seem to solidify, causing Lan Cang and the others' movements to halt abruptly.

"Hmph, trying to bully the few with the many? Did you ask us first?!"

A cold and mocking voice rang out in everyone's ears like a clap of thunder.

The speaker was none other than Sword Demon. His figure stood tall like a pine, his eyes gleaming with sharp cold light.

He raised an arm and swung, his greatsword drawing a graceful arc, and a scarlet, blood-red yet incomparably sharp Sword Qi instantly materialized.

This Sword Qi, like a death scythe from Hell, tore through the sky, emitting a piercing whistle, and precisely struck the pillar of light that had gathered the immense energy of dozens of Human Race powerhouses.

"This aura, how is this possible? Weren't they all Third Stage Middle Stage? When did they reach Third Stage Peak?"

The humans who were originally guarding against the Four Demon Generals were stunned. They hadn't taken the Four Demon Generals seriously before.

Even if these Four Demon Generals had broken through, at most they would be four Third Stage Late Stage cultivators.

Such existences, though strong, they could still handle. But if there were four Third Stage Peak powerhouses, that would be beyond the capability of ordinary people to deal with.

Rip!

Accompanied by a sharp sound, the energy light pillar trembled violently, like a giant beast suffering a heavy blow.

The originally stable and powerful energy instantly became chaotic, and was actually forcibly deflected by this sword strike, crashing onto an empty patch of ground in the distance like an out-of-control meteor.

With a loud bang, dust flew up, and a massive crater appeared before everyone's eyes, with traces of energy fluctuations still lingering on its walls.

"That is His Majesty's battle. Your opponents are us!"

Heavenly Demon let out a sharp and eerie laugh, a sound that seemed to come from the Nine Yellow Springs, sending shivers down one's spine.

With a flap of his wings, the demonic patterns on his body glowed faintly, and his figure instantly dispersed like a phantom, transforming into countless twisted shadows.

These shadows, like black smoke, permeated the entire plaza, making it difficult to distinguish his true form.

Immediately, countless afterimages of the Heavenly Demon attacked the Human Race powerhouses present like sharp arrows.

The Human Race powerhouses' hearts tightened. Even if they knew that most of them were illusions, who would dare to gamble with their lives?

Therefore, they had to divert some of their attention to block the attacks of these afterimages.

"Roar! Burn the Eight Desolations!"

Flame Demon roared skyward, his voice like rolling thunder, making everyone's eardrums ache.

The Demonic Energy around him surged wildly, transforming into raging flames. The scorching high temperature distorted and evaporated the surrounding air, forming swirling currents.

He slammed his enormous fists onto the ground, which instantly cracked into huge fissures.

Immediately after, massive pillars of molten fire, like earth Dragons, violently erupted from beneath the plaza. The fire pillars, several feet high, carried scalding magma and blazing flames, instantly dividing the Human Race powerhouses' formation.

Amidst screams, several powerhouses who couldn't dodge in time were scorched. Smoke rose from their bodies as they writhed in pain on the ground.

"Blood is the most beautiful feast!"

Blood Demon extended his tongue and slowly licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with bloodthirsty red light, as if he had seen the most delicious food in the world.

He flickered, transforming into a blood shadow, moving at extreme speed, like a phantom weaving through the chaotic crowd. Wherever he passed, agonizing screams rose and fell.

The protective energy of several Human Race powerhouses was easily torn apart like paper, and their blood uncontrollably burst from their bodies, forming streams of blood that were greedily sucked into Blood Demon's mouth.

With each sip of fresh blood, Blood Demon's aura became more refined, and his Demonic Energy grew stronger.

The Four Demon Generals unreservedly displayed their terrifying aura and strength at Third Stage Peak.

Although they had been severely wounded before, with Luo Xiu's help after his Breakthrough to Fourth Stage, they not only fully recovered but even advanced further, reaching the pinnacle of this realm.

They exuded a powerful and unsettling aura, as if they were demons from Hell.

There were only four of them, yet they faced dozens of times their number in Human Race powerhouses, many of whom were Third Stage Late Stage and Middle Stage cultivators.

Even Lan Cang, Oriental Ling, and Sword Lord had reached Third Stage Peak, and although there were differences among them, they were not far apart.

However, at this moment, the Four Great Demon Generals showed no fear. Their eyes revealed determination and madness, and they even took the initiative to attack.

They were like four sharp blades, fiercely plunging into the Human Race camp. Wherever they went, the Human Race powerhouses retreated.