81: Chapter 81 Governor Battles Demon Emperor

"The war... has begun?"

In a quiet room of the Formation Masters Pavilion's outer court, Shen Moyan, who was preparing to set up the Heavenly Demon Ritual, was momentarily stunned as he received information from his Clone.

He swept away the incense ash scattered on the ground, took out the Reverse Formation Plate, and began drawing a cross-prefecture teleportation Formation.

"It's earlier than expected. It seems Luo Changting did it; he activated the ritual before me."

The teleportation Formation opened wide, and Shen Moyan quickly sent the Reverse Formation Plate to Langya.

Each of the five paper figures remaining in Langya received a Formation Plate.

"Go to Kuafu's facial features! Quick!"

After giving the command, Shen Moyan shifted his gaze toward the primary gathering place for Cultivators in Langya... the Langya Prefecture government.

Atop the majestic city walls, the runes of the city-protecting Formation flowed like a galaxy, yet they trembled violently under the impact of 'Green Clouds Falling into the Vast Sea'.

The light flickered, looking as if it would shatter at any moment.

Inside the prefect's Manor, a figure soared into the sky, robes fluttering, surrounded by nine golden Dragon shadows, each carrying the pressure of a Small World.

It was none other than the Langya prefect, Xiao Xuan!

His gaze was like lightning as he stared directly at the Void Realm ahead and shouted coldly:

"Audacious Prodigy! How dare you invade my Langya? Are you not afraid of the Holy Court's immortal officials' wrath, which would see your entire race exterminated?"

"Hahaha!"

A wild laugh shook heaven and earth as a ten-thousand-foot rift tore through the Void Realm, and a colossal beast stepped out into the air.

It had the body of a tiger and the horns of a bull, with wings on its back and roiling black-red Evil Qi all over.

It was the Qiongqi Demon Emperor.

"The Holy Court? Haha! A joke!"

"Ever since the Xuanhuang Emperor Lord vanished, the Holy Court has long been corrupt and decaying, like the sun setting in the west!"

The Qiongqi Demon Emperor grinned hideously, his voice like thunder, making the buildings of the prefecture government below shake incessantly.

"A mere five-calamity Prodigy dares to speak so recklessly and slander my race's Holy Court!" prefect Xiao was furious.

"Mountain and Sea is, after all, the territory of our Yao Race!" the Qiongqi Demon Emperor shouted sharply.

"Xiao Xuan, this is the grand trend; it cannot be stopped!"

"A 'grand trend,' indeed. Then let us test it!"

Xiao Xuan said no more. With a press of his hand, the nine golden Dragons roared forth, transforming into nine heaven-reaching chains that sealed the world and closed in on the Qiongqi Demon Emperor.

The Qiongqi Demon Emperor laughed wildly and flapped his wings. The black-red Evil Qi turned into a surging sea of blood, crashing violently against the golden Dragon chains.

Boom!

Space shattered like a mirror. A terrifying shockwave swept across ten thousand miles. The prefecture Formation shook violently, and the pavilions in the sky outside the Formation were completely annihilated in the aftershock.

Runes on the city walls cracked, and the Cultivators maintaining them spat blood and retreated.

"How terrifying. The clash between the prefect and the Demon Emperor... the aftershocks alone can shatter the Formation!"

The Holy Court Cultivators' expressions changed drastically as they frantically pushed the Formation, trying to stabilize it.

"Didn't we go to Feiguang Prefecture a few years ago to ask a Grandmaster to improve the layout? Why is it still so fragile?"

The confrontation between two Calamity Law Realm powerhouses was no longer something human strength could interfere with.

Xiao Xuan and the Qiongqi Demon Emperor fought with frenzy. Golden Dragons and the sea of blood intertwined, causing the world to lose its color.

Finally, the Qiongqi Demon Emperor let out a wild roar, tore through the Void Realm, and escaped into the Chaos beyond the heavens.

"Xiao Xuan! If you have the guts, come fight me beyond the heavens!"

"As if I'd fear you!"

Xiao Xuan snorted coldly and took a step forward. His figure followed closely behind, disappearing into the shattered rift in the Void Realm.

Inside the prefecture government, the Cultivators looked up in horror, seeing that terrifying auras still lingered in the sky.

Space rifts spread like spiderwebs, unable to heal for a long time.

But what was truly terrifying was that the water curtain above the law of tribulation Formation was still pouring inward. The prefecture Formation was in critical danger!

"It's over..." a Cultivator murmured.

"Lord prefect has been lured away. If the Formation breaks, what will happen to Langya Prefecture government?"

The Calamity Law Realm powerhouses had torn through the Void Realm to fight beyond the heavens.

The city-protecting Formation's light flickered rapidly like a candle in the wind, already covered in cracks from the previous world-destroying collision.

And an even greater crisis had only just arrived.

Roar! Awoo!

Accompanied by earth-shaking roars, the main force of the Yao Race, which had long been lurking in the shadows around the prefecture government, revealed their hideous fangs.

Several figures as massive as mountains, emitting terrifying Demonic Qi, crashed through the Void Realm and descended over the crumbling prefecture government.

Leading them was a Vicious Beast shaped like a giant bull, with a dark green body and a single crimson eye.

Wherever it appeared, the Void Realm congealed, and a nauseating Death Qi of plague spread out.

The weaker Cultivators in the city below immediately turned pale green, black spots appeared on their skin, and their Spiritual Qi flow became sluggish and difficult!

"It's the Fei! Quickly activate the Formation! Block the plague!"

The Cultivators in the city shouted in terror.

Sun Haifeng stood before the protective Formation, his face deathly pale and filled with regret.

He shouldn't have accepted that commission to come here.

Wouldn't it have been better to peacefully enjoy his retirement in Feiguang Prefecture?

"A corner of the western city Formation has broken!" a desperate voice cried out.

"Everyone! Arrange the Formation according to my instructions!"

Hearing this, Sun Haifeng's expression turned fierce as he roared.

He couldn't care about anything else now; for that sliver of hope for survival, he would give it his all.

Following closely behind the Fei was a crimson giant serpent extending dozens of miles.

a mythical serpent!

As its tongue flickered, flames scorched the sky, making the already fragile city-protecting light shield sizzle and pop.

The heatwave swept through, and the tiles on the city towers melted instantly!

On the other side, water vapor soared as a one-horned flood dragon broke through the sea; it was the Water Dragon King.

It churned the falling water curtain, turning it into a ten-thousand-foot tidal wave that carried the power to tear through metal and stone, slamming hard against the prefecture government Formation.

These three were all peerless Demon Kings comparable to Guizang Realm True Monarchs.

Behind them, even more Great Demons with soaring Demonic Qi surged in from all directions like a tide!

"Monsters! How dare you act so insolently!"

Inside and outside the prefecture government, several powerful auras soared into the sky.

The Langya True Monarchs who had stayed behind took action.

Meanwhile, within the sanctuary Formation inside the prefecture city.

Luo Hanchán huddled in a corner, the Hellish scenes outside the Formation reflected in her pupils.

In the sky, the massive figures of the Demon Kings were like moving mountains.

Even through the Formation, every roar made her eardrums feel like they were bursting.

In the distance, the light from the clashes between the True Monarchs and the Demon Kings was like suns constantly exploding, making her eyes sting with pain.

Closer by, the Cultivators' pavilions collapsed like paper in the shockwaves, with broken stones and wood flying everywhere, mixed with the dying screams of Cultivators and the excited roars of Vicious Beasts.

She could even clearly see a stray demonic wind sweeping across a corner of the Formation, slicing a Cultivator who was trying to resist—and the rows of pavilions behind him—cleanly in two.

Blood instantly splattered across the charred, broken walls.

It was a shocking sight.

"Ugh..."

Extreme terror caused a whimper to escape her throat.

She had never imagined that war would be so cruel, so close to death.

The heroic spirit of heroes slaying demons in storybooks and plays seemed utterly hollow and laughable at this moment.

Luo Hui, hiding in the sanctuary Formation, felt it even more deeply.

In his youth, he had also yearned for the immortal path and had seen Cultivators fight.

But the world-destroying scene before him completely exceeded the limits of his imagination.

Was this the true face of the Cultivation World?

The joys, sorrows, partings, reunions, loves, and hates that the Opera Troupe usually sang about...

...were as insignificant as dust in the face of such a world-sweeping catastrophe.

In this situation, Luo Hanchán and Luo Hui couldn't help but simultaneously think of the records of the mountain and sea official appointments, that myth that transcended ordinary storybooks.

This moment was so similar to the scenes in Chapter Two.