17: Chapter 17 Disciples of the Intercepting Sect vs. the Demon Race
The Yao Race army passed through a spatial rift and quickly arrived one million li away from the Human Race territory.
Tens of thousands of Yao Race troops, like a dark oppressive cloud, bore down on the Human Race territory.
At the same time, the Jie Sect members in the Human Race territory instantly sensed the bloodthirsty and brutal aura of the Yao Race.
The Three Ancestors hurriedly guided their clansmen to gather in the core area to take refuge.
"Go!"
"All Human Race members below the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, enter the cave heaven to take refuge."
After sending all the old, weak, women, and children into a cave heaven, the Jie Sect immortals, Xuandu, and the Innate Human Race members above the Taiyi Realm stepped out to confront the Yao Race.
At the Coast of the East Sea, a foul wind suddenly rose. Dark green poisonous mist swept across the world like a tsunami; wherever it passed, Spiritual Plants withered, rocks decayed, and even the Spiritual Qi was corroded and dissipated.
One hundred thousand li away, the Yao Race army was like dark clouds pressing down on the city. Tens of thousands of Yao soldiers and generals were arrayed in battle Formations, their Evil Qi soaring into the sky. At the very front, a nine-headed giant snake meandered between heaven and earth, flicking its tongue and spewing poisonous mist. This was none other than Xiangliu, one of the Ten Great Yao Gods, with a cultivation at the Early Stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm!
He acted under the orders of the Yao Emperor Dijun to come here and slaughter the Human Race, using the resentment of human souls to temper the witch-slaughtering sword.
Xiangliu opened all nine heads, his voice booming like a bell, causing the mountains in the Human Race territory to collapse. The cave heaven was also affected, and the countless Human Race members hiding inside turned pale and trembled in fear.
"Kill!"
Following Xiangliu's command, the Yao Race army roared to the sky and charged toward the Human Race territory.
"Hehehe!" "Roar!"
The Jie Sect immortals, Xuandu, and the Human Race members above the Taiyi Realm instantly stepped forward, standing before the Yao Race to block their entry into the Human Race territory.
Among them, Duobao, with the duobao pagoda hovering above his head, emitted brilliant light, instantly striking down the feathered Yao Race members at the front.
"Jie Sect?"
Xiangliu rotated his nine heads, his scarlet snake pupils sweeping across the field. Looking at the Jie Sect Disciples before him, a strange look flashed in his eyes as he shouted, "Why do you obstruct the actions of my Yao Race? Retreat quickly! Out of respect for the Shangqing Saint, the Yao Race will not hold this against you!"
As for Xuandu, Xiangliu did not try to persuade him to retreat; it would be a futile effort.
Holy Mother Wudang had a strong personality and, facing a Quasi-Saint, retorted directly, "My Jie Sect should be the one asking you, the Yao Race, why you have invaded the Human Race without cause."
Xiangliu's eighteen eyes flashed with red light simultaneously. "Are you certain you will not retreat?"
The Jie Sect Disciples replied, "We will not retreat!"
Xiangliu sneered and immediately attacked. With a violent flick of his snake tail, a dark green gale suddenly blew across the world, sweeping toward the Human Race territory. It was poison capable of corroding Innate Spiritual Qi. "Today, no one can protect this Human Race!"
Xuandu's expression tightened, and he immediately summoned the taiji diagram! The Yin and Yang Qi emerged, transforming into a boundless golden bridge that blocked and purified all the poisonous mist.
Seeing the Innate Supreme Treasure, the taiji diagram, Xiangliu's pupils constricted, and he felt a hint of trouble.
He looked at the Jie Sect Disciples again and sent a voice transmission to the Yao Race. "Grand Unity Golden Immortals, tie down the Jie Sect Disciples, but be careful not to take their lives. Everyone else, charge toward the Human Race territory!" "Slaughter the Human Race and refine the witch-slaughtering sword!"
As he finished speaking, he himself charged toward Xuandu.
Xiangliu's plan was good; if it had been Chan Sect Disciples in front of him, this might have worked, but it would not work against Jie Sect Disciples.
Daoist Duobao made a prompt decision and shouted, "Jie Sect Disciples, form the Formation!"
Holy Mother Wudang, Our Lady of Golden Light, and Holy Mother Guiling immediately responded. The magical power surrounding Immortal Wuyun, the Golden Hoop Immortal, and Immortal Pilu surged. Zhao Gongming held the twenty-four Sea-Calming Pearls, the Three Xiao Sisters had already begun to activate the Hunyuan Golden Dipper to set up the Nine-Turn Yellow River Formation, and the Ten Heavenly Lords set up the Ten Absolute Formations!
Several powerful Formations combined together to form a composite super Formation, covering the entire space in front of the Yao Race.
In the direction of the Human Race, countless Human Race Cultivators, under the command of the Three Ancestors, also entered the Formation, providing a continuous supply of magical power to support the Jie Sect Disciples' Formation.
The Yao Race's advance was blocked by this composite Formation.
As soon as countless Yao Race members entered the Formation, the weaker ones were suppressed and injured by the Ten Absolute Formations, the Golden Light Formation, and others, and then sent into the Three Xiao Sisters' Nine-Turn Yellow River Formation to have their crowns of three flowers shaved off, reverting them into wild beasts.
The powerful Yao Race members were also engaged by Disciples like Holy Mother Wudang, Holy Mother Guiling, Zhao Gongming, and Immortal Wuyun, then injured and sent into the Nine-Turn Yellow River Formation to have their three flowers shaved off.
Although they had the support of the Human Race Cultivators providing magical power, facing the endless stream of Yao Race members, the Jie Sect Disciples were starting to feel a bit exhausted.
Except for one person: Zhao Gongming. Holding the twenty-four "power banks," his magical power was abundant. Wielding his golden whip, he became more excited the more he fought, even declaring, "I want to fight ten at once!"
At the same time, the battle between Xuandu and Xiangliu was also ongoing. Calling it a battle might not be accurate; it should be called mutual containment.
Xuandu, at the Late Stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm, was defending, while Xiangliu, at the Early Stage of the Quasi-Saint Realm, was attacking.
From beginning to end, Xuandu did not compete with Xiangliu in magical power or Divine Abilities, but instead utilized the advantages of his Spirit Treasures to the extreme.
Xuandu had the heaven and earth profound yellow exquisite pagoda hovering above his head, stood upon the taiji diagram, and held the Ground-Leaving Flame Flag in his hand.
With this set of defenses, let alone a mere Early Stage Quasi-Saint like Xiangliu, even if all the Yao Race Quasi-Saints attacked together, as long as they did not use the Zhou Tian Star Formation, they would never break Xuandu's defense. Today, he stood in an invincible position.
Meanwhile, inside the Wu Race's Pangu Hall, Dijiang, who was demonstrating the Dao Rhyme of Law to Shi Yan, felt intense fluctuations coming from the spatial nodes of the Human Race territory.
He distracted himself to open a spatial rift and, through the rift, saw the great battle between the Yao Race and the Jie Sect Disciples.
Seeing the Yao Race invading the Human Race, Dijiang sent a voice transmission to Houtu: "Little Sister, come here; the Yao Race has made a move!"
He was the only one among the Twelve Ancestral Witches who had any brains.
Before long, Houtu arrived before Dijiang. She asked suspiciously, "Brother, the period of one hundred yuan cycles has not yet arrived; what has the Yao Race done?"
Those two motley birds of the Yao Race should respect Hongjun quite a bit, right?
"The Yao Race has invaded the Human Race."
Dijiang showed Houtu the scene at the Coast of the East Sea and said, "I promised little friend Shi Yan; now that the Yao Race has invaded the Human Race, Little Sister, go to the Human Race and help them out!"
Houtu replied, "Alright."
As she finished speaking, Houtu walked straight out of the Pangu Hall, gathered some clansmen, and headed toward the Coast of the East Sea.
At this time, the battle situation at the Coast of the East Sea had become increasingly tragic.
Although the Jie Sect immortals' Formation was powerful, the Yao Race army kept coming like a tide. Several small cracks had already appeared at the edge of the Formation, and although they were quickly repaired, there was a faint tendency toward instability.
Daoist Duobao, with the duobao pagoda above his head, controlled countless Acquired Spirit Treasures to suppress one side, but he was also entangled by several Grand Unity Yao Generals, and his Face was gradually turning pale.
Holy Mother Wudang and Holy Mother Guiling each wielded their Spirit Treasures to forcefully resist the Yao soldiers, exhaling turbid air, their breaths unstable.
The Three Xiao Sisters activated the Hunyuan Golden Dipper to continuously shave off the Yao Race's cultivation, but the Nine-Turn Yellow River Formation consumed a vast amount of energy. Even with the Human Race continuously providing magical power, fine beads of sweat had already seeped out on their foreheads.
Zhao Gongming was still majestic, the twenty-four Sea-Calming Pearls continuously supplying magical power, and he wielded his golden whip, smashing the Yao Race until they were crying for their parents, but he understood that if this continued, they would sooner or later be defeated.
Master Xuandu, protected by the three Supreme Treasures—the taiji diagram, the heaven and earth profound yellow exquisite pagoda, and the Ground-Leaving Flame Flag—was as steady as Mount Tai, but he could only hold Xiangliu back tightly and simply could not free up his hands to rescue others.
Inside the Human Race cave heaven, countless old, weak, women, and children listened to the earth-shaking sounds of slaughter outside, trembling in fear, their eyes filled with despair.
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