276: Tuoguan to Demon Mountain

In the face of absolute power, wars dominated by martial civilizations sometimes exhibit an unbelievably effortless state.

Only a brief two days had passed!

The two Realms previously lost due to defeat and the retreat of Chixuan Pass were successfully reclaimed under the sweeping momentum of Lin Yan and the others.

Not only that.

They advanced rapidly with the force of a thunderbolt, drawing closer and closer to the Yao Race's border... quite unlike the Human Race's majestic Imperial Pass that stretched across the vast starry sky like a giant Dragon.

Standing at the border of the Yao Race was a massive mountain peak shrouded in billowing Demonic Qi that blotted out the sky.

This giant mountain was like a sleeping Primeval Vicious Beast, exuding a terrifying Aura that made one's heart tremble.

On this Demon Mountain, densely packed figures clad in heavy armor stood or sat, chatting and laughing freely; the atmosphere was quite relaxed and pleasant.

One of the Yao Race warriors spoke with a face full of disdain, "Hmph, those Humans... heh... they really think they're something special!"

Another Yao Race warrior chimed in, "Exactly! Daring to use the strength of a single race to resist the joint conquest of our Five Great Hegemon Races of the Starry Sky is simply seeking death!"

Someone else let out a cold laugh and said mockingly, "Haha... only those incredibly stupid Humans would do something so beyond their capabilities. They always have their so-called 'loyalty and righteousness' on their lips, but as soon as they encounter trouble, they swarm forward like a hive of bees, completely disregarding their own safety."

"Indeed, I've long been sick of their self-righteous attitude," another person mocked. "They keep talking about the greater good, but in reality, they're just a bunch of simple-minded fools who can't distinguish right from wrong or what's important!"

"Exactly! They've already become one of the starry sky hegemons, yet they can't even tell the difference between trivial matters and major ones."

"They deserve this calamity!"

Numerous voices continued to echo these sentiments, their words filled with contempt and disdain for the Human Race.

"Speaking of which, I wonder how the personnel from the three Divine Courts of the Mangyu Sacred Court, who went out to sweep up the Human Race remnants a while ago, are doing."

"No need to even think about it." A Yao Race soldier said with envy, "They're either killing like crazy or looting like crazy."

"Either way, it must be incredibly exhilarating."

"What can you do?"

"As a border Sacred Court of our race adjacent to Demon Mountain, this is the treatment they deserve."

Hearing this.

Sour voices came from the surroundings.

"True."

"A border Sacred Court, it's what they should have."

"After all, they face the risk of being attacked at any time."

"Pfft~!"

"Hahaha! 'At any time', indeed!"

"I think!" A burly man who looked like a Yao Race general slowly stood up, stretching his strong and powerful body while lazily letting out a big yawn.

Then, he carelessly looked up, casting his gaze toward the vast, pitch-black starry sky that looked no different from usual.

"Once this world-shaking war sweeping across the entire starry sky finally comes to an end, our towering Demon Mountain can be successfully moved to the Hum—"

Just then, his words suddenly cut off as if severed by an invisible blade.

The gaze he had already withdrawn snapped back toward the starry sky like lightning, and his pupils began to contract violently and rapidly due to witnessing some unbelievable and extremely shocking sight.

The many figures who hadn't noticed his abnormal state and were eagerly waiting for him to continue could not help but feel confused, looking up at him with questioning eyes.

"General, you said 'Hum' what..."

However, when these people followed their general's gaze, their words were also instantly halted as if an invisible hand had tightly gripped their throats, and everyone's pupils dilated at an astonishing speed.

Rumble—!

Accompanied by a sudden, earth-shattering roar.

A boundless and hair-raising Supreme One terrifying Aura surged forth like a tumultuous torrent, covering the sky and earth.

That Aura was so immense it was as if a monstrous, world-swallowing beast had opened its bloody maw, capable of devouring all things, sweeping toward Demon Mountain with world-destroying force.

Beneath this vast starry sky, as brilliant and magnificent as a dream.

A domineering and world-shaking stalwart figure appeared abruptly, like a demon god descending upon the mortal world.

He wore a robe shimmering with black-gold light, its hem fluttering and snapping in the wind as if proclaiming his arrogance to the whole world.

In those deep and indifferent eyes, there was not a hint of emotion, as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice, causing a bone-chilling coldness to well up from the depths of one's heart with just a single glance.

He was seen steadily moving forward, one hand firmly supporting a vast, majestic, and magnificent giant pass.

With every step he took, he carried an unparalleled power and might, and the Void Realm beneath his feet seemed to tremble slightly, unable to withstand the pressure.

As he continued to approach Demon Mountain, the sense of oppression grew stronger and stronger, as if the entire starry sky were to bow down before him.

This soul-stirring scene instantly plunged the densely packed Yao Race Martial Artists on Demon Mountain into extreme terror.

Their faces were as pale as paper, their eyes filled with disbelief and boundless dread; it was as if they were under a freezing Spell, unable to move their bodies even an inch, and even letting out a single sound became a luxury.

Only the boundless fear filling their hearts transformed into silent roars that echoed endlessly within their chests.

What is this! What on earth is this!!

The Human Race Imperial Pass, which is as famous as our Demon Mountain!

It was actually carried over here by a single person!

How is this possible? Why is this happening?!

This direction is clearly where our joint army with the Spirit Race is currently attacking the Human Race's defensive line!

Could it be... thinking of this, the hearts of all the Yao Race Martial Artists sank, a premonition of doom welling up as their faces turned even more deathly pale.

It can't be! It can't be!!!

Impossible! Impossible!!!

Absolutely impossible!!!

Within the void, two Quasi-Emperors and one Great Emperor guarding this Demon Mountain also appeared, their faces filled with disbelief.

"You..."

However, they had only uttered a single word when the domineering figure's cold gaze shot toward them as he slightly raised his eyes.

In that instant.

Golden light flowed within Lin Yan's eyes.

At the same moment.

A suffocating sensation, like a python coiling around them, enveloped the hearts of the three Yao Race members.

"No!!!"

Amidst a roar filled with resentment and terror.

Bang! Bang bang!

Three sudden sounds of bodies exploding rang out.

Along with the crimson mist of blood scattering across the starry sky in the vision of all the Yao Race Martial Artists on Demon Mountain.

(PS: There's one more chapter coming right up. The update schedule disrupted by the business trip will return to normal tomorrow. Don't worry, I won't stop updating until it's finished.)