379: Holy Land Fall

The instant the strange aura appeared, the malice of the entire world gathered, surging crazily toward Jiang Xuanhua's location.

The emergence of this malice would hinder his speed in absorbing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi of this realm.

"Bang!" A loud explosion rang out.

That bone blade, containing the heavenly dao origin of this realm, revealed its sharpness instantly like a Vicious Beast that had caught the scent of prey, attacking at an imperceptible speed.

Wherever it passed, the Void Realm was ruthlessly shredded like fragile gauze.

At that moment, Jiang Xuanhua was locked in a fierce battle with a Saint Realm Cultivator from the Light Mark Great World.

After a long battle, he had finally managed to gain the upper hand, completely unaware of the incoming sneak attack.

It was only when a bone-chilling cold bore directly into his Divine Soul that he realized something was wrong.

Just as Jiang Xuanhua tried to block it, the overwhelming malice of the world erupted, instantly dragging his entire consciousness into a daze and state of confusion.

It was precisely this momentary lapse that had a fatal impact on him.

The seemingly slender bone blade contained earth-shattering power.

Jiang Xuanhua hastily twisted his massive Tiger Jiao body, casting defensive techniques, but the bone blade still ruthlessly pierced through his ten-thousand-foot-long body.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

The sound of metal clashing against stone rang out across the world, golden blood splattered like a rainstorm, and countless Dragon scales shattered and scattered, raining down onto the ground of the Luzhou Domain.

Boom, boom, boom!

Countless deep craters were smashed into the ground.

Even if these were just scales, they were scales from a Saint Realm existence!

In just a few breaths, his ten-thousand-foot-long Jiao body was pierced through, and a large amount of flesh and blood was carved away.

The once majestic Tiger Jiao was now covered in wounds.

This fatal blow left Jiang Xuanhua severely injured.

His life-bound Spiritual Qi surged crazily as he attempted to repair his injuries.

However, the power of the Heavenly Dao of the Light Mark Great World, along with that overwhelming malice of the world, was like maggots on rotting bone, eroding every inch of his vitality; all the Spiritual Qi used for repair dissipated into blue smoke in an instant.

The bone blade circled back to its master.

Soon, a young man stepped out from the distorted space.

He wore star-purple Daoist robes, a jade crown on his head, his expression sinister, and his body was surrounded by ink-black starlight dots.

The pitch-black long halberd in his hand had a tip that emitted a ghostly blue light, as if it could devour all vitality in the world.

The second Saint Realm powerhouse of the Light Mark Great World had appeared!

The newcomer Cultivator's eyes were cold and sharp, and he took a step forward.

He swung the long halberd, gathering endless starlight power, and with a massive, pitch-black starlight ribbon, he tore through the Void Realm and struck directly at Jiang Xuanhua.

Looking at the new enemy before him, Jiang Xuanhua's eyes were filled with burning Battle Intent.

He roared, abandoning his attack on the original Saint Realm swordsman, and swung his massive Dragon claw to meet the starlight ribbon.

"Boom!" The two terrifying forces collided, erupting with energy fluctuations even more astonishing than before.

The Tiger Jiao's Dragon claw was eroded by the starlight energy, with large patches of scales and flesh falling off, revealing white bones beneath.

The Saint Realm Cultivator could not withstand the impact of this force either, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth; clearly, this exchange had not gone in his favor.

With a "Boom!"

The newcomer Saint Realm Cultivator's attack from the Light Mark Great World was shattered, and the Dragon claw, now reduced to bared white bone, struck fiercely at him with the force of a thunderbolt.

The moment the attack made contact, the powerful impact sent him flying.

He was sent plummeting from the sky like a meteor, smashing violently into the surface of the Luzhou Domain, creating a massive deep crater in the ground.

But only a few breaths later, that newcomer Saint Realm Cultivator returned to the battlefield once more.

At this point, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

The two Saint Realm Cultivators from the Light Mark Great World exchanged a glance and immediately launched their attacks simultaneously.

Blade light crisscrossed and halberd shadows blotted out the sun, pinning the ten-thousand-foot-long Tiger Jiao down completely.

Under the siege of the two powerhouses, Jiang Xuanhua's wounds grew increasingly numerous, and his life-bound Spiritual Qi and blood essence were constantly draining away.

However, even in this desperate situation, the Battle Intent in Jiang Xuanhua's eyes grew even more intense.

He roared at the sky, his demonic flames surging, burning his life-bound blood essence even more fiercely.

Behind Jiang Xuanhua, a towering phantom slowly emerged—it was the phantom of a mountain called Shenyan Sacred Mountain.

This was also the strongest technique of their Shenyan Sacred Mountain's town-protecting Cultivation Technique.

Once used, it could burn life-bound blood essence and Spiritual Qi, or even Lifespan, twofold to unleash even more terrifying power.

The phantom of Shenyan Sacred Mountain appeared, enveloping Jiang Xuanhua and increasing his defensive power tenfold.

"Shenyan never falls, fighting to the very last moment!"

Jiang Xuanhua's roar echoed through the world, filled with endless tragic heroism and determination.

...

Meanwhile, in the direction of Tanyi City.

Ling Peng, Qi Shuangbai, and the others sensed the changes on the Saint Realm battlefield.

Ling Peng could barely maintain his composure, but Qi Shuangbai was palpitating with fear.

The signs from the Saint Realm battlefield indicated that something major might happen in the near future.

The commander of Tanyi City could no longer bother with slaughtering the city; he quickly returned to Ling Peng's side and proposed an immediate retreat to the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons' base camp.

How could Ling Peng dare to object? He could only helplessly follow the others toward the Heavenly Demon base camp.

After Qi Shuangbai gathered the remaining Outer Realm Heavenly Demons, the group hurried on their way without stopping.

Several months later, just as they were about to arrive at the Heavenly Demon Battlefield, the world shook violently once again.

The commotion this time was more intense than any previous instance.

With a rumble! The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi fell into violent disarray.

Above the sky of the Luzhou Domain, a ten-thousand-foot-long Tiger Jiao plummeted down.

In the thirty-eighth year of the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons' invasion, and the twenty-fifth year of the Saint Realm experts' battle, a Saint Realm Outer Realm Heavenly Demon had fallen!

The Heavenly Demon base camp, Equality City.

Above the Void Realm, countless Outer Realm Heavenly Demon powerhouses bowed from afar.

"Respectfully sending off the First Ancestor of Shenyan Sacred Mountain!"

...

The battle report from the Saint Realm battlefield spread; countless Cultivators in the Light Mark Great World were initially skeptical, but after the news was confirmed, they rejoiced.

"We won! We won! The Saint is mighty!"

"The Saint is mighty! The Light Mark Great World is eternal!"

"Counterattack! We must counterattack!"

For a time, cheers rang out across every corner of the Light Mark Great World, and countless living beings were immersed in joy.

Some were happy while others were sad; a Saint Realm Outer Realm Heavenly Demon had fallen.

The original turncoats of the Light Mark Great World, "Yingtian Palace," immediately fell apart, with several factions arguing amongst themselves.

Poor Dongfang Cang hadn't enjoyed the good life in Yingtian Palace for long before he was sneak-attacked again.

It was the same sneak attack while he was in seclusion, the same situation where everyone shouted to beat him, an enemy of the whole world.

Fortunately, there were powerhouses within Yingtian Palace who were well-versed in the art of hedging their bets, and they operated in secret, which allowed Dongfang Cang to escape while heavily injured.

"Unlucky, so unlucky."

"What did I do wrong? Why is it always me who gets unlucky?"

"Don't run! Stop!"

Sighing heavily, Dongfang Cang accelerated his movement technique to avoid being caught by the pursuers behind him.

On the other side, Ling Peng, who was being swept along by the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons as they returned to the Heavenly Demon base camp, also felt conflicted.

No way, I just got here, and the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons are about to be finished?

...

At this time of high morale, the Demon Suppressing Palace decisively mobilized armies of Cultivators from all sides to strike toward the Heavenly Demon Battlefield.

Various large-scale Spirit Boats, Magical Artifacts, Medicinal Pills, and other supplies were arriving in a steady stream, and hundreds of millions of Cultivators pointed their swords toward the Heavenly Demon-occupied areas.