Bang!
Countless silver-white blade energies exploded. Xin Ren Demon Lord gripped his meteor hammer and struck upwards, his immense power shattering all techniques. He annihilated Han Shizhong's myriad blade strikes.
The two figures were sent flying backward. Han Shizhong, gripping his long saber, thrust it forcefully into the void, tearing space. A rift hundreds of feet wide appeared, with brilliant sparks and rolling void energy scattering in the emptiness.
Compared to Han Shizhong, Xin Ren Demon Lord's condition was dire. He had poured all his strength into forcefully reversing his offensive. Although he had shattered Han Shizhong's myriad blade strikes, his own chest bled profusely. Eight deep blade marks were etched onto his chest, exposing bone in some areas.
"Screech, screech~~"
Han Shizhong stabilized himself, his hands gripping the long saber until his tiger's mouth split, revealing blood. He looked at the bloody Xin Ren Demon Lord, grinned ferociously, and advanced with his saber.
"Break!"
He Yuanqing roared, and dust plumed up in a thunderous surge. The forbidden-air formation, which had been resisting with all its might, finally buckled under the strain and shattered inch by inch.
"Kill!"
Hundreds of thousands of White Tiger soldiers took to the sky, their vast, boundless killing intent engulfing heaven and earth, dimming the sun and moon, and filling the air with blood-red light. Wisps of blood-fiend energy swirled around the icy weapons of countless White Tiger soldiers.
"Strength unyielding!"
"Battle unending!"
The White Tiger banner vibrated in the void, and silver-white streams of light, vast enough to obscure the sun, surged towards the northern gate of the Demon Cloud Palace.
"Humans, we demons swear not to submit!"
"Kill!"
Inside the northern gate city, countless demon soldiers roared with all their might, displaying the unique pride of their supreme overlord. Their lives could be taken, but the honor of the demon race could not be defiled!
Demonic light erupted into the void, causing the entire world to tremble. Darkness descended, and blood-red light filled the sky. A battle was on the verge of erupting!
"Submit?"
"Do you even qualify to submit?"
He Yuanqing, wielding a giant hammer, bellowed in rage. He brought his twin hammers crashing down towards the loudest direction, shattering the void and inverting the heavens and earth. His hammers, like divine arms, swept through the void, slaying thousands of Heavenly Martial soldiers!
The bloody battle had just begun, and He Yuanqing, like an ancient beast, charged into the demon army. Silver light flashed, and the might of Mount Tai and the Thunder Lord suppressed the chaotic demon army.
"He Yuanqing, leave some for us!"
Lu Junyi and Wu Jie roared, discontentedly wielding their weapons and charging into the demon army. Blood rained down, so much so that the earth couldn't absorb it all. Rivers of blood flowed across the ground at the northern gate.
"Hahaha!"
He Yuanqing, holding his twin hammers, roared, "This is exhilarating!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
......
High in the nine heavens, Liang Hongyu struck the war drums with resounding thunder. The powerful beats ignited the fighting spirit of countless White Tiger soldiers, causing their killing intent to surge.
"Humans!!!!"
"Until this battle's blood runs dry, our grudges will not cease!!!"
Xin Ren Demon Lord looked at the blood-covered sky above the northern gate. Countless demon soldiers exploded, their flesh and blood scattering everywhere. With the powerful attacks of several top-tier Venerables, the demon army was like lambs to the slaughter.
"Humans!"
For the first time, Xin Ren Demon Lord felt a sense of powerlessness, wishing he had more clones to intercept the heroes of the Great Han Imperial Dynasty.
"Die by this general's hand!"
Han Shizhong, wielding his long saber, roared. The void war drums pulsed, and each beat sent Han Shizhong's blood surging and his killing intent soaring. He captured the silver-white blade energy in his hand and unleashed a saber strike that split the heavens and earth. Blood-fiend energy, like a dragon, shot straight towards the nine heavens!
The saber strike, combined with the rhythmic beat of the war drums, was like a divine demon descending, destroying heaven and earth!
"Bang!"
Xin Ren Demon Lord swung his meteor hammer, his dark demonic energy surging. Streams of light flashed as they fought in the void, colliding fiercely with Han Shizhong.
"Ah......"
A heaven-shattering roar of agony ripped through the air. Silver-white blade energy tore through the rolling demonic energy, striking Xin Ren Demon Lord's left arm. His arm exploded, and his meteor hammer fell limply to the ground.
Han Shizhong held his long saber with both hands, gathering his blade energy again. Silver-white blade energy flashed, with the faint silhouette of a White Tiger divine beast appearing, its killing intent incredibly potent.
The white light was blinding, obscuring everything, and shot directly towards Xin Ren Demon Lord, who had lost an arm and had just stabilized himself.
"Clang!"
The long saber struck Xin Ren Demon Lord's right meteor hammer. A silver-white crack appeared on the meteor hammer, filled with a chilling saber intent from Han Shizhong. It sliced through the flesh of his right arm, inch by inch.
"You... you are strong..."
Xin Ren Demon Lord trembled, his eyes unfocused as he looked at the cold-faced Han Shizhong.
"Hmm?"
Han Shizhong grinned ferociously, "You."
"Are nothing special!"
"Bang!"
His long saber shone brightly with white light. A saber strike swept across a thousand miles of void, obscuring the nine heavens above the northern gate of the Demon Cloud Palace!
"Kill!"
Han Shizhong raised his long saber and roared, his killing intent spreading for miles. Countless demon soldiers looked up at the sky, their fighting spirit lost, fear and panic filling their eyes!
......
"Boom!!"
Inside the demon cave of Xin Ren Demon Lord in the Western Regions' Demon Cloud Palace, dense blood energy surged violently. After half an hour, it gradually dissipated.
"Bang!"
Tian Si Demon Lord's eyes were vacant. He trembled and extended his hands, trying to grasp the dissipating blood energy, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop it from scattering.
"Xin Ren..."
Tian Si Demon Lord's eyes welled up with tears. In less than three months since the Supreme Hall appeared, the Four-Eyed tribe of the Northern Continent had surrendered, the Southern Barbarians had suffered heavy losses and lost more than half their territory. And of his eighteen Demon Lords, some were missing, and some were dead. Now, only he remained to suppress the declining Demon Cloud Palace.
"Xin Ren..."
Tian Si Demon Lord looked at the empty demon cave where the blood energy had completely dissipated. A trace of killing intent flowed between his eyes. "Humans!"
"Humble tribes, you actually think you can unify the Cangyuan World and set foot in the Supreme Hall? You are simply dreaming!"
"Who is dreaming?"
A ancient, weathered voice suddenly echoed within the demon cave. A middle-aged man, his face etched with killing intent, glared at Tian Si Demon Lord.
"Old... Old Ancestor!!"
Tian Si Demon Lord knelt on both knees, not daring to look at the Demon Ancestor, who had regained his physical body. Xin Ren Demon Lord's demise would surely lead to the fall of the northern gate, and the Great Han Imperial Dynasty's forces would soon be stationed before the Demon Cloud Palace.
The demon race's battle for survival had arrived!
"Hmph!"
"The Great Han Imperial Dynasty. I never imagined that a tribe that had long fallen into dust could one day rise again, possessing the power to destroy the world."
"Tian Si, this is not your fault. Since the Great Han Imperial Dynasty began its military campaign, in just one month, they have produced successive top-tier Venerables with formidable strength."
"With such a powerful foundation, my demon race cannot resist. The fall of the Demon Cloud Palace is only a matter of an instant!"