On this day, all cultivators in Qianlian Sea almost believed they had returned to fifty years ago, to the time of the riots in the far western regions.
Demonic energy flowed wildly, and streaks of ominous black light cut through the sky from time to time. The air seemed to be permeated with a monstrous aura, obscuring the distant scenery, leaving only the black pillar most conspicuous.
"Heh heh..."
The black pillar emitted a grotesque laugh, and suddenly two dark ropes flew out, directly entangling Yue Yanggui's spear.
Yue Yanggui struggled to free his spear from the ropes. He saw the black ropes land in Qianlian City and explode.
Some disciples were caught in the blast, letting out screams of pain.
"Damn it!" Yue Yanggui's eyes were bloodshot with hatred. He roared, "Yue Qingshan disciples, form the array!"
The other several God Transformation stage disciples who came with him immediately flew out and took their positions. They released their magical treasures, and in an instant, the sky was illuminated by the multicolored radiance of the treasures, condensing into a majestic spear.
"Eagle Strikes the Sky!"
With a synchronized shout, the spear, like a soaring eagle, extended its fierce and sharp talons, fiercely grabbing at the black pillar.
*Poof, poof, poof!*
The spear collided with the pillar, emitting dull thuds. The black pillar finally could not withstand the impact and transformed into an old man in a black robe.
Countless demonic energies surged, and the waves of Qianlian Sea roared.
The old man, Dou Ju, though injured and spitting blood, laughed instead of getting angry. "Hahaha, brat, you are indeed too young. I only provoked you a little, and you came right into my trap."
"Young master! Those thousand God Transformation cultivators have disappeared!"
A disciple behind Yue Yanggui subconsciously looked towards the sea where the demonic cultivators were drifting. Then, they were horrified to discover that the dense mass of demonic cultivators on the sea surface had vanished without a trace.
"How is it? Surprised? Are you not? Brat, guess where my demonic race disciples have gone?"
Dou Ju laughed maniacally. "Fifty years ago, the major sects regarded my demonic race as fierce beasts and imprisoned my disciples in the far western regions for over three thousand years. Now, it's time to settle the score! Settle the score!"
With a roar, he surged forward, charging directly at Yue Yanggui!
"Just in time! I want to see how capable you, this dried bamboo pole, really are!" Yue Yanggui's expression remained unchanged. He ordered his men again, "Form the array!"
A moment later, a dull but far-reaching hum echoed through the skies above Qianlian Sea once more!
It was a muffled sound, as if striking the heart.
The Qianlian Sea battlefield erupted!
At the same time, in Baiye City, countless demonic cultivators poured out of the Supreme Sect and spread out in all directions at extreme speed.
Dense and dark demonic energy permeated the entire area, but soon, the spread of demonic energy stopped.
"What's going on?" The leading demonic cultivator was as tall as two ordinary people, with curved horns on his head and nostrils the size of fists, snorting heavily.
A demonic cultivator who had gone out to scout ran back in panic, "Lord Ao Ming, outside... outside there are suddenly so many cultivators!"
Lord Ao Ming was startled. Their actions were so secretive, how did these cultivators arrive?
But this shock quickly dissipated. After all, the team he led today was the elite of the demonic cultivators.
He said dismissively, "Why the panic? We have a thousand God Transformation cultivators behind us. Even if a Mahayana cultivator came, they would have to grovel!"
"But... but the other side also has many God Transformation cultivators!" the demonic cultivator said.
"How is that possible!" Lord Ao Ming slapped those demonic cultivators away and stood up. He spread his divine sense, and everything from the Supreme Sect to Baiye City was clearly reflected in his mind.
Within the mountain city surrounded by demonic energy, a bright, clear spiritual light in the center was particularly conspicuous. Suddenly, a sharp red light shot out from the spiritual light, as if seeing through his prying eyes, and then abruptly pierced through!
"Ah!"
Caught off guard, Lord Ao Ming's divine sense was immediately injured, and he let out a scream, covering his eyes.
"Demon King! Lin Qingyu!" Lord Ao Ming gritted his teeth and roared, but felt a bit of fear in his heart. If he hadn't misread, the opponent also had nearly a thousand God Transformation cultivators!
Lord Ao Ming angrily asked, "Which scumbag leaked the news?"
The thousand God Transformation cultivators on the demonic path were built by him and Li Tingyun using blood sacrifice secret methods. Where did that self-proclaimed gentleman of the righteous path gather so many God Transformation cultivators?
It's important to know that this wasn't the beginning of the war between the righteous and demonic paths fifty years ago. The prolonged war had made both the demonic and righteous paths somewhat weary and lacking in successors. That's why he, Li Tingyun, and Liu Tianyun discussed and planned this scheme together.
According to their calculations, the righteous path would initially believe that the decisive battlefield was Qunyu Mountain. So when their demonic army appeared in Qianlian Sea, the other side would think they were toying with them, believing Qianlian Sea was their chosen main battlefield. In reality, they had chosen Baiye City to catch them completely off guard!
But now, it was their demonic army that was caught off guard.
Lord Ao Ming's mind was in disarray. Although he quickly regained his composure, a blinding red light had already taken this opportunity to approach him!
"Battle!" Lin Qingyu shouted.
"Battle, battle, battle!"
Behind him, countless cultivators roared towards the sky, and myriad spiritual lights and killing moves poured down towards the demonic army!
The Baiye City battlefield erupted!
"Hong Yi, you came back in such a hurry. Have you found your little disciple?"
On the Demon Moon battlefield, in front of the demonic army, a demonic beast with a deer head, bear ears, and six wings spat human words, poking and prodding Hong Yi Daojun's sore spot.
"I say, it's just a small disciple. If they die, they die. Even if not a trace is found, there's no need for such—"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
A nearby mountain peak was cleaved off by Hong Yi Daojun's sword and pressed towards the demonic beast with thunderous force.
"If you can't speak, shut up! You don't need to mind my business!" Hong Yi Daojun regretted not learning his master's skill in scolding, and gritted his teeth, "Jiu Gou (yu), if you have the guts, fight me one-on-one!"
The demonic beast Jiu Gou opened its mouth and swallowed half the mountain, then burped and said cheekily, "Daojun Hong Yi, don't be so agitated. I'm just telling the truth."
Hong Yi Daojun could no longer hold back. He drew his sword and leaped up, "Jiu Gou, come and fight!"
Behind him, Buddhist disciples chanted梵音 (Fanyin), and a giant "卍" character collided with numerous demonic cultivators!
The Demon Moon battlefield erupted!
Inside Donghui City.
"Sister Li, are we going to die?"
A little girl with twin pigtails looked up and softly asked the green-clothed woman not far away.
The woman looked no older than seventeen or eighteen, with red plum blossoms blooming on her green robe. Only upon closer inspection did one notice that they were mottled bloodstains.
Li Shiqing had just come off duty from the city wall. She intended to bend down and hug the little girl, but as soon as she bent over, she realized her hands were holding a sword, which was covered in blood.
She paused, then crouched down, her gaze level with the little girl. "Little Alulu, why do you think that? We will definitely defend Donghui City."
"But there are so many demonic cultivators outside," Little Alulu said with innocent eyes. "This morning, Mother fell asleep too. Brother said we can't defeat that great demon, and we will all fall asleep. Brother thought I didn't know what 'falling asleep' meant, but I do. Falling asleep means dying."