Ao Qi watched, his head spinning. Not only could they kill cultivators at the Mahayana stage, but they could even kill cultivators at the Immortal stage?
Brother, that's not how you fight across levels!
Chu Yang explained, "Don't exaggerate too much. This Seventh Realm Sky-Devouring creature wasn't truly in the Eighth Realm. It was merely forced to that level through a secret technique, and its time had just run out. That's why it looked like Meng Zibin simply nailed it with one spear thrust."
Ao Qi wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Ahem... I thought they could already kill immortals."
But in his heart, he was screaming: Isn't this exaggerated enough?
Wang Zhicheng hadn't reached the realm of the Sea Dragon King, so he didn't have a deep understanding of the combat power of these geniuses.
But he could watch the special effects. A skill with such dazzling effects could directly kill large numbers of Sky-Devourers, like clearing the screen.
And over these past few months, the audience had seen too many scenes of humans being abused in "Doomsday Resurgence." Even though they knew it was a battle that had already failed, they still felt incredibly stifled.
Again and again, no matter how much they tried, they were killed by the locust-like Sky-Devourers. When they were actually invaded, could they really defeat these Sky-Devourers?
And now, Li Qingyun and the others had given these lost souls a shot of adrenaline. It turned out their geniuses were so fierce, they could slaughter Sky-Devourers like dogs!
Chu Yang had already popularized the Sky-Devourer race. Now, one could find a large number of materials about them online.
People knew that the Sky-Devourers had no true prodigies. Their aptitudes were very average. Generally, the older they were, the stronger they became.
So, when the top human prodigies appeared on the battlefield, the gap between the two sides immediately became apparent.
The people watched with great enjoyment, exclaiming in awe.
The death of this peak Seventh Realm Sky-Devourer was a huge turning point.
Human morale was greatly boosted, while the morale of the Sky-Devourers plummeted to the bottom.
Someone this strong, killed by someone nearly two major realms lower, was simply despair-inducing.
Wang Teng laughed heartily and said loudly, "See? These Sky-Devouring dogs are nothing more than beasts a little stronger than ordinary animals. Brothers, follow me and kill the enemy! Let's seize this victory!"
Under Luo Xiaowei's protection, not many people were hit by the aftermath of the previous battle.
Seeing their geniuses so awesome, these people immediately became excited.
"Follow Big Teng! Let's keep killing!"
"Damn it, we're eliminated if we die anyway, so let's kill them!"
"I want to be on camera too, I want to be a part of history!"
"......"
All the humans were filled with excitement, and the Sky-Devourers fighting them suddenly panicked.
Originally, when they acted ferociously, these human cultivators would scatter like frightened little mice.
But when humans acted even more fiercely than them, their morale began to waver. Coupled with the successive bursts of power from the human prodigies, their morale instantly dropped to the lowest point.
Moreover, the deaths of those few Seventh Realm Sky-Devourers had a significant impact. It meant that Li Qingyun and the others could now participate in the Mahayana stage battles!
The high-end battles determined the ultimate direction of the war. When the balance of the high-end battlefield was broken, the scales of victory would also begin to shift.
After a brief replenishment of their depleted spiritual energy, Li Qingyun, Bai Nianchen, Wang Teng, Meng Zibin, and others at the Nascent Soul stage all flew upwards. They were going to intervene in the Mahayana stage battlefield.
With their strength, even a group attack could kill a peak Seventh Realm cultivator.
As for those who hadn't yet broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, Chen Xiaohan, Shen Yingxue, and Zhang Xiaohu remained in the Nascent Soul stage battlefield.
Just as the Sky-Devourers at the Sixth Realm and below breathed a sigh of relief, a giant bead suddenly smashed down, collapsing space and crushing a Sixth Realm Sky-Devourer, who had just recovered, into a bloody pulp.
Zhang Xiaohu, covered in flames, could finally show his face.
A large group of Sky-Devourers cast their gazes at Zhang Xiaohu, their eyes filled with ferocity. "Kill him! He's not even in the Nascent Soul stage, yet he dares to be so arrogant!"
But could Zhang Xiaohu, who had survived the pursuit of countless peers unscathed, be easily bullied?
His cultivation had improved slowly, but his combat power was not weak at all.
He stood in the air, flames exuding imperial aura flowing around his hand, his imposing aura growing stronger and stronger.
The Nine Heavens Flame Emperor was the weakest among all the Immortal Emperors who had appeared in the "Ascension Tower" in the early stages, and people were already very familiar with him.
He was also the Immortal Emperor that most people had challenged the first and second floors of.
But Zhang Xiaohu did not disdain the Nine Heavens Flame Emperor, because this Immortal Emperor was also a scumbag who grew into a universally respected Immortal Emperor.
He was Zhang Xiaohu's idol, and he also wanted to become such a person.
So, holding the Heaven-Burning Fire, he madly clashed with the surrounding Sky-Devourers.
"Exploding Flame Fist!"
He used a very simple skill, but the Great Dao was simple.
With just one punch, accompanied by the roar of exploding flames, a Sixth Realm Sky-Devourer was instantly killed.
Shen Yingxue took out a wooden zither.
This "Phoenix Perched on Wutong" was now an Immortal Artifact.
In the cultivation world, to give her disciple a meeting gift, Empress Wanhua personally went to "friendly exchange" with a ninth-rank Fire Phoenix.
After returning, this "Phoenix Perched on Wutong," which was originally just a Saint Artifact, transformed into an Immortal Artifact.
After that day, the divine beast Fire Phoenix announced it would enter a hundred-year seclusion.
At this moment, Shen Yingxue's aura suddenly changed.
Empress Wanhua's cultivation of her personality prevented her from panicking even though it was her first time on the battlefield.
On the battlefield, she began to play the strings.
Her eyes turned multicolored, and a giant ancient Wutong tree was reflected in her pupils.
A magnificent Fire Phoenix stood on its branches.
Melodious zither music converged from Shen Yingxue's fingertips, transforming into thousands upon thousands of colorful and beautiful bird-like beasts.
This song was called "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix"!
Countless musical notes transformed into streams of light, encircling the Wutong tree.
The magnificent Fire Phoenix, carrying these densely packed bird-like beasts, charged towards the battlefield.
And the Wutong tree continuously emitted strange rays of light, enveloping everyone on the battlefield, causing everyone to feel... a surge of blood in their chests, ready to be released!