abnabooks Chapter 261 Battle Of Saint! The Demon City Transforms! (6000 Words)
Chapter 261 Battle Of Saint! The Demon City Transforms! (6000 Words)
Chapter 261: Battle of the Saints! Demon Suppression City - Transformation! (6000 words)
The battlefield instantly upgraded, turning into a holy war.
Above the sky, virtual domains were separated, separated from this world, directly connecting to the second layer of the void. A group of Saint Realm powerhouses fought fiercely within.
Whether it was the lord-level powerhouses of the Demon Race or the holy sages of the human race, their every move carried the power to destroy the heavens and earth.
Below the Saint Realm, all were ants.
If the battlefield was not separated, it was estimated that as soon as they started fighting, both sides would have been wiped out.
Even with sharp senses, ordinary cultivators would find it difficult to perceive the battle of these realm powerhouses.
But Wang Xiu possessed the Supreme Insight Chapter. By abandoning his physical eyes and using a unique method of observing qi, coupled with the powerful sensing ability of his divine soul, he could reconstruct the real battlefield in his mind.
This battle was related to the life and death of the entire South State.
No, if they were defeated, it would likely affect the entire Ashen Essence World.
If the Demon Race took over the South State, they would find a way to restore the Demon Suppression City and even build another one. They would continuously obtain living power from the abyss of the Demon World and expand towards the entire Ashen Essence World.
Therefore, the major Immortal Gates of the Immortal Alliance almost spared no effort. Apart from leaving one or two guards at their respective mountain gates, they almost emptied their gates.
Including the ones Wang Xiu brought from the Ancient Saint Academy, there were a total of over four hundred Saints.
How rare were Saint powerhouses?
Looking at the current Immortal Alliance in the South State, apart from the heritage left by the previous generations, less than thirty percent of the one hundred and eight Immortal Gates had a Saint sitting in them.
Even some of the bottom-ranked Grotto-Heaven level forces, due to their lack of luck in recent years, had at most one Semi-Saint as their strongest.
These hundreds of Saints were the accumulation of countless years in the entire South State.
Among them, many had lived for endless years, their lifespan nearing depletion. They had been sleeping in the forbidden grounds of their sects in a state of feigned death, serving as the last reserve. Now, they were all on the battlefield.
At this moment, the saints were in the same sky, radiating brilliant light. The second layer of the void was filled with dazzling holy light, dazzling to the extreme.
But the Demon Race's reserves were equally strong, if not stronger.
There were bone dragons thousands of feet long, sweeping and fighting in the second layer of the void, each breath causing chaotic ripples, annihilating a large number of laws, terrifyingly powerful.
There were also three-headed hell lions, as large as stars, with astonishing bloodline power. Every roar caused stars to fall, with terrifying destructive power.
A humanoid creature with three heads and six arms, each hand holding a different demonic treasure, such as knives, spears, swords, hammers, ancient seals, and bronze bells, exuded a powerful aura.
The demonic patterns surged, causing a surging frenzy.
They were like ancient demonic gods, with astonishing ferocity.
The Demon Race that could cultivate to the lord realm were almost all pure-blooded creatures, with pure bloodlines and innate divine abilities. They were exceptionally gifted.
Although such creatures accounted for a small proportion of the entire Demon Race population, there were still nearly four hundred pure-blooded ancient clans on Sea Demon Island. Even if each clan produced one lord-level ancestor, in terms of the number of powerhouses in this realm, the Demon Race still had the advantage.
Moreover, there are some ancient bloodline clans that have a long heritage and have had three or even four Lord-level beings who were true demons in their ancestry. This is a terrifying force.
The shadows of demons fill the void, while the holy light burns brightly. In battles of this level, every single factor has the potential to influence the entire situation. Everyone uses all their means and focuses completely, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.
"The Demon Race is insignificant, thinking they can meddle in our Divine State. Even if I have to die, I will drag two scapegoats with me!"
At this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly resounded through the void.
Immediately after, an unimaginable explosion spread from the second layer of the void, tearing through the space and affecting the mortal world. Countless mountains collapsed, and countless members of the Heavenly Demon clan died tragically.
A dazzling firework burst forth from the void.
A vast golden light rain fell from the void.
Endless and magnificent, the scene was incredibly divine and splendid.
The slaughter in the world suddenly came to a halt, and everyone couldn't help but look up and witness this scene. Their hearts trembled, and a sense of sorrow and grief arose.
"Ancestor—"
A piercing cry that shook the ears attracted everyone's attention.
A figure covered in blood stood on the sky, looking at the light rain between heaven and earth, appearing extremely sorrowful and desperate.
That was the sect master of the Three Yang Blessed Land, a peak-level expert in the Astral Projection stage.
"The ancestor of the Three Yang Blessed Land... has fallen!"
"A Saint has perished!"
"So soon?"
"It seems that the battle in the void is incredibly intense!"
Everyone's minds trembled. Saints, the pinnacle existence in the mortal realm, capable of changing the world with a wave of their hand, could also fall?
The hearts of everyone present tightened, feeling an indescribable sense of trembling.
The true fierce battle has only just begun.
The battlefield that truly determines the fate of the human race lies in the deepest part of the void.
"Alas, this is war. Even Saints have to shed blood. In the face of life and death, there is no difference between Saints and ordinary people!"
An old man sighed, shaking his head and no longer indulging in random thoughts. He concentrated all his fighting spirit and once again charged into the battlefield.
The current sentiment of sadness is meaningless.
Although they, as ordinary people, cannot determine the final outcome of the war, being in the midst of this battle, it is more unbearable for them to do nothing than to be killed.
With the fall of a Saint, the creatures on the side of the Demon Race became even more ferocious, and their fighting spirit surged.
The human race was also provoked to unleash their ferocity.
The battlefield has become increasingly intense, with countless lives dying every moment, blood raining down, and wars erupting everywhere.
Not long after.
There was another astonishing commotion in the void.
Another Saint from the Human Race fell, along with two Demon Race lords.
The laws surged and the holy light surged.
It can be seen how fierce the battlefield in the void is!
Wang Xiu stood on the wall of the Demon Suppression City, his face solemn. At the moment, only he could clearly understand the situation of the battle in the void.
There are far more powerful beings from the Demon Race than from the Human Race.
How can those extra Demon Race lords, who are besieging the Human Race Saint together, not have the upper hand?
The old ancestor of the Three Yang Blessed Land, who had almost exhausted his lifespan, was at a disadvantage in the battle and was besieged by several Demon Race lords. He had no chance of winning and eventually ignited his body, self-destructing and causing a wave of destruction that engulfed the lords who were attacking him.
Unfortunately, the power was limited, and only the nearest lord perished.
The rest only suffered some injuries.
Of course, not every battlefield is so difficult.
"Swordfall · Shattered Galaxy!"
An extremely brilliant sword light fell from the void, like countless Galaxy chains, sweeping through the air. Several lords changed their expressions and retreated, but they were still beheaded, and demon blood splattered.
In the vast sword light, a female sword immortal held a three-foot green blade, proud and peerless, stepping on the river of sword qi, fighting against four opponents without falling behind.
She is Dugu Qingqian, the head of the Three Purities Sword Lineage!
In another place, in the void, a refined man sat cross-legged, holding an erhu in his hands, as if he were in a deserted place, immersed in the world of music.
Buzz!
Every time he plucked the strings, countless waves of music filled with killing intent and desolation swept out, like tens of thousands of extremely sharp sword qi, stirring up a terrifying storm in the void.
Even though there were five Demon Race lords besieging him, using all their means, they still couldn't get close to him.
The terrifying power of those sound blades was something even the bodies of lords couldn't withstand.
Gong Shangyu, the head of the Three Purities Sound Lineage.
In the center of the battlefield, Zhuo Canglang wore a tattered Dao robe, but he no longer had his usual cunning appearance. He had a dignified appearance, emitting a strong Dao Rhyme, like an immortal god.
His whole body was shining with immortal light, crystal clear and brilliant.
Two crows flew off his shoulders, one black and one white, turning into two extremely pure chaotic qi, converging into two rivers of yin and yang, surrounding his body like a huge star ring.
The star ring burned, like clouds and mist evaporating, emitting dazzling divine light.
It illuminated the entire void as if it were daytime.
The giant bone dragon, tens of thousands of feet long, was swept by the star ring, and its body instantly shattered, its bones breaking into countless star sands, howling in agony as it retreated.
Zhuo Canglang descended like a divine being, standing against a multitude without falling behind.
"Roar--"
The demonic horde retreated, their gazes towards Zhuo Canglang filled with fear.
Three Purities is still Three Purities, even though they have fallen from their peak, they are still incomparable to the Three Purities in their prime.
Whether it's Zhuo Canglang, Gong Shangyu, or Dugu Qingqian, they are all peak Saint Manifestation existences, with astonishing strength and endless means.
"You insignificant Demon Race, meet your death!"
A roar echoed, and boundless flames burned in the void. A Saint Patriarch from the Divine Flame Grotto-Heaven bathed in divine fire, single-handedly fighting against three Demon Race lords. Countless runes vanished in the holy light, becoming more courageous as the battle continued.
There are also the Shu Mountain Immortal Gate and the Mountain and Sea Grotto-Heaven, with astonishing heritage and powerful Saints guarding them. Although they are targeted and besieged by Demon Race powerhouses, they have not been immediately overwhelmed.
But everyone knows that the current situation is not good.
"If this continues, defeat is inevitable!"
"The Demon Race's heritage is stronger than we imagined!"
...
Countless powerhouses fought fiercely, but their hearts sank. Each Saint who shed blood was like a towering mountain, accumulating in the hearts of the people.
"We can't go on like this!"
Wang Xiu frowned and walked towards the depths of the Demon Suppression City.
He arrived at the top of a towering black tower and entered. Inside, there were layers upon layers of formations, densely packed like the convergence of countless galaxies.
The space inside was vast, with thirty-six elders sitting cross-legged. The positions they occupied faintly outlined a formation.
"Three Purities Saint Child? Why are you here?"
Seeing Wang Xiu, everyone in the room was surprised.
"The situation is dire. We need to activate the Demon Suppression City immediately!" Wang Xiu said concisely.
"Alright, let's start right away!" The people in the room were slightly startled, then they each formed seals, emitting a radiant light that merged with the space.
This place was the central hub of the entire Demon Suppression City. The city itself was immense, a colossal puppet with an incredibly complex structure. There were tens of thousands of formations alone. The people present were carefully selected experts in formations, puppets, and artifacts. Although their cultivation was not strong, they were like living fossils in their respective fields, holding esteemed positions.
Even so, it still required the cooperation of thirty-six people to manipulate this ancient city.
...
Boom!
The entire Demon City trembled, emitting chaotic light, surrounded by red mist, shrouding a corner of the void.
The city walls transformed, and arrays lit up one after another.
Giant war machines emerged from the arrays.
Thousands of cannons, covered in runes and sparkling with starlight, were neatly arranged, containing terrifying divine power that remained hidden, causing one's scalp to tingle at a glance.
Those were the Star Constellation God Cannons of the Jade Balance Grotto-Heaven, incorporating the Five Thunder Runes of the Dragon Tiger Grotto-Heaven, the Weeping Blood Fairy Patterns of the Divine Flame Grotto-Heaven, and more.
Their power was astonishing.
With the help of the power of the countless arrays beneath the Demon City, the cannons continuously drew energy from the void, far surpassing the original version of the Star Constellation God Cannons. They were the true culmination of the Immortal Alliance civilization. A single shot would make even a Saint cry out in pain.
"Fire!"
Someone shouted.
Thousands of Star Constellation God Cannons fired simultaneously, and the great stars descended. The vast power of the stars, accompanied by thunder and divine flames, merged into dazzling white rays, shooting towards the distance.
In an instant, the void shattered.
Countless mountains collapsed along the way, the sea evaporated, and the temperature on the boundless sea surface became scorching. Countless bodies of water were vaporized, turning into a vast expanse of white mist, obscuring the sky.
These rays of light tore through the void and headed towards the Demon Race lords.
"Be careful!"
"What is that?"
The Demon Race lords frowned and their expressions changed, quickly dodging.
Not only them, even the Saint powerhouses on the human side also retreated, afraid of being accidentally injured!
"Who the hell is firing randomly? Can't you aim properly?" Ji Yan grumbled, narrowly avoiding a beam of light that grazed his shoulder, burning half of his robe to ashes.
After fighting with the Demon Race for half a day, he hadn't suffered much damage. If he were hit by his own side's cannon, wouldn't that be unfair?
"What's going on?"
On top of the Black Tower, Wang Xiu watched this scene, his mouth twitching, and hurriedly asked.
"Cough cough cough, we're a bit rusty. It's the first time we're really using these things!" The leader of the group, an old man, blushed and apologized.
According to him, the Demon City had never been truly activated before.
The thirty-plus of them were also cooperating for the first time, unable to achieve seamless coordination. This was because both the Star Constellation God Cannons and the energy within the Demon City were extremely valuable, and they had never had the opportunity to practice using them extensively.
Wang Xiu's forehead was lined with black lines.
How could this be?
The Demon City was a whole, and if the person controlling it lacked harmony, its true power could not be unleashed.
Not to mention anything else, just aiming alone was very difficult to achieve.
The battle on the battlefield continued.
The earth and sky resounded with constant rumbling, and the sound of cannons came one after another.
Occasionally, terrifying white light streaked across the sky.
And crashed into the void.
But unfortunately, it had never been effective because the speed of the Great Demon, the lord-level demon, was too fast. Although they were huge in size and could block out the sun when they revealed their true forms, their movements were not sluggish at all. They could instantly flee thousands of miles away. The white light was fast, but it was difficult to hit them when they were already prepared.
There were even many times when the Demon Race lords turned the tables and almost injured their own people.
"This won't work!"
Wang Xiu pondered and said, "Switch to the ultimate form!"
Upon hearing this, the others' faces turned slightly embarrassed. "That form requires too much coordination. To be honest, we have practiced for three months and have never completed it once!"
"..." Wang Xiu fell silent.
But then he realized that he was also part of the problem.
When he designed the Demon-sealing City, he never thought that controlling the city would require so many people working together. He always imagined it from his own perspective.
The composition of the Demon-sealing City was too complex. It took a lot of time just to control each part, let alone achieve perfect coordination. The difficulty was too great.
After three months, they were getting anxious.
"Let me do it!" After pondering for a moment, Wang Xiu said.
"You? Just you?" The others were initially stunned, but then they suddenly remembered that this person before them could be called the father of the Demon-sealing City.
Every brick and tile on the Demon-sealing City, and even every rune, had his shadow behind it. He personally selected them.
In terms of familiarity with the city, even if all thirty-six of them were combined, they couldn't compare.
However, manipulating such an ancient city placed a tremendous burden on the soul, not to mention using it to fight a real war.
"Are you capable?" The leader of the elders expressed some concern.
"Don't worry!"
Wang Xiu didn't say much. He went straight into the house, looked at the floating runes in the sky, and slowly stretched out his hands, entering an extremely ethereal state.
"Let's go out! Don't disturb him!" One of the elders said first.
"..." The others hesitated, but they didn't go far. They waited outside the room, thinking that if anything unexpected happened, they could still go in and help.
Inside the room.
Wang Xiu formed hand seals and lightly touched those runes.
His forehead emitted a light, and the majestic power of his soul surged endlessly, creating an astonishing expanse within the room, radiating with golden light.
"Transform, Di—uh, no!"
Wang Xiu coughed twice and said seriously, "Transform, Demon-sealing City!"
In an instant, the galaxy lit up, and the entire Demon-sealing City emitted light. A terrifying beam of light shot up into the sky, reaching the heavens!
Endless Galaxy surges, creating ripples one after another. The void is filled with crimson mist and a hazy chaotic aura, enveloping the vast expanse of space, including the battlefield where Saint is located.
"What is this?"
"A domain? Doesn't seem like it! It's more like a formation!"
"..."
This sudden scene leaves all the Demon Race lords stunned, with a sense of impending doom rising in their hearts.
This light curtain is extremely strange, surpassing their understanding. It resembles a formation yet not quite, exuding an incredibly ancient aura.
"It's that city!" One of the Demon Race lords exclaims, pointing towards the distance.
Everyone looks over and sees an ancient city emitting boundless immortal light standing in the void. It is vibrant and exudes chaotic energy, surrounded by mist, like the legendary immortal city.
They had noticed that city a long time ago.
But they didn't pay much attention to it. Even when the city unleashed formidable attacks just now, capable of threatening their terrifying beams of light, they didn't find it particularly miraculous.
But now, their perception has changed.
The aura and power emanating from that ancient city make them feel unfamiliar... and irresistibly filled with a strong sense of danger.
"Let's leave first!"
The demons retreat, attempting to tear through the void and leave this space using various methods. Regardless, leaving here is always the right choice.
However, to their surprise, their immense power is enough to easily tear through the void, but it is ineffective against this domain.
No matter how hard they try, demonic light bursts forth, yet this place remains unaffected, as if they are venting their anger at thin air.
It's as if the rules governing this domain are more sophisticated than the laws they have mastered.
Boom!
This world trembles, and dense chaotic energy descends. The distant Demon Suppression City continuously expands, resembling an independent world and a sacred city standing at the end of time.
The sound emitted by the Demon Suppression City is incredibly loud.
It seems to contain endless components within, all operating, reassembling, and constantly transforming.
Soon, that vast sacred city instantly transforms into a colossal golden giant, bathed in thick chaotic energy, towering into the sky.
Countless mysterious lights converge and rise from above the giant, eventually forming a semi-blurred human figure, merging with the giant.
"That is... the Three Purities Saint Child?"
"Wang Xiu!"
"It's actually him!"
The demons are shocked. Such a terrifying commotion is actually caused by Wang Xiu.
"So this is the ultimate form of the Demon Suppression City? Didn't Mr. Zhang say they couldn't achieve it yet?"
"It's not them, it's Wang Xiu!"
...
The Human Saint was also shocked. It was the first time they had truly seen the town demon city in this form, it was simply astonishing.
"That city is not simple. Send a few people to immediately destroy it!" The Demon Race Lord's senses were keen, and immediately a Flame Demon Lord, a Blood Demon Lord, and a Lizard Lord tore through the void and crossed thousands of miles in an instant, intending to destroy the town demon city.
The Golden Giant remained motionless.
Slowly, he raised his right hand.
Countless chaotic energy spread in his palm, appearing vast and boundless.
A hazy mist of mysterious energy permeated, with unimaginable formations operating all over his body. The palm grew larger and larger, like five pillars, incredibly thick.
At the same time, between his fingers, there were stars that followed his every move, always revolving around the giant palm.
They were formed by runes, emitting a terrifying aura.
The sun, moon, and stars revolved, rumbling loudly, emitting an immense sound.
Boom!
The Golden Giant suddenly reversed his palm and slapped it down.
The stars within it began to rotate at an astonishing speed.
Then, unimaginable divine light poured down from the Galaxy, boundless and turned into a shower of light.
Dadadada!
The dense shower of light shot out from the stars. The faster the stars rotated, the more astonishing the speed of the light rain and the higher the frequency.
In an instant, tens of thousands of light spots enveloped the three charging Demon Race Lords.
Their scalps instantly went numb, and their whole bodies were immersed in indescribable fear, with every muscle trembling.
"What the hell is this?"
"Run! Run fast!"
...
The three Lords fled with all their might, even using demonic treasures and burning their bloodlines to surpass their limits in speed.
But the light rain followed them like a shadow, moving faster than them.
In an instant, it caught up and pierced through their bodies, unleashing a terrifying force within them.
Their massive bodies continued to crumble, fireworks bursting open, and their demonic patterns were burned away, like a grand fireworks ceremony.
In an instant, they were engulfed in a sea of gold.
At this moment, the entire battlefield fell into silence.
(End of this chapter)