Chapter 1950: The Sand King

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In a flash, the blood-red small boat, carrying a young blood-descendant, disappeared instantly, traveling thousands of miles.

"It completely ignored the great battle happening here. You two, go after those two escaping Human Integration Stage cultivators. I will lead the army to capture Yitian City. The last one who fled back to this city, I'll deal with them easily. Without the Qi-gathering Beast and already severely weakened, he won't be able to escape my grasp. As for the other one who escaped, since Lord Xinguang personally went after them, they are naturally doomed.” The black-armored man's expression flickered erratically before he slowly spoke to the white-robed youth and his companion.

“Is it truly alright to leave only Brother Zang here? What if the Human Race has other hidden tactics?” the delicate young woman asked, a hint of hesitation in her voice.

“Don't worry, I have the Blood Transformation Nether Guards here, which are enough to handle everything,” the black-armored man replied without hesitation.

“In that case, I'll leave this place to Brother Zang. I’ll be back soon,” the delicate young woman said, nodding. Immediately, a pink glow swirled around her body, and with a sharp cry, she broke through the air and departed. Her departure direction was precisely where Fairy Yingguang had gone.

As for the white-robed youth, in just a moment, he had forcibly suppressed the strange poison within his body. Without a word, he moved and transformed into a streak of white light, shooting off. He was, of course, pursuing Fairy Linluan.

Seeing that beings of similar status within the Demon Race army had already departed, the black-armored man's eyebrows twitched. Suddenly, he roared from high in the sky, “The Human Integration Stage elders have already fled! When else will we capture this city if not now?!” His words were imbued with immense demonic power, causing a ringing in the ears of both the human and demonic forces fighting below, making them hear him clearly.

The Demon Race cheered loudly, their offensive immediately becoming more than twice as fierce as before. The Human Race, seeing several Integration Stage cultivators flee from the battlefield, turned pale, their morale plummeting to rock bottom.

“Hmph, you demon, do you really think we have no other tricks up our sleeves? If you want to break through our Yitian City, you'll first have to destroy the hundred and eight giant sword essence-gold puppets of this city!” At this critical juncture, the voice of Reverend Azure Dragon suddenly boomed from somewhere within Yitian City.

No sooner had his voice faded than over a hundred golden light pillars flashed forth from various corners of the city. As their light solidified, they transformed into majestic golden-armored guards. Covered from head to toe in crimson-gold armor, each held a massive golden greatsword almost as large as themselves. Their faces were also covered by visors, revealing only two cold, pale silver eyes. Although these hundred and eight golden-armored guards merely floated motionless in the void, they exuded powerful auras. Each one possessed the terrifying spiritual pressure comparable to a Void Refinement Stage cultivator.

The Human Race defenders, who had initially been at a loss, naturally felt their spirits lift upon witnessing this sight. They once again desperately activated their magical artifacts and treasures, launching a furious assault on the demons below the city. The battlefield, which had been relatively quiet, instantly became filled with murderous aura and earth-shattering roars.

The black-armored man in the sky was slightly startled by this sight, but then a look of disdain crossed his face. He suddenly waved his hand towards the surrounding Blood Transformation Nether Guards and sternly declared, “Your time is running out! Immediately join the siege army! This Lord wants this city breached in the shortest possible time! Focus on breaking through the main defenses!” Upon hearing this, the leading demon generals immediately assented. Those demons, seemingly not of a physical body, immediately let out a howl and charged downwards. In a flash, they joined the demon army below and began charging towards the massive city walls.

The black-armored man floated in the sky, watching quietly for a moment. With the addition of the Blood Transformation Nether Guards, the Demon Race immediately gained an overwhelming advantage. Some demons even broke through the defensive barriers and rushed onto the city walls. However, the more than a hundred golden-armored swordsmen of Yitian City remained calmly suspended in various parts of the city, not rushing to the city walls to offer assistance, as if they had other plans.

Upon witnessing this scene, the black-armored man's pupils contracted. But then, as if realizing something, he let out a cold laugh, and suddenly his body flickered as he shot backward. In a few flashes, he disappeared into a black giant boat, which resembled a small mountain. The demon guards within the warship were also surprised to see the black-armored man return. However, the black-armored man showed no intention of explaining. He strode swiftly, instantly entering a secret chamber and immediately activating the restrictions that had already been set up inside.

Immediately, layers of five-colored light mist appeared on the four walls of the secret chamber, and a hazy white small magical array emerged on the ground in the center of the room. The black-armored man took a few steps towards the array, formed a hand seal with one hand, uttered a low cry, and sent several incantations into the white array. With a buzzing sound, the array's spiritual light flickered, and a white jade altar slowly emerged from it. On the altar lay an ancient bronze mirror, covered in rust, as if it had existed for tens of thousands of years.

Upon seeing the mirror, the black-armored man's expression immediately turned solemn. As he chanted incantations, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a ball of vital blood. It swayed in the wind, transforming into a mist that enveloped the entire ancient mirror. The previously dormant ancient mirror's surface immediately glowed with layers of green light, gradually becoming brighter. With a flash of light, an old man in a green robe appeared on the surface of the ancient mirror.

He had kind eyes and a benevolent face, with gray hair. He sat on a black wooden chair, holding a yellowed ancient book in one hand, and looked out from the mirror at the black-armored man. “Oh, I wondered who would transmit a message to me across the void. So it’s you. Aren't you already accompanying the army for the Sacred Ritual? Why are you using the Realm-Dividing Mirror now? Has something major happened there?” the old man asked with a slight smile, as if he were just an ordinary elder.

“Greetings, Elder Sha! Lord Xinguang has descended upon the Spirit Realm again!” the black-armored man said, bowing, and immediately got straight to the point.

“Descended again? Why, has Xinguang sent another avatar to the Spirit Realm? This is indeed a bit strange.” Although the old man spoke these words, his expression remained perfectly calm, apart from a flicker in his eyes.

“This time, Xinguang didn't directly descend as a separate soul. Instead, it seems he used a secret technique to directly possess Yangsha’s body with his divine sense. After the possession, Yangsha not only transformed directly into Lord Xinguang’s avatar, but his magical power also surged to an unbelievable level. If my sensing is correct, he seems to possess a third of Lord Xinguang’s original strength. He can also unleash seven or eight tenths of the power of the two supreme treasures, the Purple Discourse Cauldron and the Iridescent Light Cauldron. This is due to the avatar’s own magical power not being enough to fully unleash the power of both treasures. A Human Race Qi-gathering Beast was even subdued by this avatar with a single move using the treasure!” the black-armored man said with a solemn expression.

“Such a thing is indeed interesting! Although divine sense can descend upon other realms and carry some magical power with it, it's usually negligible. On the contrary, the suppression from the power of other realms would significantly reduce the power of the divine sense. Xinguang has already sent an avatar directly to the Spirit Realm, yet he still dares to send his divine sense to the Spirit Realm, boosting the strength of the possessed individual and avoiding the suppression of inter-realm forces. Could it be that he has mastered some extremely powerful new secret technique?” The old man finally showed some emotion, muttering to himself in contemplation.

“By the way, Lord Xinguang’s descent to the Spirit Realm this time seems to be specifically targeting a Human Integration Stage cultivator,” the black-armored man suddenly remembered, adding quickly.

“Tell me in detail about that Human cultivator and the entire process!” The old man showed an interested expression.

“It’s like this: that Human cultivator is merely an early-stage Integration Stage cultivator, but his divine abilities are incredibly formidable. When Yinsha and Yangsha fought him earlier, he actually…” The black-armored man immediately assented and began to narrate.

After a while, he finished recounting the details thoroughly, then immediately fell silent, quietly awaiting the old man’s instructions.

“Hmm, you’ve done well. This information is very useful to me. Now, go and do what you need to do,” the old man said, nodding and stroking his beard after listening.

“Understood, my lord. This subordinate will take his leave now!” the black-armored man replied solemnly, raising his hand and sending an incantation towards the ancient mirror. A flicker of green light appeared on the mirror's surface, and the old man's figure instantly vanished. The black-armored man’s expression relaxed. After pondering for a moment where he stood, he turned and exited the secret chamber, then shot out from the giant ship, reappearing on the battlefield as a cloud of black mist...

At the same time, in a wooden cabin in another realm. The old man had already placed the ancient book on his lap, his eyes slightly narrowed, as he gently tapped his fingers, contemplating something. On a nearby table, another identical ancient mirror was conspicuously placed.

“Xinguang, you truly have a lot of guts. Although I don't know what method you used to bring so much magical power to the Spirit Realm, aren't you afraid of something happening to your main body in the Sacred Realm? If your rivals found out about this, it would surely cause another stir!” the old man muttered to himself, a flicker of cold light in his eyes.

In the air, a hundred thousand miles from Yitian City, the delicate young woman sped along on her escape light. With one hand, she held a blood-red spherical bead. After solemnly reporting some matters to an old woman far away in the Demon Realm, she immediately opened her vermilion mouth and re-absorbed the bead into her abdomen. Then, invigorated, her escape speed immediately increased by more than half compared to before. A thousand miles ahead of her, Fairy Yingguang, transformed into a silver rainbow, was also flying through the air.

A similar scene was also unfolding with the white-robed youth in the void on the other side. This demon was carefully putting away a crystalline jade talisman that had just been used...

At the same time, Han Li, transformed into a silver-white giant roc, flapped his four wings simultaneously, causing the streaks of light he produced to flicker in and out of sight in the void. One moment, he was on one side of the sky; the next, he had strangely flashed to the other end of the horizon.