Chapter 1033: Great Defeat of the Demon Clan

Lin Siruo fell rapidly towards the ground.

The giant silver bat opened its mouth and emitted an ear-splitting shriek. An invisible sound wave swept out, causing the space to distort slightly.

The golden giant eagle powerfully flapped its wings, and a golden hurricane, dozens of feet high, flashed into existence. As it passed, the void erupted with a piercing scream, and the golden giant eagle vanished.

"Master!"

Liu Meier also noticed Lin Siruo falling towards the ground, her face changing dramatically. She formed a hand seal, and countless specks of light emerged around her, transforming into colorful petals. A fierce gust of wind blew, sending the colorful petals sweeping towards the giant silver bat and the golden giant eagle. The petals converged midway, forming two massive five-colored blades that struck the silver bat and the golden eagle respectively.

Wang Qingshan took a deep breath, formed a sword seal, and an astonishing sword intent erupted from his body.

The flying swords of the low-level cultivators seemed drawn by some force, flying towards Wang Qingshan and coalescing into a five-colored sword dragon over a hundred feet long. Its gaping maw revealed a row of gleaming, razor-sharp teeth, and its back was swollen with a row of sharp barbs.

"Go!"

As Wang Qingshan’s command fell, the five-colored sword dragon circled once, let out an angry roar, and lunged at the giant silver bat.

Cheng Zhenyu and Zheng Nan exchanged glances and nodded to each other.

A rapid zither melody rang out, and a vast expanse of blue sound waves flew out, sweeping towards the area beneath Lin Siruo.

Cheng Zhenyu changed his hand seal, and four yellow flying swords glowed intensely. They blurred, transforming into four enormous yellow pythons that lunged forward with open mouths. These yellow pythons were manifestations of spiritual power, not physical entities.

A series of roars erupted. The five-colored giant blades and the five-colored sword dragon were shattered, and the giant silver bat was temporarily halted.

Suddenly, a black shadow streaked beneath Lin Siruo. A colossal golden giant eagle appeared beneath her, its golden talons lunging for her head.

Lin Siruo’s body glowed with a colorful spiritual light, and a five-colored light barrier materialized, enveloping and protecting her.

The surface of the five-colored light barrier was covered with petals, making it incredibly dazzling.

With a muffled thud, the golden giant eagle’s talons were blocked by the five-colored light barrier.

A blue sound wave swiftly swept past the golden giant eagle’s body, causing the eagle to react a half-beat too slow. Seizing this opportunity, Lin Siruo transformed into a streak of light and soared away.

As the golden giant eagle tried to pursue, the sky suddenly darkened. A thundercloud spanning over ten miles abruptly appeared above its head, filled with lightning and thunder, a dense, oppressive mass.

A rumbling thunder echoed, and a vast expanse of silver lightning bolts shot out. Each silver lightning bolt was like a sharp sword, striking fiercely at the golden giant eagle.

The golden giant eagle was startled and took flight, but over a dozen silver lightning bolts struck its body, and a large area of silver lightning engulfed it.

"Spring Thunder Demon Slaying Array! Activate."

Xīoyáo Jiànzūn let out a low cry, and a deafening roar echoed from high above, causing the eardrums of some low-level cultivators to sting.

As the dark clouds intensely roiled, hundreds of silver lightning bolts, each as thick as an adult's arm, flew out, forming a massive silver lightning sword that plunged into the lightning-filled area. A shrill scream followed, and the lightning intensified.

The rumbling thunder continued as thick silver lightning swords flew out from the dark clouds, disappearing into the silver lightning.

The silver lightning suddenly exploded, and an earth-shattering boom reverberated from high above. A visible shockwave rapidly spread outwards, and a colossal golden mushroom cloud ascended into the sky.

Wang Qingshan and Liu Meier were blown away by the powerful shockwave. Both coughed up blood, their internal organs feeling as if they were about to shatter.

Their eyes were filled with horror. Had a Nascent Soul stage demon tribe member truly self-destructed like this?

After an exceedingly strange shriek rang out, the demon tribe retreated rapidly as if an ebb tide, heading back the way they came. Millions of low-level demonic beasts followed suit.

Boom!

An earth-shattering boom echoed from high above, and the colossal body of a silver demonic bat plummeted from the sky, severed in two.

Wang Qingshan looked up at the sky, seeing the Nascent Soul stage demons fleeing in all directions, many of them scarred and weak.

"Kill them all, wipe out the demon tribe in one fell swoop."

Xīoyáo Jiànzūn roared, put away his flying sword, and flew towards the Nascent Soul stage demons.

Seeing this scene, the morale of the cultivators surged, and they all pursued the demon tribe.

The demon tribe defended using their grand formation, but it couldn't withstand the human cultivators' fierce onslaught. Xīoyáo Jiànzūn and the others were determined to annihilate this demon force, relentlessly attacking the formation. In less than half an hour, the city's defensive formation was breached. All Nascent Soul stage demons teleported away, while Core Formation stage half-demons scattered to escape. Human cultivators surged into the Immortal Extermination City, slaying demonic beasts and plundering cultivation resources.

Wang Qingshan watched the excited cultivators, his brow furrowed. He found it hard to believe. The human and demon tribes had been fighting for years, locked in a stalemate. While it was understandable that the demons might be defeated, it seemed unlikely for them to lose so quickly in a decisive battle, even if they were outmatched. Could the demon tribe have intentionally lost?

Judging by the half-demons fleeing in all directions and the leaderless demonic beasts, it didn't seem like a deception. Cheng Xiaotian had already used a teleportation array to leave.

Most cultivators were immersed in the joy of victory, pursuing half-demons and low-level demonic beasts, but Wang Qingshan did not join the pursuit.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, this is a bit strange! Did the demon tribe just lose like that?"

Liu Meier’s face was full of disbelief. Even if they could defeat the demon tribe, it wouldn't have been this smooth!

"The demon tribe's strength was considerably weakened," Song Mei explained, looking excited. "They're missing several Nascent Soul stage demons and dozens of Core Formation stage half-demons, likely transferred to the rear. Some time ago, our high-level cultivators sent a team deep into demon territory to cause disruption, slaying two Nascent Soul stage demons and over a dozen Core Formation stage half-demons, forcing the demon tribe to recall forces for defense. Senior Ye and the others killed two Nascent Soul stage demons and severely wounded several powerful enemies, so the demon tribe's collapse isn't surprising."

Wang Qingshan nodded, still finding it strange. Even with forces recalled for defense, it shouldn't have led to a complete rout just because some Nascent Soul stage demons were defeated.

"You all stay here, the rest of you clear out the demonic beasts."

Lin Siruo shouted loudly, her face a bit pale. They had killed two Nascent Soul stage demons and severely wounded three others this time, so the demon tribe's defeat was indeed reasonable, especially since the human side had deployed sect-protecting treasures and multiple puppet beasts.

"Follow me and kill all these beasts! Countless cultivators have died by their mouths, and I will avenge them!"

A streak of yellow light shot away rapidly.

Wang Qingshan recognized the voice; it belonged to Huang Fugui.

With the demon tribe routed, too many low-level demonic beasts were left behind in the vicinity. Leaderless, they scattered, some flying high, others running across the plains.

Tens of thousands of low-level demonic beasts, in their panic, rushed into a giant valley.

A team of cultivators was about to give chase when Huang Fugui descended from the sky, landing outside the valley.

"I'll take care of these demonic beasts," Huang Fugui declared with a righteous expression and an unyielding tone. "That way, we can acquire more cultivation resources and save more cultivators later. You all go to other places!"

"Senior, these are second-tier demonic beasts; we can handle them. You should go deal with the third-tier demonic beasts!" a Foundation Establishment cultivator said, steeling himself.

Huang Fugui reprimanded with a stern face: "With so many low-level demonic beasts, even if you manage to eliminate them, there will be casualties. Do you think I covet their corpses? I'm worried about you getting hurt. As an envoy of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, I order you to go elsewhere. There are so many low-level demonic beasts."

The cultivators exchanged bewildered glances, cursing Huang Fugui's shamelessness inwardly, but verbally agreeing.

Huang Fugui grinned, transformed into a streak of yellow light, and charged into the valley.

A month later, great news quickly spread across the front lines: the Northern Frontier Cultivation World had joined the war. The demon tribe, fighting on two fronts, was under immense pressure. All five battlefronts in the Eastern Barrens collapsed. The demon tribe consolidated its forces and continuously retreated. The morale of human cultivators soared, and they pursued the demon tribe.