Chapter 529: The Demon Clan Invades

In the East Barren Lands, Wu State.

Night descended, draping the land in a black cloak.

Sky Spring Mountain, a frontline defense against the demon race, was brightly lit. Cultivators patrolled day and night, and two Nascent Soul cultivators were stationed there.

A grand formation had been set up at the border between the human and demon races. Five Core Formation cultivators guarded the formation, closely monitoring the demon race's movements.

He Hong, a seventh-level Core Formation cultivator, was responsible for guarding the formation.

He sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. Not far from him, a blue mirror, about ten feet in size, reflected a continuous mountain range.

The demon race was formidable because they could command low-level demonic beasts, unleashing beast tides to attack human cultivators.

He Hong was meditating and regulating his breath when suddenly, a sharp, urgent shriek pierced the air.

He opened his eyes to see countless demonic beasts and birds appearing on the mirror's surface.

“Oh no, a beast tide!”

He Hong’s face turned pale. He had been guarding the formation for over two hundred years, and the demon race had always been peaceful. This was the first time a beast tide had occurred.

He quickly pulled out a communication disk, cast a spell on it, and frantically reported, “True Immortal Liu, something terrible has happened! A beast tide! Massive numbers of demonic beasts are rushing towards Sky Spring Mountain. We are under attack!”

As He Hong alerted the Nascent Soul cultivators, alarms blared across Sky Spring Mountain.

Hundreds of feet above, three men and one woman stood suspended in the void, their expressions cold. They were all shapeshifting demons, equivalent to Nascent Soul cultivators.

One of them, a bulky, red-robed man, held a crimson horn. His arms were thick, and his tiger-like eyes commanded respect without needing to glare.

Beneath them, hundreds of thousands of demonic beasts surged towards Sky Spring Mountain, while thousands of demonic birds filled the sky, creating a terrifying spectacle.

On the ground, as hundreds of thousands of demonic beasts approached within fifty li of Sky Spring Mountain, the earth suddenly erupted with a blinding yellow light. The hard soil instantly turned into soft sand, and a fierce wind began to howl. The environment transformed, trapping tens of thousands of demonic beasts in an endless desert.

A gale swept through, swirling countless fine yellow grains of sand into tens of thousands of yellow flying daggers, which then rained down overwhelmingly upon the demonic beasts.

From beneath the desert, a muffled rumble echoed, and ten enormous yellow giant pythons burst forth, lunging at the demonic beasts.

Boom!

Thousands of demonic beasts below third-tier were sliced down by the densely packed yellow flying daggers, their blood staining the desert crimson.

The yellow giant pythons rampaged, swallowing demonic beasts whole.

Other demonic beasts cast spells to attack the yellow giant pythons. Various spells intertwined, creating loud explosions, and the ten yellow giant pythons were engulfed by the different magical attacks, turning to ash.

Soon after, the ten yellow giant pythons emerged from beneath the desert once more, pouncing on the demonic beasts. Specks of yellow light appeared in the void, transforming into tens of thousands of yellow flying needles that streaked through the air with a whistling sound, striking the demonic beasts.

This was the Nine Palaces Shifting Sand Formation, a top-tier fourth-rank formation. Even fourth-rank demonic beasts trapped within it faced the possibility of being killed.

Two streaks of light flew out from Sky Spring Mountain: a red-robed old man with white hair and a youthful face, and a middle-aged Daoist nun dressed in a white lotus dress.

“Fellow Daoists, are you trying to provoke a war?”

The red-robed elder said with a grim expression. Sky Spring Mountain had a large communication array, and when the demon race launched the beast tide, he had already notified the Taiyi Immortal Sect and the Shangqing Temple, believing reinforcements would arrive soon.

“Enough nonsense,” sneered a graceful young woman in a green skirt. “The East Barren Lands have always been our demon race's territory. You humans should have left long ago.” She flipped her hand, and a palm-sized command banner appeared. The banner was enveloped in a misty green glow, and its surface was covered with ghostly images of demonic beasts emitting various roars, exuding astonishing spiritual energy.

The red-robed elder’s face changed dramatically as he exclaimed, “The Myriad Demon Banner! Hasn’t this spiritual treasure been missing for years? No, it’s not the Myriad Demon Banner; it appears to be a replica.”

“Hmph, the Myriad Demon Banner is True Monarch Heavenly Wolf’s Natal Treasure. If it were that artifact, you would have been annihilated long ago. This Heavenly Demon Banner is a replica of the Myriad Demon Banner, and it’s more than enough to deal with you.” The young woman in the green skirt said confidently.

The red-robed elder and the middle-aged Daoist nun frowned deeply. Without reinforcements, they truly would not be a match for the demon race.

“Boom!”

A tremendous roar echoed from Sky Spring Mountain, followed by a pillar of fire shooting into the sky.

The red-robed elder glanced at the source of the fire, his heart sinking. The blaze was coming from the location of the large-scale teleportation array.

Another massive roar sounded, and a towering green hurricane, over ten feet high, suddenly appeared, tearing through Sky Spring Mountain. Numerous cultivators were swept into the powerful airflow of the green hurricane, where they were ripped to shreds by the fierce winds.

“How dare you! Stop!”

The middle-aged Daoist nun erupted in fury. She raised her jade hand, and a misty green giant hand materialized from thin air, striking towards the green hurricane.

Boom!

With a tremendous crash, the green hurricane was shattered by the green giant hand, revealing a young man in a green robe, seemingly in his early thirties, with a pair of green wings about ten feet wide on his back. By his aura, he had already reached the Nascent Soul stage of cultivation.

The young woman in the green skirt’s eyes turned cold. She waved the Heavenly Demon Banner in her hand, and a cacophony of roars from large demonic beasts, clear cries from demonic birds, and strange chirps from demonic insects erupted.

The five Nascent Soul stage demons lunged at the red-robed elder and the middle-aged Daoist nun. Hundreds of demonic birds swooped down from the sky, while hundreds of thousands of demonic beasts remained on the ground.

“This is bad! Retreat quickly!”

The red-robed elder’s face turned grim. He summoned a red bronze mirror, which spewed out a vast expanse of crimson flames. The middle-aged Daoist nun, in turn, summoned a small red cauldron that unleashed a large area of green flames, surging towards the demonic beasts.

At the same time, numerous cultivators flew out from Sky Spring Mountain, fleeing in various directions.

With five Nascent Soul stage demons, hundreds of thousands of demonic beasts, and their large-scale teleportation array destroyed, they had no way to withstand the demon race's attack without reinforcements. Fortunately, they had already notified their immortal sects, trusting that the sects would quickly organize resistance.

At this point, preserving their lives was paramount.

Without cultivators to control them, the formations were quickly breached by tens of thousands of demonic beasts.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators, enveloped in roaring flames, swiftly fled into the distance.

The shapeshifting demons would not give them a chance to escape. Three of the Nascent Soul stage demons, leading hundreds of demonic birds, gave chase.

The remaining two Nascent Soul stage demons commanded the rest of the demonic beasts to attack the human cultivators.

The sheer number of demonic beasts was overwhelming. Human cultivators suffered heavy casualties, and without high-level cultivators to command them, they fought individually and were no match for the beasts.

Screams filled the air as one cultivator after another fell in pools of blood, their bodies consumed by the demonic beasts, leaving nothing behind.

A similar scene unfolded elsewhere. All human nations bordering the demon race faced attacks. This massive invasion by the demon race was the first of its kind in three thousand years. The East Barren Lands were in crisis, and humanity was in peril.