Chapter 1545: Vast and Magnificent

“Even the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Temple has gone. How much longer are we old monsters of the Great Yin Sect going to hide?”

An elder of the Great Yin Sect, an Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul cultivator, unzipped a corpse bag, releasing all the yin corpses. In his hand, he also held a jade talisman capable of inducing madness.

“Since the Three Divine Sects are all involved, our Great Yin Sect cannot fall behind.” Another Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul expert from the Great Yin Sect stepped forward.

“The five venerable elders of the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Temple have already gone. Surely, us old bones of the Great Yin Sect are not willing to admit defeat?” An elder, accompanied by six Nine-Orifice Nascent Souls sealed within Yin energy, rushed towards the battlefield!

At the White Horse Temple.

With a wave of Abbot Puguang's alms bowl, seven First-Grade Vajras, enveloped in Buddha's light, flew out. He soared into the sky, gazing at the colossal ancient giants, and declared: “If I do not enter hell, who will? Second-Grade Zen Masters of White Horse Temple, follow this humble monk.”

The Three Divine Sects pressed forward, one after another, sparing no sect's foundation in committing to the battle. This was a true war of annihilation for sects and clans!

“Eight-Orifice Nascent Souls and venerable elders of Mount Sanqing, follow me to your deaths!”“Fire Worship Cult, Eight-Orifice Nascent Souls, Nine-Orifice Nascent Souls, follow this sect master to your deaths!”“Myriad Manifestation Void Realm, follow me to your deaths!”“Heaven's Edge Sea Pavilion, where are the brave? Follow me to your deaths!”

The Three Divine Sects, Seven Great Cults, and dozens of other sects. With their respective sect masters leading the way, Eight-Orifice and Nine-Orifice Nascent Souls collectively marched towards the catastrophe.

Cries of "Follow me to your deaths!" intertwined and soared into the sky. Like a tragic ballad, like a swan song, they echoed across the heavens and the earth, and reverberated in the hearts of all.

History would forever remember this moment of life and death for Taicang Great Province. A group of human ancestors, shouting the sorrowful cry of "Follow me to your deaths," rushed towards the ancient giants like moths to a flame. They forged the most magnificent and glorious moment in human history over a thousand years.

The human allied forces were completely inspired. Whether at the late or early Nascent Soul stage, all were ignited with fearlessness. They kicked up clouds of dust, unleashing earth-shattering battle cries as they charged towards the giants.

Nine-Orifice Nascent Souls thrown into the giants' midst, Eight-Orifice Nascent Souls who voluntarily entered madness, and the various sect masters—their selfless, suicidal attacks caused unexpected casualties within the ancient giant army.

Fires of war ignited everywhere within the giant hordes. The giants at the front charged, while those in the middle and rear were forced into smaller skirmishes.

The crushing confrontation transformed: the hundred-plus giants at the front now faced the entire advancing human army. And this army was utterly fearless, fighting like mad!

The moment of impact saw both sides falling in swathes. However, the human army, committing all its forces, had a clear numerical advantage. The more than one hundred vanguard giants were quickly surrounded and fragmented, their casualties skyrocketing. The giants in the middle and rear, affected by the madness of the Nine-Orifice and Eight-Orifice Nascent Souls, fell into disarray and could not provide support.

What was originally a doomed situation now showed signs of reversal, thanks to the selfless sacrifice of the Nine-Orifice and Eight-Orifice Nascent Souls.

Even the Soul Transformation cultivators and Giant Kings fighting in the distance were stunned. The Heart Demon Venerable's eyes reddened slightly; the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Temple's accumulated Nine-Orifice and Eight-Orifice cultivators had all been expended in this battle. Grief welled within him, and he cried out, “Well done! My people of the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Temple, you are all heroes! As a Venerable, I cannot fall behind!” He glared furiously at the Stone Giant King, declaring, “I will use your head to honor them!”

The Bodhisattva also pressed his palms together, his eyes filled with compassion, and uttered, “Amitābha Buddha. May you be reborn in the Pure Land, free from pain and calamity.”

Jian Lanjiang's aged eyes welled with tears, for he saw the Jian family's Nine-Orifice and Eight-Orifice Nascent Souls also charging into the giants. His old tears streamed down as he choked out, “My Jian family members have not disgraced our ancestors!” With that, both of them charged simultaneously towards the two giants before them.

The Giant King of Luck, the Giant King of Soul, and the Giant King of Shadow were also profoundly shaken by the human spirit. Such acts of self-sacrifice to secure a glimmer of hope for others were impossible among ancient giants. They could not comprehend it, yet they felt a deep, visceral fear.

The Evil Raven Venerable, however, looked utterly grim. The moth-to-flame charges of the various sects' Nine-Orifice and Eight-Orifice Nascent Souls, contrasted with his own betrayal for survival, felt like stinging slaps across his face. It made him incredibly embarrassed! Why had no one else surrendered like him? If a person does not look out for themselves, heaven and earth will destroy them. Was he wrong?

Realizing the giants were at a disadvantage, his heart sank. He had only just managed to betray humanity; if humanity won, would there be any place for him on this Central Earth? A strong malicious glint appeared in his eyes as he said, “What are you waiting for? Why don't you send one of the Giant Kings to assist the giants?”

The Giant King of Soul declared resolutely, “I'll go! My soul's origin covers a wide area!”

The addition of a single Giant King could certainly turn the tide of the battle. Especially a Giant King as incredibly dangerous as the Giant King of Soul!

The Giant King of Luck nodded, “Go. We will also quickly end this fight and deal with Wang Chongxiao!”

Once Wang Chongxiao was killed, and they rejoined the battle, annihilating the remaining human allied forces would be effortless. Once the overall situation was settled, they could then turn to surround and kill the remaining Soul Transformation cultivators, and the battle for Taicang Great Province would be declared over.

Crackle!

However.

Jiang Fan's body erupted with dazzling lightning. Two streaks of lightning swirled in his eyes. A thunderous lotus flower floated beneath his feet. A thunder dragon coiled around him. A heart, condensed from lightning, pulsed in his chest. A lightning sword formed behind his back. Above his head, a Taiji Yin-Yang diagram swayed. The Six Heavenly Thunder Divisions reappeared!

“You wouldn't dare!” Jiang Fan roared!

The heroic deeds of the various sects had deeply moved him. Moreover, he understood that everyone's actions were intended to use the battlefield situation to draw away a Giant King for him! Elderly cultivators, both known and unknown, were using their flesh and blood, their very lives, to pave a path for him. If he failed to defeat the giants, how could he face them in the afterlife? He must risk his life for an ultimate struggle!

“Six Divisions Merge!”

As his roar ascended into the heavens, a pool of lightning condensed in the sky. Ten thousand acres of lightning poured down, coalescing around him into a thirty-foot-tall thunderous giant. His cultivation also surged wildly, reaching the aura of the Soul Transformation stage in an instant!

The Evil Raven Venerable was startled, suddenly remembering Jiang Fan's combat record in Heavenly Relic City, and exclaimed in alarm: “Be careful, he might have achieved the feat of slaying five Half-Giants of the Dharma Idol Realm by relying on this very technique!”

The Giant King of Luck narrowed his eyes, decisively activated the origin power in his forehead, and simultaneously shouted: “Attack together! Don't give him a chance to live!”

Jiang Fan was already dangerous. Now, with his cultivation suddenly soaring to the Soul Transformation stage, he was incredibly dangerous. Hearing this, the Giant King of Shadow, the Giant King of Soul who had been about to leave, and the Evil Raven Venerable all simultaneously activated their origin powers and domains. Three Giant Kings and one Soul Transformation cultivator launched their strongest attacks simultaneously. How could Jiang Fan, alone, possibly withstand this?