Chapter 29: The Great War of the Century, Killing Intent Fills the Sky
Lu Yao Lao Zu, Yin Yang Lao Zu, Qian Kun Lao Zu, Jin Shen Lao Zu, Tun Tian Lao Zu, and Hui Mie Lao Zu, the six Holy Masters of the ancient dynasties, led an army of one trillion to the east-west alliance base a billion miles away. Looking at the dense and terrifying forbidden arrays, only a few people slightly furrowed their brows. Although it was somewhat troublesome, under the attack of the trillion-strong army, everything would be thoroughly destroyed.
Lu Yao Lao Zu and others raised their hands, and the sky above the army of 100 billion rose with countless colorful treasures, countless heavenly and earthly spiritual energies were attracted over, and each treasure absorbed the spiritual energy and emitted even more dazzling light.
Innumerable treasures emitting dazzling brilliance, in the sky above the trillion-strong army, formed a starry sea of billions of miles, and with the continuous influx of spiritual energy, this starry sea was constantly expanding.
The terrifying spiritual pressure surged out like a tide, squeezing the endless clouds in the sky billions of miles away. The high mountains underground were also trembling with fear, and all living beings within billions of miles formed a torrential flow migrating outward.
"Kill!!!"
Suddenly, the entire brilliant starry sea surged up, slowly stretching and turning into a billion-zhang-long seven-colored star river, roaring towards the seal.
Along the way, countless high mountains and giant peaks were swallowed up by the star river, without leaving any trace, and were completely ground down by the star river.
"Kill!!!"
A trillion-strong army formed a black tide that charged into the forbidden zone, where countless prohibitions were broken along the way. Innumerable cultivators within the army were strangled to death by the prohibitions, and blood rained from the sky.
One after another, the colorful restrictions burst forth like gorgeous foam, amidst raging winds and thunderbolts, fierce fires and icy storms, countless cultivators were slaughtered, blood flowing like rivers, the entire region resembling doomsday.
Even if the entire forbidden area is terrifyingly powerful, under the continuous attack of a trillion-strong army, it will not be able to hold on for much longer and will be breached in less than three days.
Although this terrible region swallowed and buried tens of millions of monks, compared to the army of billions, not even a splash can be made.
Moreover, most of those who died were Xian immortals and Tianxian heavenly immortals; Lu Ya and the others didn't even bat an eyelid as they led their massive army forward.
Only a vast expanse of blood-red earth remained, littered with corpses, an utterly desolate scene.
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"Lu Ya, are you several people really going to kill us off quickly, without leaving any leeway?" Hei Shan Lao Zu's face sank as he shouted at Lu Ya and the others.
At this moment, the two major alliances consisting of more than 500 billion densely packed troops are confronting the six major holy dynasties' coalition forces, with a murderous aura filling the sky, and the battle is about to erupt at any moment.
"Hmph, what else is there to say?" Lu Ya said with a cold smile.
Yin-yang Lao-zu, Qian-kun Lao-zu, Tun-tian Lao-zu and others did not utter a word, but instead gazed at Hei-shan Lao-zu and the others with an aura of killing intent.
"Aren't you afraid that we'll end up in a desperate situation, and the Demon Realm and the Beast Realm will take advantage of us?" Hei Shan Lao Zu said with a hint of urgency.
"Hmph, that's none of your business," Lu Ya was eager to eliminate the two major alliances at this moment, and no one would bother to listen to his advice.
"Alright, since it's like this, you all shouldn't think about having a good time either," the old ancestor of Hei Shan said with cold glints flashing in his eyes.
"Kill!!!!!!"
"Kill!!!!!!"
"Rumbling...", two massive black torrents collided, blood flowers danced in the air, countless Xuan Immortals and Tianxian were annihilated in an instant.
The battlefield was empty, with both sides constantly casting out divine techniques, endless spiritual energy being summoned, and spiritual energy clusters forming giant whirlpools in the air, emitting wave after wave of breathtaking pressure.
"Boom……", a giant dragon composed of endless flames, rushed into the center of the Six Great Sacred Dynasties' Allied Army, transforming into a sea of magma and fire, with tens of millions of cultivators turning to ashes amidst ear-piercing screams.
"Chirp", in the direction of the six major coalition armies, a huge blue thunderbird flapped its wings and took off, with electric lights flashing all over its body, and purple lightning bolts kept appearing in the void.
The Thunderbird circled once, then quickly flew to the sky above the Eastern Union, dove down, and a terrifying thunderbolt formed a purple light pillar of ten thousand feet, directly evaporating countless cultivators inside the pillar into nothingness.
A colossal hand that blotted out the sky, surging floodwaters, and endless sword lights... Various mighty divine abilities kept appearing on the battlefield. The cultivators from both sides fell like dense swarms of locusts, their scarlet blood forming rivers upon the earth.
"Kill!!!!!!"
"Kill!!!!!!"
Both sides had bloodshot eyes, regardless of who it was, as long as there was someone in front of them, they would slash with their swords... The cruelty was unmatched, even the normally calm monks were awakened to their bloodlust at this moment, their eyes slightly reddened, holding weapons stained with fresh blood, constantly clashing, with only one word in their hearts: "Kill!!!"
The sky is raining blood, the earth is littered with broken arms and legs, life seems incredibly cheap at this moment, every second, every moment, countless cultivators are falling.
Mountains were blown into powder, lakes were evaporated and cracked, clouds were ruthlessly torn apart...
The terrifying fluctuations on the battlefield spread throughout the vast expanse of Honghuang, countless people were in a state of panic and could not rest.
The two sides fought more and more fiercely, the hatred grew deeper and deeper, it had reached a point of no return, all kinds of extreme actions emerged one after another.
Innumerable desperate monks, with the support of Tianheng's hatred, chose to self-destruct their magical treasures, and even self-destructed their own bodies.
"Boom, boom, boom......", the sound of self-destruction kept ringing out on the battlefield, constantly bursting forth with dazzling rays of light, constantly blooming with tragic and beautiful blood flowers......
As more and more desperate cultivators chose to self-destruct, casualties on both sides surged, especially the self-destruction of Mahayana Golden Immortals, which was terrifying, far more frightening than atomic bombs. A massive amount of spiritual power, along with the comprehension of Dao fruits, self-destructed in a burst, unleashing colossal pillars of light that swept across the entire battlefield, annihilating millions of cultivators and forming gigantic mushroom clouds.
The self-destruction of the Golden Immortal and the Great Luo Golden Immortal caused massive casualties to both sides, while also causing a large number of powerful individuals to fall instantly. The self-destruction of these two levels can already recreate or annihilate the Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Both sides have fallen a large number of masters, but it did not stop them, instead intensified the hatred between the two sides. After all, the cost of cultivating a Great Luo Golden Immortal is too great.
The war has reached a boiling point, with both sides playing their trump cards, and large numbers of monks are being annihilated. The entire battlefield is filled with the glint of swords and knives, resembling a bloody purgatory.
As both sides continued to use various forbidden techniques, the battlefield became increasingly treacherous. Wave after wave of scorching magma erupted from the ground, massive blocks of ice fell from the sky, and purple lightning bolts crackled through the air... All sorts of terrifying tactics were reaping lives on the battlefield.
Bloodshed, despair, cruelty and slaughter are the themes of the entire battlefield.
