Chapter 1624: The Immortal and Demon War (Three)

Chapter 1624: Xianmo Great War (Three)

With the order given, the Five Great Forbidden Zones trembled in unison. Massive stone coffins shattered one after another, releasing powerful warriors who emerged from within.

They were ancient beyond measure, covered in the dust of ages, having sealed themselves away for countless eras, only to awaken in this very moment.

Their dormant blood ignited like flames at the command of the Heavenly Kings, weaving together overwhelming battle intent and chilling killing aura.

The Five Heavenly Kings had decreed that no one should leave the forbidden zones.

However, that rule applied only when Xuanhuang was at peace.

Now, with the Heavenly Demons crossing the star sea and invading Xuanhuang, the enemy was at their doorstep, and the forbidden zones could not afford to cower.

“Endless ages, and finally, we can unleash slaughter once more.”

From the Tianxu Forbidden Zone, Tianzhu Dimie charged out together, one wielding a great halberd and the other a war spear, both armed with Dao Emperor Weapons.

Behind them followed over a hundred shadowy figures, all Quasi-Emperors without exception, among whom twenty carried Emperor Weapons.

Lianyu, Mingtu, Wangchuan, and Huangquan followed suit, their ranks clad in ancient armor and gripping icy war spears.

These ancient warriors seemed like heavenly soldiers and generals descended from a distant era—men like war gods of the Eight Wastelands, women like peerless queens.

“Heavens! The forbidden zones are mobilizing.”

The cultivators of Xuanhuang cried out in shock.

For eons, the forbidden zones had been regarded as lands of death, yet in this crisis, they had joined the battle.

“My goodness! Nearly a hundred Dao Emperor Weapons.”

“No wonder even Great Emperors dare not provoke the forbidden zones lightly.”

“What are you looking at? Fight!” Tianzhu Dimie roared fiercely, swinging their halberd and spear to annihilate two Demon Generals in a single strike.

“With the forbidden zone seniors aiding us, what’s there to fear? Charge to the death!”

Shouts and roars erupted instantly, boosting the morale of the retreating Xuanhuang cultivators, who fought back with reckless abandon.

The tide turned for Xuanhuang thanks to the massive force from the forbidden zones, with fighters showing unmatched ferocity.

The Heavenly Demons were routed across the front, wiped out in droves, and even their generals fell one after another, staining the skies with blood.

Most crucially, the forbidden zone warriors were ruthless, wielding far too many Emperor Weapons.

Compared to Xuanhuang, the Heavenly Demons were at a severe disadvantage; though their generals were numerous, they lacked Emperor Weapons to counter, leaving them suppressed.

While the battle raged fiercely in Xuanhuang, Da Chu was equally ablaze with combat, as reinforcements from the various heavens continued to pour in, forming a vast array.

“Come out and fight if you dare.”

The old ancestor of the Douzhan Shengyuan thundered, his fiery golden eyes shooting out golden flames.

This challenge was directed at the Heavenly Demon Sovereign, his opponent in a clash that had already exceeded eight hundred rounds.

As his words faded, the old ancestor of the Douzhan Shengyuan hefted his iron staff and stepped out of Da Chu into the star void, unwilling to disrupt the heavens’ domain.

“Can you escape?” the Heavenly Demon Sovereign sneered, licking his scarlet tongue, and leaped across the void in pursuit.

“You, come out and fight one-on-one.”

The old ancestor of the Kuiniu cursed at the Earth Demon Sovereign before darting out of Da Chu as well.

“I’ll cut you down.” The Earth Demon Sovereign grinned menacingly, surging with demonic energy, and chased after him to claim his head.

Following the old ancestors of the Kuiniu and Douzhan Shengyuan, the elders of the Five Great Royal Clans and the Ancient Five Clans also successively left Da Chu.

“Where do you think you’re going?” A group of Demon Sovereigns and a horde of Demon Generals were lured out, the vast star void providing space for an all-out brawl.

Chu Xuan also departed, drawing at least a dozen Heavenly Demon Generals in pursuit—for reasons unclear, perhaps her beauty or something else.

Though they had left, the war in Da Chu raged on.

The Heavenly Demon army surged like tides and seas, breaching the walls of Southern Chu multiple times, only to be repelled by the Tianxuan Gate forces in brutal combat.

It was fortunate that the Tianxuan Gate held the line; otherwise, Southern Chu might have fallen. Even so, the situation remained dire.

“Damn it all.” The cultivators of Da Chu dashed back and forth along the city walls, weapons in hand, itching to charge out and engage.

“Three hundred years ago, we were penned in and beaten; three hundred years later, it’s the same. Does Da Chu have a face made for punching?”

“If you’ve got the guts, come in! Do you really think we’re pushovers?”

“This is too frustrating—I need to let out a yell.” The little spirit child hopped around, building up a massive breath.

“Dad, someone’s messing with me.” As expected of the Bawang Long, his roar was overwhelmingly dominant.

Remarkably, his shout triggered a huge commotion.

The skies over Da Chu shattered with a boom, torn open by a dragon claw, followed by a majestic dragon roar.

“My child, fear not—your father emperor has arrived.” The powerful voice echoed from the nine heavens, like thunder shaking the world.

It was a dragon, a massive golden dragon as vast as a mountain, each scale gleaming with dazzling golden light.

Its aura was incredibly domineering, with Quasi-Emperor might sweeping across the skies, making even the Tianxuan Gate Quasi-Emperors feel a tremor in their souls.

“Wow!” The cultivators of Da Chu, along with those from Tianxuan Gate, all looked up in unison, swallowing hard.

The dragon was enormous; standing before it, they were like tiny ants, easily crushed in one hand.

“The royal Bawang Long.” The Tianxuan Gate Quasi-Emperor exclaimed in shock.

Indeed, it was the Bawang Long, a royal bloodline of the Dominator Dragons, the emperor of the Bawang Long clan and the father of the little spirit child.

Under the gaze of all, the Bawang Long Emperor transformed into human form, clad in golden armor with black hair cascading like a waterfall, his back as imposing as a mountain.

A dozen Heavenly Demon Generals pounced, their faces twisted in savagery, licking their scarlet tongues, clearly craving the Bawang Long bloodline.

“Come at me together!” The Bawang Long Emperor shouted, shaking the heavens and earth, gripping his great dragon blade and cleaving a Heavenly Demon General in two with one strike.

The Demon Generals refused to back down, charging one after another with divine abilities or demonic weapons raining down like a storm.

In the end, they had no choice but to believe; the Bawang Long Emperor was unmatched, destroying each one that dared approach.

“Your old man is seriously impressive!” Xie Yun, Situ Nan, and the others watched with wide eyes and tongues clicking in amazement, having never seen such ferocity.

“Keep it low-key.” The little spirit child grinned shamelessly.

“Truly unmatched in dominance.” The Tianxuan Gate Quasi-Emperor sighed in admiration; in a one-on-one, they too would likely be beaten to tears.

“And there’s more.” An elderly Quasi-Emperor gazed up at the ethereal void.

The newly healed skies cracked open again, this time kicked apart, causing half the heavens to collapse.

Another armored figure appeared, his aura savage and his Quasi-Emperor might as heavy as mountains, also wielding a great dragon blade.

“The Bao Long Emperor.” The Tianxuan Gate Quasi-Emperor trembled once more.

“See that? He’s my second granduncle.” The little spirit child chuckled smugly, beaming with pride.

“I’ve divined it—your granduncle has quite the temper.” Gu Santong and Wuya Daoist exchanged meaningful glances.

As they spoke, explosions rocked the outskirts of Southern Chu.

The two dragon emperors pressed forward relentlessly, their strikes wild and unrefined—just swing after swing of their blades, each one devastating.

Heavenly Demon Generals fell one by one, and demon soldiers turned to blood mist in waves, with millions of troops unable to halt their advance.

Amid the intense battle, the heavens over Da Chu quaked once more with a deep rumble.

This time, the entire sky collapsed, as two golden oceans rolled in, every wave as heavy as mountains.

Within the golden seas swirled countless giant dragons, their numbers enough to make one’s scalp tingle, including many at the Quasi-Emperor level.

These were the elites of the Bawang Long and Bao Long clans.

The two dragon emperors had arrived first; their forces were simply a bit slower.

No sooner had they descended than they launched into action, skipping any preamble, their tempers explosive and their combat power terrifying.

The Heavenly Demon army fell into chaos, routed by the two clans and scattered beyond recognition.

“Fight! Fight to the death!” The little spirit child leaped three zhang high, shouting excitedly and waving wildly.

“Fight! Fight to the death!” The cultivators of Da Chu were equally spirited, standing on the walls and cheering raucously.

“The two great vassals of the Taigu Era are no joke.”

“Indeed, the older the race, the more fearsome they are.”

The reinforcements still battling in Da Chu couldn’t help but click their tongues; compared to the two dragon clans, they felt considerably weaker.

“Dad, lead the Quasi-Emperor levels away—the rest of the small fry, we’ll handle.” The little spirit child sent a message to the Bawang Long Emperor.

“Easy enough.” The Bawang Long Emperor kicked a Quasi-Emperor Heavenly Demon General into oblivion, then turned and strode out of Da Chu.

“Where do you think you’re going?” The Demon Generals’ eyes turned blood-red as a large group chased after him—over thirty in total.

The Bao Long Emperor was just as cunning; he slapped a Demon General aside and then vanished in a flash, stepping into the star void.

“Kill!” Another twenty or so Demon Generals pursued, intent on a group assault until he was finished.

The two dragon clans moved with perfect coordination, withdrawing from Da Chu one after another, luring the Demon Generals away.

Next came the Great Saint levels, departing in droves, with Heavenly Demon Great Saints chasing in kind.

The reinforcements from the various heavens were equally effective, drawing groups away as they entered—want to fight? Let’s find some open space.

As a result, the peak experts of the Heavenly Demon army were mostly lured away, leaving only Saint King levels as the strongest remaining.

“What are you waiting for?” The little spirit child was the first to charge out, transforming into his Bawang Long form, massive in size.

“Charge!” The gates of Southern Chu swung open, and the nine great branches of the Heavenly Court surged forth, millions of cultivators blanketing the skies and earth.

“Charge!” The Tianxuan Gate army followed suit, led by Quasi-Emperors, diving into the thickest crowds and unleashing volley after volley of group attacks, obliterating the demons wave by wave.

“Charge!” Even Fu Ya, who had been drumming, set aside his instrument, grabbed a killing sword, and plunged into the demon ranks.

They were a pack of beasts, a pack driven mad with frustration.

Pent up in Southern Chu for days, they could only watch.

Now, with the Heavenly Demon army’s Quasi-Emperors and Great Saints gone, only minor foes remained—what was there to fear?

You Heavenly Demons have numbers? Well, Da Chu has numbers too.

Most importantly, our tempers aren’t the best, and our folk are fiercely combative—we never back down from a fight.

The Heavenly Demon army in Da Chu was decimated, swallowed up en masse.

They might lack Quasi-Emperor Emperor Weapons, but Da Chu and Tianxuan Gate had them; they might have numbers, but Da Chu and Tianxuan Gate had more.

With absolute suppression of power, the Heavenly Demon army retreated steadily.

They were driven from Southern Chu into the Nanyan Great Marsh, from the Nanyan Great Marsh back to the Zhongtong Plains, and from the Zhongtong Plains onward.

It was a terrifying sight: the Heavenly Demon army and the Da Chu Tianxuan Gate forces stretched across the heavens and earth, like two vast oceans.

Both were oceans, so it came down to which surged higher.

Clearly, Da Chu and Tianxuan Gate surged stronger.