Chapter 2395: Three Eras

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the Zhaxian Tian Di Array shattered, blasted open by the Emperor Path Immortal Light to create a massive gap over ten thousand zhang wide. Rolling waves of demonic evil blood fog surged out, no longer contained by the array.

Again!

Sheng Yuan Huang roared, stepping into the heavens. His domineering power surged into the Emperor Weapon Iron Stick, fully reviving its Emperor Path aura, making his divine body shine brilliantly, as if the Dou Zhan Sheng Huang had descended upon the world.

Break!

The clan emperors bearing Extreme Dao Emperor Weapons attacked without hesitation.

Buzz!

Once more, dozens of Extreme Dao Emperor Auras converged, unleashing overwhelming destructive power that cast the light of doomsday. The silent Emperor Path laws descended, even more potent than the first assault.

This time, the already damaged Zhaxian Tian Di Array could no longer hold. Ancient heavenly array patterns exploded one after another, and the heavenly demons were caught in the blast, reduced to ashes in droves.

Kill!

The cultivators of the various heavens shouted in unison, their figures surging like tides or seas. Decades of pent-up emotions erupted at once, carrying boundless battle intent as they charged into Youming Continent, their heavenly war banners fluttering fiercely.

Fight!

The cultivators of Youming roared, whether elders or juniors, all rushing out from the Youming Stronghold to join forces with the heavenly cultivators. Their momentum was vast as they advanced together against the heavenly demons.

This marked the first major counterattack since the heavenly demons invaded Youming.

Gazing down from the skies, it was like two vast oceans colliding—one side the demonic soldiers, the other the heavenly cultivators. It was a clash of immortals and demons, a conquest between realms.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Roars echoed again as the ground teemed with figures locked in fierce combat. The void flashed with lightning and thunder, with visions of immortal-demonic battles unfolding. Countless people fell in blood, countless more charged into the heavens, all bathed in each other's blood, fighting to utter madness until death parted them.

The various heavens clearly held the absolute advantage, once driving the heavenly demons into total retreat.

In contrast, the heavenly demons showed signs of fear, not due to a lack of strength— their forces even outnumbered the heavens—but because they were overwhelmed by a certain belief.

That belief was the conviction of all living beings, an invincible battle intent. No one was the sole protagonist, from peak quasi-emperors to qi-condensing juniors; everyone charged forward.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Blood flowers bloomed, vibrant and crimson, spreading across the heavens and earth, staining the universe red.

The once magnificent mountains and rivers were trampled again in the war. Peaks collapsed, palaces exploded, and mighty rivers turned into bloody torrents.

"Block them! Block them!"

The nine great demon lords howled, their voices shaking the heavens as they wildly swung their killing swords, pointing toward the various heavens.

"Block?"

A cold, desolate voice echoed, collapsing the immortal dome. Sheng Zun unleashed a great divine ability, the first to strike, charging straight at a demon lord and slamming him into the clouds with a massive falling monument hand.

Di Ji followed suit, slashing out an immortal river with her sword, nearly splitting another demon lord in two.

Behind them, the ruthless figures of the various heavens arrived, each covered in blood like killers from Jiu You, their killing intent rolling like tides. They had fought from the mortal world all the way to the nine heavens, with the blood and bones of heavenly demons carpeting their path.

"Kill! Kill for me!"

The demon lords bellowed, swinging their killing swords while retreating into the demonic tide, pushing wave after wave of their soldiers forward as shields.

The demon lords were terrified, cowed by the ruthless killers of the heavens. None dared to face them head-on, using their subordinates as cannon fodder instead. They had to survive to welcome the arrival of the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

The heavenly demon soldiers went mad, surging forward in masses. They weren't fools—if they retreated further, the Qingtian Magic Pillar would be fully exposed to the enemy. If the pillar fell, they would be utterly destroyed.

"Any who block us shall die!"

The strong ones of the heavens shouted resoundingly, joining forces to carve a bloody path. The Qingtian Magic Pillar was within reach; destroying it would win the war and spare further casualties. After all, new demonic soldiers poured out from the pillar every moment.

The heavenly demons were frenzied, and so were they, fighting to the point of madness. Each one held off a hundred, focusing solely on attack after attack, pushing their assault to the peak. Demon after demon was obliterated, unable to halt their advance.

Fight!

The battle intent of the heavenly cultivators burned like wildfire, turning them all into madmen, even more ferocious than their predecessors. They fell and were replaced in waves, one group dropping as another charged up.

Da Chu's Tenth Emperor stood out everywhere, wielding a blood-drenched Emperor Sword as he carved a path through mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. He was a brilliant guiding light, showing the way for the world, with countless followers charging alongside him.

"Ancestors, have you not awakened yet?"

Ye Chen split a heavenly demon in two with his sword and glanced toward the vast skies, hoping for Di Huang's arrival. A Great Accomplishment Sacred Body joining the fight would minimize the heavens' losses.

Unfortunately, within his sight, Di Huang's figure remained unseen.

"Dad." A soft murmur escaped, followed by a call.

Ye Ling arrived, clad in battle armor and holding a bloodstained immortal sword.

At her side, as expected, was Tang San Shao.

That little black fatty wore dark armor, so black he blended into the crowd, almost mistaken for a heavenly demon a few times.

Ye Chen smiled but offered no protection.

This was war, a brutal one, and his daughter needed its baptism.

Not just Ye Ling and Tang San Shao—nearly all the heavenly prodigies of the later generations had arrived.

Gazing across that expanse, figures like the Child of the Earth, Sun Body, Tai Yin Body, Xiao Man Wang, Dao Yuan Shen Ti, Zi Fu Xian Ti, Lie Huo Zhan Ti, and many more young monsters gathered like a brilliant cluster, shining like stars across the universe.

They treated slaying heavenly demons as a competition, none falling behind, each more ferocious than the last, killing farther and more wildly than the others.

Such a grand scene naturally included Tian Zhen and Tian Sha.

The two were truly a couple, having vanished for years only to return during the demonic invasion. They had evidently gained some profound opportunity, having undergone nirvana once before.

"So strong." Dao Yuan Shen Ti murmured softly.

Not just him—Zi Fu Xian Ti, Xiao Man Wang, and others showed hints of wariness.

They had all heard of the Sacred Body's fame and longed to face Tian Zhen and Tian Sha in battle. However, the pair had been absent for years, making it impossible until now.

Meeting on this battlefield, they finally understood the duo's terror.

The saying "a tiger father produces no weak sons" was no exaggeration. Ye Fan's strength and Yang Lan's fearsomeness made the eternally rare Tian Zhen and Tian Sha far from simple.

Compared to the others, Ye Fan and Yang Lan killed even farther and slaughtered more demons.

Fight!

At the edge of the heavens, the roars of the various heavens' predecessors echoed as they led the charge, routing the demonic army. They were the old generation's leaders, guiding not just cultivators but an entire era.

Fight!

In the vast skies, Ye Chen's attacks were unmatched, fighting shoulder to shoulder with Ji Ning Shuang like war gods or immortal kings. The two young emperor-level figures led another era.

Fight!

On the blood-soaked earth, Ye Fan and Yang Lan rampaged fiercely, like two dazzling stars. They were the markers of a new era, bridging the old and leading the way forward.

This was the convergence of three eras, elevating the golden age to new heights.

The realm conquest reached an extreme of brutality, with the heavenly demons' defeat now irreversible. They were routed by the heavenly armies, losing armor and weapons, and every attempted counterattack was repelled with force.

"This is bad!" In the Yin Cao Di Fu, the Ming Emperor muttered to himself.

The emperor of the underworld was merely an observer.

However, his gaze was not on Youming Continent but on the Luosuo Domain.

That realm also had a Zhaxian Tian Di Array.

Unlike Youming Continent, this array was flawless, sealing all opportunities in utter darkness.

What it shared with Youming was the presence of a Qingtian Magic Pillar.

Indeed, the descent upon the heavens involved not one but two Qingtian Magic Pillars. The one over Youming had a flaw in its array, allowing detection, while the Luosuo Domain's situation remained unknown.

The scene in Luosuo Domain was beyond description—true mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The exiled Honghuang Xuejiao Clan had been wiped out entirely.

Without a doubt, a Heavenly Demon Emperor would descend in Luosuo Domain.

By then, the heavens would be caught off guard. Who could have imagined two pillars arriving?

This was all thanks to one person—or more precisely, a seven-colored immortal sword.

The Zhu Xian Jian's schemes even made the Ming Emperor and Dao Zu click their tongues in admiration. Truly exceptional, it revived after being destroyed by Di Huang and tricked the Great Accomplishment Sacred Body, drawing in the heavenly demons.

Speaking of Zhu Xian Jian, the Ming Emperor glanced elsewhere.

As an emperor, he saw clearly that the sword was not in Youming Continent or Luosuo Domain but at the edge of Da Chu, still lurking within that white-robed woman, quietly hibernating.

Evidently, its target remained Ruoxi.

But it hesitated, not daring to act rashly. Though Da Chu's strong ones had gone to Youming, Di Huang was still there. If it entered now, Di Huang might awaken immediately, turning the tables.

So, it waited for the Heavenly Demon Emperor to arrive. The Emperor Path aura might awaken Di Huang, forcing him to leave Da Chu and fight.

That would be its best moment to strike.

Alas, human plans often fail against fate.

Last time, it overlooked the Hua Hua Xian Wang; this time, it was doomed to fail again, for Ruoxi had a even more formidable guardian.

That person was Liu Dao.

He was like a gatekeeper god, unmoved even by the demonic invasion. Though his memory was erased by time and space, he remembered his mission and would show no mercy, even to kin.

In fact, he would attack without hesitation if Di Huang approached.

"This must be a peak Great Emperor."

Dao Zu's words drifted into the underworld. The Ming Emperor could see it, and so could he, even more clearly, sensing the aura of the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

"Not yet at Tian Di level, so no one measures up." The Ming Emperor brushed dust from his shoulder. As Di Huang's good friend and fellow Great Accomplishment Sacred Body, he had full confidence in him.

Provided Di Huang woke up. If he slept until the end of time, there was no point; by then, the heavens would already be in ruins.