Chapter 511 - 230: Chaos in Northwest Shanxi

"Alright, just make sure you don’t renege on the deal." Lu Wenwu decided not to argue further with this Divinity Transformation powerhouse.

Destiny True Venerable’s voice was hesitant, but overall, it was firm: "With the binding of the Heavenly Dao Oath, I surely will not."

"You better be."

Lu Wenwu hung up the Sound Transmission Talisman and tossed it back to the Vice Tower Master, a smile appearing on his lips.

The fist technique of this world is indeed something to look forward to!

"Blood Refining Battle Fist," I hope it will bring me some surprises.

"So according to the deal, Destiny True Venerable’s little grandson..."

Before Lu Wenwu could finish his sentence, a sudden change occurred.

The entire Celestial Star City was suddenly swept by a fierce wind, dense black Yin Wind rising up from the ground almost turning solid, swirling towards the sky.

Eight pitch-black violent tornadoes instantly formed within Celestial Star City, blowing in all directions.

Four inwards, and four outwards.

Simultaneously sweeping towards the demon beasts outside the city and the humans inside.

All living beings caught in the tornadoes, regardless of cultivation or race, instantly turned into skeletal remains, which were then further shredded into fragments mixed with blood, scattered into the air.

The unsettling black hurricane continually engaged in slaughter, tinged with eerie red, becoming increasingly sinister and frightening.

Even ordinary mortals took merely one distant glance; their hearts would be filled with infinite fear, nearly fainting from shock.

In an instant, the entire Celestial Star City was covered with dark clouds, filled with ghostly chill.

It seemed countless vengeful spirits were howling in the sky as if endless resentful ghosts were returning from the Yellow Springs.

For a moment, the fiercely battling sides seemed simultaneously paused.

Moments later, they clashed with even more ferocity against each other.

The grinding war in the blood pulp mill continued.

Martial artists, mortals, cultivators, demon beasts...

No matter who you were, there’s only one thing to do in this meat grinding arena.

Use every attack to kill the enemy in front.

If you can’t, then you can only be killed by the enemy in front.

At the moment of the sudden change, three Demon Kings and two Nascent Soul cultivators simultaneously gazed downward, their five traces of Divine Sense nearly swept across the entire Celestial Star City.

Finding no other powerhouse traces, they could only vaguely detect an evil Dao formation was activated.

As a late-stage Nascent Soul Peak existence, Yellow Springs Ascendant, with half a foot already touching the door to Divinity Transformation, was the most potent being here on paper.

Moreover, extremely skilled in the Path of Concealment, he had been stirring trouble under the Immortal Dao Alliance’s influence for years, how could those folks in the sky detect him casually now.

Celestial Star Child continuously cast array formulas to restrict the opponent, his visage bitter.

This level of might must be at the Nascent Soul Stage.

With Old City Lord joining forces, relying on the Celestial Star Array and Temporary Array Plate was barely holding off the Demon Race’s three Demon Kings.

Now with a demonic Nascent Soul interjecting, Celestial Star City’s upcoming fate...

Alas, alas.

Heavens, do you truly wish to destroy my Celestial Star City!

More than the desperate Celestial Star Child, the three Demon Kings hearts only had fury, endless fury!

Our long-planned maneuver, we Demon Race sacrificed lives to attack the city, you Demon Cultivators want to steal the fruits?

Thunderous Grey Wolf howled at the sky, like the wolf howling at the moon.

With the mournful, wild wolf howls, Canglang Demon King’s body erupted with lightning, resembling being cloaked in Thunder God Armor.

The hairs infused with Thunderbolt Power stood tall, almost transforming into light, and his already robust aura surged again, nearly matching late-stage Nascent Soul!

"Roar!"

Canglang Demon King struck forward with all his might.

Three azure claws formed entirely of thunderbolt descended from above, instantly breaking through the Old City Lord’s borrowed force of Beidou Seven Stars from the Grand Array, with its power scarcely diminished!

Old City Lord’s countenance abruptly changed, unveiling a bundle of talisman and slapping it onto himself.

Simultaneously, the other hand pinched a formula, commanding the flying sword to cleave out a sword light crossing the sky, raising a defensive magical treasure shaped like Xiaoshan, standing before the Old City Lord’s dodging form.

Thunderous Claws collided with the sword light.

The fundamentally unequal forces crashed together; the sword light shattered instantly into a heap of light, scattering between heaven and earth, and the flying sword was thrown.

The violent Thunderbolt Power transformed into a sea of thunder, impacting with terminal force onto the defensive magical treasure.

The Xiaoshan illusion formed by the defensive magical treasure only resisted for a few seconds, then was crushed by the thunder engulfing it.

Even the magical treasure’s body bore three visible cracks!

In an instant, the Old City Lord spat blood profusely.

The Lifebound Magical Treasure, linked by spirit, endured severe damage, already a weary arrow, his aura wilted instantly.

"Cornered beast struggles!"

Canglang Demon King spat human words, his claws on the second forward strike abruptly solidifying further.

The aura from the three Thunderous blades reached a terrifying extent.

The bloodied Old City Lord admitted he absolutely couldn’t face this attack head-on, turned into flowing light, retreating explosively downwards towards the Celestial Star Array.

Taking a breather by the array, ingesting some elixirs to regulate for a moment, he could still fight.

The Celestial Star Array wouldn’t be easily breached.

But what the Old City Lord never anticipated was that his escape technique was forcibly halted mid-air.

Countless cyan seals unknowingly climbed onto his legs, like a quagmire; they trapped him in mid-air, leaving him unable to advance or retreat.