Chapter 1092 - 736: Sweeping Across the Demon Race

Chapter 1092: Chapter 736: Sweeping Across the Demon Race

The Dark Moon Wolf King’s ultimate skill!

Shen Xuan had anticipated this, and he was unfazed, not taking the blow head-on.

As the silver light came close to his body, his figure slightly swayed and then vanished on the spot.

Fake Spatial Divine Power [Yin Yang Walking]!

"Swoosh!"

[Spirit Devouring Moon Beam] pierced through the afterimage, shooting into the distant ground and creating a pit several feet deep, with lingering Moon Erosion Power slowly spreading.

Shen Xuan’s figure appeared in the void above the Dark Moon Wolf King’s head.

His sleeves lightly swayed.

More than ten Ice Soul Spirit Crystals shot out, floating in the air around the Dark Moon Wolf King.

With a slight move of his Divine Thought, the Ice Soul Spirit Crystals exploded in unison!

They transformed into hundreds of Dark Ice Fish, vivid and lively, wagging their tails as if swimming through the deep sea.

They obscured the sky within a range of several hundred feet, blocking the bright moonlight and completely sealing off this space.

The Dark Moon Wolf King’s expression changed dramatically, its body flashing rapidly with silver light as it again used [Moon Shadow Escape].

"Speed!"

Shen Xuan pointed with his combined fingers, his voice like the clash of cold iron.

Hundreds of Dark Ice Fish simultaneously wagged their tails, turning into blue cold beams that ripped through the void, shooting towards the Dark Moon Wolf King from all directions!

The speed reached the extreme, their trajectories mysterious and unfathomable, carrying the ultimate cold that could freeze everything.

No matter how the Dark Moon Wolf King used [Moon Shadow Escape] or formed multiple [Phantom Clones],

it could not escape this Cold Domain space.

Each time its true body was forced to appear, it was assailed by hundreds of Dark Ice Fish.

The wolf’s claws swung, moon beams spewed forth.

However, there were simply too many.

No matter how many Dark Ice Fish the Dark Moon Wolf King shattered, there were always more waiting for it.

The power of extreme cold continuously eroded its demon body, slowing its movements, and freezing its demon power.

As the relentless Dark Ice Fish kept attacking, the Dark Moon Wolf King’s movements became slower and slower.

Frost formed on its wolf fur.

After more than a hundred breaths.

The Dark Moon Wolf King was completely frozen, its vitality cut off.

Its corpse was collected into Shen Xuan’s beast bag.

On the battlefield, silence reigned.

The howling night wind seemed frozen.

The demon army, numbering in the tens of thousands, felt fear in their hearts, chilled to the bone.

...

Shen Xuan sat cross-legged, crushing four Upper Grade Ice Spirit Stones, replenishing his magical power.

"Our side, Shen Ruoxing, is willing to fight again! Do you demon race dare to answer the challenge?"

True Monarch Suxue’s Dao voice sounded again, clearly spreading across the battlefield.

Both human and demon sides, countless cultivators and demon soldiers, were shaken to their core upon hearing this.

True Master Gu Guang looked at the static figure in the blue robe, his Dao Heart slightly wavered, losing the desire for competition completely.

What kind of person is this!

Slaying three major demon generals consecutively.

White-headed Eagle King, Winged Tiger King, Dark Moon Wolf King.

All were outstanding among the Demon Kings, with deep demon power, extraordinary talent, and vast divine powers.

Yet, Shen Ruoxing shattered them one by one, decisively and swiftly.

Looking again at Master Suxue, composed and relentless, continuously challenging...

Evidently having planned ahead, intending to sweep through the demon race’s top war general formations with unstoppable momentum.

To crush the morale of the demon army.

In this battle between human and demon races, could it really rely on this person to determine victory and expel the demon army, relieving Yueqi City’s hanging peril?

True Master Gu Guang felt surging emotions, becoming agitated uncontrollably.

The five people beside him were all radiant with excitement.

Even the gravely injured and gloomy Jing Wuming managed a rare smile.

...

In front of the demon army.

The vertical eye on the forehead of the Three-Eyed Thunder Peng Emperor flickered with light as it stared at the distant blue figure, its mind increasingly troubled.

"Patriarch! I request to fight!"

A sharp cry sounded beside him.

A Three-Eyed Thunder Roc King parted the demon crowd, stepping forward boldly, its gaze burning with battle intent.

This was the direct bloodline of the Thunder Peng Emperor, a Tier Three Top Grade Demon King, its strength comparable to the human race’s Golden Core attainment.

Just then, a buzzing sound was heard as a Bloodthirsty Poison Mosquito King flapped its thin wings and flew near: "Emperor Peng, I am willing to go, and drain this person’s Essence Blood!"

Both demons were prodigious talents searching for transformation opportunities in the military, their strength second only to the Demon Emperor.

The Three-Eyed Thunder Peng Emperor’s gaze swept over the two demons, deliberating for a moment before making a decision.

"Fei Peng, you go."

It looked at its own offspring, advising: "Remember, do not underestimate the enemy. This person is skilled at [Thunder Escape Technique] and likely excels in Thunder Techniques, be cautious in dealing with them. If things go awry, withdraw immediately, avoid pointless losses!"

"I understand!"

The Three-Eyed Thunder Roc King’s eyes flashed with thunderous light, letting out a high-pitched cry, grasping a Heaven-piercing Halberd that gleamed with cold light, it spread its wings, enveloped in dazzling thunder arcs, and shot towards the battlefield!

...

Time, amidst silent suffocation, stretched to be extraordinarily long.

Unnoticed, the sun rose and set, a whole day and night passed.

Countless eyes were fixed intently on the battlefield, watching those two fiercely fighting figures.

The human cultivators gathered on Yueqi City’s wall, the press of the demon army, all held their breath at that moment, daring not even to breathe heavily.

The battlefield had long been turned upside down.

The violent demon power waves, like surging tides, swept out in layers, plowing the ground into crisscrossing furrows, grinding remaining boulders and ancient trees to powder.

More terrifying were the green lightning bolts tearing through the sky, carrying a destructive aura, striking down occasionally.

Each one was as thick as a child’s arm, more than a hundred feet long, imposing and grand.

The Three-Eyed Thunder Roc King moved like lightning, appearing and disappearing in the air, its Heaven-piercing Halberd transforming into countless halberd shadows, its attacks like a torrential storm, unceasingly covering the blue figure on the ground.

At this point, Shen Xuan was no longer as composed as before.

His face was solemn, the Ice Soul Divine Sword flew like a Divine Dragon, meeting each lightning bolt and heavy halberd head-on.

Each clash of weapons erupted with a resounding clang of metal, the ground beneath cracked accordingly, his body shook repeatedly, retreating, carving deep furrows in the dust.