Chapter 910 - 555: Sea of Suffering

Chapter 910: Chapter 555: Sea of Suffering

The Golden Core Sword Cultivator looked at the demon before him.

The Sword Intent on his body soared straight into the heavens.

Behind him lay the corpses of one Cultivator after another who had fallen in battle.

In front of them stood one hideous monster after another.

"Demon, come!"

"This sword, I have honed for thirty years."

The sword light burst forth, dazzling and resplendent.

The brilliant radiance cleaved open a massive gash on the demon’s body.

One could almost see its bright red viscera.

However, after this strike, the Golden Core Sword Cultivator’s face turned pale, his breath ragged.

"Roar!"

One monster after another crawled out from the abyss, their visages twisted to the extreme.

His Dantian True Essence was exhausted.

The Sword Cultivator held his sword, standing alone before the horde of demons.

His figure was solitary and desolate.

"Boom————"

A mechanical roar resounded above the clouds.

A cold, clear female voice rang out.

"All Cultivators, hear the order, fall back."

From within the clouds, a ferocious steel behemoth drilled its way out.

"What is that!?"

"It is the joint creation of several masters of puppetry, Qi Refining, Arrays, talismans, augmentations, and Beast Taming."

"And it is the pinnacle war crystallization funded by the Demon Pavilion Immortal Sect Dynasty and the Hundred Arts Association."

"The Celestial Sword Series!?"

"Rumor has it the blueprints came from the Ancestor himself!"

"This is its first manifestation."

In the sky above.

There was a massive Warship.

Above the great ship, a group of figures in white robes looked down upon the earth with aloof, icy gazes.

"Demons truly are ugly."

"Celestial Sword No. 3, charge up."

"Lock on—fire!"

In the belly of the Warship, deep within a huge, thick cannon.

The next second.

Countless Spirit Stones shattered.

On the great ship, Arrays were activated, talismans manifested, augmentation patterns began to run.

There were even auxiliary small Spirit Beasts beating their wings desperately, using their Innate Divine Techniques to command raging winds and steady the ship’s body.

"Boom————————"

The massive pillar of light was like a Celestial Sword falling from the heavens, like Divine Fire descending to earth.

The blazing crimson Divine radiance annihilated all things in an instant.

Several Level 4 Demons, equivalent to the Nascent Soul, were wiped out in a flash.

The colossal light pillar plunged into the mist without the slightest restraint.

The Divine Arrow loosed by the Celestial God pierced through the endless fog.

Slaughtering demons without number.

"That is!!!"

"This is the War Weapons our Celestial Gate specially developed for large-scale demons!"

At this moment, streaks of Flowing Light flew toward the battlefield.

The wounded Cultivators were carried away.

Healing pills were shoved into their mouths as though they cost nothing.

On the Warship.

The white-robed figure stood upon a flying sword, looking at the Cultivators falling below.

His expression was complicated.

"Counterattack!"

With a single command.

On the lower two decks of the Warship.

Mechanical sounds rang out again and again as one lift-gate after another opened.

Blocks of meteoric iron dropped straight down to the ground.

On these meteoric iron blocks were countless patterns; in the span of a single breath they unfolded, transforming into humanoid puppets.

The puppets’ eyes flashed with red light; they drew greatswords and headed toward the battlefield.

In the distance.

A cluster of meteors streaked across the horizon.

Sword Qi cleaved apart the mists.

One figure after another descended with sword in hand, and with each impact on the ground, a majestic Sword Dao strike erupted.

Their Divine Swords danced in the air like Wandering Dragons, restraining the demons.

Every one of them was a Sword Dao Master!

Sword Cultivators of the Four Great Sword Sects!

"Roar!!"

One figure after another fell from the sky, transforming midair into massive bestial bodies, pouncing upon these enormous demons.

The Demon Pavilion!

In the sky, endless sword shadows flickered once more.

The myriad Divine Swords gleamed with the power of Wind-Fire-Thunder and lightning.

This was the offensive Secret Technique of the Immortal Pavilion.

And all around, the ground shook as if with an earthquake.

From within the mists, the figures of soldiers appeared one after another.

They lit Dawn Lamps used to dispel the mists.

Behind them lay endless demon corpses.

Three great generals rose into the air, their sword tips pointing at the demons.

"At all costs! Annihilate them all!"

The Imperial Dynasty’s army had somehow appeared within the fog, encircling all the demons.

"Take my Old Sunx’s staff!"

Golden Light flared as a Thousand Jin Rod extended to tear through the sky.

Then it dropped swiftly.

The earth shattered.

A demon was smashed to death in an instant.

"Sword, come!"

Sword light flickered.

The white-robed figure landed in the distance; behind him, several demons had been beheaded by Divine Swords.

"Hmph."

At the same time, a soft snort sounded.

Several more demons transformed into ice sculptures; the ice statues shattered, ice crystals scattering.

A hundred years of development.

This Cultivation Civilization of the Four Directions and Five Realms finally revealed its edge in this world for the first time.

And their opponents were these demons at the Ancestor Realm.

Even if these demons could hardly be called Ancestors, merely managing to barely reach the Nascent Soul Realm in Life Level.

It was still the difference of having advanced.

Any being at the Golden Core Level would find it hard to even fight back against such existences.

But the Four Directions and Five Realms were different.

Mighty Sword Cultivators.

Mysterious Arrays.

Precise War Weapons.

The Military Array Battle Technique of a people united as one.

These allowed this group of Cultivators, most no more than the Golden Core Realm, to contend with over a hundred powerful demons.

There were even three Nascent Soul Cultivators rampaging among them.

All of them had received the Ancestor’s personal teachings.

Placed within the Cultivation Great World, they were almost invincible among their peers.

How could such demons be compared to them?

"Interesting."

"Interesting."

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the distance.

Sunx Wudao, Zhou Ming, and Zhaoo Ji all snapped their heads up at almost the same instant.

A vast aura surged wantonly through the sky.

Linked by this power, all the dead Level 4 Demons suddenly regained Vitality and breath.

Their Cultivation actually began to soar out of thin air.

"Roar!!"

On their backs, countless arms began to grow once more.