mtl008 Chapter 2437
Chapter 2437
However, just as these strange cultivators who had miraculously escaped were about to be swept away and completely annihilated by the dark blade light unleashed by the demon Qiu Zixian, whoosh—
A vast and unparalleled eerie aura suddenly erupted, and a gigantic demonic hand covered in jet-black scales and imbued with the Daoist essence of immortality pierced through the endless black mist, blocking the fleeing army like a mountain pressing down. Strange runes flowed on the palm, radiating a terrifying pressure that suppressed heaven and earth.
Boom boom boom—!
A series of earth-shattering void tremors and explosions resounded throughout the universe. Violent energy shockwaves swept in all directions. Where the dark blade light collided with the demonic hand, sparks flew everywhere. Demonic energy and soul-devouring power were annihilated in a frenzy. The void was torn apart with spiderweb-like cracks, and even the strange, turbid air around was blown away by the shockwaves.
As the smoke and dust cleared, the several sword beams that Qiu Zixian had unleashed had all vanished, but the Void Demon Hand remained completely still, without even the slightest damage. It still hovered in the void, emanating a chilling aura.
It was only delayed for a moment by this brief obstruction.
The tens of thousands of fleeing, eerie troops grasped at straws, leaping up with all their might, staggering as they pounced on the back of the giant void crocodile in the distance, collapsing to the ground, their faces as pale as paper, their bodies trembling, and cold sweat pouring down their faces.
Many people looked back at the scythe-wielding demon in the void, their eyes filled with a mixture of relief at surviving the ordeal and a deep-seated fear.
"This is terrifying... She's only at the Void Reversal Realm, yet her close-combat experience completely overwhelms Commander Shadow!"
"If the Shadow Commander hadn't been killed on the spot by her, the Thousand Image Shadow Puppet Demon Formation would never have collapsed so easily! She's too strong. Although she's not a god or demon, she fights with more ferocity than gods and demons. She's practically fighting like she doesn't care about her life!"
"In this battle for destiny, the cultivator civilization has actually produced so many powerful new generation figures... How are we supposed to win against those white-haired demon gods, ghost-faced demons, and that six-armed goddess demon who can temporarily break through the rules of nothingness and unleash the Eightfold Radiance of the Bright Moon?"
……
The murmurs rose and fell, each strange cultivator's tone filled with despair and helplessness.
Leading one-on-one battles and vying for destiny, victory and defeat are commonplace. They are not sore losers, nor are they afraid of death.
However, defeat never means total annihilation, but rather a strategic retreat, admitting defeat and preserving one's own strength to seek opportunities for battle later.
But now, a combined force of 108,000 was completely slaughtered by the enemy, without even a chance to catch their breath. Moreover, they couldn't find a way to break the deadlock. Even the most frenzied and bizarre creatures were unwilling to die in vain when they saw no hope.
As expected, with the Shadow's crushing defeat and the complete annihilation of the combined forces, the many strange commanders on the command platform on the Void Crocodile's back all showed despair and hung their heads in defeat. Their originally fierce fighting spirit had now dissipated without a trace, leaving only deep fear and powerlessness.
"What, Eternal Night?"
In the void, June stood atop the command platform, her robes fluttering, her body radiating Daoist energy. Her indifferent voice, imbued with immense Daoist power, pierced through the murky air and resounded throughout the battlefield, carrying undisguised mockery.
"Weren't you so arrogant and smug just now? Why didn't you send more people to join the battle? Why did you stop?"
"Hahaha..." June burst into laughter, a triumphant laugh that echoed throughout the world, carrying the smugness of a victor.
"People say that a smile doesn't disappear, it just moves on—but now it seems that this smile has completely moved onto my face!"
After laughing, he composed himself, his tone becoming serious, and he solemnly ordered Qiu Zixian in the void: "Zixian, retreat back to your own territory, recuperate and restore your true essence and magical power, and do not linger in battle!"
"Yes, Commander!"
A hoarse voice came from the masked demon's mouth. As soon as he finished speaking, the demon, which blotted out the sky and resembled a dark cloud, instantly shed its demonic mist and revealed its true form.