Chapter 927: Chapter 562: Renown Shakes the Cosmos, Calm After the Storm (9/9 Bonus)

At the border between the Western Desert Divine Continent and the Northern Region Divine Continent, facing the retreat of the Demon Clan army, the Human Race army immediately rose up to fight fiercely.

Even though they had already gained a significant advantage, the Human Race army dared not advance too recklessly.

This was because the Human Race higher-ups, led by Flower Yingying and Shang Yaoqin, were worried: the World Devouring Demon Lord might suddenly appear in the Western Desert Divine Continent and catch them all in one fell swoop.

They... feared the Xuan Guangqiao!

The sky was blood-red, the earth decayed and broken.

Bodies littered the field, blood flowed like driftwood, remnants scattered everywhere.

Bo Nianrou, situated far at the back, felt frustrated.

Because she watched as the Human Race army obviously had a significant advantage, yet due to the fear of Xuan Guangqiao’s presence, dared not completely overwhelm the Demon Clan army.

Even a child who has attended school could understand that now is the best time to annihilate the Demon Clan army; with some effort, they could even reclaim the Western Desert Divine Continent!

But the Human Race did not dare to gamble, nor could they afford to!

The Dream Sword hummed, eager to be unsheathed and drink blood.

The Reverse River surged violently, angered and agitated.

Bo Nianrou deeply felt the reputation of Xuan Guangqiao, she gritted her teeth, her eyes flaring with rage:

"Just because of your existence, the Demon Clan can retreat if defending, advance if attacking, it infuriates me, Xuan! Guang! Qiao!"

On another side.

Blood-red lightning bolts descended from the sky, striking down.

Green wooden hurricanes emerged from the ground, isolating all things.

A lineup of Demon Saints stood in the air, guarding their position and protecting the army.

Further away, the Demon Clan masters, led by Overlord, burned themselves to cover the rear for the army.

Xuanxi sat on the back of the Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon, her little white face full of reluctance.

Defeated.

The Demon Clan army actually lost.

They were even forced into a hasty retreat by the Human Race.

At this moment, Xuanxi felt the Silver Armor Dragon Scale Armor pierced by the Creator Saint and tightly gripped the Gallbladder Bright Silver Spear once used by the Creator Saint. A wave of extreme courage arose spontaneously.

"Human Race Destiny? Hmph." She suddenly turned back, gazing at the brutal battlefield behind her.

Suddenly, a fierce fire burned within her heart.

She madly screamed within: "We will return, we definitely will return, we will surely crush the Northern Region!"

...

The dragon roar echoed, Li Jianqiu transformed into a red Luck Flood Dragon, roaming at the back, cleaning up the aftermath.

Of course, the main reason was she didn’t want her trusted subordinates to perish in this great battle.

Cold winds blew past, the air filled with the scent of bloody rain.

Li Jianqiu’s pair of Flood Dragon eyes narrowed, the fate of all things seemed to emerge in her view, none could escape.

Just like back then, she relied on such Luck Tao divine power to directly defeat the young Creator Saint.

"Found Qingxue... Qingxue’s situation is not good, better save her first."

Her Flood Dragon eyes shone brightly, flicking its tail, Li Jianqiu immediately dashed southward.

In the southern area, Ji Qingxue revealed her Snow Flood Dragon original body, lying in a pool of blood.

Now, her consciousness was hazy, vaguely she seemed to see her sister Snow Moon Demon Saint arriving.

"Am I going to die? Truly unwilling, haven’t avenged my sister yet..."

Ji Qingxue’s eyelids drooped, wanting to close and just sleep.

But she gritted her teeth, persisting with sheer willpower.

Cannot die, cannot die, must avenge her sister before she can die peacefully!

But the transformation of events does not shift according to a demon’s will, her body continued to grow cold, becoming more illusionary.

At this moment, she heard an extremely familiar calling.

"Qingxue!"

It’s Jianqiu!

Thump––

Ji Qingxue’s eyes, which were about to completely close, opened wide upon truly seeing Li Jianqiu arrive, and then she closed her eyes in peace.

Such aftermath clearance was common within the Demon Clan army.

Therefore, the medical Demon Saints, led by Wei Qin at the rear, became increasingly busy!

In the dark, two ancient Demon Clan consciousnesses silently observed everything.

"The Human Race is indeed not to be underestimated, no wonder the Great Saint instructed us to advance slowly."

"Compared to the Northern Region Divine Continent, the Western Desert Divine Continent is indeed somewhat dilapidated and withered."

"Looking at this, the Eastern Wilderness, Southern Border, and Central Region Divine Continent are even more challenging."

"No need to hurry, everything is under the Great Saint’s control, we just need to follow orders."

...

The sky was dimly blood-tinted, chaos flowed within the space cracks.

Even more perilous was the obscure Great Unity Wind.

Once the Great Unity Wind arose, it swept all things, eroding the Immortal Aperture.

This is a technique of mutual destruction that any Saint of the two clans, if they have strength left, could employ.

In truth, the sacrifice of oneself to invoke the Great Unity Wind is a very precious and rare secret technique.

If it weren’t for the advent of this great era, and the wars of the two clans being incited, there wouldn’t be so many Saints able to invoke the Great Unity Wind.

At this moment.

Hong Yuan stood upon a massive Aqua-blue Phoenix Divine Appearance.

The Aqua-blue Phoenix Divine Appearance flapped its wings, moving extremely fast, carrying him to various directions.

Just as Li Jianqiu needed to search and rescue her subordinates after the battle, Hong Yuan also had to search and rescue numerous saints from the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent.

Otherwise, becoming a lone wolf, don’t even mention plotting for the Human Tribe Leader position, even grasping the righteous path of the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent would be exceedingly difficult.

There were many Human Race saints like him.

Anyone with strength remaining was rendering combat assistance.

"Friend Hong."

"Friend Wu."

In a space where three layers intertwined with chaotic streams and endless flames, Hong Yuan met Wu Changlong.

At this moment, Wu Changlong rode a Dragon Horse, donned heavy armor, wielded the Void Triton, stood in the void, his eyes coldly surveying the surroundings.