Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 902 - 690: The Great War Between Two Worlds, Ice Demon Race

PS: I forgot to make changes in the morning, sorry.

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Thump, thump, thump!!

The war drums echoed, and within the crevices of the void appeared scenes from the opposing world.

In the void, on each of the gigantic battle islands, black drums one after another were set up. The drums were dozens of zhang in size, their surfaces forged from ancient beast hide, inscribed with eerie demon patterns. Standing in front were towering cultivators, holding a drumstick in each hand.

They swung the drumsticks in their hands, striking heavily on the drum surfaces, producing terrifying sounds. The dominating demonic melodies spread in all directions like ripples on water.

The demon patterns on the war drums flickered, countless demon god phantoms appeared in the void, and innumerable demon shadows flickered, transforming into horrifying images.

Affected by the demonic sounds, the Demon Race cultivators present had blood-red eyes, bursting with terrifying ferocity, roaring as they began to invade the Purple Mansion World through the crevice.

Countless Demon Race cultivators surged forward, forming a terrifying tide, generating a formidable momentum.

The auras of innumerable cultivators combined, their energies skyrocketing, destroying everything in their path, shattering everything, ripping everything apart.

"Star Pagoda, get ready!!"

In the Purple Mansion World, the command came from the Star Hall, "Star Divine Thunder, release!!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz!!

In the void, each towering Star Pagoda flashed with light, myriad patterns flickered and changed, the starlight in the void twisted and transformed, endlessly absorbed and refined, transforming into a terrifying aura that was infused into the pagodas.

The aura on the pagodas ascended, countless mysterious lights flickering, vast power congregating at the top of the pagoda, a dazzling and brilliant star formed, transforming into Star Divine Thunder.

One Star Divine Thunder emerged from the Star Divine Thunder Treasure Pagoda and then was launched out, smashing toward the enemies. In an instant, it expanded into something dozens of zhang in size, with ancient patterns on it, transforming into a golden light, striking toward the Demon Race cultivators.

One after another, the Star Divine Thunder bombarded the enemies.

It exploded within the ranks of the Demon Race cultivators' army, causing destruction wherever it landed, countless casualties ensued.

"Endless Celestial Fire!"

"Frozen Star River!"

"Death Celestial Calamity!"

"Destructive Flames!" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Endless Sword Qi!"

The void resounded, other sects too engaged their war weapons, evolving into terrifying killing moves, blasting at the enemies.

Countless Demon Race cultivators fell, yet countless more charged forward, copious amounts of demonic blood cascaded in all directions. The void above poured down a thick rain of blood.

Wave after wave!!

The battle had just begun, immediately entering a fever pitched state. Although it was just an initial clash, a probing encounter of sorts, mere skirmishes of cannon fodder troops, it was still fought with intense fervor, fierce beyond measure.

The Ten Great Sects wielded their fierce war weapons aggressively and brutally.

The Eight Great Saint Races, along with the Undead Race cultivators, et cetera, displayed a fearless tenacity, continually charging forward, as soon as one frontline cultivator fell, another instantly took their place, unceasingly advancing, closing the distance to the battle front with astonishing speed every moment.

The distance between both sides narrowed rapidly, quickly closing into close-quarter combat.

From Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Purple Mansion, all the way to the highest Harmonization Great Power, and Tribulation Crosser Powerhouse, both sides slaughtered one another. Any strategies and tactics became redundant and useless, all that remained was to employ every means possible to directly kill the enemy. No one could escape the fray, no one could avoid any of it.

In different locations, both sides bloodily clashed against one another.

"The battle has commenced, even I cannot escape it... though the world is vast, there isn't a place I can hide!" Watching this scene, Lu Xuanji's emotions surged, his steps flickered, and he quickly dove into the battlefield.

His figure flickered, transforming into a stream of light, the Nine-Colored Divine Saber flashed, slashing downward, instantly killing a Void Refining cultivator on the spot. Another flash of sword light followed, in the void transforming into a destructive ray, annihilating everything, tearing apart the enemy's body, another Void Refining Great Power was slain.

Lu Xuanji constantly altered his form, charging and slashing through the enemy ranks where his sword light reached, Void Refining cultivators fell one after another. His speed was fast and steady, his methods domineering and ruthless.

However, the Demon Race cultivators weren't pushovers, they formed tight military formations, all sorts of magic rained down like torrential rain; some Demon Race cultivators wielded long sabers, unleashing sword qi hundreds of zhang long; other Demon Race cultivators emitted a furious roar, causing pitch-black ice and snow to appear before them, freezing everything; yet other Demon Race cultivators manifested flames, burning everything.

Ice and fire intertwined, wind and thunder surged, toxic gas crept in, sword qi ripped the void, long sabers continuously slashed, the sprawling attacks converged into a sea, bombarding toward Lu Xuanji.

They fearlessly advanced, pressing step by step, countless blood streaks flashed, bombing forward, relentless without any emotion.

Kill! Kill! Kill!!

Their only thought, was to kill and slaughter all the Human Race cultivators before them.

One fell after another, yet they continued charging.

In the slaughter, nearby cultivators dwindled at alarming speed, being constantly torn apart by the Demon Race cultivators, the cultivators in the Purple Mansion Realm slowly retreated.

As Demon Race cultivators fell one by one, Lu Xuanji's eyebrows twitched, faintly feeling a killing intent locking onto him, seemingly ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

He panted slightly, his magical power depleting rapidly, in such a large-scale battle, his own drain also drastically increased.

"Heaven and Earth Furnace, smelt all things!"

Lu Xuanji sensed the swift depletion of his magical power within, having already consumed more than half, feared that in less than half an hour, his magical power would be entirely depleted. Activating his secret technique, the void echoed with explosive sounds,

His entire body seemed to transform into an enormous black hole, madly absorbing from all around, instantly countless primordial qi, shattered flesh and blood were all refined into the black hole, converted into his own sustenance, the previously depleted magical power rapidly restored back to its peak state.

In a flicker of the void, a Harmonization Cultivator appeared, standing quite tall, approximately 1.85 meters in height, wearing Ice and Snow Battle Armor, on which was engraved an Ice and Snow Magical Beast, its aura ancient and commanding.

This Harmonization Great Power was an Ice Demon Race cultivator, appearing on the scene as if winter had descended.

Endless Ice and Snow Realm descended into the world, within a hundred meters around became absolute zero, transforming into a domain of ice and snow, freezing everything. Some low level cultivators couldn't dodge in time, instantly frozen into ice sculptures, their life force dissipating, perishing then and there.

The fortunate survivors instinctively distanced themselves, horror evident in their expressions.

The Ice Demon Race cultivator spoke, "I am an Ice Demon Race cultivator, Xue Wuhen!"