Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 919 - 698: Assault on the Feather Demon Race (Part 2)
Lu Xuanji comforted, "Xiaoxue, the situation won't deteriorate like that..."
Shi Xue said, "Look, they have already arrived!"
Lu Xuanji looked up, only to see the sky turning pitch black, with one black cloud after another appearing in succession, continuously sweeping over, pressing onto the void, enshrouding the territory of the Feather Demon Race.
In the black clouds, terrifying auras appeared one after another.
These were the auras of Tribulation Crossing, about a hundred Tribulation Crossing Great Powers descended here, among them three auras were the most terrifying, precisely at the Ninth Layer of Tribulation Crossing.
In the void, endless flames were burning, with battleships one after another, stretching on endlessly, dignified and imposing, on the battleships stood a group of cultivators from the Demon Race, exuding an aura of flames, precisely cultivators from the Flame Demon Race. Their auras were domineering, carrying an aura of destruction, descending in the east.
Endless ice was surging, this ice surged, able to freeze the void, a group of cultivators from the Demon Race wearing Ice Battle Armor appeared in the west, precisely cultivators from the Ice Demon Race.
In the southern direction, a group of tall cultivators appeared, generally about 1.8 meters tall, the men were heroic and domineering, stunningly charming, their faces engraved with ancient Demon Patterns, with a single horn on their heads, precisely cultivators from the Horned Demon Race;
In the northwest, a group of Demon Race cultivators appeared, their bodies like white jade, crystal clear and bright, their aura like beautiful jade, precisely cultivators from the Jade Demon Race.
The Blood Demon Race, Spirit Demon Race, Three-Eyed Demon Race, and other powerful races appeared one after another, descending here, beginning to besiege the Feather Demon Race.
Hahaha!
In the void, destructive energy burst forth, flames burned, ice froze, thunderbolts attacked, wild winds ravaged, the Power of the Stars collided, waves of destruction swept over, blood-colored energy swept through, Magical Treasures soared across the sky attacking the enemy.
The battle erupted completely!
The Undead Race, leading the Seven Great Saint Races, along with numerous upper races, began attacking the Feather Demon Race.
This fierce battle commenced quickly.
As soon as the battle started, the Feather Demon Race was retreating continuously, countless cultivators were killed, countless territories fell, quickly falling into a desperate situation.
One race's power against the siege of countless great races, how could there be any chance of victory?
...
In the Cave Mansion, the Great Emperor Du Ling opened his eyes, a trace of despair and helplessness flashed in them.
"Alas, the worst outcome has still appeared, and the situation is more desperate than I anticipated. The moment I released the Slave Seal, was when the Undying Demon Monarch sensed it. The Undying Demon Monarch began to rage, began to suppress the rebellion, he would not allow me to lose control, nor would he allow my Feather Demon Race to lose control!"
"In the end, the grand army descended, starting to exterminate the traitors, beginning to suppress and destroy the Feather Demon Race!"
The Great Emperor Du Ling sighed, "It seems continuing as a servant allows one to live. This manner of living is indeed extremely stifling, but at least it's living, better to live on than to die... but I'm not willing..."
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, a domineering and powerful aura burst forth, the Mysteries of Ice and the Mysteries of Flame swept through.
The two wings on his back transformed, one wing turned red, condensing the Mysteries of Flame, resembling burning flames; the other wing turned blue, condensing the Mysteries of Ice, resembling endless ice.
Water and Fire Wings appeared behind him, exuding a domineering and destructive aura.
The Great Emperor Du Ling appeared in the void, channeling Magical Power into the Grand Array, with intense rumblings, in the city there were countless patterns being activated, countless runes flashing, destructive auras burst forth, dazzling lights flashing, resembling bright stars twinkling.
A domineering aura began to sweep in, resembling the descent of a supreme Emperor.
The Arrays of Duling City were activated, the Arrays in the territory of the Feather Demon Race were activated, resembling a supreme giant beast awakening. By relying on the power of the Arrays, they could forcibly withstand the siege of dozens of Tribulation Crossing Great Powers, this was both the heritage of the Feather Demon Race and one of the heritages as one of the Eight Great Saint Races.
The retreating cultivators of the Feather Demon Race began to withdraw into Duling City.
However, only a few elites managed to retreat into the city.
About ninety-eight percent of the clansmen couldn't retreat in time, encountered siege by many strong races, and died in the tribulation.
The battle began to display its bloody side immediately.
Boom boom boom!
Accompanied by intense rumblings, destructive sound waves echoed, the besieging enemies descended near Duling City.
Black clouds flashed, directly enveloping the city, layer upon layer, encircling it tightly, with no chance of escape.
About a dozen Tribulation Crossing Great Powers revealed their true forms, while some hid in ambush, or intercepted at important locations, quickly organizing forces for the final battle. As the battle reached this stage, the outcome was already determined.
It was just a matter of the cost.
Boom boom boom!
Eighteen Tribulation Crossing Great Powers struck out, unleashing a destructive attack in unison, frenzied energy swept forth.
The city's Grand Array shook violently, countless wave-like Array Patterns operated, the flowing light undulated and changed, forcibly weakening the incoming force, reducing the frenzied force by an immeasurable amount.
The eighteen Tribulation Crossing Great Powers exchanged glances, seemingly discussing something, confirming the final plan.
The last Great Power took out a treasure sword.
The sword was black, entirely dark and dull, without Array Patterns etched on it, without any ostentatious display, even the blade was not sharp, appearing extremely clumsy.
Yet this black sword was an Immortal Artifact.
"Strike!"
The eighteen Tribulation Crossing Great Powers exchanged glances, channeling their Magical Power, which flowed like water, into the black sword; the black sword operated, the ancient aura gradually recovered, simultaneously absorbing everyone's Magical Power, transforming into terrifying energy and constantly accumulating.
At the moment of accumulation reaching its peak, the black sword burst forth, transforming into a stream of light, striking the city's Array.
The city's Array of Duling City shook, resembling waves rippling, like a sponge oscillating, like an endless black hole swallowing everything. Most of the energy dissipated, part of it absorbed by the Array, yet still, residual energy struck above.
The city suffered damage, countless Array Patterns shattered, Array Nodes broke, Array Flags shattered.
The city's Grand Array's light dimmed significantly, shaking and wobbly.
"Take action!"
The Great Emperor Du Ling commanded.
Immediately in the void, hundreds of Array Masters appeared, moving to different corners, taking out some materials, beginning to inscribe and repair the broken Array Patterns.
Simultaneously, the Great Emperor Du Ling began activating backup Arrays, countless Arrays were activated, countless lights flashed, golden light flickered and transformed, continuing to operate.
The initially dim City Defense Array continued to emit dazzling light, a domineering aura sweeping forth.
The cultivators of the Feather Demon Race cheered, shouting loudly, seemingly celebrating something.
Or perhaps comforting themselves, believing the Feather Demon Race could hold on.
The Tribulation Crossing Great Powers outside watched this scene, their expressions unchanged, continuing to activate the black sword Immortal Artifact, the black sword erupted, powerful force bursting forth, wave after wave, then attacked, continuing to assault the city.
Boom boom boom!
Continuous attacks, countless city Arrays shattered, countless Spirit Veins depleted, countless materials depleted.
Both sides were in a stalemate, it remained to be seen who could hold out longer. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
After more than a dozen attacks, even Tribulation Crossing Cultivators were exhausted of Magical Power.
Immediately, these eighteen Tribulation Crossing Cultivators retreated, withdrawing from the battlefield; then another eighteen Tribulation Crossing appeared, joining forces, channeling Magical Power into the Immortal Artifact, activating the power of the black sword, continuing to bombard.
