Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 533 - 261: Reversal of the Situation! Great Abyssal Demonic Array!_1
Everyone was shocked.
Three Demon Lords had failed to withstand a single strike from the Golden Giant? They were annihilated in an instant, turning into a rain of blood that filled the sky.
The vast showers of light were condensed from the pure power of the stars, containing such terrifying force that not even the bodies of Lords could withstand it.
What kind of city *is* this?
"Attack again!" one of the Demon Lords roared, his eyes flashing with shrewd certainty. "There’s no way they can use an attack of that level a second time so soon!"
If that city were truly so powerful, the Human Race would have used it long ago. They never would have waited until now.
Hearing his words, many of the Lords agreed. Immediately, five more tore through the void and rushed forward, unleashing a rolling tide of Demonic Qi to utterly destroy Zhenmo City.
BOOM!
Huge stars revolved in the Golden Giant’s hands, rumbling as they spun faster and faster, igniting a dense array of brilliant motes of light. These motes fell and instantly transformed into a shower of light, converging into a vast ocean that then became a raging torrent, which surged toward the massive Lords whose rolling Demonic Qi eclipsed the sky.
The murky void was illuminated, becoming resplendently, dazzlingly bright.
The pupils of the Lords shrank. Their bodies screeched to a halt in the void, and they immediately turned to flee.
But it was already too late.
The terrifying torrent pierced through the air like a cataclysmic flood, its might earth-shattering. Countless streaks of light instantly penetrated the bodies of the Lords. Their bodies were riddled with holes like sieves as beams of light burst out from within them, tearing their flesh and their very spirits apart.
Several more Lords fell.
At that moment, the expression on every face on the battlefield changed.
This is too terrifying... Is this Zhenmo City? The divine city that the Sanqing Saint Heir designed in less than half a month?
"Excellent! Truly excellent!" a Human Race Saint shouted, his battle lust surging. The power of Zhenmo City had far exceeded their expectations. This was the first time they had seen it in this form, displaying such divine might and capable of killing Demon Lords in an instant.
It was truly worthy of being called a supreme divine city, forged from the combined foundations of every Immortal Sect in the Nanzhou Immortal Alliance.
Damn it, what the hell is this thing?
The expressions of the Demon Race powerhouses turned ugly, their gazes toward Zhenmo City filled with doubt and fear.
A divine city of such terrifying power... We’re afraid not even our Initial Demon City could compare, even if it were fully restored. Where did the Human Race get such a deep foundation? Could it be a divine treasure left over from ancient times?
"Impossible! I don’t believe it! Send more warriors! We will definitely destroy that city this time!" the same Lord shrieked, his voice hoarse. But this time, no one responded. He was only met with stares one would give an idiot.
If you want to go, go yourself! Don’t drag us down with you if you’re looking for a death wish!
Cultivation is not easy, and this was true for both the Human and Demon Races. Even for the demons, who relied almost entirely on innate talent, growing to full maturity and completely awakening their bloodline’s power was no simple feat.
Countless pure-blooded geniuses died young, never living to become Lords.
No one wanted to die like this.
Who would dare gamble that Zhenmo City couldn’t strike again?
At that moment, the fighting spirit of the Human Race surged. Their morale reignited, they charged toward the Demon Race.
Chaotic battles raged across heaven and earth.
Waves of cheers and the cries of battle reached Wang Xiu’s ears, but he felt no surprise.
Zhenmo City was forged from the combined heritage of all the Immortal Sects within the Nanzhou Immortal Alliance. Its prototype was the Primordial Divine City from the ancient era. Although this was just a replica, it had been created for the sole purpose of this battle.
Saint Realm powerhouses were indeed boundlessly strong, but they were never on Zhenmo City’s list of threats. Otherwise, the city would have no reason to exist. From the very beginning, Zhenmo City was designed to contend on the highest-level battlefields, powerful enough to play a significant role even in fights at the Earth Immortal level.
To achieve this, the great Immortal Sects had even contributed their most treasured, foundational resources. For example, there was the Demon-Reflecting Mirror, an Earth Immortal Instrument, and the Star Position Divine Cannon. Though the latter was not an Earth Immortal Instrument, its power was no less than one.
RUMBLE!
Thunderous rumbles echoed from the Chaos mist in the distance. The Golden Giant began to move. It no longer poured out a continuous stream of star power. Instead, it raised both arms high. On each arm, as massive as a mountain range, a large, cold cannon barrel materialized.
Then it aimed them distantly toward the battlefield.
The Magma Lord’s heart instantly seized with terror. He felt himself being targeted. The scalding Demon Flames engulfing his body dimmed, and for the first time in his life, he knew the taste of true, heart-freezing fear.
He had been locked in fierce combat with a Human Race Saint, but now, his will to fight completely vanished. He stopped his all-out assault and shifted to a defensive posture. A great deal of his concentration was now diverted to the distant cannon barrel aimed at him.
He had a premonition that once the enemy attacked, if he failed to dodge, he would most likely share the same fate as the three Lords who had just been annihilated.
In a battle of this level, any small factor could change the entire outcome. A loss of courage and plummeting morale were far from minor factors.
The Human Race Saint he was fighting sensed his opponent’s hesitation in an instant. The Saint didn’t hesitate for a second, unleashing his full power. His body blazed with immortal light as countless runes filled the vast void, causing it to rumble. With a wave of his hand, he scattered thousands of brilliant motes, like golden fireworks. They transformed into one Golden Crow after another, their fiery light streaking toward the Magma Giant.
