Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 615: The Ancient Heroic Spirit Appears

In that era, Yu Changfeng was touted as the strongest under the Emperor Realm.

It was not an empty claim. He had achieved Tao Verification multiple times, sublimated Emperor Weapons, and established a superpower like Fairy Valley. He had even invaded the Northern Border and Southern Region of the Demon Race and left behind a legacy of infamous battle achievements in the Western Wilderness. All this was enough to demonstrate his immense strength.

Alas, he was no longer the man he once was. His vitality had waned, and even his comprehension of the Tao was greatly diminishing. His memory seemed to have been devoured. It was understandable that a once-outstanding figure, who could even confront Emperor Realm experts, would gradually lose his edge over the long years.

He was somewhat exhausted. He was even a little scared. An inexplicable fear filled his heart…

Thus, Yu Changfeng stood tall in the Quasi-Emperor Realm. However, while facing the siege of the Demon Race's powerhouses, he suffered defeat after defeat, cursing and swearing inwardly.

"Yu Changfeng, where is your courage?"

"Yu Changfeng, where is your strength?"

"You are no longer the man you used to be…"

"Kill!"

Several Quasi-Emperor Realm powerhouses of the Demon Race attacked in concert, the cold glint in their eyes like countless sharp swords slashing down. They attacked with resurrected Divine Weapons, unleashed Divine Skills, and activated their Bloodline Power. A series of overwhelming attacks enveloped Yu Changfeng in an instant, swallowing him whole.

His face changed drastically as he continued to retreat. Especially when he heard their ridicule, his body stiffened and trembled slightly, but he was unable to retort. Yu Changfeng quickly brought out an ancient cauldron. Unfortunately, the attacking enemies were too strong. They wielded true Emperor Weapons, and the pervading Emperor Might, the very aura of Great Emperors, oppressively crushed down on everything.

In just a moment, Yu Changfeng was heavily injured. Vomiting blood, his body crashed heavily into a ruined mountainside.

「On the other side…」

Zi Ji was also in peril. The attacking Demon Race powerhouses were too numerous. She was gradually growing weaker; her small face was extremely pale, and her eyes, no longer clear, had become muddied and weary. She looked back at the collapsing terrain behind her, then out towards the vast world. Taking a deep breath and gritting her teeth, she charged into battle.

She could not retreat.

"Big brother, I can't hold on any longer!" Eight Treasures Chicken strained to shout.

Earth Chicken: "..."

Who the hell could withstand this?

Almost half of the entire Northern Border's Demon Race had arrived. A careful count suggested that if not a million, there were at least seven hundred thousand to eight hundred thousand of them. And that didn't even include the few Quasi-Emperor and Great Saint Realm powerhouses present. That they could hold out until now was already an achievement; any faction from the Southern Diaspora, even that damned Human Race Alliance, would not have lasted one hour here.

Perhaps it wouldn't be long…

Earth Chicken sighed softly.

What was that kid up to? Wasn't he full of confidence when he arrived? Where is he?

She had set up many arrays, but they were undone one by one by the Demon Race's army. Now, her energy was depleted, with at most ten minutes left.

She could no longer hold on.

"Where is that shabby creature?" Earth Chicken asked.

"It was just here a moment ago, it kept eating…" replied Eight Treasures Chicken.

"Find it and throw it out there! Fuck!" Earth Chicken was furious. Every member of the Qingfeng Clan was struggling in battle, yet Mao Qiu, that bastard, was actually still eating.

To think, that bastard is a Devouring Sky Beast! If it put in just a little effort, it could surely deter many from the Demon Race's army.

「Elsewhere on the battlefield…」

"That bull is formidable. Is it a Spiritual Beast?"

"It must be."

"Heh, not bad… I'll take this Spiritual Beast for myself," said a young Demon Race member, looking at the old ox with a smile.

「In another part of the chaos…」

AH! AH! AH! AH!

Wuxian cried out, his voice trembling, "Lord Demon Emperor, I'm going to die! I've no blood left; my blood has run dry!"

His body shook, his complexion pale.

Guang Xiaoyu remained unmoved, his gaze fixed intently in one direction: deep within Dayan.

Amidst the chaotic battlefield, another remained composed: Jiang Ni'er. She stood in a field where bones piled up like mountains, surrounded by the sounds of slaughter, the air thick with the foul smell of blood. Her white attire remained pristine, as if she did not belong to this bloodied battleground. No matter how chaotic the scene became, Jiang Ni'er seemed oblivious, her gaze fixed on the depths of Dayan.

The battles surrounding her were trivial. The true battlefield was where Chen Pingping confronted the Demon Emperor.

"Open the path, Lao Huang!" Jiang Ni'er called out.

MOO!

Lao Huang charged forward, ready to clear a path for Jiang Ni'er. She intended to enter the heart of Dayan.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, it's over…" Wuxian shivered. The blood flowing from his wrist was not only nourishing the half-stick of incense but also being wasted excessively. Worst of all, the half-stick of incense had shown no effect so far.

He seriously doubted its authenticity.

Nearby, Li Qi also looked on with concern. He feared Wuxian might kick the bucket but dared not interfere. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

This was Guang Xiaoyu's command.

BANG!

Suddenly, a faint red glint emerged from the crimson blood and was absorbed by the half-stick of incense.

Anan's eyes widened in shock as he exclaimed, "Great General Wuxian, I saw it!"

Wuxian: "…"

So you saw it, what are you yelling for? I wish I could kick this guy to death! Can't he see his General is dying?

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

In an instant, the world in Wuxian's view slowly quieted. He no longer heard the sounds of killing, the clash of Divine Weapons, the impact of attacks and Divine Skills, nor even the roars of the Demon Race in the distance.

It was so very quiet.

Wuxian heard a heartbeat. Strangely… it didn't seem to be his own.

A pair of demonic eyes suddenly blazed with golden Divine Brilliance. Strands of gold erupted from within him, a pulse emanating from the depths of his bloodline...

He... heard it.

It was the most ancient of voices, filled with the weight of years and vicissitudes, deep and hoarse, like chimes echoing from a distant, bygone era into this very place.

"Heavenly Supporter!" Wuxian slowly opened his mouth and uttered this word.

The half-stick of incense in his hand ignited. Curls of smoke swirled upwards, and in just a few breaths, it covered most of the battlefield. It continued to spread.

Guang Xiaoyu withdrew his gaze, fixing it intently on Wuxian.

Gales swept into the fray. At that moment, Wuxian's figure seemed to magnify infinitely. From within the somber expanse of the Heaven Domain, a beam of Divine Brilliance shone down. It cast his silhouette long and far—tens of meters, then hundreds, then thousands of meters...

BOOM!

The ground collapsed. A shadow hundreds of meters tall condensed from the ruins and materialized—it was an ancient King Kong.

No…

This was no ordinary King Kong. It was a mighty being, said to have emerged from the Chaotic Sea. This being was an ancestor of the Demon Emperor Clan who had participated in the war among the gods, torn Emperor Weapons apart with bare hands, and stood defiantly against the 'Big Shots.'

Its colossal form stood silently upon the rubble.

For a moment, the entire battlefield fell silent. Members of the Human Clan and Demon Race alike—everyone—turned their eyes this way. Looking at that towering figure, they were inexplicably shocked. What was this?

Even the White Emperor showed astonishment. "A half-stick of incense?"

"A Heroic Spirit from ancient times," gasped a middle-aged woman. "I understand, my lord! That half-stick of incense is meant to summon an ancient Heroic Spirit!"

Her thought was correct, but the secret of the half-stick of incense was far more profound.