Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 185 - 121: Qinghe Sect Disciples Scared Stiff, Didn’t Dare Make a Move (Part 2)
As that force fell, countless inscriptions inside Ye Xiaofan gradually began to shine, a terrifying aura started to awaken, incredibly fast.
It was precisely the restriction placed inside him by Dugu Nan, Qi Yun, Yin Tianzheng, and others.
But right before these restrictions were about to explode.
Whoosh—!
A figure swiftly appeared in front of Ye Xiaofan, delivering a fierce palm strike toward the figure that was attacking from the sky.
Boom—!
Two terrifying forces collided, instantly stirring this realm, endless shockwaves spreading in all directions, leaving desolation in their path; even the corpses lying in pools of blood were instantly turned to dust by this force.
Not only that, the shockwave from the collision swept through the sky and earth, causing the surrounding void to collapse, spreading several miles in the blink of an eye.
As the two forces destructive enough to annihilate the heavens swept towards the endless disciples of the Righteous and Demonic Dao, even countless Profound Sea Realm cultivators who attempted to obstruct were instantly turned into blood mist, countless died or were wounded, even those at Great Perfection of the Profound Sea Realm and a few at the peak of the Profound Sea Realm couldn’t escape the fate of falling.
Fortunately, the shockwave gradually dissipated into the heavens and earth after injuring a large number of cultivators.
The power of True Self Realm experts is something even Spiritual Essence Realm cultivators could not withstand, let alone the cultivators of the Profound Sea Realm.
At the center of the storm, Ye Xiaofan was shocked, looking at the steadily standing figure before him, instinctively speaking, "Brother Jiang?"
Indeed, the figure standing in front of Ye Xiaofan, blocking that strike, was none other than Jiang Changqing, the representative of Divine Sword Sect in this region.
As Jiang Changqing and that Demon Sect True Self Realm expert clashed, an endless ’True Self Power’ formed a barrier, firmly shielding Ye Xiaofan within it.
While the Demon Sect True Self Realm expert was also forced back by a strike, standing amidst the storm not far away.
Jiang Changqing didn’t immediately respond to Ye Xiaofan, instead, he glanced at the countless disciples of the Righteous and Demonic Dao killed by the shockwave of ’True Self Power,’ then stared dead at that figure, his eyes burning with anger, "Are you sure you want to fight me here?"
Evidently, Jiang Changqing’s anger was palpable.
If True Self Realm experts start to kill in this battle domain, then no one present here would survive; once both take action recklessly, countless young disciples of the Profound Sea Realm would perish in this place, including the disciples of Hundred Sects and endless prodigies of the Demon Sect.
The figure in black stood quietly not far away, confronting Jiang Changqing, with murderous intent boiling to the sky, yet ultimately did not act again.
Indeed, even if this Demon Sect True Self Realm expert’s killing intent was almost gushing out, he still retained a shred of rationality; he knew that a fight among True Self Realm on the ground would entail severe consequences.
If endless extraordinary prodigies and rare demon fiends of the Demon Sect perish due to his impulsiveness, even if he manages to bypass Jiang Changqing to kill Ye Xiaofan, upon return to the Demon Sect region, he would face unimaginable punishment.
Nonetheless, this Demon Sect True Self Realm expert still confronted and refused to relent, seemingly unwilling to let go of that figure easily.
Jiang Changqing also had his brows tightly furrowed, his entire aura surging, seemingly ready to take action at any moment.
And until a certain moment.
Suddenly.
"Woo woo, woo woo woo—!"
An endless and muffled horn sounded at the distant end of the sky.
Evidently, this was the signal for the Demon Sect’s retreat.
As soon as the horn sounded.
"Retreat, all Demon Sect disciples, immediately withdraw from the battlefield."
"Everyone retreat."
At this moment, on the boundless battlefield, countless Demon Sect disciples began retreating like a tide.
The countless disciples of Hundred Sects, witnessing this scene, also withdrew their hands; having fought to this point, everyone was already somewhat fatigued, and even those Demon Sect disciples passing by weren’t attacked anymore.
Similarly, as the Demon Sect disciples retreated, they didn’t act against the people of Hundred Sects, as if everyone had agreed beforehand, they mutually stopped the killing.
The battlefield of Ye Xiaofan and the others, compared to the vastness of the entire battlefield, was merely the tip of the iceberg.
In this battle, countless on both sides of the Righteous and Demonic Dao were killed or injured, as vast as the ocean’s human sea mutually slaughtered, the scale unimaginably large; even when the battle reached its climax, even those True Self Realm and Spiritual Essence Realm experts a thousand or ten thousand feet above couldn’t prevent casualties, figures could be seen falling into the human sea from time to time.
But at this moment, the flames of war halted, both sides secretly opened a gap, the disciples of Hundred Sects stood still, quietly watching the tide-like retreat of the Demon Sect’s sea of people.
And on the battlefield where Ye Xiaofan and others were, countless Demon Sect disciples also retreated like locusts.
"Yunmo Ya, retreat!"
Up in the sky, a Demon Sect True Self Realm expert, before leaving, advised the black-clad figure confronting Jiang Changqing.
The Demon Sect True Self Realm expert named Yunmo Ya, despite hearing it, still harbored intense killing intent but eventually retreated slowly.
Evidently, with the Demon Sect’s large-scale retreat, countless True Self Realm experts withdrawing from the battlefield, if he insisted on staying here, he would also find himself in danger.
However, when this Demon Sect True Self Realm expert retreated to the cold corpse of Yunmo Yan, he glared fiercely at Ye Xiaofan behind Jiang Changqing, declaring word by word, "I will personally kill you, grind your bones to dust, to comfort Yunmo Yan’s spirit in heaven."
