Supreme Emptiness-Chapter 501 - The Four Heavenly Thunders Gather
Chapter 501: Chapter 501 The Four Heavenly Thunders Gather
Chapter 501 -501 The Four Heavenly Thunders Gather
The western horizon.
A lightning bolt appeared immediately.
It illuminated the boundary line of the dark heavens and earth, flickering intermittently.
Soon after.
The far eastern direction seemed to sense it too, as another lightning bolt struck.
Following that.
Thunderbolts appeared in all four dimensions of heaven and earth.
No rumbling sounds could be heard.
This indicated an extreme distance.
Yet, the flashes of lightning continued, steadily drawing nearer.
This undoubtedly showed that the Iron Hammer had successfully attracted the Tribulation Thunder.
Demon Moon’s expression changed repeatedly.
Her Dead Corpse Army feared Heavenly Thunder above all else.
During thunderstorm weather, dead energy became the easiest target for Heavenly Thunder’s assault.
If that were coupled with disciples of the True Thunder Sect wielding Thunder Path Techniques to direct the strikes, they could hit with incredible precision.
Not to mention the Dead Corpse Army.
Even she herself was in grave danger.
“The heavens betray me!” Demon Moon glared furiously at the firmament.
*After all the effort spent seeing a glimmer of hope for victory,*
*a wave of Heavenly Thunder had instead brought overwhelming peril.*
But retreat? For her?
She cast a glance at the peak of Boundary Mountain, so near that it was almost within reach.
Then looked again at Jiang Fan’s hateful figure.
She slammed a fist onto the mount beneath her, shouting, “Troops, hear my command!”
“Attack all disciples of the True Thunder Sect!”
“Ignore everyone else!”
Heavenly Thunder was indeed formidable.
Yet, without the True Thunder Sect’s disciples guiding it with Thunder Path Techniques, it would pose far less of a threat.
In other words.
If the disciples of the True Thunder Sect were eliminated.
She would still hold an overwhelming advantage!
At her command.
The tide of battle shifted abruptly!
The Beast Tide, which had been attacking the Four Great Sects, suddenly abandoned their assaults on the Supreme Sect, Myriad Swords Sect, and Giant Sect.
Instead, they stampeded en masse toward the True Thunder Sect!
In an instant.
The pressure on the True Thunder Sect surged to incredible levels.
An elder, caught off guard while striking down Dead Corpse Puppets in front of him, was decapitated by the claws of another puppet attacking from his flank.
Several disciples too were overwhelmed and slain by the frenzied advance of the Dead Corpse Puppets.
Lei Zhenhai’s eyes nearly burst with rage as he roared, “Protect the disciples of the True Thunder Sect!”
“Once the Heavenly Thunder gathers, the Dead Corpse Puppets will meet their end!”
The Iron Hammer had indeed attracted the Heavenly Thunder.
But the thunder, coming from an extraordinarily distant place, required time to arrive.
Demon Moon was playing on this time lag.
If she could wipe out the disciples of the True Thunder Sect during this period, the threat would greatly diminish.
If not, she herself would face peril!
The other three sects immediately grasped the situation and rushed to the aid of the True Thunder Sect’s disciples.
While driving back the surging Beast Tide, they worked to usher the True Thunder Sect’s disciples toward the rear.
Buying precious time for the True Thunder Sect.
In response to this scene.
Demon Moon furrowed her brows tightly.
*Time was not on her side!*
She cast a glance at the Great Wall flanking both sides of Boundary Mountain.
The Heavenly Sound Sect, Thousand Refinement Sect, Desires Sect, and Spirit Beast Sect.
Each of the four sects guarded one side.
Their strength was far inferior to the Four Great Sects atop Boundary Mountain.
Her gaze flickered sharply.
She issued another command.
“The rear units, advance from both wings.”
“Break through their defenses, then encircle the rear of Boundary Mountain!”
At that point, the front and rear forces would converge.
The disciples of the True Thunder Sect would face certain death.
The defensive line atop Boundary Mountain would also be completely annihilated.
The Human Clan, locked in chaotic combat with the Dead Corpse Army, would be inevitably crushed by the sheer numerical advantage of the Dead Corpse Army!
With the order given.
The Beast Tide at the front continued its frenzied attack on the True Thunder Sect’s disciples.
Meanwhile, the rear Beast Tide divided into four teams, advancing toward the other four sects.
The sect disciples were suddenly on high alert.
But not panicked.
First, the number of Demon Beasts attacking them was far less terrifying than those surrounding Boundary Mountain.
Second, they relied on smooth, vertical hundred-foot-tall city walls and could incinerate enemies with burning projectiles.
Yet.
Demon Moon, daring to attack these walls, had clearly prepared her plans thoroughly.
Leading the charge were massive Dead Corpse Puppets, thirty feet tall.
They rammed the city walls ferociously, trying to shatter the icy blocks lining them.
Even if burned to death at the base of the walls, it mattered little.
For their colossal corpses would become stepping stones for the Dead Corpse Puppets behind them.
Within less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.
Dead Corpse Puppets’ bodies piled beneath the walls so high they nearly surpassed their height.
Inevitable hand-to-hand combat loomed overhead.
What weighed on Lei Zhenhai’s heart the most was this.
Compared to the Upper Three Sects and the True Thunder Sect.
The strength of these four sects lagged noticeably behind.
Cracks had formed in their defenses, some minor, others severe.
The worst off was the Desires Sect.
The disciples of the sect relied on Charming Skills as their primary cultivation technique and lacked offensive abilities.
Charming Skills might be effective against Humans.
But against Demon Beasts, especially undead ones, they were utterly useless.
Dead Corpse Puppets felt no desire for beauty.
They clawed and bit without hesitation.
Before long, a female elder met her tragic end.
Several disciples were injured as a result.
*Even Demon Moon noticed this.*
She smirked coldly, saying, “The strength of a wall is always determined by its weakest side.”
“Take five hundred from each of the other three teams and direct them to attack the Desires Sect!”
The pressure on those other three sects lifted significantly.
In turn.
The Desires Sect found their burdenous pressure exponentially increased.
As another elder of the sect fell.
Their defensive line fell apart completely.
Tens of Dead Corpse Puppets leaped onto the walls, initiating a brutal massacre.
Only one elder and a mere dozen disciples remained; how could they possibly hold the line?
It was outright slaughter.
Within the blink of an eye.
Only three disciples survived!
The elder desperately shielded them.
His efforts wouldn’t last more than a few fleeting moments!
Lei Zhenhai watched in horror, shouting, “Green Cloud Sect! Hold the line!”
The final reserve force.
Had to be deployed.
Lei Zhenhai’s worry remained— the strength of the Green Cloud Sect’s elders and disciples was only marginally better than those of the Desires Sect.
Could they withstand the Beast Tide?
The Four Sects stationed atop Boundary Mountain, and elsewhere.
All cast anxious glances toward the location of the Green Cloud Sect.
If even the Green Cloud Sect failed to hold.
The endless Dead Corpse Army would crush through the Great Wall in an unstoppable advance.
At that point.
*There would truly be no way to turn the tide.*
Li Qingfeng clenched his teeth, his voice heavy with resolve, “Do you remember the words I spoke before battle?”
“No one is allowed to retreat!”
“Do not disgrace the Green Cloud Sect!”
The disciples’ faces grew grim.
For the disciples of the Green Cloud Sect to take the field meant the battle had arrived at its breaking point.
To refuse battle was death.
To fight meant risking death! Survival was no longer in their hands!
“Move!” Li Qingfeng bellowed, drawing his Magic Artifact and charging toward the Desires Sect’s defenses.
As he arrived just in time.
A massive Dead Corpse leaped over the wall from outside.
Li Qingfeng’s sharp reflexes allowed him to drive his sword into its abdomen, dispersing its dead energy.
This momentary delay.
However, spelled doom for the Desires Sect elder besieged by dozens of Dead Corpse Puppets.
He could not hold.
A tail pierced straight through his heart.
Leaving him dead on the spot!
Li Qingfeng’s expression became icy as he slashed with his blade, separating the ferocious creatures to reveal the mere three disciples who remained.
Wen Hongyao and Zhao Wuji, faces filled with grief and fury, dove in to join him as they cut down the Dead Corpse Puppets.
Jiang Fan’s eyes gleamed coldly.
No fewer than twenty members of the Desires Sect had been reduced to three surviving disciples!
Two of them were critically injured.
Only Ji Ruyue remained relatively unharmed, fighting desperately to protect them from two Dead Corpses.
But for all her effort, exhausted as she was, shifting constantly to shield her comrades.
How on earth could she contend with both Dead Corpses?
A sickening crunch—
One Dead Corpse Puppet lunged forward, its massive maw bristling with sharp teeth.
It sank its jaws into her.
Ji Ruyue immediately felt the icy sting of teeth piercing her flesh, a pain like electric currents ripping through every corner of her being.
It drained her strength completely.
She hung limp, unable to move.
The sword in her palm slipped silently from her grip.
The cold blade reflected her helpless figure, held within the jaws of the Demon Beast and carried away into the distance.
*Her mind went blank.*
*Was this how it was going to end?*
BOOM—
At that moment.
A deafening shockwave pulsed through her, sending her hair flying and her ears ringing.
Her body spun violently in the air.
Then, she landed on the icy ground.
She lay stunned, still processing what had happened.
THUD—
The massive white-boned beast that had seized her collapsed heavily to the ground.
Its monstrous skull displayed a figure standing atop, left hand cradling a five-colored mountain.
Right hand wielding an icy longsword, a youth’s silhouette.
The chest of the white-boned beast boasted a gaping, punctured hole that was visible to the naked eye.
The remnants of dead energy dissipated in the wind.
“Jiang… Junior Brother Jiang?”
