Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 457: Chapter 232: Fight to the Death, Ning Qi Takes Action_2

Flying Bird Sea Region.

The epic battle continued, as the Martial Saint of the Martial Realm had gathered the power of the array core and were traversing toward this location. They had received Ning Qi’s warning, knowing that the ultimate showdown would take place here, with the Black Demon Sect’s main force about to descend.

This time, the tempo of the invasion from the Mountain and Sea Realm was much faster than during the Ancient Era.

Back in the Ancient Era, both the Golden Spirit Sect and the Martial Realm took some time before the final battle erupted. But now, with a certain understanding of each other, they chose to swiftly resolve the conflict.

Yan Luo coughed up a large mouthful of blood. His giant form was forcibly shattered, and his body was marked with cracks. The black dragon pattern was dim, and if not for some suppression power, his body might have already collapsed.

"Damn it, do I, Yan Luo, truly have to fall in an insignificant small realm today?"

He was unwilling.

He had not yet become a Primordial Spirit True Monarch, nor roamed freely in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

He roared in anger.

But suddenly, another powerful fluctuation emerged from afar. A crimson fire lotus floated leisurely, seemingly slow, but in an instant, it reached close by, leaving a trail of fire. Yan Luo was terrified, sensing that his body was about to be consumed by flames.

Li Yanwu stepped on a sea of fire, accompanied by a large group of powerful entities from the Martial Realm.

Yan Luo was almost in despair.

Suddenly.

A black flame appeared out of thin air, burning and collapsing the surrounding void. The battlefield was engulfed in terrifying heat, and everyone looked on in shock.

They saw.

The once fierce fire lotus was devoured by the black flame in the blink of an eye.

"Mere ants, yet you have some skill."

In the void.

The purple light dissipated, and countless Black Demon Cultivators appeared on the battlefield, the Black Demon Vanguard Army having narrowly escaped death, were ecstatic yet ashamed. They had been driven to such a state by a group of lower-realm natives. They were red-eyed, roaring to massacre millions to vent their anger.

Meanwhile, the numerous creatures of the Martial Realm looking at the sky fell silent, their cheers abruptly ending.

Panic and fear rose in their hearts.

The countless formidable figures left them breathless, each one enough to dominate the Martial Realm. But now, there were tens of thousands, especially the leading man and woman. Just standing there caused the void to distort, as if the world could not bear their presence.

Even though many did not know what level that was, they felt a tremor from their very souls, as if they were being suppressed even through the sky, not daring to look directly.

The beings of the Martial Realm, once believing they were about to achieve victory, realized it was only an appetizer.

They were in despair, gradually confused.

"Can we really win?"

The many powerful entities of the Martial Realm gave them an answer.

"Even an ant can shake a mighty tree!" Li Yanwu roared, his voice like a great bell.

Starlight gathered, and Martial Saints walked on starlight, endless light enveloping the sea region, rendering the void incomparably bright. The Eight-Nine Profound Light Celestial Array was fully activated, focusing on this spot. Looking from above, it was as if countless spotlights were concentrated on the Flying Bird Sea Region.

Heavenly Mountain Snow Woman held her long sword upside down, with the corpses of Black Demon Sect Cultivators beneath her:

"Only battle remains!"

Gui Changqing manifested his true form, a Profound Turtle thousands of feet long, obscuring the sky:

"The old turtle wants to see if my shell is hard enough!"

Taoist Baishan laughed heartily:

"A thousand cycles of reincarnation, just waiting for today!"

Martial Saints shouted in unison:

"If you want to destroy the Martial Realm, you’ll have to trample over our corpses!"

Peak warriors of the Martial Realm were full of vigor, glaring at the invaders, while the participating Martial Realm beings behind them raised their weapons. With the power of the world and the Star Array blessing them, their morale was unprecedentedly high. The recent victory told them that the enemy was not invincible.

Moreover, only they knew that the Martial Realm still had its trump card.

The Realm Lord!

They knew the Realm Lord had always been there, waiting for the right moment to act and suppress the enemy.

The beings of the Martial Realm watched these scenes, their eyes teary, blood boiling.

Even though they still felt fear, knowing there were people safeguarding them made the prospect of annihilation seem less regrettable.

Black Flame True Monarch’s eyes were alight with black flames as he looked at the giant Profound Turtle, feeling a burning desire in his heart. He immediately noticed something amiss. Such a bloodline should only be found in the Spirit Realm, and its presence in the lower realm confirmed his suspicions.

"There’s certainly a great harvest to be found here!"

He laughed wildly in his heart but remained calm on the surface.

He disparaged the Martial Saints, like a haughty Heavenly God:

"Stubbornness is built on strength. Our Black Demon Sect has slaughtered dozens of small worlds, among which were many as steadfast as you. And what was the result?"

Black Flame True Monarch’s smile was cold:

"Their blood nourished the spirit plants, their bones crafted into magical swords, and their souls forged into magical treasures."

The Black Demon Army’s eyes glowed fiercely, summoning various soul banners.

In an instant.

A terrifying demonic cloud rose, accompanied by harrowing wails, causing the beings of the Martial Realm to tremble. They saw countless souls trapped, wailing in agony, seemingly witnessing entire worlds being engulfed—scenes a hundred times more dreadful than the apocalypse.

True Monarch Ziyun laughed charmingly:

"Black Flame Senior Brother, don’t frighten them too much. Weak souls aren’t nearly as powerful as these defiant ones."

They invaded the lower realms.

Apart from the Mountain and Sea Realm’s will rewarding them, everything in the lower realm was their growth sustenance, especially for these Evil and Demon Sect Cultivators, who loved using them to refine demon and soul banners.