Supreme Sword God

Chapter 1228: Chapter 1227: Peril at Dawn, Miracle Descends!

True Martial Hall, Grand Hall.

The once majestic and grandiose buildings have all collapsed and turned into ruins.

The surrounding space is full of cracks, and powerful forces seep through these fissures.

A multitude of Spirit Masters are within the ruins, struggling to control the Array, preventing this space from completely shattering.

"Boom!"

The massive rumble of explosions reverberates continuously.

The battle occurs within the void.

However, the sounds of battle outside are enough to make one’s heart shudder!

"Grand Elder, at this rate, it’s not going to work..."

An elderly Emperor Spirit Master looked extremely grave.

They were controlling the Array to maintain the stability of this world because the Grand Hall Master Lingxiao of the True Martial Hall was still in closed seclusion, trying to achieve divine status.

Feng Wuya’s body was stained with a lot of blood, his aura seemed somewhat chaotic, and there was a pallor on his face.

Evidently.

He was already injured!

Feng Wuya turned around and glanced behind him.

The place he was looking at.

Was shrouded in radiance, with mysterious and profound sounds full of the essence of the universe echoing.

This was a sign of Lingxiao becoming a god.

However, now, no one could be sure if Lingxiao could truly take that last step.

Lingxiao was the only hope!

Feng Wuya said, "Success or failure will be determined within half an hour. Having held on for so long, we must guard this final half hour!"

At this moment.

"Boom!"

A piece of the sky could no longer be sustained, being crushed by dazzling light.

The Array operated by numerous Spirit Masters was also torn open with a massive breach.

The leader of the alien alliance, the Hundred Spirits Emperor, flew out, waving an arm, and the variation of countless forces formed a terrifying power of destruction, sweeping in all directions.

Feng Wuya’s figure flashed, shooting into mid-air.

His robe billowed, and his immense power surged, blocking the Hundred Spirits Emperor’s power.

"Boom!"

Next.

Another explosion followed, as another area of the Array was forcibly breached, and a middle-aged man in black, wielding a large knife, burst out, slashing with the knife, and the blade light tore through everything. In an instant, a large number of Spirit Masters maintaining the Array perished under the domineering blade light.

"Swoosh!"

The Sect Leader of the Flower God Sect, Qin Rhyme, emerged from the void, thrusting a sword at the knife-wielding man in black.

The man in black waved his knife horizontally, sending Qin Rhyme flying backward.

Immediately after.

Yet a third area was torn apart, as another Great Emperor of the Hundred Spirits Race slaughtered out.

"Hahaha, the power of the Eastern Domain Human Race is nothing special!"

This Great Emperor of the Hundred Spirits Race laughed wildly, intending to obliterate the human race warriors.

But at this moment.

A furious roar echoed.

"I’ll poke you to death!"

The enraged Chi Mutian shot forth from the void, poking a finger at the arrogantly laughing Great Emperor of the Hundred Spirits Race.

This was the power of a Divine Finger, directly bursting the chest of that Great Emperor of the Hundred Spirits Race.

However, in the void, another powerful force swept towards Chi Mutian, forcing him to abandon his ongoing attack.

At this time.

Chi Mutian, Qin Rhyme, and Feng Wuya gathered together.

The Hundred Spirits Emperor, along with a Great Emperor of the Hundred Spirits Race and two Great Emperors from the Parasite Camp of the human race, spread out, surrounding Feng Wuya and his companions.

The human Spirit Masters responsible for maintaining the Array were suffering heavy casualties, the effectiveness of the Array plummeting, and the surrounding space collapsing at an accelerated pace.

In the void, the battle was extremely brutal and fierce.

The human cultivators were engaged in a gruesome fight with the United Forces of the alien alliance, with countless lives falling every moment.

The Hundred Spirits Emperor laughed, saying, "Feng Wuya, what you are doing now is nothing more than a pointless struggle. Originally, there was no need for such destruction, but your ignorance led to all this carnage.

Just for one insignificant Lingxiao, you’ve sacrificed thousands upon thousands. Is this your so-called righteousness?

How ridiculous."

Feng Wuya’s expression was somber.

The current situation was indeed too dire.

In this battle, the Eastern Domain Human Race had put forth their full effort!

But...

The alliance between the alien alliance and the Parasite Camp was frighteningly strong.

If Chi Mutian and Qin Rhyme hadn’t arrived for reinforcements, this scene would’ve already unfolded.

Even with Chi Mutian and Qin Rhyme, they still couldn’t completely turn the tide.

Before Feng Wuya could speak.

Chi Mutian chuckled, saying, "Worthless trash, what’s there to be arrogant about? Do you believe, that soon enough, it’ll be your turn to cry!"

The Hundred Spirits Emperor turned his gaze to Chi Mutian, saying, "You’re not a Great Emperor of the Eastern Domain, are you? I’ve never heard of you. Since you’re not one of us, why get involved in this messy affair? If you leave now, I’ll let this go."

Even the Hundred Spirits Emperor felt apprehension towards Chi Mutian’s strength.

Currently, they had four against three.

Chi Mutian could take on two!

If it weren’t for Feng Wuya being already injured, and Qin Rhyme’s combat strength being relatively weak, the outcome of this battle would be uncertain.

Although they currently had the upper hand, the advantage wasn’t overwhelming, and if they fought to the end, one or two of their four Great Emperors might die.

Therefore.

The Hundred Spirits Emperor wanted to persuade Chi Mutian to leave with words.

Chi Mutian: "You’re not letting it go? Sounds like I’m letting it go too, worthless thing, if you’ve got guts come at me. If I frown even once, I’m your daddy!"

A proud man, afraid of whom?!

Qin Rhyme looked at Feng Wuya, murmuring, "Grand Elder, do you believe in miracles?"

Feng Wuya: "..."

Qin Rhyme: "Hold on, I believe in miracles."

She and Feng Wuya had rushed over and joined the battle immediately, fighting for days without rest, so there had been no opportunity to tell Feng Wuya about Ye Chen’s return.

Even Feng Wuya didn’t know where Chi Mutian suddenly came from!

"Miracles?"

A Great Emperor from the Parasite Camp sneered, saying, "Ignorant fools, you’re at the end of your ropes, hoping for a miracle, which is just Lingxiao taking the last step into divine status.

But his chance of success is less than one in ten!

And even if Lingxiao becomes a god, so what?

Do you really think we came unprepared for this assault?

Based on the time estimation, a founding ancestor of the Hundred Spirits Race should be arriving soon.

Hahaha.

If Lingxiao doesn’t become a god, he will die.

Even if Lingxiao becomes a god, he will die!

As for you, all of you will die!"

Chi Mutian: "You’re ashamed to call a mere ancestor of an alien race your own ancestor, and do it with such ease, do you have no shame?"

The Parasite Emperor, retorted by Chi Mutian, immediately turned red with humiliation, turning to the Hundred Spirits Emperor, "Hundred Spirits Emperor, strike already. They hope for a miracle, let’s let them watch everything be destroyed!"

The Hundred Spirits Emperor nodded, saying, "A miracle is impossible for you, obstinacy will bring only despair!"

With that.

An imprint on the Hundred Spirits Emperor’s forehead erupted with terrifying power and light.

The other three Great Emperors also struck, unleashing their strongest moves!

At this moment.

An even more incredible power pierced through the void.

Under this overwhelming force.

The full-force burst of the Hundred Spirits Emperor and the other three Great Emperors appeared insignificant and was directly crushed!

Shocked expressions appeared on the faces of the Hundred Spirits Emperor and his allies.

"Whoever offends my human race shall be executed!"

In the void.

A dignified voice resounded, shaking all directions.

Joy flooded Chi Mutian’s face, and he laughed heartily, "Now it’s your turn to cry, four pieces of trash!"

Qin Rhyme looked at Feng Wuya, showing a relieved smile, saying, "Grand Elder, the miracle... has appeared."