Immortal of the Nine Realms

"You little bugs truly have no fear of death whatsoever, do you?"

The Ancient Demon burst into boisterous laughter. With a single punch, he blew several first-step Limit Breaking Yin Soldiers into pieces. His Inner Domain hovered behind him, resembling a yawning abyss. It constantly spewed forth torrents of black mist.

Augmented by his Inner Domain, the Ancient Demon's methods were far more overbearing than they had been at the start. Within a short span of time, over thirty of the one hundred and eight third-step Breaking Limit Yin Soldiers had already fallen or sustained severe damage. Yet, these Yin Soldiers maintained completely expressionless countenances, continuing to launch suicidal charges against him without pause.

The smile on the Ancient Demon's face suddenly stiffened, but it was so slight it went almost unnoticed. In the eyes of Saint Jinyang and the others, he still held a massive, absolute advantage.

A few breaths later, the Ancient Demon suddenly swept his arm, blasting the Yin Soldiers near him several miles back. Taking advantage of this brief window, he swept his gaze across Yun He, Fang Zhentian, and the other Yang Gods who had consistently abstained from making a move. Finally, his eyes rested on Fang Chen, who held the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower.

"Paltry Monarch Fang, we shall meet again next time."

The Ancient Demon let out a sharp, piercing laugh. His stalwart frame shuddered violently as his entire body abruptly dissolved into a cloud of black mist before surging into the Inner Domain behind him. He and his Inner Domain quickly vanished into thin air.

Having lost track of their target, the attacking Yin Soldiers suddenly paused in midair, awaiting Fang Chen's next command.

"He's gone?! The Ancient Demon ran away!?" one of the Saints shrieked in shock.

He furiously tossed his head toward Jinyang and roared, "Jinyang, what's the meaning of this? The existence whom you vouched for fled just like that?! He just ran away by himself?!"

Overcome with shock and rage, he became distracted for a moment and had both legs severed by the Limit-Breaking Yin soldiers surrounding him, instantly leaving him in a dire situation.

Saint Jinyang was naturally angry beyond belief too. Now that the Ancient Demon had fled the battle, their chances of victory had virtually disappeared. The countless years he had spent waiting were all wasted!

What were they supposed to do now?

The Ancient Demon had taken Lu Fengshen away, but he hadn't taken the God Decree Ranking powerhouses under her command. As for the demons of the Ancient Demonic Sect, the Ancient Demon had personally killed them off. Thus, the current situation had become exceptionally awkward for Saint Jinyang. Aside from their own meager dozen-odd Limit Breakers, the rest were all human cultivators of the Immortal Realm.

When Chen Feifei and the others saw this, their spirits soared, and their strikes became even more decisive, ruthless, and swift like wind and thunder.

"Hehehe... Half Saint Jinwu, you have lost this time!" Shao Mengyuan laughed uproariously, hacking madly with his sword.

Caught off guard, a chunk of flesh was cleanly sliced off from the first emperor of the Black Sun Empire's buttocks!

It hurt! It really hurt!

It wasn't his body that hurt, but rather his heart.

The first emperor of the Black Sun Empire's face was ashen. He knew that they had utterly lost. Their only hope of victory now was the outsiders arriving ahead of schedule. If they waited until the Nine Realms birthed a new Heavenly Dao, then all of their long-term visions would dissolve into absolute nothingness.

"We won."

Smiles appeared on the faces of the juniors of the various factions. They had originally thought that their side would suffer considerable casualties in today's battle. But now, it appeared their losses were practically negligible!

"Old Ninth beat the Ancient Demon away."

Chen Enxue shattered the opponent before her with a palm strike, then moved back toward Xie Aman.

"I am not blind." Xie Aman smiled faintly. "Do not think that just because this battle is won, everything is fine. There are still many matters waiting for us next."

Hearing that, the Enlightenment Core disciples were taken aback. They looked toward the millions of human cultivators before them and suddenly understood something.

Many human cultivator sects within the Nine Realms had fought in this battle. Secretly, they were all forces nurtured by Saint Jinyang and the others. Once today's battle ended, these factions would inevitably be purged, and not merely once. They would have to be repeatedly rooted out and cleansed.

Motian Dizang slowly exhaled before casting a glance at Fang Chen. "Husband, we won."

Fang Chen ignored her. He slowly unclenched his fists. A thin layer of sweat had already formed across his palms. If the Ancient Demon had persisted a little longer, until the number of Limit Breaking Yin Soldiers dwindled by fifty to sixty percent, the outcome of this battle would have become extremely uncertain.

Fortunately, the Ancient Demon had retreated.

Fang Chen raised his arm and pointed toward Saint Jinyang and the others. "Take them down."

Over a thousand Limit Breaking Yin Soldiers pounced forward like a pack of wolves and tigers.

Saint Jinyang immediately tried to flee, but six third-step Limit Breakers intercepted him.

"You all look so familiar!" Saint Jinyang's expression shifted. He cupped his hands. "No more fighting, I concede."

Seeing Saint Jinyang surrender outright, the remaining Saints didn't wish to die at the hands of these Yin Soldiers, nor did they wish to suffer backlash from their powers. One after another, they gave up.

When the millions of human cultivators saw this scene, they knew their side had completely lost. They decisively laid down their weapons and surrendered as well.

The first emperor of the Black Sun Empire no longer tried to flee. He stopped and stretched out his neck in an exaggerated fashion. "Junior, I concede. Whether you want to kill or torture me, do as you please."

Shao Mengyuan chuckled. "Pity it isn't for me to decide your fate. Otherwise, I would have had you castrated."

The first emperor of the Black Sun Empire looked toward Fang Chen's side with resentment. When his gaze landed on the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower in Fang Chen's hand, his eyes were thoroughly filled with regret.

At that very moment, only Shi Xinghai was still locked in an endless struggle against Lang Daochun. Meanwhile, the four ninth-transformation immortals under his command had all been directly suppressed by Chen Feifei and the others. They could only watch helplessly as Shi Xinghai, wearing those strange little shoes, struggled rather miserably against the endless stream of spirit treasures Lang Daochun kept producing

Quite a few people wore peculiar expressions.

"This fellow truly has so many trump cards in his hand. Did he bring all of them out of the Divine Realm?"

"Shi Xinghai, are we still going to keep fighting?"

Seeing that the battlefield had fallen completely silent and everyone was now simply standing around and watching their fight, Lang Daochun couldn't help laughing.

Shi Xinghai's face was completely black. Holding the True King Sword, he remained completely silent as he searched for flaws in Lang Daochun's movements.

"Is this the arrogance of a ninth-transformation True Immortal?" Chen Feifei sighed softly. "It's better to be like us. We don't carry that kind of burden."

"The True Immortal path has reigned supreme in the Nine Realms for so many years. With the Shi family mastering this path, Shi Xinghai naturally doesn't want to make the Shi family lose face. Once the matters this time are settled, each of our families will have to thoroughly clean up the forces under our respective purviews again."

Because among the millions of human cultivators brought by Saint Jinyang, quite a few were subordinates under the various major sects. Had it not been for today's battle, they still wouldn't know the backgrounds of these forces.

"Monarch Yan, hurry up and have your men come help me! This bastard has gone insane!"

Lang Daochun suddenly realized that Shi Xinghai was burning his lifespan to enhance the power of the True King Sword. He immediately backed down, having no intention of clashing head-on against him.

Dozens of third-step Limit Breaking Yin Soldiers immediately rushed forward. It took them only a few breaths to force Shi Xinghai to lay down his weapon and surrender.

One of the Yin Soldiers retrieved the True King Sword and brought it to Fang Chen. Meanwhile, Shi Xinghai, along with the Minor Immortal Realm powerhouses and the Killing Spiritual Division cultivators under his command, were all detained on the spot by the Yin Soldiers.

Fang Zhentian stepped forward and carefully examined the True King Sword before speaking calmly, "This sword is also the Destiny Sword of a Sword Saint."