Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 555 - 267: The Old-Time Mingyue Was Round, Flying into the Homes of Ordinary People! (8000 words)_3
Ji Yan’s expression brightened with surprise. As a Saint, his vision could reach extremely far, and he clearly saw the distant scene, which was ablaze with a dazzling radiance.
...
Supreme Qingyuan slowly opened his eyes and swept his gaze around, taking in the chaotic sights and the corpses strewn across the ground.
Eventually, his gaze settled on Ye Huang and the others.
"Demon Race..." he murmured.
A terrifying killing intent instantly erupted in his once-dull eyes as he blurted out, "Kill!"
As his voice fell, the one hundred thousand Heroic Spirits trembled.
"KILL! KILL! KILL!"
The cries for slaughter instantly shook the heavens. Banners fluttered in the void, and a murderous aura surged forth. Like a tidal wave, the infinite Heroic Spirits submerged Ye Huang and the others.
The Heroic Spirits had no consciousness. They could only fight on instinct.
To slay demons and expel invaders! This was the instinct carved into the depths of their very spirits.
Ye Huang and the others, their courage already shattered, didn’t dare to resist and turned to flee.
A streak of sword light descended, tearing through the night. It completely shredded the rest of his half-body, turning it into a rain of blood that filled the sky. Before its spirit had a chance to howl, it was utterly extinguished by the residual Sword Intent.
After cleaving Ye Huang, the sword light continued with astonishing momentum, streaking toward Demon Sea Island.
BOOM!
With a single strike, the Great Abyssal Demonic Array covering the Shadow Demon Path completely shattered, dispersing like smoke. Demon Sea Island was torn to pieces. Seawater soared into the sky, transforming into astonishing pillars of water that swept across all directions.
ROAR—
On the chunks of the shattered island, Demonic Light flared. Demonic Qi converged. One by one, Shadow Fiends crawled out from the depths of the earth, their presence startling.
These were members of the Demon Race who had narrowly escaped death in the great war of the past. Heavily wounded, they had fallen into a deep slumber. They had planned to use the power of the Abyssal Tides and the Universal Demon-Sha Array to heal their wounds and awaken from their slumber.
But Wang Xiu had prematurely disrupted their elaborate preparations, causing them to remain in a state of deep sleep. Now, violently jolted by the tremendous tremor, they were forcibly awakened. Burning with rage, they wanted to see which blind fool had disturbed their long rest and ruined their centuries of recovery.
But when they looked up, they saw over one hundred thousand imposing figures treading on countless trails of immortal light as they charged down, leaving them frozen solid.
The beat of war drums and the roar of battle cries filled the sky, rendering them momentarily stunned, as if they had returned to the battlefield of a thousand years ago.
Did we wake up wrong? Hasn’t this battle already been fought? Are we having a nightmare?
They didn’t have long to contemplate, as the vast horde of one hundred thousand Heroic Spirits had already charged down, instantly engulfing the Demon Cities.
The entire Demon Sea Island was torn asunder, a scene of complete chaos. All manner of Demon Caverns, treasure-laden mountains, and abysses fractured one after another, turning into rocks and dust that scattered through the air. The cries for battle shook the heavens. One after another, the once-arrogant Demon Emperors were chased down and hacked to pieces. Demonic bodies were torn apart, demonic blood was incinerated, and the land itself was shattered. Everywhere, there were only the sounds of battle and agonizing screams.
...
The void rumbled as a divine city enveloped in endless light slowly descended. Zhenmo City emerged from the void.
Qin Guangling leaned against the city wall, his eyes fixated on a single figure among the myriad Heroic Spirits. His voice trembled as he cried out, "Master!"
Gong Shangyu was also summoned back. He stepped out from his Formation and joined the army, charging toward Demon Sea Island.
It wasn’t just him. Perfected Daoxuan, Fire Ancestor, Ancestor Xiangyi, the old Heavenly Master from Mount Longhu... all these experts who had sacrificed themselves in the war against the Demon Race were summoned back in the form of Heroic Spirits.
"Ancestor!"
"Grand Ancestor!"
"Teacher..."
Everyone was stirred. Whether old or young, they all found familiar figures among the endless Heroic Spirits. They cried with joy, tears streaming down their faces unbidden.
...
"KILL, KILL, KILL!"
Here, the will to fight soared to the heavens as one hundred thousand Heroic Spirits formed a torrent, purging the entire Demon Sea Island, leaving no one to resist.
Although these Heroic Spirits only retained their combat instincts, they were still far stronger than the crippled Demon Emperors who had been clinging to life underground, half-dead. They swept through everything without the slightest resistance.
One by one, the Demon Emperors fell. The sight was horrifying.
Soon, only the giant city at the very core remained.
Initial Demon City.
The heartland of the Demon Race. In the past, conquering this city had cost the one hundred thousand Heroic Spirits immense losses.
Returning to this old battlefield, a look of bewilderment appeared in the eyes of Supreme Qingyuan and the other Heroic Spirits. He slowly raised his finger and pointed toward the Initial Demon City below.
RUMBLE!
The heavens and earth roared as one hundred thousand Heroic Spirits charged forth, and a majestic immortal light engulfed the area. Initial Demon City trembled, unleashing a heaven-shaking aura in an attempt to resist. But it was already damaged; it struggled only briefly before being utterly obliterated. The entire city lay in ruins, its countless Formations instantly collapsing, leaving nothing behind.
Wang Xiu gazed down with focused concentration when he suddenly caught sight of a human-like figure sitting cross-legged at the very center of Initial Demon City. It was withered and gaunt, like a skeleton, but its aura was so incredibly astonishing that it made one’s heart race and break out in a cold sweat.
However, the figure seemed to be so severely injured that it couldn’t even fully awaken. Its body trembled slightly before being submerged in the endless radiance.
The Demon Race still has powerful experts like this who haven’t reawakened! Wang Xiu thought to himself.
But on second thought, it made sense. After all, even Supreme Qingyuan had fallen in the battle at Demon Sea Island. The Demon Race’s foundation was undoubtedly astounding. It was just that... in this battle, they were saddled with every possible disadvantage. Favorable timing, strategic location, and popular support—they had none of them. That was how we managed this victory.
...
With a final great roar, Demon Sea Island was completely leveled. The dark clouds that had hovered over the heads of all life in the Divine Province for countless years were finally about to disperse.
Li Zuiyue and the other prodigies revealed joyous surprise. "Is it finally over?"
"No, there’s still one more step!" Zhuo Canglang said. Severely injured, he had been fished out of the sea by Ji Yan and the others. After being fed plenty of Holy Medicine, he had finally recovered somewhat. He now lay on a stretcher, gasping for breath as he spoke.
