Chapter 315: Chapter 313: The Outer Realms Race Has Truly Arrived

Javier Sinclair sensed it.

It was a power alien to this world, one that was tearing open the void, poised to descend.

’An Outer Realms Race? He’d just have to see what kind of things dared to come to his territory and stir up trouble.’

Celeste Grant met his gaze. "They’re here."

The moment the words left her lips, the tear in the firmament above ripped open even wider. At the same time, a massive blue eye peered out, spying on this world.

The eye swiveled back and forth, ceaselessly scanning the people of this world.

"Look, what’s that?"

Someone exclaimed.

Celeste Grant looked up at the sky and couldn’t help but mutter, "Fuck... that’s a big eye. And it’s looking right at me."

Javier Sinclair nodded slightly. "Mm, it’s staring at me, too." They were the two strongest cultivators in this world, so the enemy had likely sensed their power and was now focused on them.

Just then, Vermilion, who was standing not far from Celeste Grant, could no longer hold back. She transformed from her human form back into her true self and shot straight into the clouds, circling in the dim sky.

Then, taking aim, she spat a torrent of fire directly at the rift—it was the silhouette of Vermilion. Her Vermilion Bird Fire scorched the protruding eye to a crisp.

"SCREEE—"

Vermilion’s cry echoed throughout the Cultivation World.

Immediately after, a bloodcurdling scream echoed from the void rift. The voice sounded similar to the language of Humanity, but the pronunciation was grating, like a goose being strangled.

"Lowly slaves of a lesser world, you dare to harm me?"

Vermilion had a fiery temper.

Hearing this, she let out a cry and immediately started cursing. "Screw you! You’re the lowly slave! Your whole family are lowly slaves! You ugly eyeball, stop your damn chirping and have a taste of my Vermilion Bird Fire! I’ll burn you to death!"

The voice that came back was hoarse and grating.

"AAAGH! You dare burn me with fire... Damn you, I’ll eat you!"

An enraged voice boomed from the firmament. The blue eye that had peeked out from the void rift retreated, scorched. In its place, a gigantic hand reached out to grab Vermilion, only to be burned by the Vermilion Bird Fire and quickly retract.

Her Vermilion Bird Fire was capable of incinerating anything in the world. Yet, after being burned by it, this creature only sizzled and bled blue blood; it was not reduced to ashes. This alone proved that this race was powerful, with formidable physical strength.

At the same time, countless winged, blue monsters flew out from the void rift. However, Vermilion was certain that the monster she had burned with her Vermilion Bird Fire was still outside the rift and had not yet entered this world.

These monsters had humanoid silhouettes but were clearly not human. Their bodies were covered in blue skin with colorful patterns. Their faces were hideous, shaped like inverted triangles, and bore three blue eyes. They also had massive tails. Most importantly, these monsters had huge blue wings and could fly. As for their hands, their fingers were so long that when curled, they looked like sharp spikes.

Aside from a few enormous monsters several meters tall, most of them seemed to be only twice the size of a human. Even so, the sight was still quite shocking.

In the firmament above, more rifts tore open.

The Outer Realms Race poured out from the void rifts, a dense, overwhelming swarm that blotted out the sky.

Among them were not only the blue monsters, but also the Sylvanfolk who cackled at them, along with other demonic creatures. For example, there was an army of bizarre, giant crab-like beings, and a bird race that looked like skeletons. In an instant, the entire Cultivation World plunged into darkness, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

"You races of this lesser world are fit only to be our food! HAHAHAHA!"

At that moment, a blue monster several meters tall hovering in the sky laughed and declared, "I’ve heard that the flesh and blood of Humanity is the most delicious. After searching for so long, we’ve finally found this place. Warriors of the Krall, capture them all alive for me! We’ll roast them for dinner tonight!"

Damn.

That was just going too far!

’What were these Outer Realms Races even saying? They wanted to capture them alive and take them back to be roasted and eaten? Who could stand for that? This was the last straw.’

Hearing this, everyone in the Cultivation World was enraged.

The Demon Cultivators let loose the filthiest curses.

"Fuck your mothers, you worthless race! You lowly, foreign creatures! You monsters haven’t even evolved into a proper human form, and you want to eat us?"

"Fuck... Well, I’ll be damned. A knife in the ass really does open your eyes. To think some mere ants would dare to make a racket in front of us."

"Brothers, let’s get ’em!"

It wasn’t just the Demon Cultivators; even those from the Righteous Immortal Sects wore grim expressions now.

At this moment, the cultivators of the Immortal Sects, led by the Primal Heaven Sect, raised their swords and pointed them at the monsters in the sky.

They rebuked them coldly, "You fiends and monsters from the Outer Realms, you dare boast of roasting and eating us? You come to our territory, ordering us around? We’ve indulged you for too long! It seems you’re tired of living. We cultivators have a duty to slay demons, defend the Path, and protect the common people. Today, we shall enact heaven’s justice and kill you things from the Outer Realms!"

"Cultivators of the Primal Heaven Sect, hear my command! Slay the monsters with me!"

"Yes! We obey!"

"Disciples of the Azure Sky Sect, hear my order! Slay the fiends from the Outer Realms with me!"

"Yes! We obey..."

In that moment, the Immortal Sects mobilized.

They drew their swords and charged into battle.

Besides the cultivators from the Immortal Sects, all the forces of the Demonic Sects, led by the Bloodfiend Den, also charged out at this moment. They unleashed a wild bombardment of all kinds of Magic on the creatures from the Outer Realms.

"Brothers, kill them all!"

"That giant crab looks delicious! Jyejyejye."

"And that blue monster... I’ve lived this long and never eaten an Outer Realms Race. I wonder what they taste like. Would they be good spicy? Jyejyejye."

"Heheh, maybe sliced up for hot pot would be good too."

If one were to speak of the embodiment of evil, these Demon Cultivators were the very picture of it at this moment.

Dark energy swirled around each of them as they jeered, "You lowly races from the Outer Realms are only fit to become our food! Jyejyejye... Brothers, kill!"

By now, the Outer Realms Race had descended upon the Cultivation World like a plague, a black mass as far as the eye could see. Cultivators from both the Immortal and Demonic Paths were already locked in a deadly battle with them.

In the sky above.

Flames surged. Wherever Vermilion passed, countless members of the Sylvanfolk shrieked in agony as they were burned, falling from the sky only to be reduced to ashes. The Vermilion Bird Fire was the perfect counter to this tree-like race, so she targeted them, burning vast swathes with every pass.

Amidst a chorus of screams.

The very earth of the Cultivation World began to tremble. The form of the Black Tortoise emerged from beneath the ground, appearing before everyone like a mountain. A giant snake was coiled around the massive turtle’s body. With a single glance, everyone in the Cultivation World knew it was the Divine Beast, the Black Tortoise.

"Sister Phoenix, I’ve come to help you!"