Chapter 1023: Chapter 437: Breakthrough Treasure; The Battle Reignites (Part 3)

No one noticed that amidst the pervasive bloodthirsty aura, there were faint, almost imperceptible traces of blood energy quietly diminishing, as if being absorbed by some invisible presence.

At this very moment

"Buzz!"

In the sky thousands of feet high, the thick, leaden gray mist and chaotic energy currents, gathered due to the Divinity Transformation battle, were forcibly parted by an invisible force.

A patch of eerily clear void appeared suddenly.

In the void, a majestic, indescribable palace floated silently.

The palace was over a hundred feet tall, entirely carved from a flawless, lustrous, jade-like material.

"Is that the Ancient Demon Hall!?"

Everyone on the battlefield was drawn to it.

Since its last disappearance, it had been silent for too long, how could it suddenly reappear?

The answer soon unfolded.

Roar! Howl!

Amidst countless roars filled with violence, bloodlust, and a desire for destruction, the pale doors of the Ancient Demon Hall blasted open.

Numerous ancient demons, grotesque in form with surging demonic qi, surged out like a tide.

Some resembled giant lizards, their backs bristling with bone spikes; others were twisted humanoid figures covered in scales...

Their targets were not the Star Palace cultivators but the Demon Race and the Outer Sea Alliance.

They threw themselves fearlessly at the Demon Race settlements, tearing with claws and spewing demonic flames, employing all sorts of bizarre and malicious demonic divine techniques, dealing a devastating blow to the already pressured Demon Race defenses!

The situation collapsed instantly.

The Demon Race fell into an absolute disadvantage, suffering heavy casualties.

And what was even more despairing.

A terrifying demonic will, far surpassing the Nascent Soul level and reaching the Divinity Transformation level, emanated from deep within the Ancient Demon Hall, mockingly targeting the fifth-stage Dragon King Ao Guang, who was fiercely battling the Star Palace Saints.

"Roar!"

Ao Guang let out an earth-shaking, furious dragon roar.

The roar was filled with the boundless wrath and a hint of disbelief etched by betrayal and deceit.

"Star King, Moon God, you... you actually colluded with the Ancient Demons and betrayed the beings of this realm!"

He finally understood where the Star Palace Saints’ unusual calmness originated.

Their trump card was not a treasure or divine technique, but the invocation of external enemies, the common great enemy of all life in this realm—the Ancient Demons.

The Star King remained surrounded by brilliant starlight, yet his voice was chillingly devoid of emotion: "Victory belongs to kings and defeat to rebels; where is the betrayal in that? As long as the goal can be achieved, what harm is there in leveraging some external force?"

The Moon God cast a frosty gaze across the battlefield below, which had plunged into chaos and despair with the appearance of the Ancient Demons, the corners of her mouth hinting at an almost imperceptible curve.

The fixation of the Divinity Transformation Ancient Demon meant that Ao Guang would face the onslaught of three beings of the same rank.

"It’s over!"

The late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators of the Outer Sea Alliance, such as Yun Weifeng and Yan Feng, turned pale at this scene, their eyes filled with utter despair.

Star Palace, they actually involved the Ancient Demons.

Moreover, among the Ancient Demons, there truly existed a terrifying presence that had recovered Divinity Transformation combat power.

How could they possibly withstand this?

With a fifth-stage Dragon King already at his limit against the Star Palace Saints, now with the addition of a Divinity Transformation Ancient Demon... the end for the Outer Sea seemed imminent.

Standing on the edge of the battlefield, alongside Hongyi and Xu Ping, they too were exceedingly grave.

Xu Ping’s gaze was fixed intently on the figure slowly emerging from the Ancient Demon Hall, enveloped in dense demonic qi.

"Hehuan Old Demon!"

Xu Ping’s heart tightened, recognizing at a glance the true body of the ancient demon reborn after seizing a body.

After being severely injured back then, this demon disappeared, only to have hidden in the Ancient Demon Hall to recover its strength, fully reaching Divinity Transformation level.

At this moment, the Hehuan Old Demon, with overwhelming demonic qi, though wielding no evident supreme treasure, exuded Ancient Demon Secret Techniques with unparalleled might in every gesture.

Beams of demonic light and soul-eroding demon flames, together with the eerie power of laws, continuously bombarded Ao Guang, forming a pincer attack with the Star King’s brilliant starlight and the Moon God’s frosty moonlight.

Ao Guang, the Dragon King, let out a roaring bellow of rage, his dragon body tumbling as he stirred up the winds and clouds for miles around.

The rules of the Outer Sea’s heavens and earth still struggled to augment him, unleashing the primal dragon breath without reserve to try to fend off the simultaneous attack from all three beings of the same rank.

Yet, two fists were no match for four hands.

Amid the coordinated assault from the three Divinity Transformation beings.

His massive dragon body continuously accumulated new wounds, dragon blood raining down like a storm, and his aura visibly waned by the moment, plunging into an absolute disadvantage, signs of defeat beginning to show.

"We can’t wait any longer!"

Xu Ping and the Nine Nether Elder, disguised as an unassuming early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, swiftly exchanged divine thoughts.

If they did not act, once Ao Guang was utterly defeated, the Demon Race army would inevitably collapse, resulting in the Star Palace and Ancient Demon coalition sweeping the Outer Sea, and their fate would be no better than that of the Demon Race.

This failure might be even more tragic than the last. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Moreover, the two had surprisingly consistent targets—Hehuan Old Demon.

Though this demon was powerful, its aura was evidently unstable compared to the Star Palace Saints, clearly not yet fully restored to its peak condition.

And more so, it came alone, with no supreme treasure in hand, making it the weakest link among the three Divinity Transformation beings.

"Take action!"

Xu Ping’s eyes flashed with severity, leaving no room for reservation.

He abruptly slapped his storage bag, and a flag as black as ink, seemingly capable of engulfing all light, soared into the sky!

Ten Thousand Souls Banner!

"Roar!"

The banner stretched against the wind, transforming into a massive hundred-foot tall flag, fluttering loudly.

Countless sinister, agonized, and violent souls poured out from the flag like a breached flood.

Especially the oppression emitted by the spectral spirits was not yet truly at the Divinity Transformation level, but it was exceedingly close.

The overwhelming murderous aura instantaneously dispelled the demonic qi for miles around, bringing a hush over the entire battlefield.

"Is this the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

Yan Feng exclaimed in shock, his eyes nearly bulging out.

Yun Weifeng gasped, his face filled with disbelief.