Slaying Demons: Starting with Upgrading my Calligraphy
Chapter 834 - 659: Mountain and River Map
"This battle, only victory, no defeat.
In the past, these demons killed our people, disturbed our peace.
Today, it's our turn to repay them in kind.
The auspicious hour has arrived, youngsters, go and turn their world upside down."
Accompanied by the wave of a great sleeve from the primordial spirit boss commanding the All Heavens Star Universe Black Shuttle, thirty straight and sturdy beams of starlight suddenly descended from the black-blue sky, enveloping all the Dao Body True Monarchs tightly.
The next second.
The starlight fused, transforming into a slim, streamlined flying shuttle, its tail erupting with endless brilliance, piercing through the deep space-bounding realm, sending these thirty Dao Body True Monarchs into the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. ππ³π¦ππ€ππ£π―β΄π·π¦π.πππ
"Everyone, next, it's our turn."
After sending off the juniors to train, the primordial spirit true honor group slowly rose, their vast aura suddenly bursting forth, sixty-nine light pillars shot up into the sky, forcibly tearing apart and shattering the filthy black clouds that have covered the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains for tens of thousands of years, revealing a clear and clean bright day.
The Human Clan's True Venerables released their aura recklessly, instantly awakening countless ancient, sinister, violent and cold gazes, all fixed upon them.
"Daring you humans to come to our Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, do you not know how to write the word 'death'?"
With a roar of anger, huge figures resembling ancient demon gods suddenly appeared, treading on mountains, with heads touching the heavens, striding with thunderous steps, their eyes like blood-red suns staring intensely at the Human Clan's True Venerables.
"One, two, three... forty-six.
Why are there only forty-six, the count is incorrect, some are hiding and have yet to reveal themselves."
Indifferently observing those terrifying demon ancestor demon venerables, Sect Master Supreme of the Domineering Body Sect Yang Jingzhe, holding an iron rod over his shoulder, with his upper body bare, showcased his eternally indestructible, unyielding vajra-like perfect physique, yawning.
"Xi Ming, find those who like playing hide and seek."
"Understood." True Venerable Xi Ming, with a thousand hands and eyes, nodded gently, seeing his thousand palms' singular eyes suddenly starting to blink rapidly, constantly rotating, sweeping the surroundings with penetrating gaze, even those hidden with superior concealment techniques, couldn't escape his [Thousand-Eyed Sky Patrol Brightness True Method]!
"Found them."
As the divine eyes ceased their motion, tangible orange-yellow glances illuminated immediately, finding all the demon ancestor demon venerables who had hidden through various means.
Seeing concealment useless, these hidden demons no longer disguised themselves, revealing their true bodies with a cold snort.
"Eighty-three, the count matches."
Upon matching the number of demon ancestor demon venerables, the Human Clan's True Venerables opened their eyes and gazed upon these beings born in the Tianyuan Main Realm, yet constantly harboring great malice towards the Human Race.
In an instant.
The might of the true venerables flared, each Human Clan's True Venerable fully blossomed with endless divine power, standing like a Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, exuding layers upon layers of majestic presence with every breath.
On the opposing side, the demons matched this by releasing equally formidable domineering vigor, showcasing manifold enormous phenomena of demonic atmosphere, corpse mountains, and blood seas, obscuring the sky.
As beings who reached the pinnacle of heaven and earth.
Both Human Clan's True Venerables and demon ancestor demon venerables wield immense power.
Placed outside the domain, they could each become the master of a realm.
Yet today, these more than one hundred sixty primordial spirit bosses will engage in a complete showdown.
Such a grand battle.
Hasn't occurred since the Middle Ancient Era.
"You humans are truly bold, the calamity has begun, yet you don't stay in your central earth domain, waiting for the alien race from outside the domain to trouble you.
Still, you dare to invade my Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, I see your position as the Heaven and Earth main character is truly coming to an end." Spoken by a demon ancestor, resembling a human, with a robust physique, a bright red ganoderma crown on his head, holding a sharp blade.
"Nine-leaf Ganoderma Spirit, you still have the face to boast here, during the battle outside the domain, if you hadn't accidentally encountered the Nine Stars in a row, causing turmoil in the starry sky, your head would've long been soaking in my wine vat."
"But it's alright, after waiting so long, surely the medicinal power has greatly intensified."
"Friends, don't compete with me, Yang has already booked this Medicine Spirit's head."
With a slight upward glance at the speaking Nine-leaf Ganoderma Spirit, Yang Jingzhe sneered, evidently having fought with this demon ancestor before and nearly captured him.
Noticing Yang Jingzhe targeting him, Nine-leaf Ganoderma Spirit's dark green cheeks involuntarily darkened.
Yang Jingzhe is a Martial Arts Great Saint, with formidable combat prowess ranking among the top of Human Clan's True Venerables.
During the battle outside the domain years ago, he had nearly torn him apart without resistance.
Unexpectedly, after so long, he ran into this lethal star again.
Yet with their current numerical advantage, and fighting in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains' home ground, thinking of this, Nine-leaf Ganoderma Spirit's courage surged, swinging his sword directly at Yang Jingzhe:
"Everyone can talk big, let's see which head gets chopped first."
"Yo huh?" Perhaps not expecting this once-rattled, knee-begging spirit to be so arrogant today, Yang Jingzhe's mouth curled, revealing two fangs, squinting his narrow eyes tightly focused on Nine-leaf Ganoderma Spirit:
"Alright, you said it."
"I said it, I said it, afraid, afraid of you? No way." Even though boasting fearlessness, Nine-leaf Ganoderma Spirit instinctively clenched his simple blade tightly.