Chapter 1777 Disparity in Strength
He slowly raised his right hand and made a grasping motion in mid-air towards Xuanming Immortal Lord.
"Do you think that by uttering the words 'Path to Immortality,' you can change my mind, grant my wish, and allow you prisoners to live a little longer, or even see hope of escape or a turn of events?"
"Innocent."
"Click."
It was as if an invisible hand had instantly gripped the space where Xuanming Immortal Lord was, along with her immortal body and soul, and the faint immortal light that was trying to struggle.
"No--."
The Netherworld Sword Immortal and the others were furious and wanted to rush over, but they were firmly suppressed by the soul imprints on their bodies.
Before Xuanming Immortal Lord could even let out a full scream, his entire body exploded under that invisible, terrifying gripping force.
In the inner world, the sacred plants and fruits were eroded and dissolved by a domineering evil force, turning into the most primordial gray-black energy.
Her soul let out a short, extremely mournful cry before being completely annihilated.
A powerful late-stage True Immortal, skilled in divination and prediction and holding a revered position in the Three Pure Ones Immortal Realm, was annihilated, his body and soul destroyed, dying without any value, like an insect casually crushed.
The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils withdrew his hand, his dark gaze sweeping over the three Pure Ones prisoners who were trembling with fear, as well as the demons of the Abyss of Beginning Demons who were equally intimidated by his ruthless methods.
"The Immortal Path... Hmph." He snorted coldly. "Since it's on the way, then... let's go and destroy those nine divine realms before we leave. Perhaps we can find something interesting to bring back some local specialties for those old guys in the Abyss of Beginning Demons."
His tone was casual, as if he were deciding to stomp on a nest of ants and casually pick up some shiny pebbles that might be there.
"As for you," he said indifferently, glancing at the prisoners including the Nether Sword Immortal, "you'd better pray that the Nine Divine Realms are truly valuable. Otherwise, once you return to the Abyss of Beginning Demons, you won't even be qualified to do hard labor."
"Now," the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils turned and stepped onto the Throne of Evil Power, his voice suddenly turning cold and majestic, echoing throughout the army, "target: the Nine Divine Realms, full speed ahead."
"I want to see what's so special about this dilapidated place that could cause the Demon Corpse to capsize in a ditch, attract two groups of people from the Three Pure Ones Immortal Realm, and hide some legends about the Immortal Path."
"If there is a path to immortality, I will take it. If not... then let it turn to dust completely, as the first offering for my advancement to True Immortal."
At his command, the massive demon army, which had just turned around, changed direction again.
This time, there was no more hesitation, no more concealment.
Rumbling--
Demonic energy soared into the sky, and foul clouds rolled in.
The four demonic realms tore through the void and crushed towards the nine divine realms that were so close at hand.
They no longer need to hide, no longer need to calculate the timing of "the oriole unaware of the mantis behind".
The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils sat atop the Throne of Evil Power, his dark eyes gazing down ahead.
For him, this trip was no longer simply about plundering, but about consolidating the newly born True Immortal Dao Fruit, testing the combat power of his subordinates, and conveniently eliminating an eyesore of an obstacle.
Nine divine realms.
The star field that once buried the first vanguard of the Primordial Demon Abyss has been reinforced and even quietly covered by an upgraded Immortal Refining Array.
On the base of the array, precious magical materials obtained from the trade of the Primordial Demon Abyss flowed.
The improved formation is even more powerful than before.
Almost all of the high-end combat forces of the nine divine realms, including four True Immortals and more than four hundred Mahayana cultivators, were on high alert.
When a massive shadow, obscuring starlight, appeared at the edge of the Immortal Refining Array, the hearts of all the cultivators from the Nine Domains clenched painfully.
coming.
Moreover... the number of people far exceeded expectations.
What made their pupils shrink even more was that, in the shadows, besides the expected ferocious demon army of the Primordial Demon Abyss, there were also a large number of cultivators dressed in the robes of the Three Pure Immortal Realms.
“The people of the Three Pure Immortal Realms… how could they…” a Mahayana cultivator exclaimed in a low voice.
"He's been captured and a restriction has been placed on him." You Wuyai's voice was calm, but a hint of seriousness flashed deep in his eyes.
Zhang Xuan's expression was solemn as he quickly scanned the enemy's formation with his divine sense, calculating rapidly in his mind.
The aura of a late-stage True Immortal... Eightfold.
The aura of early and mid-stage True Immortals... exceeds fifty strands.
The combined aura of the Mahayana Demon General and the Mahayana soldiers among the Three Pure Ones reached five hundred.
As for our side... four True Immortals and four hundred Mahayana cultivators.
An absolute disadvantage.
Especially at the True Immortal level, the disparity is almost one to fifteen.
This doesn't even include the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils, who sits on his throne and has already ascended to the status of a True Immortal.
"Activate the grand formation!" Zhang Xuan suppressed the chill in his heart and shouted sharply.
This was a tactic they devised based on their previous success. Relying on the enhanced Immortal Refining Array, they first trapped the enemy, then used the advantages within the array to concentrate their forces and eliminate a portion of them.
"As ordered."
Once the order was given, the array masters, who were already prepared, activated it with all their might.
"Om-"
The chaotic light curtain soared into the sky once again, thicker and more solid than before. Dao patterns of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers flowed endlessly on it, descending upon the surging demon army and surrendered soldiers.
The cultivators of the Nine Realms held their breath, waiting for the great formation to trap the enemy before launching a thunderous attack.
However, what happened next completely shocked everyone present.
Just as the light curtain of the Immortal Refining Array was about to close and envelop the vanguard demon army,
On the throne of calamity, the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Calamities, who had been feigning sleep with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, which were as dark as an abyss.
He didn't even get up; he simply raised his right hand casually and gently brushed his five fingers across the imposing light screen of the Immortal Refining Array.
The movements were light and casual, as if brushing away the dust before one's eyes.
"break!"
A calm voice rang out.
There was no earth-shattering energy eruption, nor any profound and complex laws manifested.
Only a pure and absolute will to annihilate spread silently along the path his fingers traced.
The Dao patterns that formed the light curtain of the Immortal Refining Array vanished into nothingness under this will.
"Shoot-"
The Immortal Refining Array, which could cover hundreds of millions of miles of star field, was as fragile as paper when the Demon Lord Wannie casually swept it, and a huge gap tens of thousands of miles long was forcibly "scraped" out from the front.
Inside and outside the gap, the array's Daoist principles were severed, the energy turbulence subsided, leaving only absolute emptiness and deathly silence.
The entire process took less than a breath.
Dead silence.
The nine divine realms were utterly silent.
All the cultivators stood frozen in place, their faces drained of color, their eyes filled with boundless horror.
"How is this possible? That's a half-step ninth-order immortal formation that can trap and kill a late-stage True Immortal!"
"Even a peak True Immortal would have to put in considerable effort to break through it; it's impossible for it to be done so easily."
“True Immortal…Peak? No…More than that…” You Wuyai’s voice carried a dryness that he himself did not realize.
This is just the tip of the iceberg of the power of the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils.
For the first time, an extremely solemn expression appeared in Jiao'er's beautiful, icy blue eyes.
Zhang Xuan's heart sank to the bottom.
His worst fears have come true.
The strength of the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils far exceeds intelligence estimates.
