Chapter 290 The cruelty of war

Between heaven and earth, the flames of war permeated, the blood dyed the earth red, and the cruelty of the war was beyond imagination. The war between Xuantian Domain and Lingtian Domain had lasted for several months. The hatred between them accumulated, and they were fighting with swords, with no room for compromise.

A valley on the border of Lingtian Territory, which was once lush with vegetation, has now become a devastated battlefield. Broken trees lie on the ground in all directions, and the ground is covered with holes of varying depths. The air is filled with the smell of burnt and blood. This was once the base of a small sect, but now it has been breached by the cultivators of Xuantian Territory, and the ground is full of corpses.

"Kill them all! Don't leave any one alive!" A general from Xuantian Domain waved the long sword in his hand coldly, blood splattered everywhere, and there was no mercy on his face.

A Lingtian Domain disciple struggled to escape, shouting, "Don't kill me! I'm just following orders!" However, before he could finish his words, a Xuantian Domain cultivator stabbed him in the chest with a sword, and blood spurted out.

This kind of scene is played out every day at the border between Xuantian Territory and Lingtian Territory. No matter whether it is a large sect or a small sect, no matter whether it is a strong or a weak person, as long as they are involved in this war, the ending is almost always death.

On another battlefield, the Blood Demon Sect's cultivators, with an aura of unbridled cruelty, engaged in a fierce battle with the Ling Tian Domain's cultivators. A Ling Tian Domain's sect master gritted his teeth, his long sword was covered with cracks, but he still refused to retreat even a single step.

"You evil beasts! Even if I die, I will not let you set foot in Lingtian Realm!" His roar was full of determination, but before he finished speaking, a long sword with a bloody aura had already chopped down. He hastily parried and was blown away, hitting a broken wall not far away, blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth.

A cultivator from the Blood Demon Sect approached with a sneer, "You don't know what life and death is! Aren't you so-called righteous cultivators still trampled under our feet?" As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword, and the sect leader's head flew high into the air, with blood gushing out.

The Lingtian Territory cultivators around saw this scene, their eyes were filled with fear, but no one retreated. They held their weapons tightly with both hands, and even though their bodies were shaking, their steps did not waver.

"We will fight to the death to avenge our leader!" A young disciple shouted and rushed towards the enemy with a determined look. However, his figure was soon overwhelmed by the enemy. The next moment, blood splattered and his body fell to the ground.

In this war, there are no winners, only endless sacrifices. Every day, a sect is destroyed, and every day, monks fall. The battlefield is filled with blood and corpses piled up like mountains. The once glorious sect has become a ruin.

In an unknown small town, the once bustling streets were now deserted, with only broken rubble and burnt ruins telling of the tragedy that had happened. The only teleportation array in the city was destroyed, blood dyed the array platform red, and the air was filled with a suffocating silence.

"When will this war end..." A survivor hiding in the ruins murmured in a low voice, his eyes full of despair and confusion.

The Lord of Lingtian Territory stood on the high platform, looking down at the battle report below. His face was gloomy, and his hands were clenched into fists. An elder beside him sighed and said, "Lord, if this continues, our losses will increase. Perhaps... we should retreat temporarily and re-plan our strategy."

"Retreat?" The Territory Lord snorted coldly, "If we retreat, the demon cultivators from Xuantian Territory will definitely take advantage of the situation and attack. By then, Lingtian Territory will be in even greater danger!"

“But…” The elder wanted to persuade him, but was interrupted by the Territory Lord with a wave of his hand, “No buts! This is the final showdown between the righteous and the evil, we have no way out!”

The leader of the Blood Demon Sect of Xuantian Domain stood on a high ground on the battlefield, surrounded by several of his capable generals. Looking at the tragic defeat of the Lingtian Domain cultivators, a sneer appeared on his face.

"These righteous monks are nothing but chickens and dogs. We are not to be feared at all." He said, his tone full of sarcasm and disdain. "Continue to attack and kill all those who disobey us! Xuantian Domain and Lingtian Domain will eventually become the world of our Blood Demon Sect!"

"Yes, Master!" The subordinates responded in unison, and then rushed to the battlefield with wild laughter, slaughtering those monks who had no power to fight back.

The cruelty of war has chilled people's hearts. The monks watched their relatives and friends die one by one, and their hearts were filled with despair. However, this war is far from over. The blood will continue to flow and the corpses will continue to pile up until one side is completely destroyed.

As the war intensified, both Xuantian Territory and Lingtian Territory had no way out and began to use their last trump cards. The world was filled with a murderous aura, and the battlefield seemed to be shrouded by an invisible oppression.

In the center of the camp on the Xuantian Domain side, the leader of the Blood Demon Sect stood on a high blood sacrifice altar, with his hands raised high, muttering something. Behind him was an evil altar built with the blood of countless creatures, emitting a disgusting bloody smell. Wisps of blood light rose from the ground, as if countless resentful souls were whispering, and the whole world seemed to be infected by this evil breath.

"All living beings are ants, burn your lives for my blood demon's way!" The Blood Demon Sect's leader's voice was like thunder, shaking the entire battlefield. His face was ferocious and excited, and his eyes were flashing with scarlet light.

Around the altar, countless captured creatures were forcibly drained of their vitality, transforming into blood-colored beams of light that shot up into the sky. Those beams of light gathered above the altar, forming a strange blood cloud, in which countless distorted faces could be vaguely seen struggling and wailing.

“What kind of evil magic is this!” The cultivators from Lingtian Territory were all horrified when they saw this scene.

"No... they actually sacrificed human lives! This is so cruel!"

An elder from Lingtian Territory roared and rushed to the altar, trying to stop it. However, as soon as he approached the altar, he was enveloped by a bloody light and was instantly torn into countless pieces.

"Hahaha! You don't know your own limitations!" The Blood Demon Sect's leader's wild laughter echoed above the battlefield. His aura became stronger and stronger, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of blood mist, like a demon god descending to the earth.

On the other side, the Lingtian Territory's camp was not to be outdone. The Territory Lord held an ancient spear with complex runes engraved on the spear body, exuding a majestic and majestic aura. He whispered some ancient spell, then suddenly stomped his feet, and pointed the spear straight at the sky.

"Lingtian Spear, appear!"

As the Territory Lord roared, the spear suddenly shone brightly, and a righteous aura descended from the sky, covering the entire battlefield. Those areas infected by the Blood Demon Sect's evil magic actually began to dissipate under the impact of this righteous aura, and the blood cloud also dimmed a little.

“The cultivators of Lingtian Territory, listen up to my orders. Join me in fighting to the death against the Blood Demon Sect!” The Territory Lord’s voice was filled with majesty and unquestionable momentum, inspiring the morale of the Lingtian Territory’s people.

"Fight the Blood Demon Sect to the death!"

The cultivators of Lingtian Territory shouted in unison, urging their own magic weapons and spiritual tools to release brilliant spiritual light and rush straight to the Blood Demon Sect's camp. Some sects even used forbidden techniques and treasures that had been treasured for hundreds of years, erupting with unimaginable power.

However, the Blood Demon Sect had already anticipated Ling Tianyu's counterattack. Their leader waved the blood knife in his hand and sneered: "These righteous monks still want to stop us with mere ordinary weapons and forbidden techniques? Wishful thinking!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the Blood Demon Sect monks who were raised by the blood sacrifice shouted loudly, and their aura suddenly surged. The blood light on their bodies became more and more intense, and the original injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even their aura was raised to a higher level.

"kill!"

These Blood Demon Sect monks who were strengthened by the blood sacrifice rushed towards the Lingtian Territory monks like crazy. At the moment of the collision, spiritual light and blood light intertwined, and a deafening roar broke out, and the entire battlefield seemed to be doomsday.

"These demons have lost their humanity!" A cultivator from Ling Tianyu roared, and he urged his spirit sword to chop at a cultivator from Blood Demon Sect. However, the cultivator from Blood Demon Sect did not dodge, but blocked the attack of the spirit sword with his arm, and then slapped the cultivator from Ling Tianyu with his backhand, sending him flying several feet away, spitting blood and dying.

"Hahaha! How dare a mere righteous cultivator dare to challenge us!"

The cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect became more and more rampant, and although the morale of the cultivators from the Lingtian Domain remained high, they gradually began to fall into a disadvantage under the suppression of these evil spells.

"We can't delay this any longer..." Ling Tian Territory's Lord whispered, his eyes showing a hint of determination, "Use Ling Tian Spear as the core of the formation and forcibly break their blood sacrifice formation!"

"Domain Lord! If you force your move, the Lingtian Spear might break!" An elder tried to dissuade him hastily.

"If we lose this battle, Lingtian Domain will cease to exist!" The Domain Lord's voice was loud and clear. His figure suddenly leaped up and turned into a dazzling stream of light that rushed straight to the blood sacrifice altar.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly tense, and the trump cards of both sides were revealed one by one. The battle had entered its most brutal stage. Whether it was Xuantian Domain or Lingtian Domain, every battle was accompanied by a large number of casualties and bloodshed, and the world was completely shrouded in killing and despair.