Chapter 883: The World-Destroying War in My Memory
Jiang Yantian remained silent.
Instead, he looked at the scene that appeared before his eyes.
The number of people on both sides combined is simply countless.
No wonder it was a war that would destroy the world.
Among cultivators, most of the strong ones died in this war.
This is why even Nascent Soul cultivators can be called Ancestors.
There are really only some noobs left.
Jiang Yantian scanned the entire scene with his gaze.
The remnant spirit stood beside him, suspended high in the sky.
Against this backdrop, they appeared as insignificant as two ants.
Looking up at that world-destroying war that could shake the ages.
The earth beneath our feet has long since been transformed into a living hell!
The battlefield below was already in complete chaos!
Countless demonic armies surged like a black tide, relentlessly assaulting the defensive barrier in front of the Dao Ancestor's formation.
The ancient ferocious beast, hundreds of feet tall, wielded its sharp claws, tearing the divine light of immortals and gods to shreds.
The winged beast spewed out ghostly flames, and wherever it passed, even the space itself seemed to burn.
Countless cultivators were torn to pieces in the demonic tide before they could even scream!
The opposing force, a powerful being above the True Immortal level, refused to be outdone, unleashing a barrage of magical treasures and displaying a variety of immortal techniques.
Flying swords flew like fireflies, magical treasures resembled stars, and all sorts of dazzling supernatural powers exploded on the battlefield.
It illuminated the dim world.
However, there were simply too many monsters.
They were utterly fearless, advancing wave upon wave, using their flesh and blood to carve out a path to destruction.
Some of them are practically immortal, fearless in their attacks.
Blood stained the earth red, and severed limbs fell like raindrops.
The whole world was shrouded in a thick stench of blood.
Unlike the fierce battle below, the standoff high above remained deathly silent.
Two thousand Dao Ancestors hovered on the left side of the sky, their bodies radiating divine light, and Dao runes intertwined to form various strange phenomena.
Surrounded by the sun, moon, and stars, some have various phantom images of Dharma forms appearing behind them.
It seems like they represent the pinnacle of combat power of the righteous path across the heavens.
"Want to experience it from a first-person perspective?" Canling asked Jiang Yantian with a smile.
“Okay, first-person perspective, let me experience it!” Jiang Yantian did not refuse.
Canling nodded and reached out to take Jiang Yantian's hand.
Jiang Yantian paused.
"Damn it, you grabbed my hand! How disgusting!"
The remnant spirit was speechless for a moment: "I am just a memory of your spirit, I am yourself. Would it feel awkward if you held your own left hand with your right hand?"
"That's weird!"
"Oh well, I'm such a troublemaker!" Canling cursed himself.
Jiang Yantian glanced at him and rolled her eyes.
"Let's go! Let me show you what it's like when the Demon Emperor confronts a thousand Dao Ancestors, and the heavens and earth shatter and the sky is stained with blood."
The two merged instantly.
A cloud of black mist rose up.
When Jiang Yantian opened his eyes, he occupied the position he had occupied in ancient times.
Although I cannot move, it is as if I am there.
At that very moment, the other party made a move.
The Dao Ancestors dispersed and formed a massive "Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array".
As the array patterns flowed, they exuded a terrifying pressure that suppressed all ages.
They attempted to trap and kill the Undying Demon Emperor here.
However, Jiang Yantian remained calm and composed.
He didn't even glance at the chaotic battle below.
Those dark eyes simply swept over the two thousand Dao Ancestors opposite them.
There was no anger in his eyes, only indifference, as if he were looking at a group of noisy ants.
The black robe fluttered in the air, and the long silver hair danced in the wind.
Just by standing there, he made the whole world pale in comparison!
"Undying Demon Emperor, today is your death day!" An old man in a purple-gold dragon robe shouted sternly from the Dao Ancestor formation.
He is above the Nine Heavens, in charge of the power of the Heavenly Dao and the stars.
"Get started, blanch them!" Jiang Yantian urged.
Who knew it would all seem like a memory, yet I still felt the urge to take action.
A mocking smile played on his lips. He didn't speak, but simply raised his right hand slowly.
The instant he raised his hand!
Click! Click! Click!
The whole world seemed to be slowed down!
First is the void.
Centered on the Demon Emperor, dark cracks spread out like a spider web.
It spread rapidly throughout the entire sky.
These cracks are bottomless, filled with chaotic energy turbulence.
Anything that gets close will be torn to shreds instantly.
Even the "Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array" set up by the Dao Ancestor trembled violently, and the array patterns broke inch by inch.
It let out a mournful cry, overwhelmed by the burden!
Above the sky, the "chain of Heavenly Laws" that was once clearly visible began to break.
It made a crisp sound like breaking glass.
Golden fragments of laws rained down from the sky, like a meteor shower.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth became extremely violent, and various strange phenomena occurred frequently.
It was daytime, but suddenly the sky was filled with stars, and even time began to malfunction, sometimes speeding up and sometimes flowing backward!
Jiang Yantian truly felt how powerful he was in ancient times.
With a mere wave of the hand, the heavens and earth crumbled; that's how terrifying it was.
Someone on the other side shouted at the same time, "Oh no! The Heavenly Dao is collapsing!"
Fear was evident on his face.
They cultivate themselves throughout their lives, pursuing the goal of becoming one with the Dao.
Now I'm witnessing the collapse of the Heavenly Way.
My faith has been challenged like never before!
Finally, there is the earth.
Huge cracks spread from the center of the battlefield, rapidly extending to the horizon.
These fissures are thousands of feet deep, filled with magma and chilling, ghostly energy.
Countless mountains collapsed through the cracks, countless rivers were swallowed up, and the whole world was falling apart!
"A bunch of idiots!"
The Demon Emperor finally spoke.
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an immense power that made his words law.
It instantly drowned out all the sounds of fighting, explosions, and screams on the battlefield!
As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his raised right hand tightly!
"boom!!"
In an instant, it seemed as if he held the entire world in his hands!
The world-destroying demonic flames atop the black dragon's head suddenly erupted, transforming into a black fire dragon that pierced through the heavens and earth.
Roaring, it charged towards the Dao Ancestor formation!
Wherever it goes, the void is annihilated, the laws collapse, and even fragments of the Heavenly Dao are devoured!
It’s finally starting!
Jiang Yantian smiled.
The two thousand Dao Ancestors opposite him changed their expressions drastically and all unleashed their most treasured magical weapons to desperately defend themselves.
However, their defenses were as fragile as paper in the face of this attack that contained the very essence of the Demon Emperor.
"Puff puff!"
Hundreds of Dao Ancestors were instantly devoured by the black fire dragon, their souls unable to escape and turning into ashes!
There was even a "Ziwei Emperor Star Seal" unleashed by a Daoist patriarch.
They were all bitten to pieces by the fire dragon.
He himself coughed up blood and flew backward, his divine light dimmed!
With just one strike, hundreds of Dao Ancestors perished!
This is the true power of the Undying Demon Emperor! This is the imperial might that can make all the heavens tremble!
Jiang Yantian looked at his own awesomeness and admired himself greatly.
No seat, that's top-notch.
However, this is only the beginning.
The sky above them was suddenly cleaved in two.
Half of the sky was a charred black curtain of crimson demonic flames, and the other half was a dazzling crack torn apart by the radiant light of the Dao Ancestor.
The chaotic energy, like boiling ink, gushed out from the cracks, turning the Milky Way into broken pearls.
