With the fall of this semi-Saint demon, a new door seemed to have been opened in the war. Soon, in the next few hours, the scene of semi-Saints falling one after another appeared.
One had to know that these were the semi-Saints of the two races. Although they weren't the top fighting strength of both sides, they were definitely strong existences.
Let's not talk about other things. In normal times, the status of the semi-Saints of the Human Race of the Tianhe Continent might not be as high as that of a Saint, but once you broke through to the semi-Saint realm, your life would be almost no threat.
This was because it was very difficult to kill a semi-Saint without the help of a Saint.
In a battle of the same level, it was very difficult for a semi-Saint to kill another semi-Saint. You might be able to win, but it was very difficult to completely kill the other party.
On the path of martial arts, with the breakthrough of cultivation, in addition to the continuous increase of strength and lifespan, the life of a cultivator would also be greatly increased.
In the realm of semi-Saint, ordinary fatal injuries were no longer a threat to them. Let's put it this way. An ordinary person might be stabbed in the heart, but a semi-Saint was different. Even if their heart was directly shattered, they wouldn't die directly.
With their powerful cultivation, a semi-Saint powerhouse could persist for a long time without a heart. Moreover, through some medicinal pills and their own recuperation, a semi-Saint powerhouse could completely recover to their original state.
This was the terrifying aspect of a person's powerful vitality. It was also because of this powerful vitality that it was very difficult to kill a semi-Saint powerhouse.
But now, such semi-Saint powerhouses were dying in droves.
It had been a day and a night since the outbreak of the battle. In fact, the reason why a large number of semi-Saints had begun to die was because of this.
At this point, almost all the semi-Saint powerhouses had been seriously injured. In this way, many semi-Saints could be said to be on the verge of death. This was why such a scene of a large number of semi-Saints dying in droves had occurred.
If one hadn't experienced it personally, perhaps no one would have believed that semi-Saint powerhouses would start to die in droves like ordinary cultivators.
Such a large number of semi-Saints dying naturally attracted the attention of many people. At this time, many people had gradually realized that the tragic extent of this battle was probably more bloody and terrifying than they had imagined.
Even Half-Saints had started to fall in droves, then what about Saints? And what about those Holy Sons and Demon Sons? Would they also die in such a tragic battle?
While many people were speculating, such a thing finally happened. On the side of the Human Race, a Holy Son from Sun Saint Sect had fallen, killed by a Devil Son.
The Holy Son had fallen. Since the start of the battle, the Holy Sons and Demonic Sons of both sides had finally died.
There was a bloody hole the size of a fist on his chest. This Holy Son from the Sun Saint Sect had his chest smashed by someone's punch and died directly.
His body fell heavily from the sky. At the same time, a Demon Son who had used the Great Demon Body and was covered in wounds stood in front of the Holy Son. He sneered as he watched the final scene of the human Holy Son's death.
There was a hint of excitement in his eyes. Clearly, this Sacred Son from the Sun Saint Sect had been told by this Demon Son that he could kill a Sacred Son of the human race. This Demon Son looked very excited.
However, perhaps because he had killed the Holy Son, it had aroused the anger of the surrounding Human Race cultivators. For a time, many disciples from Sun Saint Sect roared and attacked the Demon Son.
"Avenge the Holy Son! Kill him!"
Someone roared. Then, the Demon Son was also besieged by many disciples of Sun Saint Sect. Seeing this, the Demon Son sneered.
"Hmph, a bunch of ants dares to court death? I'll fulfill your wish."
Even though he was seriously injured, the Demon Son was still fearless. Of course, there were also many Demon Race cultivators around him.
The two sides fought fiercely, but because the Holy Son of the Human Race had been killed, the situation on the battlefield quickly took a turn for the worse. The Human Race was retreating in defeat, while the Demon Race, under the leadership of the Demon Son, was full of vigor.
The Holy Son had also died in battle. Of course, this was not an exception. As the battle continued, more Holy Sons and Demonic Sons died in battle. However, this time, the one who died was a Demonic Son of the Devil Clan, and the one who killed him was Xiao Chen's big brother, Chen Ling.
Chen Ling's opponent this time was a Demon Son from the Blue Tribe. After a fierce battle, Chen Ling successfully killed the Demon Son, chopping off his head with one strike.
Seeing Chen Ling kill the Demon Son, the Human Race cultivators on the battlefield were full of confidence. Their vigor soared, and they all shouted angrily.
"Kill, kill all these Demons."
With the Holy Sons and Demon Sons appearing one after another, everyone knew what was going to happen next. Even the Holy Sons and Demon Sons had begun to die, so shouldn't it be time to kill the Saints on both sides?
Everyone was right. On the third day of the battle, a Saint had fallen. This time, it was a Saint from the Human Race who had fallen, a Saint from the Heavenly Saint Sect.
A rain of blood suddenly fell from the sky above the two armies that were originally fighting. At the same time, there seemed to be a faint sound of someone crying from the horizon.
The sudden change stunned everyone. Many people knew what this meant.
The sound of crying meant that the heavens were crying, and the rain of blood meant that the heavens were crying. But why would the heavens cry and cry? That was because a Saint had fallen.
Because a Saint had fallen, the heavens were crying. At the same time, accompanied by the rain of blood, a spatial crack appeared in the sky. From the void, a man covered in blood, dressed in rags, and without any aura of life, appeared before everyone's eyes.
This was a Human Race Saint. Judging from his clothes, he should have come from the Heavenly Saint Sect. However, at this moment, this once noble Heavenly Saint Sect Saint was already a corpse. After three days of bitter battle, this Heavenly Saint Sect Saint had fallen.
No one knew which Demon Race Saint had killed him. However, with this Saint's fall, the cruelty of war was truly displayed before everyone without any concealment.
At this moment, everyone knew that no one was absolutely safe in war. Here, human lives were like grass. Not only did ordinary cultivators face the threat of death at any time, but even Saints were the same.
In such a war, Saints were no longer invincible, nor were they undying legends. Even if you were a Saint, you would still die in such a battle, just like this Heavenly Saint Sect Saint.
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