The pale aura of the saber swept across the sea of stars in a storm of blood. Then, the memory pieces swirled at an even higher speed. Li Yao had experienced almost a thousand life-and-death battles in Ba Yanzhi's virtual world.
At first, faced with the well-trained, well-disciplined, and resourceful Cultivators, the mortals in the past, who were now demon soldiers, were more likely to fail than to win. Many times, they were surrounded and annihilated by the major sects together, with only sparks left.
But the demon soldiers had the greatest advantage, which was their number!
It was exactly the same as the history that Li Yao had read in the textbooks.
At the end of the civil war of the ancient Cultivators, the spiritual energy was running dry, and the major sects suffered heavy casualties. It was impossible for the Cultivators to sustain a protracted war with only them.
Therefore, after the secret of the 'Divine Water of Kunlun' was discovered, the Ultimate One Sect at first, then the alliance of the Nine Sects, and then the ten thousand sects in the thousand Sectors, more or less, all began to train the mortals under their rule in secret. The mortal army was transformed into demon soldiers and demon generals, who were asked to fight on behalf of the Cultivators.
Later, the pattern of the war often became that one or two Cultivators would lead thousands of demon soldiers as generals. Once the demon soldiers collapsed, the Cultivators would run away immediately without looking back.
After all, with the war coming to this point, the Cultivators were too precious. How could they be killed casually?
If some Cultivation sects were unwilling to train demon soldiers, they would be swallowed by the scourge of the infinite demon soldiers of other sects, and their orthodoxy would be cut off!
In such a vicious cycle, the demon soldiers spread out like a virus and became Ba Yanzhi's best support.
Even if there was only one soldier left, as long as the fire of resistance in the demon soldiers and demon generals' hearts was ignited, Ba Yanzhi's army would be revived again and again. Like a snowball, it was rolling bigger and bigger!
Just like that, the bloody war lasted for more than a hundred years. Li Yao saw that the army around Ba Yanzhi was getting larger and larger, and it was getting more and more magnificent. At the beginning, they were wearing leather skirts and cloth armor and fighting with their claws and teeth. Later, they were wearing purple gold chain mail, holding flying swords that they had captured, and driving the divine boats that they had stolen, burning the fire of rebellion from one planet to another and from one Sector to another!
Every time they arrived in a new world. All the Cultivation sects were annihilated. The land and the mother lodes that belonged to the Cultivators were given to the mortals. All the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and medicines were ground into powder and mixed into the food to make 'relief pills' so that the starving disaster victims could survive the famine.
Therefore, in order to defend their land and prevent the cultivators from making a comeback, a large number of mortals were willing to drink the Divine Water of Kunlun. They would become demons and obey Ba Yanzhi's orders!
"As long as we can protect our own land and feed our wives and children, we can do whatever we want. Live well. Even if you become a demon, so what?! "
Ba Yanzhi's army had transformed one world after another with such a slogan!
Finally, in a glittering new world, surrounded by colorful nebulas that looked like divine palaces, Ba Yanzhi saw the outside of a planet. Hundreds of Star Rings spun rapidly, forming an impregnable formation. The collision of the star fragments produced four magnificent waves. It was written in large, majestic characters.
"The Empyrean Terminus Sect!"
Li Yao was greatly alarmed. The Empyrean Terminus Sect was the strongest sect in the three thousand Sectors at the end of the age of ancient Cultivators.
In Li Yao's history textbooks, they were also a sect that fought the demon race to the last moment.
After the Star Ocean Imperium was established, the capital world was named the 'Empyrean Terminus Sector' and the capital space zone was named the 'Empyrean Terminus Space Zone' in honor of the Empyrean Terminus Sect.
The dense fleet of divine boats in front of the army of billions of demons that filled the entire sea of stars was telling the magnificence of the Empyrean Terminus Sect in silence, too!
Li Yao took a deep breath. It seemed that this was the final battle between the demon race and the ancient Cultivators!
Ba Yanzhi was wearing a translucent black armor. He was carrying a nine-ringed saber that was refined by the combination of the 'ultimate treasures' of almost a hundred sects. He was standing on a divine boat that he had captured.
The divine boat had been tied up by countless thick veins that looked like vines. Translucent tumors were growing out of the veins, which were releasing bright green venomous gas into the divine boat as they fluctuated.
After a hundred years of evolution, the demons today were no longer used to the air that ordinary human beings breathed.
Ba Yanzhi's back was still as straight as a hundred years ago, but his eyes were deeply hollowed. His eyes were as deep as the sharpness that was hidden in the sheath.
"This is the last battle!
"On our way here, we have destroyed hundreds of Cultivation sects, killed countless Cultivators, and rescued countless mortals who were oppressed by the Cultivators!
"Right now, the defeated soldiers of the Cultivation sects are all hiding in the Empyrean Terminus Sect. They are gritting their teeth and sharpening their sabers, ready to crush us and return to their world!
"They are planning to go back and take back the land that has been allocated to us. They are going to enslave our parents, wives, brothers, and sisters again so that they can climb over our heads and live a life of luxury!
"The fate of all the mortals in the three thousand Sectors is in our hands. It will be decided by our sabers, swords, and claws!
"If you don't want to be a slave forever, just charge at the scumbags with me!"
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
In the boundless sea of stars, what seemed to be a narrow, long galaxy expanded abruptly. Every divine boat that made up the 'galaxy' activated its spiritual energy to the maximum. The halos melded into one and made every scale on its body stand up like a roaring dragon!
Before the divine boats charged forward, billions of flying swords had already formed a surging tide and darted toward the impenetrable defense line of the divine boats on the opposite side.
Billions of dazzling mystic rays were shooting over from the defense line of the Empyrean Terminus Sect, too!
The collision of the two destructive tides eclipsed the stars of the galaxy like charcoal that had been burnt up. All the stars in the universe perished instantly, turning into the background of darkness!
In the illusionary world of memories, the scene was frozen for a long time before it was ripped apart by the tides of spiritual energy that swept across the sea of stars.
This time, however, the darkness lasted for a long time. What reappeared was a world of black and white.
Li Yao vaguely felt that it was the part of Ba Yanzhi's most unbearable memory.
Ba Yanzhi was floating in the sky of a world of war. On the ground, the pavilions that extended for thousands of square kilometers had all been blown to smithereens. Almost a thousand floating mountains had smashed into the ground like meteorites, leaving craters that looked like scars on the ground.
There were a lot of splendid buildings on the askew floating mountains, too, but they had all been burnt to the ground by the furious flames.
Li Yao noticed that 'Empyrean Terminus Sect' had been carved on one of the floating mountains.
The Empyrean Terminus Sect has finally been breached by the demon army!
Li Yao had mixed feelings. He did not know how he should comment on what Ba Yanzhi had done.
However, the Empyrean Terminus Sect was the last fortress of the Cultivators. If even the Empyrean Terminus Sect had been breached, it should have been a great victory for the demon army.
The history books of later generations had proved it, too. After the Empyrean Terminus Sect was breached, the Cultivators did not raise too many troubles. The small-scale resistance was extinguished as quickly as it rose.
Then, it was the 'Great Dark Age' that lasted thirty thousand years!
Ba Yanzhi, as the leader of the demon race, had clearly won the war. Why had he fled to the Blood Demon Sector at the edge of the cosmos and turned into 'chaos'?
Roars and screams were vaguely echoing on the ground. But it was not the fierce battle between the demon army and the Cultivators but a few demon armies that were fighting each other in a chaotic battle!
Hundreds of flags of the Blood Demon Sector were wobbling in the chaotic battle. They fell now and then and were trampled into the mud.
Around Ba Yanzhi, almost ten streaks of brilliance were rushing forward and trapping him, condensing into eight intimidating human figures.
No. They were not human beings, but demons!
The eight demons were either wearing glamorous, glamorous scales, or having colorful feathers that were enshrouded in mystic rays. Or, with a plain face and a long snake tail, there was the air of vicissitudes from the primeval era.
Although they were demons, Li Yao had to admit that they were more otherworldly and sacred than many Yuanying Cultivators that Li Yao had seen in his life.
They seemed to be a species that was far more noble than human beings!
Compared to them, Ba Yanzhi, who had just gone through a bloody battle and was riddled with wounds, with his left arm almost chopped off from his shoulder, was covered in dust and in a mess. He looked like a tiger that had just struggled out of a trap and was about to bleed dry!
The eight leaders of the demon race seemed to have melted an enormous dragon into their body armor. However, Li Yao felt that their handsome faces were somewhat familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.
Li Yao thought quickly and searched his memory pieces. Very soon, he found the answer. He could not help but gasp.
It was Wang Qianyi, the leader of the Ultimate One Sect, who had been the first to modify mortals into demon soldiers and who had been cursed by Ba Yanzhi and sent to the dungeon to be modified into a demon soldier!
However, a hundred years ago, Wang Qianyi's hair and beard were all white, and he looked old. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the prime of his life. Every muscle on his face was bulging to the extreme and condensed together, emitting a hideous and ostentatious smile!
Li Yao did not expect that he had modified himself into a demon, too. Also, in terms of appearance, he was even more perfect than Ba Yanzhi!
Yes. Compared to the eight demons, Ba Yanzhi and the demon soldiers under his command were like the bronze-blood demons and the black-blood demons today. They were ugly, clumsy, and idiotic.
The leader of the Ultimate One Sect, on the other hand, was even more handsome, strong, and noble than the silver-blood demons today. Perhaps, that was what the legendary saint-blood demons looked like!
"Wang Qianyi … It's really you, Wang Qianyi!"
Ba Yanzhi narrowed his eyes and stared at the guy's face for almost four seconds. Finally, he recognized the guy and was so angry that his wounds were exploding, and blood was spurting out!
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