The Red River Valley was extremely vast. The bloody river in particular, was 800 miles long.
It was a real bloody river. It used to be water, but now it was blood.
The heavy smell of blood mixed with the stench of corpses made Ling Xian frown, feeling a little uncomfortable.
When he shifted his gaze back to the battlefield, his brows tightened even more.
This was all because the demonic people were far too powerful. Whether it was the elders above or the elites below, they were all insanely powerful.
The battle above was still manageable as it was barely maintained. But the battle below was basically one-sided.
The elites were fearless and had strange techniques that forced the alliance to retreat. In the end, they couldn't even maintain their formation.
"Just like the rumors say, the demonic people have been given a special technique. They all feel no pain and are unparalleled in their bravery."
"Dammit, if this continues, even if we don't lose the battle above, the alliance will be slaughtered."
"I hope the Supreme Headmaster's decree works."
The three men's faces were dark. There was hatred and helplessness.
At once, the man called out and the decree appeared. He wanted to join the battle.
However, Ling Xian stopped him, "You stay put. Let me do it."
Then, he marched out and joined the battle below.
Then, Ling Xian pointed out a finger and an invisible light landed on the chest of a demonic person.
Instantly, a bloody hole appeared on this person's chest. However, he didn't fall and he didn't cry out in pain. It was as if he was a corpse and couldn't feel pain.
This made Ling Xian frown. He stopped attacking and began to think of a solution.
With his capabilities, it wouldn't be hard to kill all the elites of the demonic path. But what about the elders? They too had been given a special technique. Though they didn't lose their consciousness, their battling abilities have increased by multiple folds.
In other words, if he wants to solve the root of the problem, he must get rid of the demonic technique. Only then can he truly solve the crisis.
"I don't even know what that technique is, how am I supposed to find a solution?" Ling Xian wracked his brain but couldn't think of a solution.
Just as he was racking his brains, he suddenly thought of the Ancient Buddha's Sarira, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed.
The relic was a treasure without a doubt. Only when a monk of the eighth level or higher passes away can it be born.
This item had many divine abilities, one of which was to restrain evil spirits.
In other words, the ancient Buddhist relic might be able to break that unknown technique.
At once, Ling Xian summoned and the relic levitated into midair. In an instant, multicolored light filled the sky and the earth, and the sound of Buddha resounded throughout the universe.
Mysterious, grand, auspicious, and warm. This was the feeling that the Buddhist voice gave everyone.
Instantly, both parties stopped what they were doing and were immersed in the battle.
It was too profound. It was as if an ancient Buddha had personally descended to expound on the supreme truths of the Buddhist path.
But to the people of the Demon Sect, this was not a supreme truth, but a fatal poison!
The moment the Buddhist voice appeared, they were stunned. Or rather, they were suppressed by the Buddhist voice.
Even the Seventh Realm Grand Supreme Elders were unable to escape and were rooted to the spot by the Buddhist voice.
Then, the power increased by the special technique disappeared bit by bit. In just a few breaths, it had completely disappeared.
It was the same for the elites of the Demon Sect. Not only did they lose their strength, but their minds were also gradually recovering.
In other words, they were no different from normal people. They would still feel weak and in pain.
This made Ling Xian smile and sigh in relief.
Everyone from the alliance was smiling and they were in a state of ecstasy.
After two years of war, they had become numb and hopeless. Therefore, it was hard to see other than calmness on their faces. Even if they were about to die, they wouldn't show any emotions.
But right now, they were showing joy and shock.
This was far too unbelievable. During these two years, the different forces had tried countless methods. Without exception, they all failed.
Yet before their eyes, this technique was broken. Who wouldn't be shocked?
"It's broken. The technique that trapped us has finally been broken!"
"This is far too miraculous. Could this be the legendary ancient Buddhist relic?"
"This is great, this is great. Without this technique, the Demon Sect is no longer a threat!"
Everyone was so excited that their eyes were brimming with tears. Even the Seventh Realm powerhouses had tears in their eyes.
During these two years, more than 70,000 people from the alliance died because of this damned strange technique!
Now that this technique was broken, it meant that in the future battles, not so many people will die. It also meant they will be able to survive.
Therefore, everyone was crying tears of joy. Then, Ling Xian became the only one who emitted light in the world.
All gazes were fixated on him. They were full of respect and appreciation.
Even the level-seven cultivators were looking at him with respect.
If Ling Xian didn't break that strange technique, even if the alliance won, they would've had to pay a heavy price!
Now, the allied forces could kill all the enemies effortlessly!
"It's you again! Dammit, I will kill you!"
Everyone from the Demon Sect was going insane from anger. For one, they had lost their strength. For two, they had seen Ling Xian.
If there was a list of people the Demon Sect hated the most, then he would without a doubt be at the top. Even if all the Supreme Headmasters worked together, they may not be able to move him.
At this moment, their hatred had without a doubt deepened. Every single person from the Demon Sect wanted to cut him into pieces!
"A moment ago, you had the right to. Now, you don't."
Ling Xian glared at the person who spoke and shifted his gaze towards the Seventh Realm powerhouses. He smiled, "Everyone, do you think I am right?"
"Haha, yes, you are absolutely right!"
The white-clothed man laughed out loud. He looked at the Demon Sect's Supreme Elders and said, "You guys are no different from ants now."
Hearing this, their lungs were about to explode from anger. Yet they couldn't argue.
The reason why they were able to fight five against 12 was because of this strange technique. Now that this technique was broken by Ling Xian, they didn't even have the right to run away, let alone fight against 12 Dao Reasoning powerhouses.
"Fellow Daoist, we'll thank you after we've killed them." The man in white paid his respect to Ling Xian. Then, he wiped off his smile and uttered out a cold statement.
"Now, it's our turn to kill."
At those words, the man in white transformed into a silver dragon and made his move.
Everyone else did the same. Everyone's spirits were lifted, their confidence increased, and they dashed towards the Demon Sect.
"Everyone, we have no way out. Follow me and fight to the death!"
An elder shouted. He raised his hand to crack open the ground and welcomed the man in white who had transformed into a silver dragon.
At this, the rest of the Demon Sect all made their moves with bitterness and determination.
HOMMMM!
The sound of killing shook the sky and the flames of war rose again. However, this had nothing to do with Ling Xian.
He had done what he needed to do. What happens next has nothing to do with him.
Therefore, he leaned against the mountain peak, bathed in the sun, and began to eat melon seeds.
His relaxed manner made it obvious that he was watching a show.
The man holding the decree didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This is a battlefield, is it really okay for you to be so relaxed?
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