"Get out of my way!" Nan Wang yelled sternly.
Guangyuan Zhenren waved his sleeve, emitting a few sword lights, forcing Zhao Layue and the others to retreat to the back.
The flying swords flew up in disorder, and the magic treasures illuminated the top of the peak where the strong wind was howling. The disciples of Aoyama and the representatives of various sects had retreated in tandem.
"Master! Senior Master! If you keep fighting like this, the Great Formation of Aoyama will collapse! "
Guangyuan Zhenren held his right hand in front of him, blocking the whistling wind and the dreadful sword wills with his fiery sword wills as he yelled at the two people by the cliff's edge.
"I don't care."
A cold and aloof smile appeared on Liu Shisui's dark face, as if he didn't care about life and death. It looked a bit odd. "What about you? You don't care either, do you? Who else do you care about besides yourself? Do you regret that you shouldn't have killed this little guy in the beginning? "
"What about you?" Jing Jiu asked. "Do you feel good fighting against the whole world?"
Taiping Zhenren said with a laugh, "It's not fighting, but destroying. It's indeed a wonderful feeling to destroy an old world."
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The dreadful whistling could be heard in the deep part of the ocean.
There was a wreckage of a godly boat of Penglai Island on the surface of the ocean. The crew members were struggling in the rising and falling waves while holding the wooden planks in their hands. Hearing the whistling in the distance, their hearts were full of despair.
It was the whistling of the Huge Whirlpool. The sound of the spring in the so-called Secret Realm of Singing Spring was not as dreadful as it used to be.
Why were there other sounds among the howls today? It was as if they were real lives, full of pain, but also a sense of relief?
The crew members were swallowed by the huge waves and fell into the bottomless abyss before they could come up with such a thought.
The godly boat of Penglai Island was unlucky enough to become a part of the blood sacrifice of Taiping Zhenren. Those demons summoned by the Dark Phoenix from all over the world had known their fate from the very beginning.
Some demon beasts with higher spiritual awareness had tried to struggle for survival, but they couldn't resist the imprints that the Underworld had branded in their souls. Therefore, they could only watch helplessly as they were sucked into the huge whirlpool.
The huge Dace Devils, the Swallowing Boat Monsters and the strange demons that the humans in Chaotian had never seen before showed themselves in the ocean, roaring as they dashed to the sky outside the cliff; but they couldn't fall into the deep part of the whirlpool. They began to disintegrate on the way down, spitting out fresh blood and turning into puffs of bloody mist in the end.
The demon beasts' howls of pain and despair even drowned out the sound of the huge whirlpool.
The bloody mist was not washed away by the violent seawater. It gradually condensed in the air.
Countless droplets of blood connected and drew complicated patterns in the sky above the Great Maelstrom. Then, they formed a complicated, three-dimensional diagram.
If Kou Qingtong were still alive, he would be able to recognize that this was the Heavenly Slaying Formation that the Bloody Demon Church had tried to deploy for many years but couldn't because of the insufficient number of blood sacrifices.
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On the other side of the distant ocean, the Giant who had just woken up heard those sounds again, a worried expression showing in his eyes. He picked up a wooden stick and walked toward the ocean, ignoring the curses of the spirits who had been woken up.
The Giant was very tall, as if his head could reach the sky. He could cover a few miles with one stride, but his body was too heavy and his pace was too slow. It was unclear how long it would take for him to reach the huge whirlpool.
Seeing the huge figure disappearing into the ocean, the spirits stopped cursing and put down the long spears and bows in their hands, at a loss for what to do next.
All of a sudden, an old female spirit flew out from the deep end of the forest and screamed something in a hurried tone that sounded like a curse. The spirits showed a terrified expression on their faces as they flew toward the other side of the mountain.
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The Heavenly Slaying Formation couldn't kill all the people in the world; it was because even the evil Bloody Demon Church hadn't thought of doing such a thing.
According to Taiping Zhenren's plan, the purpose of this formation was to shake the power of heaven and earth in the Huge Whirlpool and change the natural passage created by heaven and earth, changing the direction of the endless seawater flowing toward the Abyss and coming out from another huge whirlpool in the northernmost part of the Great Maelstrom.
He intended to lead the seawater to the Underworld.
There was no sun in the Underworld, so it was dark and monotonous. The Underworld River, which was flowing slowly and exuding light and heat, was the most conspicuous existence in the Underworld.
The war here had come to an end.
The army of the Underworld loyal to the Grand Priest was besieged by the army of the Underworld Capital on both sides of the Underworld River. Though they had no way out, they had displayed an unimaginable fighting prowess.
If the Underworld Capital intended to attack the Underworld River forcefully and wipe out more than one hundred thousand loyal subordinates of the Grand Priest, they would have to pay a hefty price.
There was a stone platform on a high mountain. The Underworld Master stood by the cliff's edge, looking at the distant Underworld River in Silence. The blue cloth he wore was as eye-catching as the Underworld River.
"Of course, fewer soldiers will die if we continue to besiege the Underworld River, but it will consume a great deal of energy. More importantly, the situation in the Underworld Capital will be unstable. Ahem …"
Tong Yan covered her mouth with her fist and continued after coughing twice, "I still think we should attack the Underworld Capital by force. You have to find a suitable reason to convince me."
The Underworld Master said with a faint smile, "I didn't want to explain it to you a few days ago because I didn't know if the scene I had imagined would happen. The reason I invited you here today is to ask you to be my witness."
Tong Yan suddenly sensed something unusual. She followed the line of sight of the Underworld Master and saw a crack suddenly appeared in the dark sky. Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!!
It seemed that the Underworld had never heard the thunder before.
What came down from the sky was not the thunder and lightning, but a great amount of seawater!
The blue seawater looked like a huge blue light pillar under the gloomy glow, descending violently from the sky and heading toward the ground.
Seeing this, Tong Yan's face turned pale, and she exclaimed in a hoarse voice, "What is going on?"
The people in the Underworld had never seen the ocean before. They had only heard about it in the legends of the human world, so they couldn't associate the things falling down from the sky with the seawater. Yet, the Grand Priest had seen the seawater before. "Has the sky been broken?" he murmured, showing a frightened and bewildered expression on his semi-transparent face.
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Boom!!!
The seawater descending from the sky landed on the ground of the Underworld with an unimaginable force, destroying a hill instantly.
Hundreds of subordinates of the Grand Priest stationed nearby were smashed into minced meat.
The ground was quaking incessantly, and the Underworld River was swaying restlessly. The army of the Grand Priest fled in all directions in terror, but they couldn't outrun the surging seawater.
What brought the army of the Grand Priest a catastrophe was not the seawater surging over their heads, but the collision between the seawater and the Underworld River.
Along with countless sizzling sounds, the seawater gushed into the Underworld River and was instantly set ablaze, turning into an unimaginable ocean of fire.
Those soldiers of the Underworld who had luckily escaped the impact of the seawater had all died in this ocean of fire.
"What the hell is going on?" asked Tong Yan while staring into the eyes of the Underworld Master.
Many days ago, the army of the Underworld Capital didn't carry out his strategy. Even though they had to pay a higher price, they still advanced slowly according to the plan of the Underworld Master. They drove the last subordinates of the Grand Priest into this patch of valley, but they had also gotten themselves into a great deal of trouble. It was difficult for them to attack, but they couldn't retreat … It seemed that the Underworld Master had foreseen what would happen that day; otherwise, he wouldn't have stationed his army in the middle of a high and inconvenient mountain.
"Isn't it spectacular?" The Underworld Master asked excitedly in a trembling voice while pointing to the jade-like seawater in the high night sky.
The passageway there grew larger after being washed by the seawater, and the amount of seawater falling down increased. The flames in the Underworld River didn't die out; instead, more green smoke came out, and the broken pieces of the soul fires could be vaguely seen in the smoke.
"Spectacular? Do you know what it means? "
Tong Yan continued while staring at him, "If the seawater keeps falling down, the poisonous smoke will enshroud the whole Underworld. What should we do then?"
"The smoke is very light," said the Underworld Master with a faint smile.
Looking at the green smoke above the Underworld River, the soldiers of the Underworld who died while covering their mouths with their hands, and the direction where the green smoke was coming from, Tong Yan had finally understood something.
"It turns out … this is the method of Taiping Zhenren," he murmured.
The Underworld Master remarked sentimentally, "The human world has changed as soon as the green smoke rises. Besides my Teacher, who else can achieve this feat?"
After a moment of silence, Tong Yan said, "Even though … even though the humans in Chaotian will suffer great casualties, many inhabitants of the Underworld will be killed by the poisonous smoke."
The Underworld Master said with narrowed eyes, "You're wrong. This isn't a war between the Underworld and the upper world; it's a harvest by the Cultivation practitioners on those mortals who have wasted their resources and yuanqi … The mortals, no matter whether they are humans or inhabitants of the Underworld, will all be mortals."
Killing all the mortals and building a world with only Cultivation practitioners was the ambition of Taiping Zhenren, and it was also the reason why he was regarded as a devil by the whole world.
"I thought a smart person like you wouldn't be so crazy after a few hundred years," said Tong Yan while staring into the eyes of the Underworld Master.
The Underworld Master said with a faint smile, "You've forgotten one thing. I'm the personal disciple of the Immortal."
Tong Yan's face grew paler.
It was because the Underworld didn't have the energy of heaven and earth.
And it was also because he felt so terrified for the first time in his life.
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