The giant arm slowly pulled back, wrapping around the black temple and dragged it deeper into the ground.
"NO!"
A shrill and unwilling voice resounded from inside the temple.
The temple tried its best to fly towards the sky, but the hand formed from the earth grabbed onto the temple and pulled it down.
While the two sides were in a stalemate, countless weapons once again appeared from the black temple, burning with green flames as they slashed towards the giant hand formed from the mountain.
Under the attacks of the weapons, the giant hand was quickly disappearing, about to break in half.
Seeing that, Xuanyuan Tianzun silently circulated his spirit energy to play the jade flute. The sound of the flute became louder and louder, as if it was piercing through space itself.
The boundless earth slowly moved, countless rocks and dirt rose up from the ground, chasing after the giant hand and patching the broken parts of the hand back together.
The green flame weapons were still attacking the giant hand, while the earth kept patching up. The two sides were in a stalemate, unable to determine a winner.
A layer of sweat slowly appeared on Xuanyuan Tianzun's forehead as the sound of the flute slowed down.
Xie Dao Ling glanced at him, then suddenly said: "I'll help you"
Lightly tapping the ground, her graceful body turned into a streak of light and flew straight into the sky.
Very quickly, she went past the giant hand, went past the black temple, and flew even higher up into the sky.
Xie Dao Ling stopped in the middle of the intense wind, staring down at the black temple below.
"The three of us are using everything we have, if we still can't stop you, wouldn't that be a joke?" she muttered.
Lowering her body, Xie Dao Ling turned into a falling meteor.
Her falling speed was so fast, and it was still accelerating. In the end, only a faint emerald green shadow could be seen.
The green shadow was quickly diving down from the sky.
The endless Martial Thaumaturgy power was almost solid, slowly gathering around the green shadow and manifesting into a single thing.
It was a gigantic humanoid monster.
To be exact, it couldn't be considered humanoid, because its face was barely recognizable as a human face, but its body was that of a long snake.
This was a mythical creature from the Age of Old, but Xie Dao Ling used some kind of secret technique to manifest its figure.
The humanoid monster seemed to be filled with endless anger, tightly wrapping the green shadow around it as it charged straight towards the black temple.
The black temple seemed to have noticed something wasn't right, as a figure tried to fly away.
"Where do you think you're going!"
The emerald green silhouette shouted softly. She suddenly accelerated again and disappeared from the sky.
Divine Skill, Ground Shrink!
In a split second, the emerald green figure appeared once again and directly imprinted itself on the figure that was trying to escape. Then, it brought the figure along and crashed into the black pagoda temple.
There was no movement.
There were no moves.
There was no back and forth attack and defense.
There were no attacks aimed at vital points.
The power of the Ten Thousand Martial Thaumaturgy turned into a collision.
Martial path divine skill, Unbreakable Mountain Range!
Bang –
An invisible wave swept across the sky.
The earth-shattering sound of the collision was like a thunderclap, resounding through the clouds.
Under this ferocious collision, the entire Black Pagoda Temple, along with the giant earth hand, turned into millions of fragments, completely disintegrating. They danced and fell from the sky.
The Formless Heavenly Demon Holy King's body was broken in half, barely stopping in the air.
In the next moment, it tried its best to roll and fly, chasing after the lower half of its body that was falling.
"This can't be right, how could there be such a powerful Sainted realm cultivator!" it spat out a mouthful of green blood, screaming in panic.
But Xuanyuan Tianzun was already waiting for her to appear.
The murderous sound of the flute resounded again.
The earth once again reached out a mountain-like arm, straight up to the sky, grabbing the Formless Heavenly Demon Holy King in its hand.
No matter how much the Formless Heavenly Demon Holy King struggled, the arm quickly retracted, sinking deep into the ground.
Xuanyuan Tianzun continued to play the flute without stopping.
The earth continued to shake, as if something was desperately struggling.
In the intense west wind, the murderous sound of the flute slowly drifted towards the human and demon armies.
Under the sound of the flute, every living being was as silent as a cicada in winter, unable to even move a single inch.
After half an incense stick's worth of time, the earth finally stopped shaking.
Xuanyuan Tianzun finally put down the flute.
He spoke with a tired expression: "It's dead"
The Hundred Flowers Fairy had already landed next to him, nodded: "You've worked hard"
She swung her sleeve, releasing the Great Monk of Sorrow.
The three of them stood side by side, high up in the sky, looking down at the earth below.
"We've won" Xuanyuan Tianzun sighed in relief.
"Amitabha, it wasn't easy, but we've finally won" the Great Monk of Sorrow also spoke.
"A win is a win" Xie Dao Ling smiled, "the Demon Lord and the other powerful demons aren't here, we only managed to win by taking advantage of the situation, we can't be too arrogant, and we definitely can't let our guard down for the next period of time"
Hearing that, the Second Saint felt a chill down his spine.
"Let's go, we'll go down to see the Beast Saints before returning to humanity's camp" saying so, Xie Dao Ling flew down.
A few hours later.
The remaining 100 or so spirit beasts were captured.
They had been possessed by the Tianma for a few dozen years, so now that the Tianma was dead, the spirit beasts all lost their sanity and went berserk, biting anyone they saw.
The Great Monk of Sorrow carefully investigated and concluded.
— — -if they weren't willing, the Tianma wouldn't have been able to possess them so easily.
In other words, this time, the spirit beasts were tempted by the Tianma and agreed to betray humanity.
Just like the demon beasts, they wanted to defeat humanity, enslave humanity, and use them as food while they become the masters of this world.
Perhaps they were also victims, because the longer they were possessed by the Tianma, the more their sanity would be affected.
But they didn't know this at all.
Humanity's camp.
All the great cultivators were gathered in one place, sitting on top of the command platform.
Below the platform, the cultivators were all smiling happily, celebrating the victory of the decisive battle.
Wu Xing Wen stood up and began to count his military achievements.
He didn't participate in the previous battle, but the exhaustion on his face was much heavier than anyone else's.
The Tianma had infiltrated his Thought Sea and manipulated his thoughts. Just thinking about it made him feel goosebumps all over his body.
Fortunately, the Great Monk of Sorrow was an expert in dealing with the Tianma, so he only needed a single strike to kill it.
Otherwise, if the Tianma went berserk, it would've dragged him down with it.
"Zhen Wei Chaplain Li Cha, Meritorious service in investigating the enemy, Meritorious service in slaying demons, accumulated Meritorious service, now promoted to Zhao Wu Chaplain"
"Centurion Sun Ming, Meritorious service in slaying demons, accumulated Meritorious service, now promoted to Thousand Cavalry Captain"
"Soldier Wang Fa, Meritorious service in saving his comrades, accumulated Meritorious service, now promoted to Chief 10"
As he continued to read, he didn't know that the three Saints were looking at him with complicated gazes.
"You Ji General Ning Yuechan" Wu Xing Wen read the jade tag in his hand, "Participated in the decisive battle secret mission, Meritorious service, now promoted to Ding Yuan General"
Ding Yuan General!
Humanity's 4th Ding Yuan General!
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