Rumble rumble rumble!
Once is not enough for the lifebound divine techniques, then ten tis! If ten tis is not enough, then a hundred tis!
Let the divine thought burn, let the body be destroyed, and let the nascent soul collapse—it doesn’t matter!!
All the cultivators on the battlefield, all the onlookers in Beishan City, including Lisa, Chelina, Lin Guang, and Vishdair, seed to feel his soul’s roaring shout.
Damn invaders!!
Get out of our world...
Get out!!!
At that very mont.
In this extrely short instant.
The boy and girl keenly captured this opportunity.
Surrounded by tens of thousands of demon race mbers, like an impenetrable flesh mountain of demons, this group of cultivators’ desperate charge broke through a passage that seed about to disappear the next mont.
Clack.
The two, burning with determination, pulled the trigger together.
There was a crisp sound, like so signal transmitting, reverberating from the gun barrel.
Beep.
Then, an ear-splitting boom erupted, like a thunderbolt from the heavens.
Boom——!!!
The entire city was illuminated by this massive five-ter-diater crimson pillar of light, distorted light trails reflecting a srizing image in the ionized air.
From the sky, the light pillar looked like a blood-red teor ascending in reverse, or like a fla-ford giant dragon, traveling tens of miles in an instant, blasting thousands of low-tier demons to smithereens.
Finally, it hit the flesh mountain that couldn’t react or dodge.
BOOOOOM!
A cloud of black-red mushroom exploded, countless beams of strange light scattering with the shock waves of the explosion, engulfing everything around.
And at this mont.
The first wave of loud noise just barely reached the battlefield.
Boom!!!!
That was the sound of a magical treasure exploding.
Even from tens of miles away, the eardrums of all the city’s residents were buzzing, but everyone who could see the direction of Beiman City had their eyes fixed on the smoke-covered area without a single shift.
As the smoke gradually dissipated.
The flesh mountain demon race was no longer visible.
The thousands of demons, once neatly parked high in the sky, were now in chaos, scale-winged demons breathing demon flas at the multi-eyed demons, while the multi-eyed demons turned their gaze to the bone-piercing bat demons.
Yet the escape light of the cultivators did not disappear but reappeared in everyone’s view.
The half-man, half-centipede demon race seed severely wounded, their combat power greatly diminished, being firmly suppressed by the full-force Iron City Lord.
Victory was certain!
"..."
On the flying ship in the air.
The young man, witnessing this scene, tears stread down his face, yet the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but rise, two completely opposite emotions appearing on his face.
Finally, the young man raised his hand to wipe away his tears, leaped off the flying ship, and landed on the square stele full of cracks, now completely dimd.
He ca beside Lin Guang and Vishdair.
It was clear that the two were already exhausted, even the light in their eyes was almost fading, but in their eyes was a look of joy, their mouths slightly opened, yet for a mont, they didn’t know what to say.
After a long pause, the young man took a deep breath and bowed deeply.
"All the citizens of the city, thank you endlessly."
Lin Guang opened his mouth, just about to respond.
Yet at this mont, he felt a sense of detachnt.
Crack crack...
The space beside him made a creepy shattering sound, Lin Guang found that the space around him suddenly broke apart, and his whole being kept rising.
But it wasn’t a change in height, rather it was a peculiar and detached perspective, as if a character in a painting detached from the canvas, still in this world yet unable to interact with it.
"Senior Lin!!!"
The young man was first taken aback, subconsciously reaching his hand upward, but stopped as he was about to touch the chaos void, a deep worry flashing in his eyes.
His mouth opened wide, seemingly shouting sothing loudly, but the sound no longer reached Lin Guang’s side, as he rose upwards, the entire world shrinking before him, and the flow of ti accelerating.
Lin Guang was sowhat surprised.
This trial...is over?
Yet this end was not as abrupt as the end of the previous two illusion realms, it even had a process.
It was unclear when, but three girls also returned to Lin Guang’s side, watching this information with him.
They saw the people of Beishan City holding a grand banquet, celebrating the repelling of the demon race.
But...
They also saw, a few days later, the demon race attacked again, breaching the city defense array, with three hundred thousand civilians and over a thousand cultivators not surviving in Beishan City.
The four fell into silence.
At this mont, a crisp sound, like shattered glass, ca from above, the view suddenly expanding to millions of miles.
They saw the rivers on which thousands of people depended for survival being drained by demon soldiers, the riverbeds exposed like giant beasts’ backbones.
They saw the dragon vein being forcibly uprooted from the earth and torn apart by a massive demon race, ten thousand feet tall.
The view continued to expand.
The mountain range that once took cultivators days to fly over with their swords now shrunk into a wrinkled green ribbon beneath their feet.
They saw ten thousand high-tier cultivators forming a grand array in the East Sea, yet shattered into pieces before a terrifying demon king, all light distorted and nearly invisible.
They saw the Desert of the Western Wilderness split open with massive cracks, countless prosperous cities and pocket world blessed lands flipped upside down into the chasms.
They saw on the other side of the earth, the demon race, at odds with the human race, also going forward one after another, fighting the demon race to the death.
The black demonic qi spread wildly like ink in clear water, while the spirit veins, like dried-out blood vessels, wandered gray and shriveled across the land.
This world was dying.
Colors gradually faded, becoming gray and desolate.
Only the central area left a bit of light.
But soon.
Even that bit of light was teetering.
Finally, they saw the seven floating islands at the heart of the Central Province.
Those were the highest and strongest seven floating islands at the gates of the Supre Immortal Sect.
These seven floating islands, suspended in the air for ten thousand years, ultimately lost their light after resisting with all their might, and fell with a crash.
When the last spark of resistance was extinguished...
This world no longer had any life.
Everything fell into silence.
Only a wave echoed in their ears.
[Ninth Stage Complete]
[Completion: None]
[Reward: Inheritance Core Authorization (5%)]
An indescribable sorrow and powerlessness arose in the hearts of the four.
Everything they did with all their might, for this land, for this civilization, was so insignificant.
So insignificant it counted for nothing.
So insignificant...
They changed nothing at all.
Finally, all these images contracted into a pair of eyes.
Those were the eyes of an elderly man, scarred all over, with white hair and beard.
Beside him was a cyan-winged celestial roc equally scarred, so massive it seed to bear the sky, its eyes burning with intense fury.
Many demon race corpses lay around them.
So many demon races, gathered together, perhaps already surpassed the weight of an outer realm star.
—It turns out what this world endured was just the remnants of the demon army, intercepted with all their might by these two supre beings joining forces.
Yet such powerful cultivators, having used all their might, stood firmly against the infinitely void, leaning on a towering mountain that seed to stand on its own, getting further and further away from the dood Refining Heaven Realm.
That was the world’s will offering its last gift.
To send them... away from this forsaken world.
"If humans and the demon race could have joined forces to resist the demons,"
"Would the civilization of the Refining Heaven Realm still be hopeful for survival?"
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