Sensing the terrifying auras piercing the sky from the three Demon Lords, the expressions of Qian Daoliu, Chu Shanhe, Bibi Dong, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and Qian Renxue all turned extremely grave.
Especially at this moment—the auras emitted by the three Grand Lords were no weaker than Qian Daoliu's when he had previously burned the Sacrifice secret technique and wielded the Angel Divine Sword!
"Today… is going to be a tough day."
The Golden Crocodile Douluo took a deep breath, calming the surging blood qi within his body. Even with his immense power, he felt an overwhelming pressure facing the three empowered Demon Lords.
Chu Shanhe bared his white teeth in a grin. His tone remained as unrestrained and arrogant as ever.
"What is there to fear? They're just useless trash forcibly exaggerating their power. What can they possibly do? No matter how intimidating they look, they're nothing but paper tigers!"
However, the solemnity deep in his eyes revealed his true feelings.
These three Demon Lords were originally terrifying half-god level existences, but the current situation had become even more troublesome.
Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong said nothing. Qian Daoliu simply poured more soul power into the Angel Divine Sword in his hand.
Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Scythe emitted an even deeper purple-black light. Her ice-cold eyes were fixed on the Shadow Demon Lord, whose aura was the strongest and whose killing intent felt like a solid shadow.
"Come!"
As the Shadow Demon Lord stepped forward, swirling shadows took on a menacing, almost living form. His eyes were ferocious, filled with mockery and cruelty. He glanced at the group and spoke in a hoarse, grating voice.
"The mighty power of the Demon Realm… will thoroughly crush your ridiculous pride!"
However, before he could fully utter the final word, the Shadow Demon Lord's sneer suddenly froze. The power surging within him abruptly halted and rapidly began to decline.
"Huh?!"
Not only him, but the other powerhouses beside him also dramatically changed expressions at almost the same time.
Their terrifying auras visibly weakened, quickly returning to their previous levels—and even showing faint signs of further suppression.
"Wh-what's happening?!"
"Who is it?! Who's behind this?!"
The Demon Lords looked at each other, disbelief written on their faces. They looked down at their hands and felt the power rapidly draining from their bodies. It was as if the overwhelming force they had felt moments ago had been nothing but an illusion.
BOOM—!!!
The thick lead-colored clouds spreading across the sky above the battlefield suddenly swirled violently. Muffled thunder roared as an invisible pressure spread from within the clouds. It was as if an enraged king was displaying his divine might to the ants that dared challenge him!
"That's the Douluo Continent's planar spirit!" Surprise flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes as he immediately understood the reason.
"This is suppression against external forces that exceed common sense. It will not tolerate such unfair acts that disrupt the balance!"
Planar spirits cannot attack directly, but their rules and will can fundamentally affect all living beings within the dimension.
The Demon Spirit had remotely empowered the Demon Lords far beyond their limits, clearly exceeding the tolerance of the Douluo plane's rules and thus provoking a powerful backlash from the planar spirit.
"Good, good, good! Hahaha!" Chu Shanhe laughed loudly. Most of the pressure in his heart dissipated instantly.
But would the Demon Lords simply stand by and await destruction?
"Damn it! You think this is our limit?!"
The Blood Demon Grand Lord's eyes blazed with fury as he let out an enraged roar.
He suddenly stepped forward. A terrifying dark red crescent blade appeared in his hand, which he swung down toward the demon army on the battlefield below.
"Pfft, sizzle!"
The blade flashed like a waterfall of blood. In an instant, thousands of demons were sliced cleanly in two before they could even scream. Severed heads and limbs flew into the air as black demonic blood sprayed across the ground like a fountain.
This bloody and cruel scene silenced the entire battlefield.
"Swallow—!"
Immediately after, the three Demon Lords in the sky, along with the surviving Demon Lords, opened their mouths in unison. The corpses of the slain demons below and the gushing demonic blood turned into thick red streams that flowed into the mouths of the three Demon Lords.
"They are offering a deeper level of blood sacrifice, using the lives and essence of their own kind as fuel to force a breakthrough!" Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically as he instantly understood their intention. "Stop them! We cannot let them complete this!"
Before he finished speaking, Qian Daoliu transformed into a golden lightning bolt and charged toward the Shadow Demon Lord, who was greedily absorbing the blood energy.
With a single sword strike, dazzling sacred light attempted to disrupt the opponent's absorption process.
Facing this ferocious sword strike, a mad light flashed in the eyes of the Blood Spear King, who was closest to the Shadow Demon Lord. He roared and thrust his blood spear horizontally!
Clang!!!
Sword and spear clashed. The blood spear was forcefully sliced in two by the Angel Sword. The sword light remained powerful and pierced straight into his chest!
Almost simultaneously, Qian Renxue appeared like a shadow. Her angelic Sacred Sword burned with golden sacred flames. Combined with Qian Daoliu's attack, it mercilessly pierced the Blood Spear King's back!
"Ahhh!!!"
The Blood Spear King let out a shrill, despairing scream. Under the dual attack of sacred flames and sword light, his body exploded into black ash that scattered in all directions, completely annihilated.
However, although their attack killed the Demon Lord, it failed to fully stop the blood sacrifice.
On the battlefield below, the massive demons that had been fiercely attacking Xie Xiaoqing's defensive formation suddenly ignored the enemies before them and charged madly into the sky, fearlessly blocking Chu Shanhe and the others' path.
"Get out of the way!" Chu Shanhe roared. He swung his fists like dragons, unleashing blood and qi to the extreme. Each strike was like a meteor impact, blasting the blocking greater demons into pieces as demonic blood sprayed everywhere.
The Golden Crocodile Douluo transformed into a massive golden crocodile, tearing with sharp claws and sweeping with his enormous tail. Wherever he passed, even the greater demons were easily ripped apart.
Bibi Dong was like a madwoman, swinging her Rakshasa Demonic Scythe and stirring up a storm of death. With bloodshot eyes, she charged straight toward the center of the blood sacrifice, caring for nothing else.
There was only one thought in her mind: She had to stop it. She had to carve a path to the Demon Realm for Xue'er!
"Die! All of you, die!"
These greater demons were powerful, but they were far from being a match for unparalleled Title Douluo like Chu Shanhe. However, they were numerous and willingly risked their lives, sacrificing their bodies and blood to buy precious time.
In just a few breaths, it was enough for the three Demon Lords performing the blood sacrifice!
BOOM—
The moment the final thick red blood energy was absorbed into the three Grand Lords' bodies, an immense demonic power suddenly erupted from them.
The auras that had been suppressed by the plane surged violently once more, instantly breaking through their limits and reaching a breathtaking new height.
At this moment, the auras emitted by the three great Demon Lords—Shadow Demon, Blood Demon, and Curse Demon—were oppressive, evil, and filled with destructive power. Their strength was now infinitely close to that of Qian Daoliu, who wielded a divine artifact.
"Hehe… hehehe…" The Blood Demon Grand Lord slowly opened his eyes. A cruel light flashed in his blood-red pupils. He twisted his neck, producing cracking sounds from his joints. His voice was hoarse yet full of power.
"This time… it looks like we can have some real fun. The current situation… is wonderful."
He felt better than ever. He had never experienced such an overwhelming sense of power. He was confident he could easily defeat his past self within ten moves!
He stretched both arms, looked down at Chu Shanhe and the others below—who had been temporarily stalled by their comrades' suicidal interference—then finally turned his gaze to Qian Daoliu, a ferocious smile on his face.
At the same time, a strange whispering sound echoed from deep within the massive demon passageway. It was as if countless demons were chanting evil incantations in unison.
As the whispers spread, the light of the Angel Divine Sword in Qian Daoliu's hand gradually dimmed. The sacred runes engraved on the sword blurred as if covered by a layer of ash, carrying a faint, strange sense of stagnation!
"This…?!"
Qian Daoliu's eyes widened in horror as he looked down at the divine sword in his hand.
"How is this possible? The Angel Sword is a sacred relic of the God Ancestor. How… how can it be sealed by demons?!"
He suddenly looked up at the deep, dark passageway leading to the demons. Then he recalled the information Chen Yi had mentioned earlier. The Demon Realm likely had a very close connection to the Angel God of that time.
"Hahaha! See that?!"
The Blood Demon King twisted his neck with a crack. He stuck out his bright red tongue, licked his lips, and stared at Qian Daoliu with greedy, cruel eyes.
"Now that we have lost our complete sacred relic… I'd like to see what you insignificant bugs have left to stop us from conquering this plane!"
"What if there was no sacred relic?" Qian Daoliu forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart. He loosened his grip on the divine sword, took a deep breath, and his eyes sharpened once more. Pure light-type soul power and the white flames of the Sacrifice secret technique rose around him again.
"I, Qian Daoliu… have never relied solely on divine artifacts!"
"Oh?"
The Blood Demon Great Lord smiled evilly and slowly raised the crescent blade in his hand. The blade had absorbed massive amounts of blood energy and was dyed an even more ominous red.
"After I twist off your head, suck every last drop of your blood that reeks of light, and drain you dry… I wonder if your old face can still maintain that detestable appearance?"
"You can try." Chu Shanhe finally blasted away the last few greater demons blocking his path, shrugged, and sneered.
"Then… let's try…"
The cruelty and mockery in the Blood Demon King's eyes reached their peak. He slowly raised the crescent blade. Blood-red light gathered violently around him.
Suddenly, the originally gray sky in the distance gathered without warning, forming endlessly spreading pitch-black thunderclouds! The thunderclouds swirled.
They were like a boiling sea of ink. Within them, purple-gold lightning snakes writhed and intertwined, emitting heart-pounding rumbles.
Even more astonishingly, deep within the swirling thunderclouds, two different yet equally sacred and terrifying pressures could faintly be seen, rushing toward the battlefield at incredible speed.
One of the auras was extremely familiar to Chu Shanhe and the others. The other was relatively unfamiliar, yet it gave them a strange sense of closeness.
Sensing the two incredibly powerful auras rapidly approaching, Chu Shanhe, Qian Daoliu, and Bibi Dong were instantly filled with joy!
"The Douluo Continent… is not a place where you evil demons can run rampant as you please!"
Sure enough, the next moment, the voice of the Grand Elder echoed from the distant sky.
Before the words faded, his figure moved like a ghost, instantly covering the vast distance and appearing in the sky above the edge of the battlefield.
His gaze swept across the massive horde of demons below, surging forward like a black tide. A cold light flashed in his eyes as boundless, infinite spiritual power poured out without reservation.
Buzz—!
An invisible spiritual storm swept across the battlefield in an instant. Wherever it passed, the heads of low- to mid-level demons who were roaring exploded without warning. Black blood and brains sprayed as they fell one after another.
With just a single thought, a large number of demon soldiers within a radius of several miles were wiped out!
At the same time, the thick thunderclouds covering the sky finally descended upon the battlefield with world-destroying force!
BOOM!!!
Bucket-thick, dense purple-gold lightning poured down from the thunderclouds like heavenly punishment from an enraged god. The lightning intertwined like a net, covering the most densely populated areas of the demon army.
"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!!!"
Wherever the lightning passed, whether it was thick-skinned giant demons, swift shadow demons, or powerful greater demons, they all turned to ash under the purple-gold lightning that combined sanctity and destruction! They didn't even have time to scream.
The lightning blazed fiercely, like a baptism that purified all filth. Within the demonic black tide, it plowed the ground into a shocking, empty scorched wasteland.
Against the backdrop of the thunder-filled sky, a majestic figure completely enveloped in dazzling purple-gold lightning, with enormous dragon wings spread on his back, slowly emerged step by step from the sea of thunder.
His steps were not fast, yet it was as if he was treading upon the core of heaven and earth's laws. With each step, a dull thunderclap and a faint tremor in space accompanied him.
The lightning swirling around him sometimes took the form of a majestic dragon, sometimes a roaring giant beast, radiating supreme dignity that transcended all things—as if acting in the name of the heavens.
At the same time, a magnificent voice like rolling thunder resounded through the sky, echoing deep within the souls of all living beings.
"When thunder rumbles through the dark clouds—"
"When lightning illuminates the earth—"
"I come with the storm—"
"Bringing—"
"The wrath of the gods!"
When he finished speaking, the world fell silent. Only the thunder continued to rumble quietly behind him, as if welcoming its master.
The true body of the Douluo had arrived!
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