Chapter 141: Illusions and Realities

"Kill, kill them all! Slaughter every last sect disciple of the Central Divine Continent!"

At this moment, tens of thousands of black dots poured down aggressively toward the ground below, while bizarre and eerie laughter echoed through the heavens.

Among them, it could be sensed that the energy of every single demonic cultivator's aura was no weaker than the Foundation Establishment realm, and there were even over a hundred demonic cultivators of the Void-Breaking realm mixed within their ranks.

Splat!

Accompanied by earth-shattering cries of slaughter, amidst the explosions of tens of thousands of vital energy bursts beneath the elders and sect masters, hot blood frequently splashed everywhere. Blood-red streams converged into rivers, dyeing the entire earth a vibrant crimson.

"It has been a long time since I last struck. Old friends, it is time for you to taste blood once more."

Mid-air, a figure clad in deep ocean-blue robes stared with profound eyes at the sect disciples fiercely battling the demonic cultivators below. As brilliance surged across his hands, a Heavenly Cold Sword radiating a bone-chilling aura and an overwhelmingly tyrannical purple Haoyuan Hammer materialized in his left and right hands respectively.

Amidst the bloody combat, flashes of sword light caused dark figures to fall one after another, and the piercing chill of deep winter froze the surrounding radius of a hundred miles into solid ice.

A sword, and a hammer!

Combining gentleness with strength, before the Spirit-Void realm demonic cultivators could even approach Tianhao, their feet were frozen rigid by his sword's aura energy, rendering them unable to move. "Haoyuan Hammer?" Amidst a hoarse cry of death, a giant hammer crackling with lightning came crashing down.

A blue lightning web resembling chains shook the sky, its paralyzing effect imbued into the hammer. Under the gaze of a pair of eyes filled with death, a supremely tyrannical force quickly caused the target's head to shatter like a broken watermelon as it slumped to the ground.

Cold Sword, Martial Thunder-Origin Hammer!

Under Tianhao's precise manipulation of worldly energy, the colossal blue hammer grew even larger, expanding until it touched the firmament. The thousand-zhang-tall lightning giant hammer hung high beneath the dark clouds, and amidst eight successive thunderclaps, rolling ambient vital energy continuously gathered upon the Haoyuan Hammer.

"Elder Tianhao!"

"Is this the true strength of Elder Tianhao? It is simply too terrifying!"

...

When the disciples of various sects caught sight of the gigantic blue phantom hammer hovering overhead, they rapidly scrambled to scatter and evade its range of attack. Naturally, the demonic cultivators locked in the hammer's sights had nowhere to hide.

Soon, the colossal blue hammer descended with the force of Mount Tai!

Boom! Boom!

At the center of the vast shockwave, an incalculable amount of energy sizzled and crackled, forming a whirlwind that swept all dust and architecture on the ground into ruins, while the sky remained gloomy and capped with thunderclouds.

As the Heavenly Cold Sword flashed with lightning, it instantly detached itself and soared into the sky.

Amidst countless chains of lightning, streams of freezing sword qi rained down from the heavens. Wherever they fell, the ground was instantly coated in frost, and the demonic cultivators who had just managed to gather into a mass of black miasma were cleaved cleanly in two by the frigid sword qi.

"Ugh, splat!"

Under his piercing gaze, at the center of a hundred-zhang dark energy vortex, black figures were sent flying backward amidst a chorus of miserable shrieks.

One after another, piles of mutilated, blood-red corpses could be seen everywhere. The demonic cultivators scrambled to hide in all directions, leaving only a hundred Void-Breaking realm demonic cultivators standing their ground in the blast zone, staring coldly.

"..." Tianhao, whose face was somewhat pale, stood with difficulty, leaning upon his giant hammer for support.

"Elder!"

Seeing the worried expressions in the eyes of the surrounding inner sect disciples, Tianhao hurriedly turned and waved his hand backward. Although he appeared somewhat weakened, being able to wipe out so many dark demonic cultivators made this single move well worth the price.

In truth, while that hammer strike had seemingly slain many demonic cultivators, it was utterly negligible compared to an army of tens of thousands. Furthermore, having expended half of the energy within his body as a prerequisite, his overall strength had noticeably diminished.

"To inflict a thousand casualties on the enemy while suffering eight hundred yourself, Tianhao, are you perhaps wondering why we haven't made a move? Hehe... I must say, you are truly foolish to overextend your limits just to wipe out a bunch of small fries!"

Over a hundred black figures emanating the aura of the Void-Breaking realm suddenly dropped from the sky, surrounding Tianhao tightly. The inner sect disciples naturally refused to allow this and instantly raised their weapons as if facing a formidable enemy.

"So you were waiting for me to grow weak before making your move. I must admit you are somewhat interesting, but am I not also plotting against you?!" Staring coldly at the leading black figure before him, Tianhao sneered derisively.

".... Could it be that you were faking it to deliberately lure us down?!" another black figure nearby cried out in alarm.

Tianhao stood up straight, muttering softly under his breath: "Indeed. The time has come to truly close the net."

"All disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, hear my command! Slay the demonic cultivators and defend the continent!" Raising his middle finger, after a brief moment of silence, Tianhao's voice erupted across the entire world, shaking the heavens and earth.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

"What is this?"

"A formation, it's a formation... They, they prepared this long ago!"

Before the demonic cultivators could even react, they discovered colorful halos binding their feet to the ground. At the same time, figures clad in purple robes burst forth from beneath the earth.

In total, over forty thousand figures rained down upon the earth like falling droplets!

"Hahaha, you demonic cultivators called me foolish; let me show you the true power of an ancient sect formation!" With a hearty laugh, Tianhao soared into the air as the weapons in his hands dissolved into illusions and vanished. The protagonists now were these disciples who had been biding their time in forbearance.

"Heavenly Sword Sect! Heavenly Sword Sect!!!"

The inner sect disciples of the various sects quickly realized that this had been secretly arranged by the Heavenly Sword Sect and burst into jubilant cheers. Although they had clashed for less than a minute, over a hundred of their peers had been wiped out in an instant.

Myriad Heavenly Swords Return to the Sect, Overarching and Majestic!

As tens of thousands of colorful, frost-glinting long swords dispersed into the sky, under the vast formation, wisps of immortal-grade energy precisely manipulated these swords like gossamer threads.

High in the sky, a halo covered in intricate runes blanketed the entire world, and tens of thousands of sword-intent attacks rained down from above!

"No! How is this possible?"

"You people of the Heavenly Sword Sect are truly despicable and shameless, to actually..."

"Damn it, how could I possibly die in such a backwater place?"

...

Across the entire realm, miserable and resentful shrieks echoed as thousands of wisps of vaporized mist were blasted into oblivion amidst the exploding sword qi.

"Damnable fools, they were prepared all along! How did they know we were coming? Fortunately, Chu Yun didn't make a move, otherwise... tsk tsk." Above the dark cloud layer, Xuan Yan looked down at the unfolding events with a sense of relief.

"Stop wasting breath, let's set off. They've suffered heavy losses this time and probably won't realize it so quickly," Xuan Jian said in a cold voice.

"I truly never expected Chu Yun to possess such incredible power. Could he truly be the descendant of a god?" Xie Xin, standing beside Xuan Jian, muttered in stunned contemplation.

"Protector Xie truly has discerning eyes. If not for you, he would never have exerted himself for us!" Hearing Xie Xin speak, Palace Master Li, Li Xuansu, hastily chimed in.

"..."

With meaningful glances at Li Xuansu, the Four Fiends dissolved into black miasma and vanished on the spot. Seeing the Four Fiends depart, Xie Xin followed suit, transforming into a rolling billow of black mist that streaked across the firmament like a beam of light.

"Chu Yun! Just who are you?"

After Xie Xin and the others departed, a fierce glint flashed through Palace Master Li's eyes. As his brows furrowed deeply, the profoundly decaying black qi surrounding him turned the nearby clouds into black water, his expression transforming as if he were an entirely different person.