The final battle...begins!

With the order from the Great Elder of the Demon Clan, the Underworld Emperor, the Immortal-Demon War officially erupted. Without warning, without any exchange of harsh words, there was only an impending clash.

The extraterrestrial demon clan roared incessantly, filled with maddened bloodlust, and surged madly towards the Celestial Court immortals, their eyes betraying an uncontrollable hunger.

In their eyes, the humans of this small world were mere ants, yet they dared to resist, courting death in their ignorance.

They knew nothing of the immensity of the heavens and earth.

They knew nothing of the power of the Holy Clan.

They were not worthy to even touch it.

Their terrifying might coalesced, stirring the starry sky, and their immense aura terrified everyone. Some of the Demon Clan multiplied into countless beings, while others transformed into gigantic beasts.

Still others dispersed into eerie black mists, shrouding the Celestial Court's forces.

There were nearly a million of them!

And all of them were elites.

It was as if they sought to feast and slaughter in this battle, to dispel the frustration of so many years.

Faced with the sudden attack of the extraterrestrial demons, the Celestial Court stood united, fully prepared. The Arctic Ziwei Emperor raised the Immortal Slaughtering Sword high and waved it gently.

In the next moment, the Antarctic Emperor, the Eastern Emperor, and the Western Emperor moved simultaneously, leading the charge.

The four emperors, commanding hundreds of thousands of elites from the human Celestial Court, followed closely behind, forming a great formation, charging forward with unwavering courage.

Dozens of Star Lords dared not slacken at this critical moment. On one hand, there was Chen Yuan's immense power, and on the other, the bloodthirsty faces of the extraterrestrial demons. They knew very well that:

In this battle, there was no victory or defeat, only life and death.

If that was the case, then let them fight to the death.

They were roused to action, and formed small battle formations of two or three, charging forward.

Jiang He didn't hesitate either. Even if he gave his all in this battle, the odds were still extremely low. There was no holding back, and no opportunity to hold back. The entire Celestial Court army's hope:

Rested solely on the unpredictable Chen Yuan.

The first battle would be the decisive one!

The Four Immortal Slaughtering Swords displayed their divine power, their sharpness unveiled. The Immortal Slaughtering Sword, the Immortal Decimating Sword, the Immortal Severing Sword, and the Immortal Trapping Sword... The True Martial Sword of Wudang Mountain was the treasure of the sect, and he couldn't use it forever.

Therefore, in these decades, he had gathered resources from across the land and reforged a natal immortal sword.

Now, with the sword formation activated, he truly revealed the fruits of his labor.

Jiang He, with only a mid-Earth Immortal cultivation, was actually able to barely trap a Heavenly Immortal-level demon with the Immortal Slaughtering Formation. This feat alone was enough to astound everyone.

The others were not idle either, and displayed their trump cards.

Moro's Rule Buddha Seal shone with golden light, illuminating the starry sky. His massive golden body stood like a statue in the depths of the cosmos, devoid of compassion, filled only with the heart of slaughter.

With one palm strike, several Demon Clan powerhouses were reduced to ashes.

Lu Chengfeng's Immortal Slaying Flying Dagger revealed its sharpness, like a celestial blade. Each flash of light claimed a life, and the power of laws erupted.

From afar, it seemed to carry the aura of invincibility.

The Divine Vine Elder no longer concealed his abilities. As the strongest expert within the Celestial Court, second only to the Celestial Emperor Chen Yuan, his methods honed over thousands of years were naturally extraordinary. Losing to Chen Yuan was due to a vast disparity in power.

But against those of the same level, his methods were still quite remarkable.

One divine vine after another emerged from the depths of the starry sky, binding the arrogant Demon Clan together, and in a mere instant, obliterating their life essence, turning them into dust.

Ye Xiangnan's Rule Divine Wheel displayed its divine might, his white robes fluttering, his expression solemn.

The Old Celestial Master wielded the True Martial Immortal Sword, resembling the Old Madman of old, his eyes bloodshot, as if he had lost his mind, fighting a Demon Clan powerhouse without falling behind.

Ancestor Su Ming used the Heavenly Demon Disintegration, his combat power soaring, blocking the opponent's frenzy.

Ling Xu Daoist's sword qi cascaded across the starry sky, befitting his name as a Sword Immortal.

Tian Xu Daoist, with his immortal demeanor, unleashed his divine diagram, unmatched by anyone.

Jiang He, clad in white robes as pure as snow, appeared like a deity, treading a river of sword qi, as if walking out of a painting. His unparalleled bearing made him the most radiant figure on the entire battlefield, possessing the aura of invincibility!

The Great Yan Emperor, Chen Sheng, blessed by the nation's fortune, was equally formidable. Although he had not yet become an immortal, his combat power could defy the heavens and vanquish immortals, no weaker than Xiang Qianqiu at the same level.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

Dozens of immortals, fighting fearlessly, also displayed extremely powerful combat abilities.

The Ancient Buddha Dipamkara, the Sword God Situ Ming, and other powerhouses from a thousand years ago also displayed their skills.

It could be said that at the beginning of the battle, the human Celestial Court's combat power and determination exceeded the Demon Clan's expectations. For a time, they were suppressed.

However, strength is, after all, strength.

It is undeniable.

And it cannot be easily suppressed.

After the initial setbacks, the Demon Clan quickly adjusted their battle strength allocation, sending stronger Demon Clan powerhouses to target the emerging experts among the humans.

The previous momentum was directly broken.

After all, the Demon Clan's strength was superior to the human race's in every aspect.

......

Within the Celestial Court, the previous prosperity had vanished. Only a hundred or so celestial soldiers and generals, along with Chen Yuan's harem, remained.

Besides them, there was no one else.

Empress Mother Su Ziyue sat at the head, her face filled with worry, her fists clenched tightly. Through the Sky-Viewing Mirror, she witnessed this lopsided battle firsthand.

Apart from the initial display of divine might, they quickly fell into a disadvantage.

The scales of victory had begun to tip.

A million demons, hundreds of Demon Clan Sixth Realm powerhouses, the power displayed by these beings far surpassed that of the Celestial Court immortals.

Danger!

Extreme danger!

Su Ziyue didn't even know how long they could hold on.

Whether they could hold on until Chen Yuan appeared.

She hoped they could!

Su Ziyue prayed incessantly.

At the same time, the mortal realm was also affected. Even though the great battle in the starry sky was far away, as the battle intensified.

With the shifting of the battlefield, the Celestial Court forces retreated steadily, reaching the point where it affected the celestial phenomena of the mortal realm.

The Tribulation of Extinction of the world of the past was being re-enacted at this moment...

Storms, tsunamis, earthquakes, torrential rain....

Countless disasters enveloped the mortal realm.

.....

The Celestial Court forces were ultimately defeated. Although this was something Jiang He and several emperors had agreed upon, their purpose was to prolong the battle as much as possible.

To allow the Celestial Emperor to end his seclusion as soon as possible.

But...

What they didn't expect was that they would be defeated so quickly!

The power of the Demon Clan was simply too strong. Even with the formation, even with decades of preparation, they were still helpless against enemies several times their number.

Defeat...

And defeat again...

Retreating all the way...

Elites from the mortal realm were constantly killed in the starry sky, either beaten into mangled limbs by the Demon Clan, or directly devoured by the opponents, who proclaimed the flesh and blood of humans to be truly delicious.

The celestial soldiers and generals of the Celestial Court were somewhat better off.

Apart from their own strength far surpassing the mortal elites, many of them had entered the God Conferring Platform and had the opportunity to be reborn. Even if they were beaten into dust, there was still a chance to start over.

Like those Star Lords, their strength was insufficient, and they were weaker than those of the same level, but when the opponent tried to devour them, they could only find that they had swallowed emptiness.

They could be reborn!

It was precisely because of this that they were able to prolong this great battle for a long time.

Of course, the main reason was actually that the Rakshasa Demon God and the Underworld Emperor did not interfere in this great battle. Otherwise, the scales of war would have tilted long ago.

The Celestial Court forces would definitely be routed.

This was the strength of the Sixth Realm pinnacle, faintly glimpsing the existence of the Seventh Realm!

However, their inaction was not because of their mercy, nor was it because they disdained to act.

They felt that this level of conflict was beneath them. Second, they wanted to use the humans to temper their clansmen.

The Heavenly Demon Clan valued war. Although many clansmen would fall in each battle, even more powerful clansmen would be born in the tempering of blood and fire. They had always believed in the law of the jungle.

Only the victor could possess everything.

They had also fought their way up in this way.

Of course, the main reason was actually to guard against Chen Yuan, who was hidden in the shadows.

From the beginning of the battle, the two of them had been using their divine sense to scan the surroundings.

Because in their opinion, Chen Yuan, who was able to kill the Rakshasa Demon God's incarnation, was already qualified to stand at the same level as them. And they needed to be wary of what growth he might have made in these decades.

They had to be cautious.

And his refusal to act in this battle clearly indicated that he was secretly preparing some kind of plan. They had to be cautious.

This was the experience of the Holy Clan's survival for countless years.

Also, the main purpose of this battle was Chen Yuan.

If he didn't appear, what if the Holy Clan could defeat the human alliance?

What if the Holy Clan seized the origin of the realm?

Wouldn't it be the same as what the Holy Clan had experienced for the past thousand years?

Their goal was the Destiny Altar!

If they couldn't obtain the Destiny Altar, then their battle would be considered a failure, and they would suffer the wrath of the Holy Lord.

Therefore, even if they could kill the human alliance, it was best to boil the frog slowly, constantly forcing them, until Chen Yuan couldn't bear it any longer and took action.

.....

This was definitely the largest and most intense battle in human history.

A true Immortal-Demon War!

Under immense pressure, the human race displayed unprecedented resilience, but... the disparity in strength was still insurmountable.

After half a day of battle, the human forces had lost more than half of their strength.

Only half of the celestial soldiers and generals remained, and all of them were wounded.

The Celestial Court immortals, including the emperors and great emperors, had all fallen once, personally experiencing what it meant to be between life and death, and then... they were reborn with less than their full strength.

After a day of battle, the Celestial Court fell again.

At this time, they had retreated to the border of the mortal realm, with nowhere to retreat.

If they retreated further, the battlefield would be within the realm.

That... would be a true disaster.

If the current disaster was just the aftermath of the great battle, causing celestial phenomena.

Then,

If the great battle took place within the realm.

The commotion and harm it would cause would be a thousand times greater than it is now!

Nine out of ten human beings would perish.

Therefore, it couldn't be allowed.

Even if they had to fight to the death, they couldn't allow it.

The white robe that was once immaculate was now stained red with blood, her long hair disheveled, and the Immortal Slaughtering Swords in his hands had broken three, leaving only the original Immortal Slaughtering Sword accompanying him.

But even it had appeared with cracks.

As if it was about to collapse in the next moment.

He looked at Chen Sheng, whose aura was waning, Moro, who had lost an arm, Lu Chengfeng, whose laws were disordered, the Old Celestial Master, whose eyes were almost blind, and the less than one hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals standing behind him.

A smile crept across his lips.

"Why does the Great Emperor smile?"

Chen Sheng frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

The final moment had arrived, and he didn't understand why Jiang He could still smile. Could it be that he was seeking death, or that he couldn't bear the pressure of the demons?

But after smiling, Jiang He said softly:

"Based on my understanding of your father, it's about time... for him to come and save the day."

"What?"

Jiang He didn't say anything more, didn't respond to Chen Sheng's question, and looked at everyone, saying in a deep voice:

"This is the boundary. Even if we die here, we are not allowed to retreat a single step."

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

Responding to Jiang He was no longer the united will and confidence of the past. Most of them were silent, as if everyone was accumulating anger and despair.

"Chen, if you don't come... your lineage will be wiped out!"

At this moment, Jiang He, who was usually quite graceful, roared in his heart.

....

"Continue... devour them!"

With the Underworld Emperor's order, the Demon Clan army attacked again.

He could already see that these humans had reached their limit. Even though they could be reborn several times because of the Heavenly Dao, they had already discovered the pattern.

That was that each rebirth would weaken their strength by one level.

Until... they completely perished.

The Rakshasa Demon God sneered, with a hint of cruelty.

He refused to believe that Chen Yuan would not come out if he killed these people!

If that was the case, then he would continue to kill!

Until all the humans were killed!

.....

All over the mortal realm, cries of sorrow arose.

Compared to the previous Immortal-Demon War in the starry sky, the intensity of this battle was several times greater, and the number of people who died from natural disasters had increased geometrically.

But the imperial court was indifferent, and no strong figures came to maintain order.

A sense of despair filled everyone's hearts.

They couldn't see any hope.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it any longer and wailed loudly.

Some people, relying on the scenes from their youth, thought of the Sacred Martial Emperor Chen Yuan.

In the stories, didn't the Sacred Martial Emperor always turn the tide and save the people?

Where was the Great Emperor?

Where was the Human Emperor?

Some people faced the east and knelt in prayer.

Some people shouted the Great Emperor's name loudly.

Like a plague, more and more people were gradually infected and found the beacon in their hearts, found their last hope, and began to call out, call out to the legendary person.

"Your Majesty, the Human Emperor..."

"Great Emperor... save us..."

"Your Majesty..."

"Celestial Emperor, have mercy, take action... save..."

......

At this moment, within the Southern Border.

As if he had truly sensed the countless people calling out to him, or perhaps he had finally completed the final step, Chen Yuan, who had been closing his eyes and breathing, opened his eyes without joy or sorrow.