Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills - Chapter 361: 72: Zhao Huai of Yan Country, Daring to Invite the Demon Emperor to Death

Chapter 361: 72: Zhao Huai of Yan Country, Daring to Invite the Demon Emperor to Death

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The center of Anxi Prefecture was a vast square paved with marble.

High towers stood on all sides, their elaborate ancient formations engraved upon them, constituting a jointly built defensive formation.

Outside the formation, layers of Demon Clouds hovered, with four crimson stars twinkling within, exuding a monstrous aura. Each star represented a Demon Emperor.

They gazed intently at the people inside the formation.

Within the formation, there were hundreds of surviving human powerhouses who retreated to the center of the square with the Xia’s Empress.

Those who made it this far were no weaklings. Most of them were Elders, Executors, and True Disciples.

However, after a series of intense battles, everyone’s magic power and pills were exhausted, and fatigue was evident on their faces.

The formation could no longer hold under the onslaught of so many Demon Kings and Demon Emperors.

In other words, they could no longer see the light of tomorrow.

“Break the formation!”

“Devour the flesh and blood of these humans!”

Several Demon Kings in the Sixth Realm positioned themselves around the formation and launched their own weapons in unison.

Although the weapons of the Demon Race couldn’t match the magical treasures of the human race, they were still not to be underestimated. These weapons were often made by fusing the essence and blood of deceased human powerhouses with parts of the body of a fallen demon of the same kind.

Not many Demon Kings possessed such weapons.

For example, the sharp-horned long spear wielded by the Black Wolf King, whose spearhead was made using the refined horn of the rhinoceros race. It was incredibly sharp, far more powerful than ordinary magical treasures.

Currently, within the formation…

Yu Qinghan, donning silver armor, looked at the injured abbot of the Little Lingyin Temple behind her and then raised her head to gaze at the rolling Demon Clouds, her eyes filled with unspeakable heaviness.

After half a day of consecutive battles, she too had to enter the battlefield and suffer tremendous consumption. Many sect ancestors joined forces to battle the Demon Emperors.

Among them were two Demon Emperors in the Eighth Realm, comparable to the Mighty who could survive in tribulation. The abbot of Little Lingyin Temple alone was far from enough. He could barely withstand the onslaught, but it was inevitable that he would be injured.

Fortunately, they had managed to lead the rest of the human powerhouses out of the encirclement. Otherwise, human cultivators in Anxi Prefecture would have been completely annihilated.

The fall of Anxi Prefecture was inevitable.

There were too many powerful demons, and the power of the Immortal Sect alone was insufficient. As the netherworld and Heavenly Devil World of the Northern State remained passive, people had to garrison there and not let their guard down.

Many Demon Emperors lurked within the Demon Clouds, ready to strike. The mysterious Demon Cloud seemed to be some kind of special medium that allowed the Demon Emperors to unleash even greater strength.

Among the reinforcements were the generals of the Yan country, Dongfang Xuan and Zhou Ping.

They too had responded to the Xia’s Empress’s summons and rushed to the Western State’s battlefield.

But now, Zhou Ping was covered in cracks, his magic power dimmed, his long hair stained with blood, and his clothes were riddled with blood marks, while his black stick was pitted and scarred.

He had taken the lead and killed several Demon Kings, battled with a seventh-realm Demon Emperor for hundreds of rounds, then collapsed due to exhaustion. He was saved by a Metamorphosis Stage ancestor.

Dongfang Xuan had also lost her former elegance. The black veil covering her face had fallen off, revealing her cold and stunningly beautiful face, pale as a ghost. Her dress was in tatters, and a terrifying claw mark on her back. It seemed to have been left by a fierce beast and had almost pierced through her flesh body.

Most of the injuries were inflicted during last-ditch struggles of dying Demon Kings.

Not everyone was like Zhao Huai, carrying the blessing of destiny, able to recover their magic power and vitality after killing a savage beast, then becoming more and more powerful as they fought.

Most cultivators would undoubtedly become weaker after being involved in a war of attrition, inevitably becoming exhausted and overwhelmed, allowing Demon Kings to seize the opportunity to strike them down.

“Boom!”

The Demon Cloud in the sky trembled, forming a mist vortex. Then, the mist converged into an alluring, long-legged woman with dazzling black hair, adorned with bright and blooming flowers. Her translucent bare feet glistened.

Green, spiked vines wrapped around her fair arms, and she wore a smile on her face, showing off her sharp teeth.

To the humans below, this was undoubtedly a cruel smile.

They would not forget that it was this Demon Emperor…

Who summoned a towering ancient tree, from which countless flower buds blossomed and a myriad of green bone spikes shot out from countless roots, killing heaps of human cultivators.

This Demon Emperor’s power was terrifying.No one knew her true identity yet.

Only that the demons called her Flower Empress.

Flower Empress looked at the human cultivators below with a smile and licked her lips, transmitting her voice:

“Xia’s Empress, if you surrender and become my slave, I might consider letting these cultivators go.”

Yu Qinghan’s guards and the sect elders below were furious at these words.

This damn Demon Emperor actually wanted their Empress to become a slave to the demons, completely trampling on the dignity of the human race and not taking them seriously at all.

Flower Empress had deep intentions in her eyes, a smiling surface, but in her heart, she thought otherwise.

Empress of Xia was one of the human race’s leaders, if she could capture her alive, the morale of the humans would plummet, making conquering Central State easy.

“Your Majesty must not agree to their demands!”

“This is an attack on our hearts; even if we die in battle, we cannot let them control us!”

“That’s right! We cannot trust the words of the demons.”

Some cultivators around were worried that Yu Qinghan might make an irrational decision.

Yu Qinghan clenched her fists, her phoenix eyes full of murderous intent, her heart burning with anger.

She was not stupid, knowing that the other side’s surface was trying to persuade her to surrender, but the actual intention was to shake their morale, make them give up resistance, and even divide the human race to produce contradictions.

Most people were willing to fight to the end, but some couldn’t help feeling sympathetic.

After all, as long as she surrendered, everyone else could live, making it hard not to be tempted by such conditions.

“Hahaha!”

Flower Empress let out a silvery laugh, sneering, “Do you want to put their lives in danger? I gave them a chance to live. If you still refuse to understand, then you’ll all die together.”

Upon hearing this, some weak cultivators, who couldn’t even muster the strength to stand, collapsed to the ground, their eyes filled with hope.

They were still young, the prodigies of various sects, not meant to die here, on the yellow soil, becoming the demons’ food.

Just as the situation was tense, the ground shook.

The beast hordes at the city gates were knocked back by an invisible force, running frantically toward the vast square as if they had seen something frightening.

“Your Majesty Demon Emperor! An invincible sword cultivator has entered the city, and almost all the demon kings have been wiped out, they can’t resist him!”

“Yes, even the Elephant King and the Lion King have perished on the spot, blood flowing like a stream, and tens of thousands of the demon armies have been killed by him alone! We are no match for him, only the Demon Emperor can capture this person!”

Soon, news from the city gates reached the ears of Flower Empress.

At the same time, many other demon kings and powerful demons heard the shocking news.

They learned that such a terrifying sword cultivator had single-handedly entered the city.𝑅read latest ch𝒂pters at n/𝒐v(e)lbi𝒏(.)co/m

Not just the demons but even the cultivators in the formation and Yu Qinghan on their side had doubts, even thinking someone had come to their rescue.

But if it was reinforcements, shouldn’t they have brought more people with them?

“Swish!”

Just as everyone was wondering, a white rainbow light arrived in the sky above the square.

Zhao Huai’s figure emerged, his aura strong, carrying thousands of sword qi, sweeping all around, and any demons in his way were killed by the sword qi.

In just an instant, the ground was piled with mountains of corpses.

Zhao Huai stayed on the sword body from beginning to end, not coming down, just the sword qi that grazed by was enough to kill a Demon King in the Fifth Realm.

His magic power seemed to be used without limit, squandering it on thousands of sword lights, flashing with murderous intent, making the surrounding demon kings shudder and retreat continuously.

Suddenly, Zhao Huai’s gaze looked into the sky at the Demon Emperor, locking onto Flower Empress, his face showing no fear, facing an army of tens of thousands of demons alone, his attitude still casual as he said:

“Zhao Huai of Yan is here, daring to invite the Demon Emperor to face death.”