Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, the brutal battle between Taoism and demons had lasted for a whole year.
This year was full of torment and anxiety for the human race.
Because as time went by, not only Qi Butian, but more and more people began to vaguely sense that a pressure that made people feel boundless fear was slowly coming from the abyss.
This is Luohu. He is deliberately releasing his aura to show his terror.
With the continuous transformation, even though the sublimation has not been fully completed, his strength has increased tenfold.
With his strength growing to this point, he is no longer afraid of Lu Qingshan coming to him, and he is not afraid of anyone in the world.
Therefore, he chose to release his own aura, bringing infinite panic and despair to the human race.
——This situation of knowing that destruction is approaching but being powerless and having to wait quietly is undoubtedly a huge torture, enough to drive people crazy.
The oppression and madness of the human race are enough to make Luohou feel very happy.
…
Another month later.
This day.
abyss.
Billions of demonic lights suddenly rose up.
Under that level of brilliant magic light, even the blood moon lost its color.
The Demon Realm, which was originally dominated by blood, became colorful at this moment .
All the demons still in the abyss raised their heads and looked up at the sky at this moment.
Then, they all saw a figure.
No matter where or in which region, at this moment, everyone saw the same figure.
That figure seemed to be the most perfect creation between heaven and earth, with magic light all over its body and containing the supreme power between heaven and earth.
The blood-red hair fell down like a waterfall, mysterious and extraordinary, as if it had taken away the color of the blood moon.
His face seemed to be shrouded in light, and could not be seen clearly. One could only vaguely see a pair of extremely evil but also extremely terrifying blue eyes. Just one glance at it was enough to make people feel as if their souls were shattered.
Do not look directly into the eyes of the demon.
"What a powerful force..."
An indifferent voice came out slowly.
The voice seemed to come from the Netherworld and spread throughout the vast abyss. It clearly did not contain any emotion, but it was permeated with a terrifying power that made the heaven and earth tremble.
Luohou took a deep breath, feeling the mighty power in his body, licked his lips, and smiled lightly, looking particularly evil.
Until this moment, he had truly become the master of the Demon Realm and the Supreme of the Abyss.
He took a step forward and disappeared.
The next moment, Luohu appeared in the center of the abyss.
The absolute center in geographical sense.
Luohou stood high in the sky, thinking back on his experiences along the way, he actually felt as if he was in a dream.
No matter what kind of person you are, after achieving success, you seem to have such a mental journey, recalling the past to add color to the present.
Finally, Luohu stopped reminiscing.
He looked down at the abyss land below, which was already showing signs of decay.
Thousands of mountains rise and fall, and dragons hold their heads high.
His mood was stirred by the ups and downs of the mountains.
Now that he has achieved success, he no longer needs to look ahead or behind and just needs to show his skills.
Luohou tapped the air with his foot.
Long winding mountains rose from the ground, like magic dragons leaping into the sky and dancing wildly around Luohou.
One thought and the ocean changes.
Surrounded by evil dragons, Luohou was filled with lofty sentiments.
"Who dares not to obey my orders?"
All living beings in the vast abyss heard Luohou's declaration, which contained an inexplicable pressure, and at the same time felt a huge pressure coming.
So, the next moment, all the demon creatures knelt down fanatically and chose to obey.
"We will obey your holy command!" The demon creatures knelt down devoutly.
But that's not enough.
Luohou turned his gaze towards the royal cities of the other seven domains except the Black Armor Domain.
He needs to unify the Demon Realm. He wants to be a dictator with supreme power. If someone refuses to obey, he doesn't mind carrying out a purge first.
A cruel smile appeared on Luohou's lips, and his blue eyes flashed with brutality, which he did not conceal at all.
He expressed his thoughts clearly.
"Everyone must give me an answer within seven days."
"Those who obey me live, those who disobey me die!"
At this time, all the powerful demon lords were on the front battlefield. They had no idea what was happening in the abyss, and could not respond to Luohu.
But Luohu was not in a hurry, because he knew that this news would soon spread throughout the two worlds.
He ordered the demons to surrender and waited for the gods to surrender.
Even though they knew that the war on the front line was fierce, asking the Demon Lords to return to the abyss and surrender at this time might delay the chance of fighting - with him around, why should they care about the so-called chance of fighting?
Rahu hangs high in the sky, and the blood moon is dim.
The brutality in him became more and more serious.
"We will obey your command!" On the third day, the giant clan was the first to surrender.
In fact, there is no suspense at all.
"I will obey your command!" On the fourth day, the three tribes of Thunder Beast, Void, and Soldier Demon surrendered.
…
Seven days later, the last member of the Holy Demon Clan shouted "We will obey the Holy Order" and completely surrendered to Luohu.
At this time, all the demons had surrendered to Luohu and offered their own demonic lands.
At this point, Luohou took over the entire Demon Realm without bloodshed.
Whether in authority or strength, he is above all living beings in the Demon Realm.
But he was not satisfied.
"Very good, everyone, please remember this day." Luohou no longer looked at the decaying realm of the abyss, but cast his gaze into the distance, towards the rich human realm. A charming smile appeared on his face, and a voice filled with endless coldness resounded mightily in the land of the abyss, "It is the time for me, Saint Luohou, to unify the two realms!"
…
God’s power is like a prison.
When Luohu achieved the status of Demon Saint, those with outstanding spiritual perception in the human realm naturally noticed it.
"Luo Hou...he succeeded..."
In Tianhe City, Qi Butian raised his head with a look of horror.
Just now, he sensed a breath that made his soul tremble.
Only the Demon Saint can possess that kind of aura.
Emperor Juque Wu and other monks in the Venerable Realm looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.
The existence of the Demon Saint is so despairing that it makes people lose all their will.
Even though their cultivation status is already at the pinnacle of the human race, when facing the Demon Saint, what is the difference between them and those low-level cultivators?
"The Demon Saint is about to come." Qi Butian sighed.
With the realm of Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal, Lu Qingshan could travel from Beihai to Cangwu in the morning. For the Demon Saint, it was even easier for him. The vastness of the Tianhe Sea was just a matter of moments.
Now, it just depends on when Rahu is ready to come.
Once it arrives, Tianhe City will be greeted with only destruction.
The only one who can stop the Demon Saint is the Ancestral Realm.
The ancestral formation is nothing in front of the Demon Saint.
Qi Butian turned his head and cast his gaze towards the human realm.
There was a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
There, lies the last hope of humanity.
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Human territory, Zhenjiang City, Mihe Peak.
The real birthplace of "Lu Qingshan".
Lu Qingshan strolled on the mountain path and no one noticed his arrival.
Aimless.
A cool spring breeze blew, frowning his brow.
All winds, at their root, come from the sea.
The wind on the sea comes from the Tianhe Sea.
This is the breeze blowing on your face at this moment.
Lu Qingshan's expression changed slightly, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Tianhe City.
"Young Master, what's wrong?" Qin Yitian noticed Lu Qingshan's change at the first moment.
"Luo Hou, you have become a saint," Lu Qingshan's voice was very low, but his expression was very calm, "We should go back."
"But, young master, you have not yet become an emperor..." Qin Yitian's voice gradually lowered.
Lu Qingshan has not yet become a patriarch, but since Luohou has already become a saint, Lu Qingshan has to face him.
This is his responsibility.
Young Master has never been one to shirk responsibility.
"It's just a case of the weak defeating the strong. Aren't we always good at this?" Lu Qingshan said with a smile.
A sword light shot up into the sky.
Just like before.
However, the direction of the sword light back then was the South China Sea, but the direction of this sword light now is the Tianhe Sea.
The place of decisive battle, Tianhehai.
It can only be the sky, the river and the sea.
Only there did he have a glimmer of hope.
…
Early morning.
Yumen Pass.
At this time, there were countless demon cultivators outside Yumen Pass, and they were everywhere. After a year of fighting and losses, there was still no end in sight.
This battle between Taoism and demons, which has been prepared for 20,000 years, will inevitably last for a long time, regardless of the final outcome. It is normal for the battle to last for decades.
Chi Zun's figure was as majestic as a mountain, motionless, but his expression was extremely embarrassed.
Because just four days ago, he learned the news of Luohou's ascension to sainthood, and under Luohou's pressure, he ordered his demon lords to return to the abyss and conveyed the soldier demon clan's intention to submit to Luohou.
Although I surrendered and was convinced, the unhappiness and frustration in my heart were increasing day by day.
His eyes fell on the figure who had been standing on the wall of Yumen Pass for a long time, like the goddess of Luo River in the morning breeze.
The Sword Immortal of Luo River, Xia Daoyun.
He decided to use her to vent his anger.
It will be during the next rest period of the Yumen Pass formation.
We must hurry.
Because once Luohou takes action, it will be enough to settle everything, and then he will have no chance to take action again.
Fortunately, Luohou’s first target was not here.
…
Xia Daoyun closed his eyes slightly, resting his mind.
The morning breeze blew gently, and her clothes moved slightly.
brush!
The next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, and her beautiful face turned pale for some reason.
"What's wrong?" Yu Canghai, who was standing by, was a little surprised to see that her emotions were fluctuating violently.
Xia Daoyun's expression quickly returned to calm. She turned around and looked at Chi Zun who had been staring at her.
"Next, I'll leave Yumen Pass to you."
Yu Canghai was stunned.
The battle situation is becoming increasingly tense. Xia Daoyuan, as the most powerful force in Yumen Pass, said such words?
Are you leaving?
How is that possible? What about the next battle?
Is there anything more important than the current war?
——Yu Canghai never thought that Xia Daoyun would seek profit and avoid harm. This is not Xia Daoyun.
Although there was a huge wave of emotion in his heart, Yu Canghai did not express any objection.
Since you've given it to me, I'll just keep it safe.
This is Yu Canghai’s idea.
…
When saying that, Xia Daoyuan looked very calm.
Just a moment.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Xia Daoyun's eyes, which were as vast as mountains and rivers.
Then she took a deep breath.
Her face suddenly turned pale, without a trace of blood, as if she had been seriously injured at that moment.
But at the same time, her eyes suddenly became clear, although blood began to flow from the corners of her eyes.
A strong wind blew in Yumen Pass.
The wind brings countless breaths.
All the breath was poured into Xia Daoyun's body.
There was a strange phenomenon between heaven and earth.
Outside Yumen Pass, Chi Zun's face changed color and he shouted angrily, "Xia Daoyun, where does such great luck come from?"
"No...Xia Daoyun, how dare you steal the luck of Daxia for your own use?"
“How can you say I stole it? It was originally mine.” After the Jade Gate was closed, the stunningly beautiful female swordsman had a pale face and spoke in a calm tone.
She took a step forward.
Just one step, it can be ignored.
But the next moment, she appeared outside Yumen Pass, above the sky.
The terrifying aura of heaven and earth was still pouring into Xia Daoyun's body.
Her black hair danced wildly in the wind.
"Don't you want to live? Even if you are a sword immortal, how can you withstand the powerful force brought by such great luck!" Chi Zun was shocked and tried to stop Xia Daoyun.
Xia Daoyun didn't say anything else.
She has arrived in front of Chi Zun.
She was moving too fast, so close yet so far away.
She held the bull's ear tightly in her right hand, and the sword flashed everywhere.
Niu Er moved forward, and the sword light also moved forward, submerging Chi Zun.
Amid the sword light, Chi Zun’s extremely angry roar was heard.
He was well prepared and did not dare to take it lightly. In an instant, he used the military strategy and entered his strongest state.
In the sword light, there were roars, screams, and wails.
Then, the sword light scattered, revealing the scene inside.
Xia Daoyun stood there quietly, with blood flowing from the corners of his eyes and lips.
Opposite her was Chi Zun, with no visible wounds on his body.
"Taking ten thousand years of good fortune in exchange for a moment of beauty...crazy woman!" Chi Zun said with a grin.
All forces in the world have their own destiny, it’s just a matter of quantity.
There is no doubt that Da Xia, which inherited the bloodline of Xia ancestors and protected the human race for 20,000 years, is the leader among all forces and has the greatest fortune.
As the newly crowned empress , Xia Daoyuan holds this destiny and family fortune in her hands.
Her responsibility and mission is to strengthen the fortune of Daxia, or at least keep it from declining.
But today, Xia Daoyun did the opposite and squandered all the great fortune that Daxia had accumulated over thousands of years, just to gain a momentary boost.
No matter who sees her, they will sigh that she is the number one spendthrift woman in the world.
…
Xia Daoyun turned around.
A clear sword mark appeared on Chi Zun's body.
Then, the second one.
The third one.
…
A total of one hundred and eighty thousand sword wounds appeared on Chi Zun's body, densely packed and horrifying.
Then, blood splattered.
Chi Zun seemed to have become a human-shaped fountain, continuously spurting out blood.
He looked at the figure of the woman going away and died with his eyes open.
He could never understand.
Why would he risk his life and the great fortune of Great Xia for ten thousand years just to use these 180,000 swords against him?
…
Xia Daoyun didn't care what Chi Zun was thinking.
I don't care about the changes in myself at this time.
She moved so quickly that the change only happened to her at that moment.
Xia Daoyun's long black hair is fading.
Turns white.
That 's the price.
The price is life.
The good thing is, the person she did this to has already turned gray.
From this perspective, we will grow old together.
Without even looking at Chi Zun, she turned around and jumped onto Niu Er.
The sword light rose up, breaking through the thick demonic cloud and going away into the distance.
There was a moment of silence on the noisy battlefield.
Or dead silence.
No demon dared to stop her.
There were no cries of shock in Yumen Pass.
Because even the monks from Yumen Pass were so shocked that they were speechless at this moment.
…
The great fortune of Da Xia for ten thousand years was squandered like this.
The future prospects also end at this moment.
Even most of his life was lost.
Is it a pity?
Not a pity.
These things are important.
But there is something more important in the distance.
A very important thing in life is to recognize what is more important to you.
Xia Daoyun had figured this out a long time ago.