The sixty-second year of the Creation Era, winter.

The earth-shattering war between the Demon Clan and the Human Race opened once more along the long border where the Western Desert Divine Continent met the Northern Region Divine Continent.

Abrupt yet not sudden; everything was within expectation.

Yet the development of events was still more brutal and terrifying than all beings had imagined.

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

"Rumble—rumble!"

Heaven and earth quaked violently, the great formation on the verge of collapse.

Only to see the Creator Saint’s Stars Dharma Body fuse together with the Purple-Gold Furnace.

In the form of a supreme Emperor Lord, He began to move, striking directly at the Mountain and River Pen, the Le Tu Kasaya, and Ai Qiu at the same time.

The birth of this Stars Dharma Body was in fact the evolution of the former Great Moon Saint’s Dragon God Incense Body, combined anew with the vast Origin of the Stars.

Only, the current era was the era of the Creator Saint, so the offerings and worship of the Demon Clan’s beings were no longer the same.

No longer the Great Moon Saint, but the Creator Saint!

To Him, the stronger the faith and offerings of the Demon Clan, the stronger He became!

Thus even though, in the Northern Region Divine Continent, the Mountain and River Pen and the Le Tu Kasaya received more blessing from human popularity and human intent, becoming even more powerful, they still could not bring Him down.

"Bang——"

The Creator Saint’s Dharma Body slapped out a great hand, Immortal-slaying power scattering forth, surging power of faith rushing back upward, in an instant slaughtering toward the two Human Race peror Artifacts.

In that split second, the universe seemed about to be destroyed, the Divine Continent about to sink, this stretch of heaven and earth about to be annihilated.

Merely the aftershocks pressed the supreme great formation formed by the Human Race Army and the Demon Clan army until it was on the brink of collapse, fragile as paper.

Those cultivators and common folk who had come to the front line for the first time, facing such divine might head-on, were scared so badly their livers and gall bladders felt as if they would split, their minds shaken.

Too terrifying!

Just a wisp of aura emanating from the battle’s aftershocks was already enough to destroy heaven and earth.

Was such a terrifying power truly something that could exist in this world?

"So this is a part of elder brother’s divine might..." Starlight sparkled in Xuanxi’s eyes as she gazed up at the ever-cracking firmament.

"Xuan-thief, traitor, rebel. When I reach the summit, I will surely execute you!" On the other side, Bo Nianrou gripped the Dream Sword tightly, her expression cold, her eyes icy.

Regardless of whether the masses were panicked, or filled with heroic fervor, and so on.

The renewed clash of the Purple-Gold Furnace, the Mountain and River Pen, and the Le Tu Kasaya triggered heaven-collapsing, earth-shattering upheavals, stripping all color away.

Only, in this bout of great battle, They were still evenly matched.

To the extent that this time, even the most hidden and secret Treasured Yellow Heaven began to tremble!

...

When the terrifying beyond compare three Taoist Tools once again battled above the Mortal Realm.

The Demon Clan army and the Human Race Army roared in unison, boundless Tao Marks of all kinds began to spread.

Star Lord Divine Appearances! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Great Emperor Phantoms!

Demon Qi and Intent!

Human popularity and human intent!

With every change in formation by the Demon Clan, the Human Race responded in an instant; there was no way to employ any schemes or plots—everything had to be suppressed with sheer strength.

"Follow me—" The Overlord roared toward the sky, taking his body as a spear, charging straight toward the front.

A fierce wind swept his face, his long black hair blown backward, writhing like great pythons.

Yet the force on his body that could pull up mountains and overturn rivers, swallow sun and moon, once more surged out, oppressing the Human Race and pressing straight toward the cosmos.

Masters of the Demon Clan, each having condensed a Star Lord Divine Appearance, followed close behind, sprinting out, baring fangs and brandishing claws, each like a great demon, furious and terrifying.

"Kill!"

"Die!"

Roars and shouts rang out one after another, violent winds erupted, day and night swapped places.

Driven by the grand trend, there was no retreat.

On the Human Race side, Flower Yingying and Li Ziping were also shouting harshly, leading the Heavenly Palace Great Saints in a charge.

Blood energy soared into the skies like Destiny itself crashing down; boundless flames descended like the great sun personally arriving; rolling thunderbolts burst forth like heavenly punishment unleashed...

The battlefield was utter chaos, a rain of blood, a blur of mist.

Compared to bygone, even grander feasts of flesh and blood once again opened, the prelude drawn back.

The Essence Qi between heaven and earth, though turbid and filthy, was incomparably active.

Overlord against Empress, Saint Lord against Elder, Great Saint against Great Saint...

Though on the surface it was a scene of paired-off slaughter, accidents were inevitable; no one had absolute confidence of walking off that battlefield alive.

Every single moment was the ultimate bloom and rapid extinction of life, peril beyond measure.

And new generation Heavenly Talents such as Xuanxi and Bo Nianrou, seeing the cruel battle above the firmament, could not help but tremble.

Originally, they had thought they could contribute their own strength to this war.

But the bloody reality was like icy water poured over them from head to toe—now was not yet the time for them to step onto the grand stage!

"Senior Overlord... I will, I will definitely catch up to you, and then fight the Human Race at elder brother’s side!"

Xuanxi clenched her silver teeth, a trace of killing intent surfacing on her delicate face.

Then she withdrew her gaze, responded to the army’s horn, and channeled Demon Essence into the great formation.

The Demon Essence of a Demon was actually not important, but that Demon Qi and Intent was especially important.

Small streams gathered made a torrential flood; it must absolutely not be underestimated!

"Menghuang, I think, I understand why you must become The Destiny of Great Dreams."

"In such a chaotic era, how could one possibly pass a life gently?"

Bo Nianrou gripped the Dream Sword tightly, the chill emanating from her body growing ever more condensed.

The Reverse River’s reflection also surfaced behind her, surging and roaring, seeming left yet right, as if in a dream yet as if in reality, untouchable.

...

"Die!" A Fire Roc Demon Saint sneered.

He revealed his True Body: a ferocious Red Roc, bearing at once the bloodlines of a Golden Winged Roc and the Vermilion Bird, an extremely terrifying Variant Seed.