Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme-Chapter 378: 249: Immortal City_1

Chapter 378 -249: Immortal City_1

At the foot of Great Xing Mountain, within the Black Tortoise Palace Array, a slaughter battlefield.

Blood flowed into rivers, corpses spread across the field.

Blood Demon Children with deformed flesh and twisted forms clashed in chaotic battle against the disciples of the Five Palaces and the multitude from the Twelve Towers.

Tens of Demon Infants, each appearing like Asuras or demon-like night specters, joined forces to fight fiercely against the Black Tortoise.

The Black Tortoise Palace True Spirit, the Kui Water grand formation, presided over by the Black Tortoise Palace Master, Chen Xuan.

As the Palace Master of the Black Tortoise, Chen Xuan had long stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, and being a Demon Transformation Spiritual Beast born from the mechanisms of a purified world, he enjoyed exceptional advantages. Coupled with the Kui Water grand formation of the Black Tortoise Palace Real Jue, the resulting Black Tortoise Palace True Spirit possessed some of the might of a divine beast, and when facing filthy demon objects, its combat strength was comparable to a Divinity Transformation.

Divinity Transformation strength, not to be considered weak.

However, the demon’s side was no less formidable.

Dozens of Demon Infants were existences overwhelmingly powerful, just below Divinity Transformation. One or two might not matter much, but ten or twenty constituted a qualitative and quantitative change.

Furthermore, adding to the madness and bloodlust of the demon objects, which fought fiercely without the slightest fear of death, even the Black Tortoise Palace True Spirit was pushed to extreme peril.

What was more terrifying was that the number of these Demon Infants was still increasing, growing continuously without end! fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Not just Demon Infants, but the blood clouds that blotted out the sky and the countless Blood Demon Children were all expanding, all growing.

Because from all directions, from the heavens above to the earth below, rivers of blood surged towards the blood clouds, amplifying their demonic might.

Chen Xuan had no choice but to open the formation and let some of the Blood Demons be swallowed by the array, to be intercepted and cut down by the disciples of the Five Palaces and the Twelve Towers, sharing the pressure of the Black Tortoise Palace True Spirit.

Array within the array, the disciples of the Five Palaces, and the many from the Twelve Towers split into teams, intercepting the Blood Demons with sword arrays and battle arrays, like a great mill in motion, devouring life after life, turning them into streams of blood and mashed flesh, and bones crushed into powder that soaked into the earth.

Battle, battle, battle, kill, kill, kill!

They fought until the heavens dimmed and the earth darkened, until the sun and the moon lost their light.

With everything on the line, with all efforts exhausted, the centuries worth of accumulated efforts and the heartfelt dedication of tens of thousands of disciples from the Five Palaces and the Twelve Towers were all thrown into the battlefield, into the fight, driving this flesh and blood grinding disc, grinding away the enemy as well as themselves.

Yet, the sea of blood was overwhelming; the blood clouds, thick and heavy; with Demon Infants and Blood Demon Children endless and boundless.

Even as the many cultivators fought fearlessly, sacrificing their lives, the formation, the battle line, was still being torn apart bit by bit.

Time, life, rapidly slipping away with the grind of the flesh and blood.

Behind, the sea of blood surged towards the sky, boundless and endless, yet still no breakthrough was to be seen.

No familiar figures were in sight, nor was there a glimmer of hope for reversal to be seen.

It seemed… they had reached a dead end!

“Bang!”

A streak of sword light burst forth, shedding blood before plummeting to the ground, where it spilled the figure of a person, marked with bloodstains and covered in wounds.

It was Qing.

A hundred years had passed, time had flowed by, and the once young girl from the Wuzhe fishing family had become the master of the White Jade Martial Tower.

Of mortal birth and not particularly gifted, her perseverance in her heart, a century of arduous cultivation, and her focus on Martial Path had allowed her to reach the Yuan Core Realm and take charge of the White Jade Martial Tower.

However, amidst this battle, the Martial Path Yuan Core was truly insignificant. Her survival up until now was partly due to mercy from the skies and partly because her subordinates sacrificed their lives to protect her, their senior sister and tower master.

But this was the limit.

The disciples of the Five Tower, including herself, all suffered grievous losses.

The formation could not hold, and collapse was imminent.

“Is this… the end?”

“Little brother…!”

“Master…!”

Looking at her broken sword in hand, feeling the Inner Yuan drained within her body, and gazing around, she saw nothing but raging blood clouds that covered the sky and earth, filled with the screeches of Demon Infants and the sinister laughter of Blood Demon Children.

The Black Tortoise Palace True Spirit, marred with countless wounds.

The Kui Water grand formation, on the brink of collapse.

The disciples of the Five Palaces, the Masters of the Twelve Tower, also suffered untold casualties.

They had tried their best, they had truly done all they could.

But…

It was unbearable, truly unbearable!

Qing clenched her teeth, summoned her Inner Yuan, and attempted to rise to her feet.

“Roar!”

However, a fierce and fishy wind faced her, and a Blood Demon pounced, knocking her, exhausted and weakened, to the ground.

Just as the Blood Demon’s claws were about to tear and bite…

“Boom!!!”

There was a loud sound, and the earth and heavens trembled.

Engaged in combat, equally covered in wounds and deeply afflicted by demons, Meng Fuyao’s gaze sharpened as she looked up.

Above was the sky, obscured by rolling blood clouds.

The blood clouds churned, dense and unyielding, like a scarlet curtain that hid the entire sky from view.

But now…

“Puff!!!”

The earth and heavens shook together, the blood clouds shrank in alarm, and were forcefully torn apart.

What tore them apart?

Light, the light of white jade, the light of the immortal spirit.

The white jade immortal light burst forth brilliantly.

The celestial curtain shattered, the blood clouds tore apart.

Through the broken void and above the torn sea of clouds, a massive city, a grand white jade city, appeared shockingly.

That immense city, immeasurably vast, was like the Heavenly Palace Immortal City revealed above the nine heavens.

That was…

“The Celestial White Jade Capital, the Twelve Towers and Five Cities.”

“Immortals touched my crown, granting eternal life as my hair is tied in a knot.”

No one recited aloud, but these verses still unfailingly surfaced in everyone’s hearts.

The Celestial White Jade Capital?

The Celestial White Jade Capital!

Was this truly… the Celestial White Jade Capital!?

“Roar!!!”

A moment of shock, a moment of stupefaction, were instantly dispelled by the Blood Demon’s alarm cries.

“Roar roar roar!”

“Ah!!!”

The Blood Demons howled with a bestial roar, mingled with the wails of human anguish and excruciating screams.

Qing lay on the ground, her eyes filled with astonishment as she looked before her, at the Blood Demon Child that had pinned her to the ground.

“Roar!!!”

The Blood Demon Child howled miserably, its deformed body twisting again as streams of darkness evaporated from it, like a zombie being scorched by sunlight, writhing in extreme agony, losing control.

Sunlight?

Scorching?

Qing lifted her head, staring in shock as she saw a grand white jade Immortal City standing tall, radiating brightly as if it were the sun, piercing through the blood clouds, scorching the Blood Demons.