The battle on the flesh earth was in full swing, with constant screams of agony echoing. In this fragmented and rugged terrain, lightning, fire, and secret arts intertwined, a bloody fight to the very last moment of life.
Although the God Worshipping Society had many disciples on the flesh earth, numbering in the hundreds of thousands, most were just ordinary disciples. The envoys from beyond and within the Divine were all gathered at the incarnation of the Creation Divine Sovereign to guard him.
The three thousand disciples of Myriad Worlds Gate advanced alongside the three Dao Palace True Persons, sweeping through the God Worshipping Society's many strongholds.
These disciples, whose strength rivaled those in the Lamp Lighting Realm, were as fragile as ants before the True Persons. With but a thought, they would die a violent death on the spot.
Like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, they flattened the flesh earth to the giant mouth. The cultivators of Myriad Worlds Gate stood on flying swords and magical artifacts, all coldly watching the bottomless abyss below. Before that great mouth, heavenly soldiers and generals stood with weapons in hand, banners obscuring the sky, a grand scene of the Heavenly Court conquering demons.
"Such a dangerous place must be filled with traps. My disciple, Hongluan, told me about it, about the great worms that devour everything, and the overflowing soup that can dissolve all things. Entering such a treacherous place rashly will surely lead to heavy losses. Why don't the three of us join forces to erase this great mouth along with those great worms, and directly reach the place where that heretical creature of the Righteous God Sect is?" The white-clad youth said calmly, stroking his sword. The green- and black-robed cultivators beside him agreed, each taking a position.
"Exterminate."
"Annihilate."
"Decimate."
The three Dao Palace True Persons each summoned a sword, and the sword bodies trembled as if tossed about. Three distinct colors of text appeared on the sword bodies, each corresponding to the sword intent summoned by the three.
The sword light blazed like a scorching sun, eventually interweaving to form a triangular formation.
As the light grew more intense, the colors of green, red, and white dominated this part of the world. Hongluan stood high above, watching the three-colored light, her heart filled with excitement. This was a unique secret art of Myriad Worlds Gate, and the foundation upon which Myriad Worlds Gate stood among the immortals.
This was the Qian Yuan Extermination Decimation Slash, a masterpiece created by the ancestor of Myriad Worlds Gate by comprehending his own innate divine power and combining the sword arts of various immortal sects. This sword can cleave the heavens above and split the earth below. Legend has it that even against a Saint, this sword art could injure them, truly the number one sword art among the immortal sects.
However, this sword art was too overbearing, and even a Dao Palace True Person could not wield it alone. It required the combined power of three people, using a sword formation to unleash it. Once the sword formation was activated, even if a Saint had great abilities, it would be difficult to escape. Their flesh would be destroyed and their Dao extinguished, forcing them to be reborn.
Although it was so overbearing, this sword art also had its drawbacks. First, it took too long to cast, and second, it could not be moved. Therefore, apart from attacking fortified positions, this Extermination Decimation Slash was difficult to use.
But now, the thieves were hiding beneath the flesh earth, hoping to use the thickness of the flesh earth and its treacherousness to hinder Myriad Worlds Gate. This was truly to Myriad Worlds Gate's liking. This Qian Yuan Extermination Decimation Slash was prepared for them, to show these arrogant fools what the hundred families of the immortal sects were.
Under the observation of the many cultivators, the three Dao Palace True Persons shouted in unison: "Open!"
The three sword lights merged into one, transforming into a giant sword shadow that slashed towards the great mouth below.
That moment was like the sudden breaking of dawn, the rising of the morning sun. The invisible, sharp sword intent swept past the cultivators, causing their hair to stand on end and their skin to turn cold.
Everyone's consciousness seemed to be severed by this sword. Only after the white light dissipated did they recover from their daze. Looking down, only a dark void remained where the great mouth had been. The invisible sword intent scattered in all directions. A curious person tried to touch the dissipating sword intent, and the next moment, his finger was smoothly cut off, as easily as a hot knife through butter. The cultivator looked at his missing finger, with no blood flowing out, only a smooth wound. Then, he screamed in pain, unable to restore his severed finger even with secret arts.
"Hmph, this kid has quite the ambition, daring to touch this sword intent. Haven't you heard that the sword intent of the Qian Yuan Extermination Decimation Slash is untouchable? Even if there are miraculous pills to heal the wound, it will be difficult to recover in a short time. Only after the sword intent in the wound dissipates can it be treated." An old cultivator of Myriad Worlds Gate looked at the young fellow disciple and sneered. No one cared whether the man's severed finger could be restored, only mocking his arrogance and ignorance.
After all, in the eyes of the cultivators of Myriad Worlds Gate, it was worth it for the young man to gain such experience by sacrificing a finger. It would be truly foolish to test it with one's own head.
Looking at the large hole pierced through the flesh earth, knowing that the demonic people of the God Worshipping Society were below, all the cultivators of Myriad Worlds Gate were eager to give these inhuman demonic people a taste of their power. They waited for the True Persons to issue orders, each taking pills to raise their state to the best.
The three Dao Palace True Persons watched the slowly dissipating sword intent, each summoning a magical treasure. They looked down at the huge hole and waved their hands towards it: "Disciples of Myriad Worlds Gate, listen to my orders, follow us to slay demons and eliminate evil!"
"Yes!" The shouts shook the sky. In an instant, countless cultivators flew towards the hole like shooting stars. The scene was magnificent, and Hongluan could feel an intense fighting spirit in her heart. She followed the many cultivators and rushed down, heading towards their final destination.
Also on the surface of the flesh earth, Zile sat on a large tree, overlooking the surroundings. The roots of the locust tree constantly penetrated deep into the ground, entangling and pulling out strange things one by one, then devouring them clean.
She looked at the distant, giant Four Symbols Formation, her face filled with sorrow: "Not enough, not enough. I still can't help Brother."
The roots and vines of the locust tree moved even faster, soon appearing in all parts of this flesh earth. With Zile alone, no more monsters appeared near the abyss's great mouth.
The giant Four Symbols Formation radiated light. Jiang Wen's Daoist robe fluttered with the surging Qi. His gaze was fixed on the strange black thing in the center of the giant pit. He waved his hand to Du Haitang, sending her to the feet of a Heavenly King.
In a battle with a Saint, he could no longer take care of her. Even with the Four Symbols Sword Formation protecting each other, it might not be safe. It would be safer to go under the Heavenly King.
"You, very good. Let me see your true strength." The pitch-black monster quietly looked at Jiang Wen, its strange voice coming from its abdomen. Its body was constantly surging with thick black sludge, concealing the golden heart within.
Jiang Wen looked at it very seriously, then asked, "People have names, things have names. Although you are my opponent, I should know your name."
"Name? Hmph. If you wish, you can call me Demon." The monster Yao said stiffly, then its eyes were filled with scarlet. Its aura gradually climbed, instantly surpassing the Dao Palace and reaching another realm.
"Demon, is it? Then come!" Jiang Wen suddenly grinned, his originally golden eyes filled with a trace of blood. He leaped up and turned into a shadow, hammering towards Yao.
A wave of Qi erupted, like the most violent typhoon sweeping through everything.
