Born with immortal seed

Chapter 625 The Dragon Lord Unleashes His Wrath
The battlefield, a back-and-forth struggle, resembles a millstone, where individual bravery is futile.

No matter how powerful your magic or how unparalleled your swordsmanship.

No matter how noble your bloodline or how powerful your supernatural abilities.

It was just a more durable consumable, and after one collision after another, it would eventually perish in some unnoticed corner.

Those genius disciples, treasured by various sects and cultivation families, displayed their Nascent Soul stage power and repeatedly killed demonic beasts.

The next moment, they were spotted, and dozens of demonic beasts surrounded and pounced on them, launching a frenzied attack.

After an incense stick had burned, only a skeleton remained on the spot, which crashed to the ground.

There are also demonic beasts with astonishing intelligence, which refined their transverse bones at the third rank, enabling them to speak and even partially transform into human form.

Or perhaps the demon's body is so strong that magical treasures cannot harm it, and spells can only leave a few specks of ash on its fur.

Once the human race notices this, they will use powerful talismans and war artifacts to counter it.

The earth dragon, covered in thick armor and charging around, had reached the peak of the third tier and was only one step away from transforming into a fourth-tier human.

Naturally possessing thick skin and flesh, and having awakened a supernatural power similar to an immortal body, one can feel a continuous flow of power as soon as one stands on the ground.

Despite sustaining minor injuries, he disrupted the group of cultivators, trampling two of them into a bloody pulp, while his wounds had already healed completely.

He was spotted by a disciple of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect. He made a hand seal to conceal his figure and drifted with the wind, like a slightly heavier breeze.

Just then, the earth dragon pierced the chest of an old woman with a full head of white hair with its single horn, and a cold, sharp sword light shot up from beneath its body.

A chilling, menacing light; body and sword become one, as if piercing through leather.

The earth dragon, which stood firm amidst a barrage of magical treasures and spells, had a large hole suddenly torn open in its abdomen.

The cold light pierced directly through the demon's body, leaving a wound over ten feet long that continued to wreak havoc inside, causing the earth dragon to collapse with a thud.

With a final, powerful slash before losing its strength, the sword light was sent flying far away.

boom!
Upon landing, the Qinglian Sword Sect disciple clutched his longsword, spitting out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and collapsed with his face as pale as paper.

Then three more ferocious wolf demons, with crescent moons on their foreheads and drool dripping from their mouths, pounced with a howl.

A cold light swirled around him, and all that could be heard was the howl of wolves, not a single cry of pain.

After a few moments, there was no further movement.

Two crescent-shaped wolf demons were decapitated, and another one was entangled with a disciple of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect.

The wolf's claws dug into his chest, and the flying sword pierced directly into his head, disappearing without a trace.

Both the human and the demon were lifeless and slowly collapsed.

The above scenarios were happening all the time along the battlefront that stretched for dozens of miles.

Such an intense and brutal war resulted in an extremely high casualty rate; the monsters could simply abandon their corpses in the wilderness, while the humans didn't even have time to bury them.

They could only hastily wrap up the bodies and send them onto transport airships, one ship at a time, to be transported to the rear.

In less than three months, almost every household in the Central Region was in mourning and holding funerals.

In such an environment, it is inevitable that some cultivators will try to escape in the face of battle, or even injure themselves to avoid going into battle.

Similarly, some previously unremarkable cultivators have risen to prominence and shone brightly.

Or, by remaining calm and directing the operation, they could turn the tide and salvage the situation.

Or they might break through in the heat of battle and shine brightly.

In times of crisis, the punishments at Heavenly Punishment Peak are even more severe. Anyone who escapes during battle can be executed on the spot by the supervising team, and afterwards, the sects and cultivation families behind them will be held accountable.

However, in order to boost the declining morale of lower-level cultivators, in addition to offering high rewards to show everyone the opportunity to transcend class and undergo a complete transformation, corresponding restrictions were also placed on the number of battles that cultivators of different realms could participate in.

If the criteria are met, one can choose to withdraw from the front line and return to the relatively safe second line to carry out logistical support and transport of the wounded.

However, this only applies to those below the Nascent Soul stage. Before the great battle ends, no True Monarch will be allowed to leave even a step.

Furthermore, the density of Nascent Soul cultivators participating in the war has increased, and even some Great True Monarchs have joined the conflict, attempting to break through the current situation.

The four Nascent Soul cultivators confronted each other, their energies intertwined, and they had become one with the entire battle situation.

Aside from individual strength, the direction the battlefield situation takes will also have a certain impact on their morale.

This is all that cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage can do.

Even if it only gives the Heavenly Punishment Peak Master and the Yellow Court Peak Master a sliver of a chance of victory, it's all worth it.

From this point on, casualties at the Nascent Soul level reappeared.

On the second day of the fourth month, Meng Dongye of the Five Phoenix Sword Sect had his physical body destroyed, leaving only his nascent soul to escape.

On the seventh day of the fourth month, the White Dragon Hermit of the Dragon Emperor Sword Sect was attacked by the Golden-Winged Roc of Rotten Axe Mountain. His intestines were ripped open and his nascent soul was swallowed whole. He died on the spot.

On the same day, the Five Phoenix Sword Sect's Ku Rong Sword Lord sacrificed an arm to slay a thousand-foot-long evil dragon of the middle-grade fourth rank in the Starry Sea, its blood filling the wilderness.

On April 20th, Shi Shu of the Longshu Sect was unable to retreat in time and was surrounded. He was attacked and killed by four transformed demons, and his soul was destroyed.

On the first day of May, the human race witnessed its most devastating battle. Jiang Zhenjun of the Great Sun Holy Sect, Pu Zhenjun of the Killing Sword Sect, Lan Qingyun of the Five Thunder Sect, and two rogue Nascent Soul cultivators perished in a single day.

The reason for this was that the three Great True Lords' operation to seal off the Dragon Lord went wrong.

A new fourth-tier superior-grade Xuan Turtle has arrived in the Chongming Sea, but the human race has not been able to obtain information about it.

At the critical moment, he suddenly stepped in, using his bloodline supernatural powers to withstand a round of attacks, creating an opportunity for the Dragon Lord.

The illusory image of the Celestial Court successfully ascended into the sky, directly enveloping the three Great True Lords.

However, he did not linger in battle, but turned around and attacked other Nascent Soul cultivators. With the strength of a peak fourth-tier demon, even without any special treasures, he could easily defeat ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

They did not reveal their true forms. In human form, every part of their body was used to its fullest potential. Even without any demonic energy, a punch or a finger was equivalent to a top-grade spiritual treasure.

In just a few moves, he could break through the defenses, and with a single strike of his dragon claw, kill a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The illusory image of the Celestial Court, even without anyone controlling it, was able to trap three Great True Monarchs, its cold flames flying wildly, leaving the three of them with no way to move freely.

In the critical moment, it was Yu Ziliang who drew his sword and stepped forward.

First, he would activate his bloodline to intimidate the demons, and then use the Demon-Slaying Sword to directly target the Dragon Lord.

The extreme killing intent, along with the overwhelming hatred for the demon race, makes one wonder under what circumstances the swordsmith forged this flying sword.

The sword beams shot out, converging into a line that passed through all living beings. Human cultivators remained calm, while demonic beasts froze and turned cold, instantly losing all their life force.

Even the transformed great demons were on high alert, as if they had encountered their most terrifying nemesis, and could only unleash half of their full strength under their fear.

"what?"

A face brimming with mature charm was raised, its golden eyes filled with majesty, enough to make even demons of the same rank give way.

The Dragon Lord raised his right arm, transforming his entire arm into a dragon for the first time. He pressed his five fingers against the sword light, causing it to vibrate wildly.

The sword light tore a gash in the palm of the dragon claw, and golden blood seeped out, dripping into beads.

After crystallizing, it did not fall to the ground; as if it possessed a spirit, it merged into other parts of the dragon's body.

"With your shallow swordsmanship, you were able to injure me... This flying sword is quite interesting."

The Dragon Lord examined the sword light in his hand with great interest, sensing the undisguised hatred within it, which grew stronger and stronger in his hand, making a buzzing sound.

Without anyone to control them, they are all burning their own essence, intending to fight to the death.

The dragon claw grew larger, and with a sudden flick, it sent the sword light flying out of sight.

Even it has to be careful when dealing with a fifth-tier flying sword that burns its own essence; it's impossible to suppress it in a short time.

Besides, this sword is evil and intensifies the damage to demons, so there's no need to get entangled with it further.

After throwing away the Demon-Slaying Sword, the Dragon Lord's golden eyes swept over Yu Ziliang, and Yu Ziliang's soul turned ice-cold, unable to move from the spot.

As the dragon claw expanded in his line of sight, the threat of death loomed overhead, and he was about to perish on the spot.

Although his cultivation technique is profound, allowing him to be reborn by borrowing the light of lamps in the Tushita Heaven, after going back and forth, he will definitely not be able to reassemble his body and restore his strength in time for this great war between the two races.

They returned defeated without even putting in any effort; how could they be content with that?

I am sorry for my master's plan, I am sorry for the ancestors of the Dao lineage, and I am even more sorry for myself who has devoted countless days and nights of hard work to cultivate to this day.

Countless lights within Yu Ziliang's body exploded, a warm new power surged forth, breaking free from the suppression of his soul, and he tore off a talisman from his sleeve.

Without needing to be activated, it automatically retreated a hundred feet, ignoring the environment where even the void was sealed off by the dragon claws.

But it only postponed the time of death; with a cold snort, the dragon claw arrived in a flash.

Yu Ziliang only possessed one of these teleportation talismans that could disregard everything.

"Peach blossoms drift away on flowing water, revealing a world apart from the mortal realm!"

With a rousing song, countless blue lotuses bloomed, forming a vast expanse.

Li the Madman had disheveled hair, his robes were open, and the Azure Lotus Holy Sword in his hand unleashed terrifying power.

Today it was his turn to fight the bear from Rotten Axe Mountain. The bear, relying on its thick skin, took dozens of sword blows without uttering a sound, and its glossy fur was stained red.

The situation is dire. If the Dragon Lord continues to kill like this, the two Nascent Soul Ancestors in the heavens might be affected by the defeat of the human army before they can even make a move, and their momentum will be completely at a disadvantage.

He directly sacrificed the blood-stained sword bone of his left arm, activated the Azure Lotus Holy Sword, and unleashed the final volume of the Azure Lotus Sword Song, which surpassed his own swordsmanship level.

This originally required cultivating one's swordsmanship to the legendary fifth realm, where each sword strike was imbued with true meaning, before it could be unleashed.

The Blood-Weeping Sword Bone has the characteristic that the more severe the injury, the stronger the power.

Li Fengzi simply sacrificed it, and the Blood-Weeping Sword Bone itself ceased to exist, so how could there be any more serious injuries?

Just as expected, the power gained was enough to activate the Azure Lotus Sword Song!
His swordsmanship was so intense and unrestrained that wherever his sword light shone, blue lotuses bloomed, their beauty concealing deadly intent.

The bear cried out in pain, unable to bear it any longer, and one of its paws flew off.

It was only because he dodged in time that he was able to avoid being cut off; otherwise, half of his body would have been severed.

The Azure Lotus Holy Sword reversed its direction and fell, causing countless azure lotuses to bloom, completely surrounding the Dragon Lord.

The Dragon Lord retracted his dragon claws, revealing his half-dragon demon body, and smashed open the green lotus.

Sensing that the Celestial Court's illusory side was unattended and teetering on the brink of collapse under the counterattack of the three Great True Lords, he coldly swept his golden eyes around before leaving.

In this battle, the human race suffered a crushing defeat.

How to deal with the Dragon Lord was the biggest problem facing the human race's leadership.

The previous strategy of dealing with the situation using three Great True Lords is clearly no longer sufficient.

However, even with an increase in the number of people, there were not enough Great True Monarchs to fight against Great Demons of the Fourth Rank or above.

A pall of gloom hung over the human alliance.

(End of this chapter)