The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

Xian Zhen's clone's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected Jiang Chuan, with the help of the Mountain Spirit, to unleash such powerful strength. Fear surged within him, but it was too late to dodge.

The Mountain Spirit unleashed its Crimson Leopard Sword Intent once more, piercing through the chest of Xian Zhen's clone. Xian Zhen's clone instantly stiffened, turning to ashes and dissipating into the sky.

Jiang Chuan, after knocking away Xian Zhen's clone, was also exhausted and was sent flying out of the inner city, falling into a half-collapsed house.

Dust filled the house instantly, and Jiang Chuan's fate remained unknown.

Tao Hongjing had already penetrated deep into the core of the demonic array, and with each swing of his longsword, he could annihilate a demonic shadow.

He had already destroyed sixty-six heavens, but the further he went, the stronger the power of the demonic array became, and the more strained he felt.

One hundred thousand ghost soldiers roamed freely within the demonic array, their figures appearing and disappearing erratically, making them impossible to guard against.

The power of the magic array surged continuously, transforming into streaks of black light that attacked Tao Hongjing.

Tao Hongjing dodged left and right, but was still struck by the light several times, leaving wounds on his body.

Mu Suifeng led 6,000 cavalrymen from Heyang in a desperate battle against the ghost soldiers within the demonic formation.

The cavalry, spears in hand, charged toward the ghost soldiers. Their horses neighed, raising clouds of dust.

The demon soldiers were numerous, and the demonic array greatly hindered their movements. In a fierce battle, Mu Suifeng's army was suddenly trapped by the power of the demonic array. The space around them seemed to freeze, the warhorses could not move forward, and the soldiers were unable to move.

Just then, two thousand monster cavalry suddenly appeared behind them.

These demonic beast cavalry rode enormous demonic beasts that breathed fire and had fierce expressions. They were led by the mysterious demon general Jiang He.

Jiang He rode a black magical beast, wielding a massive battle axe. He sneered as he looked at the trapped Heyang cavalry.

Mu Suifeng inwardly cried out in alarm; he was in deep trouble this time. But he did not back down. He drew his sword and shouted, "Brothers, kill! Even if we die today, we will die a glorious death!"

The Heyang cavalry responded enthusiastically, brandishing their spears and charging towards the monster cavalry.

The monster cavalry were equally determined, urging their monsters to attack the Heyang army cavalry.

The battlefield was filled with deafening battle cries as the two sides engaged in a fierce cavalry duel.

The monster cavalry are extremely powerful; their monsters are not only incredibly strong but also extremely fast.

Under their onslaught, the Heyang cavalry gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. Soldiers fell one after another, and their warhorses neighed and collapsed to the ground.

Mu Suifeng fought desperately, his sword already chipped, but he still did not give up. Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, the six thousand cavalry of the Heyang army were ultimately annihilated, with no survivors.

Jiang He's monster cavalry broke through the Heyang army's formation with overwhelming force.

Jiang He looked at the tragic scene before him, then turned to look at Hulao Pass. Victory meant that Hulao Pass would be removed from the list of the five passes in the northern border.

He shouldered his three-foot-long sword and shouted, "Brothers, charge! Target: Hulao Pass inner city!"

The monster cavalry roared and spurred their beasts toward the inner city of Hulao Pass.

The Demon King Xinghe has pushed the battle line to the barbican, where a massive army of demonic beasts from the depths of Dushan Mountain is trampling it, paving the way for Jiang He's charge.

Inside and outside the city gates, Demon General Jiang He, riding a tall and mighty black demonic beast, urgently addressed the city: "Demon King Xinghe, if you have the guts, come out of the city and fight! Let's settle this with our true abilities!"

He planned that as soon as Xinghe left the city, he could use the power of 100,000 ghost soldiers to attack from both sides and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

Demon King Xinghe stood atop the city wall and replied disdainfully, "Jiang He, do you take me for a fool? These two sturdy city walls are our strongest barrier. Why would I leave the city? As for that general you mentioned who died seventy years ago, I, Xinghe, have never been afraid of him!"

Leaving the city rashly could easily lead to falling into a carefully laid trap. Holding the city walls is the safest strategy at present.

In a dark corner of the battlefield, a figure was hidden, watching every move closely.

This person was the mysterious figure, his heart filled with greed and obsession, staring intently at a certain spot on the battlefield as if a priceless treasure were hidden there.

That's right, the treasure he's been searching for for a hundred years has finally appeared here.

The mysterious man suppressed his inner desire, his hands unconsciously clenching: "This time, I absolutely cannot let this treasure slip through my fingers again!"

Turning our gaze back to the inner city, amidst the ruins, Jiang Chuan struggled to move his body. He was covered in wounds, his clothes torn, and blood seeped continuously from his wounds. Every movement felt like a thousand needles piercing his skin.

But with the inexhaustible power of the dragon soul, he managed to crawl out of the ruins.

"Jiang Chuan, do not move around recklessly!" A clear voice rang out; it was the sword spirit, Mountain Ghost.

She appeared before Jiang Chuan with a look of anxiety and said solemnly, "Your injuries are too severe. If you act recklessly again, these hidden injuries will stay with you for the rest of your life!"

Jiang Chuan looked at the mountain spirit and asked weakly, "Mountain spirit, do you think... Master will win?"

In his heart, his master Xie Xuan was a powerful support, but now the battle situation was too dangerous, and he couldn't help but worry.

After pondering for a moment, the mountain spirit uttered a single word with certainty: "Yes!"

Although her words were concise, her tone was full of confidence, as if she had no doubt about Xie Xuan's strength.

Jiang Chuan felt somewhat relieved.

He looked up at the fierce battle raging in the heavens and silently prayed, "Master, you must win!"

High above, the conflict between Xie Xuan and Li Tianxing intensified.

The two exchanged blows, neither giving an inch, their powerful collision causing tiny cracks to appear in the surrounding space. Suddenly, both were simultaneously blasted away by a powerful recoil, their bodies flying backward.

Xie Xuan felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably, slowly flowing down the corner of his mouth.

Li Tianxing's condition was also not optimistic; he too had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and looked disheveled.

Xie Xuan flipped in mid-air to steady himself, and with a wave of his hand, his Imperial Sword Peerless flew back into his hand with a sharp light.

Li Tianxing quickly withdrew the demonic weapon that exuded a strange aura.

"Li Tianxing, today I will act on behalf of Heaven and completely suppress you, you demon!" Xie Xuan shouted.

Li Tianxing, however, was unconcerned and sneered, "Xie Xuan, you should worry about yourself first. You think you can suppress me? You're just delusional!" With that, Li Tianxing quickly formed hand seals: "Demon Might Under Heaven, Dragon Soaring in the Sky!" His demonic energy surged instantly, blotting out the sky and the sun. Countless black dragons emerged from the dense demonic energy, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Xie Xuan.

Despite such a powerful offensive, Xie Xuan remained completely calm.

He circulated his spiritual power to its limit and shouted, "Taiyi Divine Sword!" Instantly, the imperial sword in his hand shone with unparalleled white light, and a sword aura soared into the sky.

He then unleashed the "Three Pure Ones Sword Formation," and three figures instantly appeared beside him, charging together towards the horde of demonic dragons.

The three figures moved in perfect unison, their coordination impeccable. Wherever they went, the demonic dragons vanished, as if they were gods descended to earth, invincible to all.

Li Tianxing was extremely cunning. Seeing that a direct attack would not be enough to win, he devised a plan. He instantly created several clones, which were indistinguishable from his original body, making it difficult to tell the difference between them.

While Xie Xuan was engaged in a fierce battle with the demonic dragons, one of his clones quietly circled behind Xie Xuan and launched a sneak attack on him from the void.

Xie Xuan was completely focused on dealing with the horde of demonic dragons and was unaware of the danger behind him.

Just as the clone was about to attack him, Xie Xuancai suddenly felt a strong killing intent coming towards him. He thought to himself that something was wrong and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Li Tianxing's clone used the "Spirit Dissipation" technique, and a black light instantly enveloped the Imperial Sword Peerless.

The peerless spirit of the Imperial Sword was forcibly separated from the sword body by this mysterious force. The spirit struggled painfully, but was tightly bound by the mysterious black vortex and could not move.

"Oh no!" Xie Xuan was greatly alarmed.

This peerless imperial sword was his most powerful magic weapon, but now that its spirit has been separated, its power has been greatly weakened.

Seeing that his plan had succeeded, Li Tianxing's face showed a smug look. Taking advantage of Xie Xuan's distraction, he suddenly rushed towards the body of the Imperial Sword and threw a punch, which slammed heavily onto the sword.

A loud bang was heard. The sword of the Imperial Sword was extremely tough. Li Tianxing's punch did not break it. Instead, the force of the impact made his arm go numb.

Even with the peerless imperial sword, it was still sent flying by this punch, falling downwards.

How could Li Tianxing let it go? He shouted, "Blood Transformation Demon Palm!" A huge blood-red demon palm descended from the sky, carrying rolling demonic energy, and rushed straight towards Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan had no time to dodge. In his haste, he could only muster all his spiritual power to try and withstand this fatal blow.

With a loud "bang!", the blood-red demonic palm slammed heavily onto Xie Xuan. Xie Xuan felt a tremendous force send him flying, and he plummeted downwards, plunging headfirst into the Zhou Tian Demonic Array.

Jiang Chuan, who was in the ruins of the inner city, happened to witness all of this.

His heart seemed to stop for a moment, and he stood frozen in place, feeling cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Master!" he cried out in worry.

Xie Xuan crashed into the wilderness beyond the pass, the enormous impact creating a deep crater, and dust instantly billowed out, completely obscuring his figure.

A cruel smile appeared on Li Tianxing's face. He led the dragons to land quickly and rushed towards the direction where Xie Xuan had fallen, as if he could already foresee Xie Xuan's death.

The wilderness outside Hulao Pass was deathly silent, save for the howling wind. In the deep pit, Xie Xuan knelt on one knee, his figure a picture of wretchedness. Blood streamed from his forehead, trickling down his cheeks and staining the dust with a dark red hue.

He felt his life force rapidly draining away, each breath accompanied by excruciating pain. His heart was filled with bitterness; perhaps he was truly going to be betrayed by Li Muzhi this time.

Somewhere a thousand miles away, Li Muzhi seemed to suddenly sense something, and his whole body jolted. He had a bad feeling, realizing that Xie Xuan might be facing extremely difficult trouble. At this moment, he was a thousand miles away, and although he was anxious, he was helpless.

Suddenly, a violent fluctuation came from the sky, as if some terrifying being was descending.

Li Tianxing descended from the sky with a group of dragons, their imposing presence seemingly capable of shattering the heavens and earth.

As soon as he appeared, he saw Xie Xuan in the deep pit. A mocking smile immediately appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly, "Xie Xuan, you are now unarmed. What do you have to fight me with? Today is your death day!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Xuan slowly raised his head and looked at the menacing Li Tianxing without any fear.

He endured the pain in his body, slowly stood up from the pit, and walked towards the demon. Although he was seriously injured at the moment, his aura was still as strong as ever, faintly exuding the powerful pressure of when he had once reached the realm of a terrestrial immortal. Xie Xuan would never admit defeat easily.

Li Tianxing sneered and waved his hand, and the dragons instantly rushed towards Xie Xuan.

The dragons bared their fangs and claws, exuding a strong demonic aura that turned the air black wherever they went.

Xie Xuan knew the situation was critical and dared not relax at all. He chanted, "Heaven and earth are boundless, borrow the power of heaven and earth!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body shone brightly, and a massive sword formation instantly appeared.

Countless sword-like energy surged into the sky, carrying sharp sword energy, and rushed towards the dragons. The sword-like energy collided with the dragons instantly, plunging the world into chaos, with energy overflowing everywhere.

When Li Tianxing saw this, he was surprised. He did not expect that Xie Xuan, who was seriously injured, would still have such powerful moves.

In the midst of the chaos, Li Tianxing suddenly vanished. He had once again conceived the idea of ​​a sneak attack, intending to deliver a fatal blow to Xie Xuan while he was dealing with the group of dragons.

Xie Xuan seemed to have anticipated this. The instant Li Tianxing disappeared, he unleashed the highest level of the "Taiyi Divine Sword".

A divine sword, radiating brilliant light, appeared out of thin air in his hand, its sword energy crisscrossing and instantly shattering the surrounding space.

Almost instantly, Li Tianxing's demonic weapon shot out from the void and collided with Xie Xuan's sword energy, producing a muffled loud bang.

The two sides were evenly matched, and for a time they were deadlocked.

If I don't deal with Li Tianxing soon, I'm afraid I'll really lose my life here today.

Xie Xuan steeled his resolve and unleashed the Daoist secret technique, "Qi Manipulation of Mountains and Rivers, Locking Heaven and Earth." With his movement, the energy of heaven and earth instantly became chaotic, as if an invisible force had sealed off the entire world, making it impossible for Li Tianxing to escape.

Seeing this, Li Tianxing was furious. How could he be willing to be trapped here? He immediately unleashed his killing move, "Blood Tower." A nine-story blood-red demonic tower instantly appeared in the sky, emanating a chilling aura as it slowly pressed down on Xie Xuan.

Wherever the Demon Tower passed, space was distorted, and huge cracks appeared on the ground.

Xie Xuan stared at the approaching Blood Pagoda without flinching. He raised the Taiyi Divine Sword high in his hand, his spiritual power surging wildly within him. Instantly, the sword energy on the divine sword grew even stronger, its light dazzling and awe-inspiring.

The two sides' ultimate moves finally collided, illuminating the entire world with such intensity that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

The massive energy impact caused the surrounding ground to collapse, creating an even larger crater. (End of Chapter)