System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

At the same time, the bone-chilling cold air from the Netherworld meandered like an ice snake, instantly covering the grass with frost wherever it went, turning the originally tough grass stems into fragile and brittle ones that would break at the slightest touch.

The small animals hiding in the grass were frozen solid before they could escape, lying stiffly on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a barrage of incredibly sharp and penetrating icy arrows rained down. These arrows weaved through the mist, gleaming with a chilling light, each one like a messenger of death. As they pierced the air, they emitted a sharp whistling sound, as if the roars of demons from the deepest hell were echoing.

As expected, after the great formation was activated, the three races trapped within did not panic as they had on the first line of battle. Although they were inside the great formation this time, each of them had already united to form the strongest battle formation, so they remained completely calm.

Although the icy arrows were sharp, a single arrow striking a battle formation of thousands of people working together would at most cause a small tremor. When the arrow struck the defensive barrier of the battle formation, ripples spread across the barrier, like a small pebble being thrown into a calm lake.

The shock was easily dissipated by the power of the battle formation. The people in the formation only swayed slightly before regaining their footing.

"Hahaha, Jiang clan scum, you succeeded in your surprise attack the first time, I didn't expect you to dare use the same method on my three clans again!"

"Today is the day your Jiang clan will be exterminated!"

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Although the leader of the three-race battle formation, a cultivator at the Pifu realm, spoke disdainfully, his sharp eyes were constantly alert to the surrounding white mist.

They stood at the core of the battle formation, and the surrounding spiritual energy constantly gathered around them, forming a faint halo.

Their gazes were almost tangible, trying to pierce through the layers of fog and capture any potential danger.

After all, the Jiang family was in a dominant position at this time. They could fight or retreat as they pleased, while our side, due to limited vision and location, could only passively launch counterattacks.

"Hahaha! You bunch of lackeys from Qushan, today my Jiang family will make sure most of you are wiped out here!!"

Amidst the endless icy mist, Jiang Tianxiao's voice, like the whisper of death, echoed continuously in the ears of every cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm of the three races.

"All members of the Jiang clan, attack with all your might!"

"Yes!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

As soon as Jiang Tianxiao gave the order, shouts of battle cries from the Jiang clan's battle formation erupted from all directions. Jiang clan warriors, wielding various weapons, roared out of the mist.

Some warriors brandished longswords, the blades flashing coldly through the mist, bringing with them a biting wind as they charged towards the three races' battle formation; others wielded spears, their spears like dragons emerging from the sea, thrusting straight for the enemy's vitals; still others cast spells, dazzling beams of magical light flashing in the mist like fireworks bursting in the night sky, but these "fireworks" contained deadly destructive power.

Under the cover of such a large formation, the invisible pressure was immense for the Innate Realm cultivators of the three races' battle formations. Recalling the previous miserable state of their own side, the auras of several battle formations trembled and became unstable.

They gripped their weapons tightly, their palms sweating, a hint of fear in their eyes. Seeing this, the main force of the Pifu Realm cultivators roared, "Our strength is on par with the Jiang Clan! We only need to defend and wait for our clan leader and the others to break the formation. Once this dense fog is gone, with the combined strength of our three clans, we will surely sweep away the entire Jiang Clan!!"

This argument was being chanted everywhere, and it was effective. Soon, several unstable battle formations were stabilized again.

However, just as the three clans' main forces at the Pifu Realm breathed a sigh of relief, countless terrified screams suddenly came from the thick fog not far away.

"A great demon! It's a great demon!"

"The battle formation has broken! The master of the main formation at the Foundation Establishment Realm has been devoured! Run! It's the Black Dragon Demon!"

"Yes, it's the Jiang family's trump card, a Great Demon of the Myriad Manifestations Realm!"

As the agonizing screams rang out, some cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm who vaguely sensed Bai Li's aura immediately deduced her identity.

After all, the aura of humans and the aura of demons are completely different, and such a vast and powerful aura of a demon is naturally not something that can be found in the Primordial Realm.

Since it's not at the Primordial Realm, there's only one possibility: this great demon is at the Myriad Manifestations Realm!

The news spread like wildfire across the second front.

Faced with the fear of a powerful demon from the Myriad Manifestations Realm attacking from who-knows-when, many innate realm cultivators with weak wills were so frightened that they lost the will to maintain their battle formation.

Their bodies began to tremble, and they could no longer hold their weapons firmly. The once tightly linked battle formation began to show signs of loosening.

The formation of a battle formation is no joke; it requires everyone to be fully committed. If one person falters, the entire battle formation will collapse.

Chen Xuan sent Bai Li this time precisely for this purpose: to first instill panic in the armies of the three clans, then demoralize them, and finally allow the various Jiang clan factions to carry out a massacre and cleanup. Everything was proceeding according to Chen Xuan's plan.

As the Jiang clan's battle formation ended, Chen Xuan turned his attention to the Cangyun Ridge disciples on the screen. Just as Chen Xuan had expected, these Cangyun Ridge disciples didn't treat the three clans' armies as human beings at all.

In a normal battle, if their own army were trapped in a desperate situation, their top-tier combatants would likely arrive to rescue them in the shortest possible time. But what about now? Because their objective was to collect the essence and souls of cultivators, the disciples of Cangyun Ridge were simply watching helplessly as the armies of cultivators from the three races were slaughtered.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xuan sneered and said, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle."