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

These gods and demons, exuding a dense black demonic aura, were all burly and robust, with prominent horns and a hideous and ugly appearance. Just one glance at them was enough to send chills down one's spine.

The smallest of the gods and demons were at least ten feet tall, while the largest were several tens of feet tall, resembling ancient behemoths and exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

The moment they saw Chen Xuan, their eyes instantly turned bloodshot, as if they had seen the enemy who had wiped out their clan. They roared and created a thick cloud of blood, pressing down on Chen Xuan with overwhelming force.

Seeing the speed at which they were rushing towards him, Chen Xuan's expression changed instantly. He thought to himself that their speed was probably no slower than the perfected version of the Lightning Speed ​​Step.

Immediately, he hastily summoned a longsword, and at the same time, 36 flying swords instantly floated around him, skillfully setting up a small thousand sword formation.

However, as soon as the two sides made contact, the sword light gathered by the Lesser Thousand Swords Formation was as fragile as paper under the impact of the gods and demons, and was instantly crushed and scattered on the ground.

The demon at the forefront, wielding a giant spiked club, suddenly swung his hand, and Chen Xuan was sent flying backward uncontrollably like a cannonball.

"This strength is probably comparable to that of an immortal!" Chen Xuan instantly understood, knowing that he had absolutely no chance of winning if he confronted him head-on.

However, at this critical moment, he noticed with his sharp eyes that these burly gods and demons did not seem to be able to fly.

Seizing this fleeting glimmer of hope, Chen Xuan did not hesitate and immediately used the beginner-level Swift Step, his figure instantly transforming into a dazzling meteor, rapidly disappearing into the sky.

His back was already drenched in cold sweat. He would glance back every now and then, only to see that the thick cloud of blood still following him like a shadow, relentlessly pursuing him.

Looking at the boundless battlefield ahead, seemingly without end, Chen Xuan felt helpless and could only pray that such a terrifying army of gods and demons would never appear again.

“The eighth level of this Nine Heavens Sword Realm Diagram is actually a projection of the battlefield of gods and demons, and I…” Chen Xuan looked down at his hand, gritted his teeth, and stabbed his palm with his sword. The phantom of the Jade Dragon Slash instantly pierced his palm, but what flowed out was yellow mist, not crimson blood.

Chen Xuan frowned, a guess forming in his mind: "Could it be that my true body hasn't entered the eighth level of the Sword Realm Diagram? Am I only descending in consciousness?"

The thought had barely formed when the space in front of him suddenly trembled violently. A sword strike as swift as lightning tore through the air without warning. Its speed was so fast that there was no time to defend against it, and it instantly pierced through Chen Xuan's left shoulder.

His left shoulder was pierced by the fierce sword force, and his left arm could not withstand such a huge impact. In the blink of an eye, it turned into mist and began to slowly dissipate.

"And the sixth brother too!"

Fortunately, Chen Xuan felt that although the blow was heavy, it was not life-threatening.

In the blink of an eye, the scattered yellow mist regrouped, and the left arm materialized once more.

Chen Xuan was initially shocked, then burst into wild laughter and stopped fleeing. He activated his thirty-six flying swords and turned to face the thirty-six gods and demons that were charging towards him like a blood-red cloud.

"Since I can't die, you powerful opponents, comparable to Earth Immortals and Loose Immortals, are the best whetstones for me, Chen Xuan!" Chen Xuan's muscles trembled slightly, and his blood surged within him.

Since entering this world only five years ago, he has rarely had the opportunity to engage in life-or-death battles with geniuses who are beyond his own level or even at the same level. At this moment, he is filled with excitement and ready to go all out.

Although he understood that his consciousness had descended into the eighth level of the Sword Realm Diagram's God-Demon Battlefield, and that he would not truly die even if he suffered severe injuries, his opponent was a 36-headed god-demon from the Xuanxiao World, comparable to the Void-Reversing level. The difference in combat power between the two sides was enormous, and Chen Xuan was simply powerless to resist.

He wielded the Lesser Thousand Swords Formation with all his might, his movements as swift as lightning. Holding the Jade Dragon Scroll in one hand, he unleashed his full power, yet he still could not withstand a single combined attack from these gods and demons.