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After hearing the messenger's report, the messenger suddenly stood up: "It seems that a great battle is inevitable."

Fan Tong clenched his fist. "Then let us fight to the death with the Northern Demon Clan and see if we can completely eliminate the threat to the Northern Region!"

Everyone's eyes were filled with determination and resolve, preparing for the fierce battle to come.

The group quickly began to deploy their battle plan. Sect Master Feng Qingyang was responsible for coordinating the forces of each sect and assigning tasks.

Fan Tong volunteered to lead a team of elite disciples as the vanguard to investigate the specific situation of the demon race at the border.

Fan Tong led his team at breakneck speed and soon arrived at the border. Before them, demonic energy swirled, obscuring the sky and the air was thick with the deafening roar of battle cries, as if to tear the very fabric of the world apart.

"Everyone be careful!" Fan Tong whispered, gripping the Taiyi Ancient Sword tightly in his hand, its blade gleaming with a cold light.

They approached stealthily and discovered that the demon army was well-organized, spreading out like a black tide.

In the front row were tall, thick-skinned demon soldiers, wielding enormous battle axes and shields; in the middle were demon generals skilled in magic, chanting incantations, preparing to unleash evil spells; and in the back row was a demon commander riding a ferocious beast, directing the entire army.

After observing for a moment, Fan Tong had already made up his mind. He gestured to his disciples, signaling them not to act rashly.

However, just as they were preparing to quietly retreat, a disciple accidentally stepped on a dry branch, and the crisp "crack" sound was particularly jarring in the tense atmosphere.

"Who goes there?" The demon sentries immediately became alert, and instantly, countless pairs of eyes filled with murderous intent turned towards Fan Tong and his group.

"Damn it, we've been discovered! Charge!" Fan Tong made a snap decision and charged towards the demons first.

He moved with lightning speed, and the Taiyi Ancient Sword in his hand transformed into a streak of light, instantly piercing through the chest of a demon soldier.

The other disciples followed closely behind, engaging in fierce combat with the demons. One disciple unleashed a fire spell, spewing forth raging flames from his hands to burn the demons. However, the demon general swiftly cast a water curtain spell, extinguishing the flames.

Fan Tong's swordsmanship was as swift as the wind, each strike carrying a sharp sword aura, and wherever it went, demons fell one after another.

But the demons were not to be outdone. A demon general, riding a demonic beast, charged at Fan Tong, his spear aimed straight for his chest. Fan Tong dodged to the side, avoiding the fatal blow, and swung his sword back, striking the demonic beast's leg. The demonic beast screamed and collapsed to the ground, while the demon general was thrown off.

Mengyao cast spells from the rear, providing support and protection for the warriors at the front. She moved her hands, sending beams of light down upon the human disciples, enhancing their strength and defense.

The disciples of Fengqing Sect were all brave and fearless, cooperating with other sects. Some disciples formed sword formations to trap the demons within; others engaged in one-on-one duels with the demons, their swords flashing and blood splattering.

On the battlefield, swords clashed and blood flew everywhere. Demon battle axes struck human disciples' shields, sending sparks flying; human longswords pierced demon armor, producing a clanging sound.

But the human disciples did not back down in the slightest. They had only one belief in their hearts: to protect their homeland and drive out the demons.

A demon general wielded a massive spiked club, aiming it at Fan Tong. Fan Tong gripped the Taiyi Ancient Sword with both hands and forcefully blocked it upwards.

With a loud bang, Fan Tong was jolted back a few steps by the powerful force, but he quickly regained his balance and charged forward again.

After a fierce battle, Fan Tong finally found the demon army's weak point. He shouted, "Charge with me!" and led his disciples to break through in that direction.

Through their valiant attacks, the human race gradually gained the upper hand. However, the demon race continued to resist stubbornly, launching counterattacks relentlessly.

Just then, young disciples from the Northern Region, led by various sects, arrived on the battlefield! The influx of new forces instantly changed the course of the battle.

The battle horns sounded once more, and the sounds of battle instantly shook the heavens. The demons launched the first charge, and the monsters surged forward like a tidal wave, the earth rumbling beneath their feet.

Human archers unleashed a volley of arrows, a hail of arrows raining down on the demon ranks. Many demons were struck by the arrows, but thanks to their tough hides and powerful vitality, they continued their relentless charge forward.

The two sides clashed in close combat. The human shieldbearers held off the demons' charge, while the spearmen thrust their spears at the enemy with all their might. Blood splattered everywhere, and severed limbs flew through the air.

A human warrior was swatted away by the monster's giant claw, instantly spitting out blood, but he stubbornly got up and continued to fight.

Taking advantage of the chaos, demonic figures infiltrated the human ranks and launched assassinations. However, the human mages swiftly unleashed their spells, weaving together fire, frost, and lightning to vanquish the demonic figures one by one.

On the battlefield, a human general led the charge, riding his warhorse and wielding his longsword. Wherever he went, demons fell one after another.

However, a powerful demon general attacked from the side, engaging him in a fierce battle. Their weapons clashed, sparks flew, and the fight became a stalemate.

On the other side, a group of human warriors formed a battle formation. Their fist techniques were fierce and powerful, and they did not back down in close combat with the demons.

The demons, not to be outdone, unleashed various evil spells, and black energy orbs exploded within the human ranks, causing massive casualties.

The entire battlefield descended into chaos and bloodshed, with shouts of battle, screams of agony, and the clash of weapons intertwining to create a symphony of death.

But the human warriors did not flinch. With the belief in protecting their homeland and their loved ones, they fought the demons to the death, vowing to completely eradicate evil from this land.

The battlefield was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood. The human disciples were exhausted, but their eyes were still full of determination.

Sect Master Feng Qingyang looked at his tired but determined disciples and said loudly, "Hold on, everyone! These demons are like rootless duckweed in the Northern Region. As long as we hold on, they will be slowly wiped out!"

Upon hearing Feng Qingyang's words, the major sects in the Northern Region, while looking after their own disciples during their training, also guided and encouraged everyone to quickly kill the demons.

"Hahaha...a bunch of despicable scoundrels, it's been a long time!"

As the roar echoed, the sky was shrouded in rolling black clouds, like a huge black curtain, heavily pressing down on the northern region.

A fierce wind howled, whipping up clouds of dust that blurred the entire world. A sense of oppression permeated every inch of the air, foreshadowing an impending, breathtaking battle.

"Do you all still recognize me? My old friends!"

A slightly eccentric voice suddenly rang out over the battlefield!