Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

"The war has begun?"

In the quiet room of the outer pavilion of the Array Pavilion, Shen Moyan, who was preparing to set up the Heavenly Demon Ritual, was startled when he received a message from his clone.

He scattered the incense ash on the ground, took out the Reverse Array Disc, and began drawing an inter-state teleportation array.

"It didn't happen at the expected time. It seems that Luo Changting did it and started the ritual before me."

With the teleportation array activated, Shen Moyan quickly teleported the array plate of the reverse array to Langya Prefecture.

The five paper figures who remained in Langya Prefecture each received an array plate.

"Remove Kuafu's facial features! Quickly!"

After giving the order, Shen Moyan turned his gaze to the gathering place of the number one cultivator in Langya Prefecture.

……

Langya Prefecture.

On the towering city walls, the runes of the protective array swirled like a river of stars, yet they trembled violently under the impact of Qingyun Luo Canghai.

The light flickered, as if it were about to shatter at any moment.

Inside the governor's mansion, a figure soared into the sky, his robes fluttering, surrounded by nine golden dragon shadows, each containing the pressure of a small world.

It was none other than Xiao Xuan, the governor of Langya Prefecture!

His gaze was like lightning, fixed on the empty space ahead, and he coldly shouted:

"You audacious fiend, how dare you offend my Langya! Aren't you afraid of the wrath of the Holy Court's celestial officials, who will exterminate your entire clan?"

"Hahaha!"

A wild laugh shook the heavens and the earth, and a huge rift ten thousand feet wide opened in the void, from which a colossal beast stepped out.

It has the body of a tiger and the horns of an ox, with wings growing on its back, and its whole body is filled with a black and red aura of malevolence.

It was none other than the Qiongqi Demon Emperor.

"The Holy Court? Ha! What a joke!"

"Since the Xuanhuang Emperor disappeared without a trace, the Holy Court has long been corrupt and decadent, its glory fading!"

The Qiongqi Demon King grinned maliciously, his voice like thunder, shaking the state buildings below.

"How dare a mere fifth-level demon speak so recklessly and slander my clan's Holy Court!" Governor Xiao was furious.

"Mountains and seas are ultimately the territory of my demon race!" the Qiongqi Demon Emperor roared.

"Xiao Xuan, this is an unstoppable trend!"

"What a great trend! Let's give it a try!"

Xiao Xuan said no more, raised his hand and pressed down, and nine golden dragons roared out, transforming into nine towering chains that sealed off the heavens and earth, heading straight for the Qiongqi Demon Emperor.

The Qiongqi Demon King let out a wild laugh, flapped its wings, and the black and red evil energy transformed into a raging sea of ​​blood, which collided violently with the golden dragon chains.

boom!

Space shattered like a mirror, and a terrifying shockwave swept across thousands of miles. The state capital's grand formation shook violently, and the aerial pavilions outside the formation were completely obliterated in the aftershocks.

The runes on the city wall shattered, and the cultivators maintaining it coughed up blood and staggered backward.

"This is terrifying! The governor and the demon emperor clashed; the aftershocks alone were enough to shatter the great formation!"

The Holy Court monks' expressions changed drastically, and they frantically activated the formation in an attempt to stabilize it.

"Didn't we go to Gwangju these past few years to have a master refine the layout? Why is it still so fragile?"

The clash between two powerful experts at the Tribulation Realm is beyond human intervention.

Xiao Xuan and the Qiongqi Demon Emperor fought to the point of madness, with golden dragons and seas of blood intertwining, causing the world to lose its color.

Finally, the Qiongqi Demon King roared, tore through the void, and vanished into the outer chaos.

"Xiao Xuan! If you have the guts, come and fight me from beyond the heavens!"

"You think I'm afraid of you!"

Xiao Xuan snorted coldly, took a step forward, and his figure followed closely behind, disappearing into the shattered void rift.

Inside the prefecture, the cultivators looked up in horror, only to see that a terrifying aura still lingered in the sky.

The spatial cracks spread like a spider web, unable to heal for a long time.

But what's terrifying is that the water curtain above the calamity formation is still pouring back, and the state capital formation is in grave danger!

"It's over..." a cultivator murmured.

"The governor has been lured away. If the great formation breaks, what will happen to Langya Prefecture?"

The experts at the Tribulation Realm tore through the void and fought their way to the heavens.

The city's protective array flickered rapidly, like a candle flickering in the wind, already riddled with cracks from the aftershocks of the previous earth-shattering collision.

But an even greater crisis is just beginning.

Roar!Ow!

With a deafening roar, the main force of the demon race, which had been lurking in the shadows around the prefecture, revealed their ferocious fangs.

Several enormous figures, as large as mountains and exuding terrifying demonic energy, crashed through the void and descended upon the crumbling state capital.

The leader was a ferocious beast that resembled a giant bull, with a bluish-black body and a single crimson eye.

Wherever it appeared, the void solidified, and a nauseating aura of plague and death spread out.

The weaker cultivators in the city below immediately turned pale, black spots appeared on their bodies, and their spiritual energy circulation became extremely sluggish!

"It's Fei! Quickly move the formation! Stop the plague!"

The cultivators in the city cried out in terror.

Sun Haifeng stood in front of the protective array, his face ashen, filled with remorse.

He shouldn't have accepted that commission to come here.

Wouldn't it be better to retire peacefully in Gwangju?

"A corner of the great formation in the west of the city has been breached!" A desperate voice rang out.

"Everyone! Arrange your troops according to my instructions!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Haifeng's face contorted, and he roared loudly.

They couldn't care less about anything else; they were willing to fight for that sliver of hope.

Following closely behind Fei was a giant crimson serpent whose body stretched for dozens of miles.

Fei Yi!

As its forked tongue flickered, flames blazed through the air, scorching the already fragile protective shield of the city.

A heatwave swept through, and the tiles on the city wall melted instantly!

On the other side, amidst towering water vapor, a one-horned dragon bursts forth from the sea—it is none other than the Water Dragon Demon King.

It stirred up the falling water curtain, turning it into a towering torrent, carrying the power to tear apart metal and stone, and slammed it fiercely into the state capital's grand formation.

These three are all peerless demon kings comparable to True Monarchs of the Gui Cang Realm.

Behind them, even more powerful demons with overwhelming demonic aura surged in from all directions like a tide!

"You monster! How dare you be so arrogant!"

Several powerful auras surged into the sky, both inside and outside the prefecture.

The True Lords of Langya Prefecture who remained behind made their move.

Meanwhile, within the city walls of the prefecture, in the protective array...

Luo Hanchan huddled in the corner, her pupils reflecting the hellish scene outside the formation.

In the sky, the Demon King's enormous figure resembled a moving mountain.

Even through the great array, each roar made her eardrums feel like they were about to burst.

In the distance, the light emanating from the battle between the True Lords and the Demon King was like the sun constantly exploding, stinging her eyes.

Closer up, the cultivators' pavilions collapsed like paper in the shockwave, with broken stones and wood flying everywhere, mixed with the cultivators' dying screams and the excited roars of the demonic beasts.

She could even clearly see a dissipating demonic wind sweep across a corner of the great formation, cleaving a cultivator who was trying to resist in two, along with the towering buildings behind him.

Blood was instantly splattered onto the charred, broken wall.

shocking.

"Well……"

Extreme fear caused her to whimper.

She never imagined that war could be so cruel and so close to death.

The heroic spirit of slaying demons in traditional operas and folk tales seems utterly pale and laughable at this moment.

Luo Hui, who was hiding in the protective array, felt it even more deeply.

In his youth, he also yearned for the path of immortality and witnessed cultivators battling each other.

But the devastating scene before him was far beyond his wildest imagination.

Is this the true face of the cultivation world?

The joys and sorrows, loves and hates that opera troupes usually sing about are rendered meaningless in the face of such a catastrophe that sweeps across the world.

As insignificant as dust.

In this situation, Luo Hanchan and Luo Hui couldn't help but think of "The Chronicles of Mountains and Seas," a mythological work that transcends ordinary folk tales.

At this moment, how similar it is to the scene in Chapter Two.