Chapter 201: Suppressing the Firmament

Jiang Cheng's main target was still the reinforcements from the Celestial Maiden Sect, but Jiang Cheng did not consider those at the Golden Core Stage.

They were of no great use to him now, but if they were stunning in appearance, that would be a different matter.

Jiang Cheng would also pay attention to high-cultivation individuals from other Sects. In any case, it was so chaotic right now that it would be easier for him to act in the shadows; even if someone disappeared, they would just be assumed to have fallen in this great battle.

The more chaotic it was, the more advantageous it was for him.

If those Prodigies fell into his hands, that would be even better.

At this moment, the Demon Race army was pressing down on the skies above the Heavenly Martial Sect and the Mad Blade Sect.

The Demon Race members were poised and ready, their dark and ominous aura enveloping the entire scene.

This time, the Demon Race members were not like before, with those at the Void Refinement Stage appearing at the back.

Now, the Demon Race's Void Refinement Stage experts had all revealed themselves, and at this moment, they stood tall behind the Demon Race army.

Their powerful auras poured out from their bodies.

The Sect Master of the Mad Blade Sect wore a solemn expression; he had previously learned from the Old Ancestor that three Void Refinement Stage existences were coming to attack their Sect.

When he first received this information, he had been somewhat worried.

Now, seeing this situation, he still had no good countermeasures.

He could only rely on the Old Ancestor.

Reinforcements from other Sects should be arriving soon; he knew that Ye Lin would likely come to support them.

At that time, their pressure would be much reduced.

Although the Old Ancestor told him not to worry and said that he had everything under control, looking at this situation, how could it be that simple to just set his mind at ease?

It was not just the Sect Master of the Mad Blade Sect who looked solemn; everyone from the Mad Blade Sect present felt the same.

They looked up at the Demon Race army in the sky, especially the three Void Refinement Stage Demon Race members standing there.

The people of the Mad Blade Sect were fine, but those who had come to the Mad Blade Sect seeking refuge had a question deep in their hearts: could they survive this battle?

Could they really win? The other side had three Void Refinement Stage existences.

The Demon Race's aura continuously swept across the field, and the immense pressure made everyone struggle to breathe.

They all knew the cruelty of this battle; if no one could hold off those three Void Refinement Stage existences, then there would be only one outcome waiting for them.

The outcome that no one wanted to see.

But just as the Demon Race's aura lingered in everyone's hearts.

A wild and tyrannical aura, as if standing at the very peak, instantly tore through those auras and the pressure of the Demon Clan members.

The aura did not stop, heading straight for the Demon Race army. Gu Tianmo looked at this aura; this Old Ancestor of the Mad Blade Sect was indeed not simple. If he had come alone, he would definitely not be a match for this Mad Immortal.

But this time, there were three of them.

The Demon Race army felt this incomparable domineering aura; it felt as if the aura was going to tear them to shreds.

The people below the Mad Blade Sect were astonished as they watched this scene.

A commotion broke out below: "Who released this aura? It's truly astonishing, shattering the pressure of the Demon Clan members in an instant."

Xu Yan knew it was their Old Ancestor who had made a move; it seemed the Old Ancestor was already prepared.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.

The Mad Immortal stepped slowly through the air, each step resonating with the power of heaven and earth.

When he arrived before the crowd.

The people below stared blankly at the Mad Immortal in the sky; what they saw did not seem like a person, but a peerless, vicious blade.

The sharp edge of his presence seemed capable of splitting everything apart; this aura was undoubtedly that of a Void Refinement Stage existence.

The Mad Immortal looked down at the Disciples below.

"This Venerable One is the Old Ancestor of the Mad Blade Sect. I know that some of you may feel uneasy in your hearts, thinking that the Demon Race members are very powerful."

"You might even have thoughts of who will come to save you."

"But do not worry. There is no 'why'; it is because I am here. I have come to shatter all of this!"

"You can rest assured and fight against your equals. I will deal with those three Void Refinement Stage Demon Race members; I will not let them step into the battlefield even one inch!"

"Our Southern Region will definitely be victorious!"

Upon hearing the Mad Immortal's words, the crowd below swept away the gloom that had been weighing on their hearts.

That's right, what were they hesitating about? They had reached this critical point; it was either life or death.

And for those who had long been prepared for death and to fight the Demon Race to the bitter end, it was as if they had been injected with a stimulant.

Gu Tianmo did not care what the Mad Immortal said.

What was the use of saying things so well? A momentary boost in morale counted for nothing.

He thought about what expressions the people below would show once the Mad Immortal was killed in battle.

Truly looking forward to it; Gu Tianmo could not wait to see that scene.

Gu Tianmo looked down and waved his hand: "Demon Race army, hear my command! Crush them for me, and let them see who is the true Dominator of the Southern Region."

At Gu Tianmo's command, the Demon Race army poured out.

On the Mad Blade Sect's side, they naturally would not be outdone; countless Spells lit up.

The battle on both sides officially broke out.

On the Heavenly Martial Sect's side, their battle had already begun, and The Old Ancestor of Tianwu Sect was currently fighting Lu He.

But it was clear that he had already fallen into a disadvantage.

The Old Ancestor of Tianwu Sect knew he was no match for this Demon Race Void Refining, but he had not expected the gap in strength to be even greater than he had imagined.

If this continued, it would be dire.

On the Mad Blade Sect's side, Xu Yan knew the Old Ancestor's strength; it was basically impossible for him to handle three Demon Race Void Refinement Stages.

But there was no other way now.

He only hated himself for why his strength was so weak.

At this critical moment, he could not help the Old Ancestor.

Leaving the Old Ancestor to face three Demon Race Void Refinement Stages alone.

The Mad Immortal noticed Xu Yan's worry.

"Xu Yan, you are the Sect Master, do not worry."

"But Old Ancestor…"

Before Xu Yan could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Mad Immortal.

"The Mad Blade Sect still needs your leadership; you cannot have anything happen to you."

"I am already old, so let me contribute one last time for the Sect. It is a pity that in this lifetime, I did not get to go to the Spirit Domain to see that even broader world."

"Rest assured, this old man is not so easily fallen. What I shoulder is your future."

Xu Yan knew that saying anything now was useless. "Old Ancestor, you will definitely win!"

The Mad Immortal laughed loudly: "That is right, this old man is off!"

Xu Yan watched the Old Ancestor's departing back; thinking so much now was useless, he should first deal with the Demon Race army before him.

He could not waste the opportunity the Old Ancestor had fought to secure for them.

Gu Tianmo watched the Mad Immortal arrive before them; Gu Tianmo knew that unless they dealt with this Mad Immortal, he would not let them pass.

"Since you have come to seek death on your own, we will grant your wish."

"I really want to see the expressions of the people below after you fall; I just love seeing the look of despair on others."

The Mad Immortal looked at the three of them: "Me too, I also love seeing the look of despair on others, but only when it is the look of despair on you Demon Clan members."

The four of them stood tall above the firmament.

The Mad Immortal looked at the blade beside him: "Old friend, are you ready too?"

The originally ordinary blade instantly transformed into a peerless divine weapon.

A domineering aura that seemed capable of suppressing the firmament instantly swept out.

Ye Lin sensed the aura ahead.

How could I be missing from such a scene? Brother Ling, lend me a hand.