Chapter 597: Chapter 597

The Pangu Banner quivered and flew back in recoil.

Yuanshi Celestial Venerable also retreated hundreds of yards before he could stabilize his form.

The first thing he did afterward was to sacrifice the Pangu Banner once more, standing side by side with Jiang Ziya again.

Just as Jiang Ziya thought Yuanshi Celestial Venerable had no real skill, the venerable suddenly uttered a word.

The same pure spiritual energy, the same massive tide of energy, returned to Yuanshi Celestial Venerable’s side.

What made Jiang Ziya’s heart skip a beat was that this spiritual energy had acquired some inexplicable quality, much stronger than the Demonic Qi he had just condensed.

"Jiang Ziya, today let me clean house!"

Yuanshi Celestial Venerable’s white hair fluttered, and the corners of his mouth and the tips of his beard still bore traces of freshly spat blood.

This said, he fiercely slapped a hand seal towards Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya’s first reaction was that he couldn’t withstand it head-on and must retreat.

In fact, that’s exactly what he did.

But only after he had sidestepped a hundred yards laterally did he realize that the giant handprint was chasing after him.

It was too late to recall the God-Beating Whip, even the Pangu Banner was coming along with it.

But to resist directly would surely result in injury.

While sidestepping, Jiang Ziya was pondering his options, but the handprint grew swifter, and its might, feeding on the loose spiritual energy and the residual force from the great battle, grew even stronger.

With determination, Jiang Ziya countered with a blast of Demonic Qi into the void ahead.

Pushing Buddha of Bright Virtue and Ocean and Yun Zhongzi away.

At the same time, he shot forward, astonishingly placing Buddha of Bright Virtue and Ocean between himself and the attack.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang Ziya, you—!"

Before Buddha of Bright Virtue and Ocean could comprehend the hand seal, let alone finish speaking, he was struck.

At the same time, he violently spat out blood, his expression immediately wilting: "Die!"

Yun Zhongzi, bold as ever, knowing full well that Jiang Ziya was watching not far off with a predatory gaze, still steeled his heart and slammed his Magical Treasure fiercely upon the head of Buddha of Bright Virtue and Ocean.

With a single blow, the Buddha’s skull was shattered, and his Primordial Spirit instantly obliterated.

With that, the first Quasi-Saint of the Demon Clan in the Three Realms truly fell.

The battleground from the war between the various sects was used again.

The wilderness strewn with injuries under the infinite sky had not yet healed with the passage of time, and now new wounds were about to be added.

Especially as the Demon Clan’s Buddha of Bright Virtue and Ocean fell, the great war between the Three Realms and the Demon Clan entered an intense phase.

Every attack was accompanied by injury, as well as exhaustion.

The Ghost Car was terrified by the Sages of the Three Realms’ disregard for their own lives, and he even wondered, compared to these Sages, who were the real Demon Clan?

Fuxi finally saw an opportunity, the Bagua Diagram spinning wildly, sealing off every path in the Eight Trigrams Array, vowing to completely grind Poxun to dust within it.

Meanwhile, the Pangu Banner crashed into the God-Beating Whip once more. Still daunted by his last attack, Jiang Ziya did not choose to resist but kept dodging, hoping to wear down Yuanshi Celestial Venerable.

However, Jiang Ziya was unaware that Yuanshi Celestial Venerable’s last attack had concentrated the power of his Minor World.

It contained countless life forms and beliefs, which allowed it to track Jiang Ziya endlessly until it landed on Buddha of Bright Virtue and Ocean, where it slowly dissipated as its energy was exhausted.

This method was the strongest attack under Yuanshi Celestial Venerable’s holy authority, yet it still failed to injure Jiang Ziya.

Thus, even Yuanshi Celestial Venerable found it hard to believe.

Now, he could only deplete his own spiritual energy at a high cost to exchange for more

powerful attacks, hoping to constrain Jiang Ziya with an impasse.

Because Yuanshi Celestial Venerable believed that freeing up someone like Yun Zhongzi could definitely impact some of the battlefront.

Moreover, who said that there were only these Quasi-Saints in the Three Realms?

As long as they could hold these people here, the ultimate victory was sure to belong to them.

Even to become stronger to face the Demon Clan’s Wang Yang, they could now afford a rest.

Of course, during the great battle in Beiju Luzhou, the Demon Clan’s army from Jambudvipa and south, which numbered a million, finally mobilized in unison.

The vanguard of fifty thousand celestial Soldiers was now nowhere to be seen, and as the Demon Clan reinforced with another half a million, Li Jing sent two hundred thousand celestial Soldiers to meet them.

Now, the Demon Clan with another army of three hundred thousand had moved, but less than a hundred thousand celestial Soldiers now remained behind Li Jing.

Perhaps compared to Beiju Luzhou, there isn’t the massive energy refinement here, and the fighting individuals lack the ability to move mountains and fill seas.

But in terms of bloodshed, it absolutely surpasses that by no small measure.

Black and red blood mixed together, demonic qi intertwined with spiritual energy, turning the once-green grassland into a stretch of blood-red terrain.

As for the corpses on the battlefield, it was only because there was no time to gather them at this moment.

If there was time to collect them, I fear they could stack up to form two Mount Tai’s.

In the past, Li Jing did not know, but he knew that since he had become the Pagoda-Carrying Celestial King, Great Marshal of Celestial Soldiers and Horses of the Celestial Court, he had never seen a battle as tragic as this one. Even the recent suppression of the Demon Master Palace had only mobilized a hundred thousand celestial soldiers, and those soldiers were merely following behind to clean up the battlefield.

But now, the Giant Spirit God was dead, and the Wide-Eyed Celestial King was dead too.

Even the Clairvoyance and Clairaudient who used to be outside the Lingxiao Hall had ultimately exhausted their strength and died.

At this moment, among the Celestial Court followers by Li Jing’s side, only a few remained.

The Four Celestial Masters, Celestial King Zhengzhang, Red Feet Immortal, no one knew how many had died or how many more were about to perish.

"Not good! Fellow Daoists, stop them!"

As Li Jing was somewhat emotional, he raised his head only to see a sky filled with demonic shadows, immediately sensing great peril.

Wen Zhong, leading a group of Daluo Golden Immortals, stepped forward to intercept. The pinnacle fighters of the Demon Clan, the Daluo at their peak, had finally taken the field.

"Leave these to us, you all focus on those below!"

Just as Wen Zhong was about to engage in close combat with these peak fighters from the Demon Clan, a gentle voice sounded in their ears.

In an instant, Wen Zhong halted, turning back and rushing into the vast battlefield.

Xuanzang had emerged, accompanied by Dark Cloud Immortal, Zhao Gongming, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, and Guanyin.

The presence of several Quasi-Saints combined, the sheer aura they emitted, was already faintly suppressing the demonic qi of the Demon Clan.

However, there were just too many Daluo at the pinnacle from the Demon Clan.

So many that even the six of them seemed somewhat powerless against them.

To them, a single pinnacle of Great Luo was naturally insignificant as an ant.

But each of their strikes would be jointly blocked by these Daluo at the pinnacle, and those peak beings might not even sway in the slightest.

This discovery made Xuanzang and the others all the more wary of getting close, because on such a battlefield, once surrounded by these Daluo at the pinnacle, even as Quasi-Saints, they would inevitably meet their end.

"Strike separately, scatter them!"

Realizing that the enemy might have a formation that could block their attacks, Xuanzang was the first to speak up.

Hearing this, everyone else also launched their own attacks.

After all, the reason these members of the Demon Clan could withstand their power was mainly because they could gather together; once they could make them spread out, naturally, they would become much easier to handle.

Now it was no longer like just before, where every attack was accompanied by casualties from the opposing side.

Although, compared to the hundreds of numbers, the dead from the Demon Clan still seemed somewhat insignificant, but it was undoubtedly a far better outcome than having no hope at all.

"Xuanzang, Fellow Daoist, we have come to aid you!"

A voice came from the East, as the Phoenix and Master Xuandu, who had rushed from Dongsheng Shenzhou, finally arrived.

And the moment they arrived, they did not pause at all, directly joining Xuanzang and others to attack the Demon Clan.

"Fellow Daoists, sorry we are late!"

Soon after, Xuanyuan and Red Fairy also arrived.

They too joined the battle.

With the arrival of four Quasi-Saints, the battlefield underwent a qualitative change due to the shift in numbers.

The combined might of ten Quasi-Saints easily surpassed what had been achievable just moments before.

Especially since those hundreds of Daluo at their pinnacle fought as if their lives were dispensable, and in no time, over a hundred fell.

"Hurry and join the battle!"

The lead Demon Clan member’s face showed fury, bellowing to the still-engaged Demon Clan army below with such volume that the entire battlefield could clearly hear him.

And hardly had his voice faded when a thousand figures surged out from the battlefield below.

The thousand plus Demon Clan, like a plague of locusts, promptly closed in on the Demon Clan’s Daluo at the pinnacles.

These beings shared one common trait, they were all Daluo Golden Immortals.

This scene left Xuanzang and others somewhat puzzled.

After all, to them, even the Daluo at the pinnacle were barely worth mentioning, let alone these Daluo Golden Immortals; they were nothing more than an added drain on their spiritual energy.