Chapter 5804: Dominating the Foes
The myriad-hued divine sword poured down like a radiant rain, instantly submerging the demon army.
"Splatter, splatter, splatter..."
The divine sword, unmatched in sharpness, pierced through the bodies of even the mid-tier God Emperors. As for the early-tier God Emperors, they were sliced through like vegetables, helpless in the face of the razor-sharp blades.
The torrent formed by the myriad-hued divine sword was chaotic and relentless. Blocking from one direction wasn't enough. There were attacks from the front, the back, the left, and the right, as well as swords shooting from above and below.
Dragon Chen's attacks were relentless, and in the blink of an eye, the mid-tier God Emperors and those below them endured only half a breath's time of agonized cries before they were all slain.
Even the mid-tier God Emperors were thrown into disarray. Despite dozens of them making a concerted effort to resist, their heads were pierced through, leading to their instant demise.
Out of the 300-plus mid-tier God Emperors, after three waves of onslaught, only around 70 remained. Nevertheless, these survivors were the cream of the crop, for those who couldn't keep up had already been eliminated.
The most pitiable were the ones below the mid-tier God Emperors. They died in successive waves, their numbers cleared out when Dragon Chen unleashed the Swordstorm.
They thought Dragon Chen had exhausted his powerful moves and approached once again, only to be cleared out once more by Dragon Chen's Ten-Cross Annihilation. Though they weren't in the core of the attack, the residual power crushed them, clearing the battlefield once more.
Releasing two powerful moves in succession, people believed they could finally exact their revenge, but they were cleared out once again.
Three consecutive powerful moves decimated a large portion of the demon army, cutting their numbers in half. Furthermore, those besieging Dragon Chen were top-tier warriors. With three powerful moves, 70% of the post-mid-tier God Emperors were killed. Those who had initially numbered over 300 mid-tier God Emperors were now reduced to just over 70.
It could be said that Dragon Chen single-handedly carried the entire battle. Currently, Dragon Chen formed seals with his hands, and a myriad-hued rainbow flowed like a river. His black clothing billowed, his long hair danced, and he appeared invincible, overlooking the battlefield with an unparalleled air of confidence.
"Calling you all bottom-dwelling frogs, you still don't believe it. You may possess immense power, but your techniques are clumsy, your strength doesn't flow smoothly, and your bodies are as stiff as rusted metal. Even your perception is limited to a mere few yards around you under the threat of death."
Outside of this battlefield, even a wild demon beast could effortlessly eliminate you at the same level. Dragon Chen looked down upon the battlefield, stating coldly.
Regardless of whether they were demon race warriors or the Purple Blood clan, except for those like Luo Yanfeng who had gradually become true warriors under Dragon Chen's guidance, the rest were a bunch of amateurs.
True warriors were forged through combat, and the Purple Blood clan naturally wouldn't let their disciples kill each other. The Purple Blood clan's philosophy was to pass down the finest bloodlines.
However, thanks to the battle against the demon race, awakening the bloodlines, they had been put through the wringer, leaving only those with the greatest strength and the toughest fate.
Although the demon race had a natural advantage in training their disciples due to their prolific reproduction, particularly among the lower-tier demon races, they produced offspring in litters just like rodents.
Still, the demon race couldn't ensure that every outstanding disciple would accumulate enough combat experience. After all, the accumulation of combat experience was extremely perilous, and without danger, it would be meaningless.
Therefore, in terms of overall strength, the top-tier demon warriors were stronger than the Purple Blood clan. However, this advantage was quite limited, considering that even if the Purple Blood clan was weaker, it was still one of the strongest human bloodlines.
Dragon Chen's participation in this war was akin to an adult returning to kindergarten. Though the "children" in this kindergarten were no longer young, in terms of comprehensive strength, they were still vastly inferior to Dragon Chen. In essence, this was no different from bullying.
However, it has to be said that the feeling of bullying people is quite enjoyable. Dealing with a group of people who don't understand combat, it's as easy as drinking water and eating food. If this were on the outside, not to mention mid-tier God Emperors, even a group of early-tier God Emperors would make Dragon Chen run for his life.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The torrent formed by the myriad swords raged back and forth. However, the mid-tier God Emperors had grown wise. They huddled together, forming a circular formation, allowing each person to focus on the swords in front of them without worrying about attacks from behind.
"Young human, your move won't work on us. I wonder how long your bloodline power can last?" a demon elder roared.
The power of Dragon Chen's sword torrent remained undiminished, but the people formed a spherical formation, and Dragon Chen's repeated assaults couldn't touch them. It was clear that his attack no longer posed a threat to them.
After all, the weak had already been eliminated. Although their combat experience was lacking, they were mid-tier God Emperors and the strongest among them.
"Old man, why the rage? Has Lady Yu Moyan fulfilled her end of the bargain with you?" Dragon Chen chuckled.
When they heard these words, the elder and Yu Moyan's faces turned pale, as the voice Dragon Chen used was the voice of Ying Wudao.
"You..."
The elder was shocked.
"What's the matter with you? I still need to thank you for putting me into the altar." Dragon Chen smiled faintly.
At that moment, Yu Moyan's eyes also filled with fear because on that day, Ying Wudao had escaped with her life token, nearly causing a catastrophe. Later, the guardian of the altar found her again, demanding she fulfill her promise. Yu Moyan was at a loss as to how to do so. Finally, the two almost came to blows. The elder assumed Yu Moyan had gone back on her word and hurled harsh words, hoping to make her regret it. Yu Moyan, on the other hand, was in a state of confusion, thinking that the elder had lost his mind. Now, when Dragon Chen spoke, both of them understood that Dragon Chen was behind it all. However, this matter was one that couldn't see the light of day, and they could only swallow their grievances without speaking.
The guardian of the altar was even more drenched in cold sweat. He had placed Dragon Chen into the altar, but who knew what this kid had done inside. Thinking of this, he felt like he was going insane.
"Maintain formation and charge together, crush this little bastard!" the demon elder shouted.
As the elder shouted, all the demon warriors maintained their spherical formation and charged at Dragon Chen. At this point, Dragon Chen's multicolored blood sword no longer posed a threat to them. As long as they maintained their formation and weren't picked off one by one, Dragon Chen was undoubtedly doomed today.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Dragon Chen retracted his myriad divine swords. In just that short moment, Dragon Chen's multicolored supreme blood power was left with less than 30%, as such a massive attack had consumed an astonishing amount of energy.
"Attack!"
Seeing Dragon Chen retract the myriad divine swords, the group of demon warriors continued to maintain their formation and charged toward Dragon Chen.
Facing these demon warriors, Dragon Chen opened his hand wide to them. However, there was no sign of him gathering any power. He simply uttered a cold command:
"Evil Moon!"
Following Dragon Chen's command, the entire world shook violently. Shortly afterward, a loud explosion came from a distance, causing the faces of the demon warriors to change. The direction of the explosion was their home base.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a black lightning bolt shot towards them, piercing directly through the demon warrior's spherical formation. Several people were directly turned into blood mist by the black lightning.
"Snap!"
A pitch-black, fierce-looking, and exuding a boundless evil aura long blade appeared in Dragon Chen's hand.
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