663 Four Sages of a World! (3)

“Do you really think that the power of a weakling can shake my Immortal Spirit World?”

As Dang Wuyou shouted loudly, someone in the distance responded. Then, he activated endless demonic light and rushed towards the battle line of the Heavenly Mystic World.

The demonic army of the Immortal Spirit World!

At this moment, everyone’s eyes were on the frontline of Heavenly Mystic.

Just as Dang Wuyou had said, a weakling could not stop an absolute expert.

Hundreds of millions of Heavenly Mystic Red Flame Army soldiers formed a fiery red battle formation, fully resisting the No Resentment Realm Army that had turned into a black devil army.

However, the Red Flame Army could not deal with a demonic Sage leading a hundred thousand demonic troops.

The monstrous demonic flames were about to turn the void into a boundless demon nest before they arrived.

On Yunchen Star, Huang Tingshu’s eyes shone with divine light. Above his head, a golden crown appeared, illuminating endless divine light.

“Slay the demons.”

Huang Tingshu shouted. The divine light on his body turned into a big bow. The big bow was full and shot out a long golden arrow.

“Boom!”

The long arrow shot out and collided with the devil flames, causing a line to appear.

The army of the Divine Court standing on the Deity Roll Call formed a large formation and faced the demon army.

Mo Wuxie let out a loud shout, and the long saber in his hand slashed down, shattering the golden arrow.

The shattered divine light wreaked havoc in the Demon Army’s formation, causing the army to slow down.

Countless Divine Court generals on the Deity Roll Call advanced and blocked the enemy.

With the Investiture of the Deities, they were immortal.

Mo Wuxie looked at the millions of Divine Court generals in front of him. He gritted his teeth and roared, “Spread out and kill your way over!”

The 100,000 demon army immediately spread out in all directions.

This way, the Divine Court Army would not be able to stop them.

However, the scattered army formation no longer had the destructive power from before.

Yan Zhenqing, who was standing on the Deity Investiture Altar with a brush in hand, heaved a sigh of relief. He turned his attention back to the countless Divine Dao cultivators in front of him and conferred deity titles again.

The more Divine Dao cultivators he conferred, the more power the No Resentment Realm would have.

Before long, the entire No Resentment Realm would become a divine court.

At that time, the No Resentment Realm would become the barrier of the Heavenly Mystic world.

This combination of Divine Dao and Confucian Path would give cultivators more opportunities.

After reaching the end of their cultivation, they could still have a chance to live forever by cultivating the Divine Dao.

“Boom!”

In the void, the eyes of the Immortal Spirit World’s Demonic Dao Sage, Mo Wuxie, shone with endless demonic light. He moved and rushed towards the Deity Roll Call.

Just as Mo Wuxie was a hundred miles away from the Deity Roll Call, the entire list emitted golden light.

The golden flames collided with Mo Wuji’s body and threw him thousands of miles away.

In the air, Mo Wuxie’s expression changed drastically.

The power of the Deity Roll Call exceeded his expectations.

Such power could crush him.

He turned around and rushed towards the Heavenly Mystic army.

If they couldn’t take down the Investiture of the Deities, then they would tear apart the Heavenly Mystic army’s formation and teach the Heavenly Mystic the most painful lesson.

Mo Wuxie let out a wild roar and transformed into a 10,000-foot Golden Howl. Demonic light flashed on his body, and he pounced towards the Heavenly Mystic Army.

“Beast, you’re courting death!”

The Azure Dragon roared and spat out dragon breath. It swung its long tail and shattered the body of a Divine King.

Divine King Wu Yuan stood in front of the Azure Dragon. He gritted his teeth and did not take a step back.

He was buying time for Mo Wuxie.

Han Muye, who was standing by the Deity Roll Call, flew after Mo Wuxie when he rushed towards the military formation.

Turning into a sword, Han Muye’s body exuded endless battle intent.

So what if he fought against a Sage?

“Boom!”

The general of the Red Flame Army spat out blood and his body shattered.

“Kill—”

With a loud shout, Lu Yang flew up from one of the military formations.

Golden spiritual light soared from his body, and he released all the cultivation he had been suppressing.

In the void, his cultivation level increased too quickly, causing lightning to flash.

Heaven Realm Nascent Soul.

First level.

Second level.

Third level.

Ninth level!

Butcher Lu’s cultivation was at a terrifying degree, having reached the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm in an instant.

The burst of spiritual light on his body turned into a ball of light, triggering the qi and blood power of all the soldiers below, and turning into a blood dragon.

“Boom!”

Lu Yang summoned the power of the blood dragon. His soul instantly turned into a Nascent Spirit and flew out of his body.

His spirit collided with the blood dragon and merged with it. He roared at the sky and confronted Golden Howl.

Mo Wuxie, who had transformed into a Golden Howl, let out two impatient roars. He turned around and charged out, leaving the military formation.

Although the power of the blood dragon could not stop him, it delayed him.

Golden Howl rushed toward the direction of the Heavenly Mystic World, ignoring the light that was rising from below.

Now that the Heavenly Mystic World was exposed, it was a good opportunity for him to descend.

Directly charging into the Heavenly Mystic World and tainting a piece of land with demonic energy, he could inflict severe damage to the region.

Moreover, after marking it, he and his subordinates could descend into the Heavenly Mystic World at any time.

At that time, the Heavenly Mystic world would be a dish!

“Boom!”

In front of him, an alchemy aura rose continuously.

Alchemy cultivators?

Since when did alchemists start participating in battles?

Looking at the hundreds of thousands of alchemy formations, Golden Howl smiled cruelly.

If he devoured so many alchemists all at once, would the alchemy path of the Heavenly Mystic world collapse?

With a wild laugh, Mo Wuxie’s Golden Howl charged at the alchemy formations.

Why don’t alchemists refine pills quietly? Are they courting death?

Golden Howl descended and opened his mouth.

These alchemy cultivators had a rich, delicious alchemy qi.

As expected, when Golden Howl landed, the alchemists below frantically raised the pills one by one.

Pills?

Can pills be used to stop enemies?

If pills can stop a Sage, will that Sage still be called a Sage who can suppress an entire world?

How can a Demonic Dao Sage be stopped by mere pills?

Golden Howl let out a long laugh. A strong suction force came out of his mouth as he tried to suck the pills into his stomach.

What kind of pills can’t be refined after being swallowed by an ancient beast?

The medicinal strength of these pills won’t be too bad, right?

However, just as he was holding this thought, his entire body suddenly trembled.

In front of him, these pills were not triggered at all. Instead, they continued to ascend according to the predetermined trajectory.

Something was wrong!

“Boom!”

Thousands of sword lights crashed toward Golden Howl.

Golden Howl opened his eyes wide. He wanted to scream and fly away, but he felt like he was carrying countless worlds on his back. He couldn’t move at all.