Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to all readers and viewers.
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The sky and sea changed color as towering waves surged forward. The hundreds of Bone Clan warriors at the forefront, caught in the wake of countless Artifacts' power, were instantly blasted into fine powder, leaving not even corpses behind.
More Bone Clan figures emerged densely from behind the rising waves, charging recklessly at the allied forces of humans, demons, and monster beasts without any fear of death.
They used the ocean's obstruction and the sacrifice of their hundreds of clansmen to block the Artifacts' initial onslaught.
The chaotic melee erupted instantly. When two to three thousand Bone Clan warriors charged, the allied forces were swiftly split apart, forced to form their own defensive lines.
The Bone Clan knew that this battle would determine the fate of the entire continent.
If they lost, they would be hunted to extinction, unable to preserve even a sliver of their bloodline as they had thousands of years ago. But if they won, they could enslave the entire continent without worry.
Thus, Kero gambled everything, committing the full strength of his clan regardless of their own losses.
Sharp shrieks and tragic screams pierced the sky in an instant, unceasing as figures continually fell from the heavens. Blood bloomed like the most radiant flowers across the battlefield.
Despite the surprise attack using Soul-Devouring Insects by Yang Kai, the Bone Clan still held an overwhelming numerical advantage, possessing two to three times more powerful fighters than the human, demon, and monster alliance.
Moreover, they did not fear ordinary injuries. Even if their hearts or heads were pierced, the writhing flesh could rapidly regenerate. As long as their skeletal foundation—the core of their existence—remained intact, they were virtually immortal!
But they did not possess Artifacts!
Perhaps thousands of years ago, when they first set foot on the Tongxuan Continent, they had possessed such treasures. But after millennia, deprived of flesh, blood, and energy to nurture them, their Artifacts had long since crumbled to dust and could no longer be used.
They could only fight with their own innate power.
The human, demon, and monster alliance was different. Each member wielded several decent-grade Artifacts, both offensive and defensive. Their variety seemed endless.
In terms of Transcendent-realm powerhouses, the Bone Clan also did not match the numbers of the three allied races.
Each side had its strengths and weaknesses. Thus, when the battle that would decide the continent's future landscape erupted, a tense stalemate formed within a short time.
Bone Clan members were quickly slain. One after another, their bones were shattered, their skeletal bodies incinerated, destroyed amidst shrill screams.
The alliance suffered losses too, but compared to the Bone Clan, the number of casualties was undeniably far, far smaller.
Powerhouses from all factions showcased their unique abilities, their methods appearing one after another without end.
A dense, ink-black cloud, as if stained with black ink itself, blanketed the sky, resembling a thick, heavy curtain.
Not a sliver of the bright sun's radiance could penetrate that dark cloud, completely obscuring the sea surface.
Heaven and earth dimmed under the oppressive dark cloud, which pressed down like a collapsing mountain or an avalanche of snow. The crushing pressure descended from the sky, weighing heavily upon the hearts and bodies of the Bone Clan warriors, making their steps heavy and their movements cumbersome.
Beneath that dark cloud, Chang Yuan led the powerful fighters of the Demon Race, forming a formidable force of their own. As the dark cloud took shape, Chang Yuan struck first.
One after another, immense black energy spheres rolled down from the cloud, crashing into the Bone Clan ranks like falling boulders.
Each energy sphere was pitch-black as ink, with ripple-like waves churning within, harboring destructive, world-ending power.
When these black spheres smashed into the Bone Clan formations, bursts of dark, silent light erupted.
The ripples expanded outward, sweeping over the Bone Clan's skeletal bodies.
The seawater was cleaved apart as enormous trenches formed on the ocean's surface.
Even the Water Goddess Temple's island, located ten miles away, could not withstand such a mysterious attack. The island instantly split apart, and the structures upon it crumbled under the strain.
Crack... crack... crack...
Countless Bone Clan members caught in the ripples' range were instantly transformed into chunks of severed flesh in the next moment, as if sliced by razor-sharp blades. The cuts were impeccably clean.
Transcendent-realm Bone Clan warriors could not withstand such an attack at all.
Even those Bone Clan powerhouses at the Transcendent stage were severely injured in an instant, nearly dismembered. Had they not fled with extreme speed, they would have surely met the same fate.
Upon sensing Chang Yuan's formidable power, a deep wariness surged into the glowing green eyes of the Bone Clan warriors.
The Four Great Demon Generals followed closely behind Chang Yuan, each bearing a ferocious expression. Towering demonic energy erupted skyward as they charged into the Bone Clan ranks like madmen, slaughtering without restraint.
Meng Wuya fought alone.
His hands pulled and tugged at the empty air, his posture wild and unrestrained. Astonishing, awe-inspiring momentum centered on him and violently expanded outward.
No Bone Clan warrior dared approach him. Sensing the might of his aura, they all hastily gave him a wide berth.
Through his pulling gestures, various mysterious energies converged around him, gradually coalescing into the forms of colossal primitive beasts. These beasts were immensely huge, seeming to hold up the sky and stand firm upon the earth. Each one looked immeasurably ancient and desolate.
They seemed to have been awakened from a deep slumber. In the instant their eyes opened, an aura of impending catastrophe descended simultaneously.
Heaven and earth trembled.
There were eight of these primitive beasts in total—some ran upon the ground, some flew through the sky, and some even swam within the ocean, encompassing all forms of existence.