klisemfg Chapter 2496
Chapter 2496
On the side of the cultivator civilization, all forces, sect leaders, and young cultivators were shocked by this unprecedented victory. Cheers resounded throughout the eight regions of the void, and the air was filled with spiritual light and joy.
On the other hand, the atmosphere in the bizarre universe was so gloomy it seemed to drip water, the air itself seemed to freeze, carrying a bone-chilling cold and a despair that penetrated to the bone marrow, a terrifying stillness.
The struggle for destiny was a complete defeat. The azure energy domain of the cultivator civilization continued to advance and spread like a tide. The black mist occupied by the strange race was forced to shrink step by step and dissolve inch by inch. Soon, the void crocodile that was originally hidden deep in the black mist had nowhere to hide.
Its scales were as black as ink, gleaming with a cold and fierce light. Its enormous body blotted out the sky, but now it looked disheveled and slowly revealed itself to everyone.
They were like eggs that had been peeled, all their hidden plans and remaining fighting forces exposed to the sight of the cultivator civilization, with no way to hide them and no room for struggle.
The Eternal Night King stood atop the head of the Void Crocodile, his aura chaotic, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white, and he looked down at the four remaining Thousand Refined Puppet Demons, his heart aching as if it were bleeding.
Those were the bottom-tier combat forces that the strange race had spent countless resources and tempering for hundreds of thousands of years, but now they have been almost completely wiped out, leaving only a few of them, which can be described as a great loss of vitality.
The Eternal Saint King did not look at these defeated soldiers any further. His face was calm and expressionless, but a trace of resentment and solemnity was hidden in his eyes.
As he left, his gaze swept across the chaotic battlefield, settling firmly on the white-haired god-demon who was striding unstoppably toward the Eight Domains faction. His voice was low, carrying a hint of resentment and apprehension:
"Chen Xuan... I never imagined that all my life's plans and schemes would be wasted because of a mere junior like you, resulting in utter failure."
"Although my strange civilization was defeated in this battle, the outcome of the subsequent battles at the passes is still uncertain."
wow——
As soon as he finished speaking, the Eternal Saint King moved, transforming into a streak of black light that instantly tore through the void and vanished without a trace, leaving not even a trace of his aura behind.
As the supreme commander on the front lines, having witnessed firsthand the terrifying foundation and heaven-defying strength of the white-haired demon Chen Xuan had transformed into, he had to personally return to the ancestral hall to explain the reasons for this great defeat to the powerful figures in his clan.
Otherwise, with such a devastating loss, King Yongye would surely be punished most severely by his tribe, and Yongye, as the commander, would also be held responsible.
After the Eternal Saint King left, only the Eternal Night King remained, frozen in mid-air with vacant eyes.
He still couldn't accept the fact of this crushing defeat, his face full of bewilderment and despair; and those surviving commanders who had struggled to escape back from the Eight Domains War Zone, each one covered in blood, their array bases damaged, their auras extremely weak.
At this moment, these strange leaders who had survived by chance looked at the astonishingly powerful divine and demonic formation on the battlefield from afar. Their bodies trembled slightly, their eyes darted away, and deep fear and apprehension surged in their eyes. They didn't even dare to breathe.
Of all these, the most unforgettable fear for them was the combined white-haired god and demon formation controlled by Chen Xuan.
That divine sword was invincible, even the Qiongqi Killing Formation jointly unleashed by the nine commanders was helpless against it; secondly, there was Lu Xueqi's manifested divine king dharma form, with awe-inspiring divine might and boundless immortal light, and no one could stop it wherever it passed.
“Even the Qiongqi Killing Formation jointly unleashed by the nine commanders could not eliminate Chen Xuan, this fiend. Our defeat in this battle was destined.” A commander’s voice was hoarse, his face full of dejection, yet also carrying a trace of resentment.
"White-haired demon god, Chen Xuan... You are so dazzling and arrogant today. How could the great power of my strange clan allow you to live in this world!"
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These surviving commanders all had resentful expressions and gritted their teeth, venting all their grievances from the defeat in this great battle on Chen Xuan, their eyes almost overflowing with murderous intent.