Supreme Emptiness

"Go!"

With a command.

Puff, puff, puff—

From within the Dead Corpse Army, groups of head-sized Dead Corpse Puppets started flapping their wings and took to the air.

They were all Demon Bees!

Covered in lethal poison!

Thousands of them!

They flew up.

Like a dark cloud, silently soaring over Boundary Mountain Peak.

Lei Zhenhai sensed something, his expression changed: "Be careful, flying demon beasts!"

But the warning came too late.

The disciples, fully focused on battling the Beast Tide, didn't notice at all.

One of them, a male disciple from Myriad Swords Sect, holding a rolling log.

Suddenly let out a tragic scream.

It was visible on his neck.

A huge, rotten Demon Bee, with its tail stinger fiercely plunged into his neck.

Despite being at the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment, he only managed a scream before his entire body turned black.

He then fell flatly.

The burning log in his hands also landed on him, quickly igniting his body.

"Junior Brother Liu!" Liang Feiyan exclaimed in shock.

Rushed over and kicked the log away, extinguishing the flames on him.

But upon picking him up, she saw he was already bleeding from his seven orifices, dead.

"Junior Brother!!" Liang Feiyan roared in grief.

Seeing the Demon Bee that stung him preparing to flee.

She slashed it with a backward sword strike.

But.

The exploding blood splattered towards her face!

Whoosh—

Jiang Fan arrived just in time.

His robe sleeve swept up to catch all the blood.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—

His sleeve was corroded by the blood, forming small blood holes.

"Senior Brother Liang, stay calm," Jiang Fan said.

Liang Feiyan's pupils shrank.

She bowed with one hand to Jiang Fan, saying: "Thank you, Junior Brother Jiang."

Her voice choked up.

Her eye rims turned red.

The disciple in front of her was a personal junior brother under the Sect Leader.

A gentle and refined person.

Rumor had it that his family had arranged a marriage for him, the other party being a dignified and gentle noble lady.

By next spring, the wedding was to be held.

But he would never see that day.

"You bastards!" Liang Feiyan laid him down.

With reddened eyes, she angrily slashed at a Demon Bee attacking a female disciple from the Desires Sect.

"Not even giving me a chance to save him!"

"Why? Why?"

Jiang Fan gazed deeply at Junior Brother Liu.

He sighed inwardly.

This was war.

Junior Brother Liu was the first to fall.

But he wouldn't be the last!

He felt a burning anger inside.

He drew the Sorrow Frost Sword and slashed at a nearby errant Demon Bee.

The intense ice shattered it, freezing the body and blood splatter to avoid affecting others nearby.

A similar scene.

Played out across the entire Boundary Mountain Peak.

The sudden attack of the venomous Demon Bees had completely disrupted their rhythm.

People, in a panic, were killing the Demon Bees, lacking enough manpower to suppress the Dead Corpse Armies.

When Lei Zhenhai realized the severity.

It was already too late!

The Beast Tide had crossed the last fifty feet of ice.

Massive bodies appeared before them!

"Watch out!!!"

Lei Zhenhai issued a deafening warning.

But with the poison bees above and Dead Corpse Puppets ahead.

There was no way to defend against both!

This defense line.

Looked like it was about to collapse!

Jiang Fan's expression changed drastically.

How could the battle turn so quickly?

If the line broke, they would collapse like a landslide!

No!

He couldn't let the Beast Tide through.

At least they needed more time to regroup!

If not, it would be all over!

Seeing some Dead Corpse Puppets stepping on the last bit of slick ice, climbing up the peak.

Jiang Fan's eyes brightened.

But then he showed some hesitation.

Yet after a moment, he gritted his teeth.

Decisively, he took out the Purple Sword.

"Go!"

He rubbed his hands together, and the Purple Sword spun and flew out swiftly.

But it didn't target killing the Dead Corpse Puppets.

Instead, it rapidly sliced through the ice at the junction of the peak and the slope.

Sparks flew.

Across a width of hundreds of feet.

The extremely sharp Purple Sword cut a long crack.

Then.

Jiang Fan summoned the Five Magnetic Yuan Mountain, allowing it to grow from the wind into a small hill.

He used his Soul Power to lift it ten feet into the air.

Then he hurled it down onto the ice!

Rumble rumble rumble—

The noise was no less than a hundred Barbaric Elephants hitting Boundary Mountain.

A massive earthquake shook the snow slope.

The top half of the severed ice patch.

Couldn't hold on any longer.

It slid from the cut, crashing down.

Along with the densely packed demon beast corpses, like a torrent, it fell hundreds of feet down the snowy slope.

Crushing everything in its path.

Whether it was corpses or Dead Corpse Puppets.

All were swept away by this ice and snow flow, rushing down Boundary Mountain, quickly sweeping ahead.

It crushed five to six hundred puppet corpses along the way.

Until it finally stopped at the feet of the Demon Priest.

The cold ice.

Mixed with countless rotting corpse odors, rushed forth.

The Demon Priest's face was frozen with cold!

Looking at the chaotic battlefield.

Looking at the cleared snow slope.

The fire in her eyes couldn't be contained, blazing out.

"Good, good, good!"

"So this is how you want to play?"

"Well commanded!"

"This priest will meet you personally!"

"Move out!"

Rumble rumble—

The remaining five thousand Dead Corpse Army surged towards Boundary Mountain with no further obstacles.

The slick ice was gone.

The rolling logs could no longer roll down smoothly.

Halfway through, they would get stuck.

After sacrificing half of the Dead Corpse Army.

The Demon Priest finally faced the Human Clan guarding Boundary Mountain directly!

By now.

The people had finally cleared the Demon Bees.

So far, only Liu Wanfeng of Myriad Swords Sect had fallen.

The rest were mostly unharmed.

Dozens were injured, mostly by Demon Bee blood splashes while killing them.

Fortunately, Wen Hongyao, skilled in medical skills, was present.

She quickly treated their injuries.

Except for a few severe cases that couldn't immediately recover.

The rest were battle-ready.

Everyone sighed in relief.

The situation had been too perilous just now.

If the ice hadn't collapsed suddenly, taking away the Dead Corpse Army.

They would have been trapped in a dire situation.

The consequences would be unimaginable.

Lei Zhenhai stomped on the last Demon Bee.

Turned his head to deeply look at the distant Jiang Fan.

Others didn't know.

But he saw it clearly.

At the last moment, Jiang Fan cut through the ice, saving the battle.

And the items he used.

He saw them distinctly.

One was a mountain that could grow larger.

The other, the Purple Sword that the Giant Sect had been searching for which killed Tie Bubai!

Lei Zhenhai's eyes flickered.

He subtly withdrew his gaze, looking at the Dead Corpse Army flooding towards the foot of the mountain.

No barriers remained.

They surged towards the peak.

Lei Zhenhai took a deep breath and said loudly,

"The real tough battle begins now!"

"All sect elders and disciples! Hold your defense lines!"

"We fight to the death!"

With that.

He took the lead.

Ten Thunderstruck Woods were arranged before him.

Each one charged with lightning.

The Cultivation Technique of the True Thunder Sect couldn't generate lightning itself.

It relied on the power of external lightning.

The amount of external lightning power they could harness determined their strength.

He had brought those ten Thunderstruck Woods specially.

"Annihilate!"

Lei Zhenhai's eyes were sharp.

He saw under the cover of fire, a cold-looking girl standing on a demon beast's back.

He immediately guessed her identity.

"Demon Priest!"

Lei Zhenhai pointed a finger.

Ten bolts of lightning combined into one arm-thick bolt.

It struck instantaneously, targeting the Demon Priest.

Her expression changed, her figure blurred, disappearing in a flash.

Bang—

She just barely dodged.

The spot where she had been standing was now surrounded by hundreds of feet of Dead Corpse Puppets, all with their death aura dissipated, collapsing to the ground!

"Thunder Path?"

She clutched her injured right arm, though she dodged in time.

But was still grazed by the lightning shockwave.

Her right arm was a bloody, mangled mess.

"You must be the commander and that bastard's master, right?"

That bastard also knew Thunder Path.

And had shattered her Nine-Headed Giant Python's death aura!

She had heard only True Thunder Sect disciples in the Nine-Sect excelled at Thunder Path.

The commander before her was undoubtedly that bastard's master.

Lei Zhenhai frowned slightly.

He was the commander indeed.

But what was this talk about being the master of that bastard?