Chapter 268: Chapter 268: Demon Race Assaults the City

Vast, desolate land.

Slaughter suddenly erupted.

Led by Di Xuan, the powerful forces of the Demon Court and cultivators from various Sacred Lands of the Demon Race have now breached the defense of the Demon Suppression Barrier, launching an attack on the entire Celestial Desolation.

The enmity between the Demon Race and the human race has existed since ancient times, with the Demon Race once enslaving humans and later being suppressed by the rising human race for a million years.

Their blood feud is irreconcilable.

Now.

The Demon Race has broken through the Demon Suppression Barrier, inevitably sparking boundless slaughter.

Numerous Demon Race cultivators surrounded the city, only to see the City Defense Array rise up, continuously resisting the attacks of the Demon Race.

“Damn it, how did the Demon Race break the Demon Suppression Barrier? Where is the help from the Celestial Essence Sacred Land?”

Inside Desolate City, Jiao Cheng looked extremely grim as he watched the incessant attacks on the City Defense Array by the Demon Race, his heart trembling involuntarily.

The Jiao Family had presided over Desolate City for many years and had just welcomed the arrival of the Golden Era, with hopes of revitalizing the family in the great era ahead, only to be preempted by the Demon Race.

If Desolate City were breached, Jiao Cheng could scarcely imagine what would happen.

At the same time.

Jiao Cheng also could not fathom how the usually dormant Demon Race would suddenly invade, shattering the Demon Suppression Barrier with lightning speed.

Now.

The Demon Race sweeps across all of Celestial Desolation.

Desolate City is merely one of many cities attacked by the Demon Race.

Although Jiao Cheng promptly sent a message for aid to Celestial Essence Sacred Land, he wasn’t confident they could help, given the fierce momentum of the Demon Race likely restraining them too.

But now.

Jiao Cheng had no other means, pinning his hopes on Celestial Essence Sacred Land.

After all.

With the current strength of the Jiao Family, once the City Defense Array was breached, it would spell doom for Desolate City.

“Boom!”

“Boom! Boom!”

Outside Desolate City, tens of thousands of Demon Race cultivators relentlessly pounded the array, led by several sixth-level True Monarch-level demon cultivators, all staring icily at the city, eager to break it down and slaughter its inhabitants.

“The city’s array won’t hold for much longer. Push harder; seize this city quickly!”

Ao Wen said coldly.

He was one of the sixth-level True Monarch powerhouses leading the attack on Desolate City and also the Patriarch of the Ao Family.

The Ao Family wasn’t considered a top family within the Demon Race, ranking mid-tier with a few True Monarch powerhouses holding it together, and that’s it.

With the Demon Court leading the Demon Race out of the Demon Realm to breach the Demon Suppression Barrier, all sects and families followed suit.

Families like the Ao Family, with True Monarchs as anchors, aimed directly at human cities to capture them using their strength.

Every city contains abundant resources.

Comparatively.

Resources within the Demon Race seemed much scarcer.

By capturing Desolate City, Ao Wen was confident he could elevate the Ao Family’s strength, possibly even emerging with a Demon Saint-level powerhouse in this age of great contention.

Amongst family rankings.

A True Monarch family and a Demon Saint family are entirely different concepts.

The latter stands high above, eligible to enter the upper echelons of the Demon Race, while the former is just mid-level.

Speaking aloud.

Ao Wen directly summoned his many-years-honed True Monarch Supreme Treasure, a dark red longsword, and as he spat a mouthful of Essence Blood into it, the sword quivered violently, a terrifying aura of bloodlust spreading out.

“Break for me!”

Ao Wen gripped the hilt and slashed toward the city before him.

The sword strikes!

A blood-red Sword Gang tore through space, smashing the City Defense Array with apocalyptic might.

This strike.

Was Ao Wen’s full might unleashed.

Even.

He didn’t hesitate to expend Essence Blood power.

Essence Blood is the fundamental essence of a cultivator. For any level of powerhouse, Essence Blood is limited; losing it can impair their strength, regress their cultivation, or even lead to their demise.

But to break Desolate City quickly, Ao Wen disregarded everything else.

After all, Celestial Desolation is human territory; who could guarantee no other human powerhouses would come if delayed?

Although the Ao Family has several True Monarchs, their overall strength is limited.

Moreover.

If a Saint-level powerhouse showed up, the Ao Family would be in significant trouble.

Even if the Golden Era has just begun, and logically there shouldn’t be many powerhouses proving their path to become Saints.

But for those ancient Sacred Land families, they likely have ancient powerhouses dormant, much like the Demon Court and Celestial Demon Sacred Land forces.

So.

Ao Wen dared not gamble.

To avoid long delays bringing unexpected changes, he could only expend Essence Blood power.

As expected.

Ao Wen, already at the later stages of True Monarch, using a True Monarch Supreme Treasure and the power of Essence Blood in his strike, wielded power comparable to a perfected True Monarch powerhouse.

With one strike.

The steady City Defense Array of Desolate City fractured inch by inch.

This scene.

Appalled all the cultivators within Desolate City.

“Quick, deploy Spirit Stones, deploy them immediately…”

Jiao Cheng’s expression drastically changed, shouting urgently. He hadn’t anticipated the Demon Race’s strength, nearly shattering the array with a single strike.

The thought of the consequences if the defense broke made Jiao Cheng shudder.

As a large number of Spirit Stones were invested into the array, the previously cracked array began mending at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scenario.

Ao Wen, eyes blazing with rage, spat another mouthful of Essence Blood into his sword and unleashed a sensational strike, pounding the array once more.

The previously not fully healed array was forcibly split open at a corner.

Without needing orders, the other Demon Race cultivators went directly and went full force, striking the battered corner of the array.

Finally.

The Desolate City’s array shattered with a bang.

“The array is broken. Submit immediately, offer all resources, then swear allegiance to my Ao Family under a blood oath, and you may be spared death!”

Ao Wen stepped into the air, standing aloft, overlooking the entire city below, his cold voice piercing every ear.

Upon hearing this.

Someone immediately roared: “Mere demon scum, you wish for us humans to submit? Even in death, I will not bow to you demons!”

“Slay the Demon Race; this is the moment to win glory, everyone, follow me to kill!”

Many human cultivators rose into the air, charging directly at Ao Wen.

Seeing this.

Ao Wen’s eyes grew colder. He didn’t wish to massacre all of Desolate City, for if he could subjugate the city without bloodshed, that would be best.

After all, once fighting starts, the Ao Family wouldn’t come away without casualties.

But the current situation made Ao Wen realize his hope of bloodless conquest was impossible.

In that case.

He had no choice but to unleash a massacre.

With this thought.

Ao Wen coldly spat a single word: “Kill!”

With that.

He swung his sword, instantly cutting down several Daoists charging at him, their broken bodies plummeting from the sky.

Simultaneously.

All Demon Race cultivators also surged into Desolate City, commencing a slaughter.

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