Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 368: 77: Victory is Near, Chaos Enters the Netherworld

Translator: 549690339

Upon the square.

After Zhao Huai spat out a mouthful of blood, his momentum instantly fell, propping himself up by his sword on the ground.

He hurriedly checked his body, finding a sudden depletion of his vital energy and a dimming shine on his hair.

A slight change in expression.

The cost of this Immortal Burial was too great.

It actually reduced his lifespan by a hundred years!

Initially, when he broke through to the Rebirth Realm, his lifespan had significantly increased to a thousand years. Now, with a hundred years less, a full tenth has been taken away!

Seems like using this divine skill is gambling with one’s life?

The existence in the void appeared for merely a few moments, did not even take action–merely took a glance at all living beings.

It took a hundred years of his life, it must be said, this price was too high.

Of course, the effect was undoubtedly impressive.

The lofty Demon Emperor in the Eighth Realm was directly killed on the spot by the mysterious existence.

They didn’t even know how they died, and when the Flower Emperor died, it didn’t trigger the [Slaying Demon], which means this demon doesn’t count as his kill.

It seems that in the future, when using this Immortal Skill, one must be cautious and better not to use it again.

Because if one sacrificed all of their lifespan, what would be the difference between dying?

Who knows the standard of the mysterious existence on measuring the price.

Despite his momentum being weakened, Zhao Huai still didn’t fall, holding Yu Sha in his hand. He stood up again.

The ghastly death of the Flower Empress caused a chill in the remaining demons. Thick fear arose, their eyes full of disbelief.

The Flower Emperor is dead?!

He actually killed a Demon Emperor?

Clearly, they were the party with an absolute advantage, who could have expected that the situation will turn out this way?

This white-robed sword cultivator seems weak, yet gives people a feeling that he will not fall.

“Who else wants to die?”

Zhao Huai’s sharp gaze swept over the remaining Demon Kings, his fighting spirit still high.

“Killing the Flower Emperor, the price you paid is not small, either? Still daring to act wildly now, let this emperor kill you!”

At this moment, the earth trembled, the monstrous form of a Devil Mountain appeared in the yellow sand.

It was the Six-Armed Demon Ape who had previously had an arm cut off by Zhao Huai.

Due to Zhao Huai’s invincible sword skill momentum previously, he didn’t dare to confront directly and could only stand far away and watch.

But now Zhao Huai’s momentum is not nearly as great as before, perhaps there is a chance?

The Six-Armed Demon Ape lifted two colossal arms, quickly dropping them, violently stomping on the ground.

Wanting the other party to be trampled into flesh.

Zhao Huai’s brows furrowed, about to release the flying sword from the sword formation to deal with this Demon Emperor.

With a soft sound, a series of sharp halberd qi, parallel to the ground, bombed towards Zhao Huai’s head. At the same time, a “shushing” sound rang in his ears, and looking up, one could see hundreds of sword qi shuttling through the sandstorm.

Just at that point, a slender silhouette flew quickly from a distance. The afterimages were too fast to be caught by the naked eye, and they came to Zhao Huai’s side.

All the shadows at last converge to form the figure of Yu Qinghan.

Yu Qinghan straightened her exquisite back, the look in her eyes extremely cold. She held a long halberd, incorporating an overwhelming magic power, striking towards the arm of the demon ape!

Not just her, there were also hundreds of human cultivators who had followed her, each wielding their life-bound magical treasures, attacking the Six-Armed Demon Ape.

Leading the charge was Flame General Zhou Ping, his voice echoed like thunder:

“Follow the Royal Crown Prince in Demon Slaying!”

Behind him were echoing human cultivators.

“Kill! Kill these beasts!”

“Prince Zhao of Yan Country saved us, we can’t be a burden now!”

At such a scene, all the Demon Kings hesitated momentarily. At this moment, they only realized.

The situation had changed from defense to offense.

The human cultivators who were hiding in the formation just now all broke out of the formation, counter-attacking the demon race!

Seeing this, a gratified smile appeared on Zhao Huai’s face.

If the Immortal World is to defeat the invaders of all territories,

They must unite all of the human race.

Under the concentrated attack of many cultivators, including reborn cultivators and an ancestor in the Metamorphosis Stage, the Six-Armed Demon Ape was retreating step by step. Its huge body became a moving target, being bombarded by piles of magic spells.

Not to mention the demon Kings below who no longer held a numerical advantage. Previously, the sea-like swarm had been killed by Zhao Huai almost in half. When they invaded Anxi Prefecture, due to capacity limitations, not too much army had entered.

Zhao Huai looked at the back of Yu Qinghan, a gentle look appearing in his eyes, and said, “My lady, I’m glad you’re okay.”

Yu Qinghan turned her head to face Zhao Huai face to face. Her Divine Insight was still vigilant of the surrounding demons, her face smiling lightly: “Since we’re already together, we should stay together forever.”

“Boom!”

At this time, the highest point in the sky was showing two beams of yellow light, turning the sky within hundreds of miles radius into a landscape of yellow clouds.

Zhao Huai then remembered that the battle between Ao Jiu and the two Demon Emperors was still ongoing.

The explosion of a fight between three great demon emperors triggered an extraterrestrial scene, changing the rules of this world.

The wild winds in the yellow sky were strong, clouds above constantly rotated to form a whirlpool. Vaguely, one could see a gigantic dragon shadow stirring swiftly in the sky.

Threads of purple lightning shot from the vault of the sky to the earth.

The explosive wave from the lightning could shatter a city, causing terrible destruction.

“Is the Flower Emperor dead?”

In the sky above, the Mother Snake saw the scattered green limbs on the ground, her beautiful eyes full of surprise.

The life force of the Flower Empress was extremely strong. Even she wouldn’t be able to kill the Flower Empress.

How did this human male manage to do it?

“It seems that the human race still has spare strength. The plan to form an army into Central State is not as easy as I thought.”

Hundred Eyes Demon Monarch’s chest, abdomen, arms, and face flickered with hundreds of colorful, glowing eyes. From a distance, it appeared like one hundred stars shining in the sky.”Someone is coming. Let’s avoid them for now.”

Mother Snake detected several evil auras approaching the border of the Western State from a distance, and she spoke with a serious look on her face.

While she did want to capture the entire Western State and launch a total attack on Central State, continuing the battle right now would undoubtedly allow others to reap the benefits of her efforts.

The black dragon in front of them was too powerful. Even with both of them taking action, they still couldn’t defeat it.

Retreating would be the wisest move.

“Go!”

Mother Snake wielded her bull skull with horns, issuing the order to retreat.

The remaining Demon Army of Anxi Prefecture began to retreat in a mighty torrent.

“Is that all you two are capable of?”

Ao Jiu in the sky laughed thunderously as he watched Mother Snake and the Hundred Eyes Demon Monarch retreat.

“Stinky wild dragon, don’t celebrate too soon. The downfall of this land is inevitable. You chose the wrong side, and you will be held accountable sooner or later!”

Mother Snake, her strange snake eyes icy cold, looked at Ao Jiu and said.

“Hahaha, regardless, I am the one who won now.”

“Unreasonable!”

Mother Snake ignored him and left straight away.

Ao Jiu had no intention of pursuing them either.

Though they were no match for him, killing two Demon Emperors of the same realm would be a bit challenging, especially as they wouldn’t fight to the death and could escape.

The snake and the small centipede were not weak in strength.

“Retreating?”

At the same time, Zhao Huai noticed that a lot of the Demon Race on the ground had gradually disappeared, burrowing into the ground and vanishing without trace.

The human cultivators who were still alive looked at the slowly retreating Demon Army with faces full of excitement.

“We’ve won!”

“We won!”

However, as soon as they saw the bodies of their fallen comrades, their joy quickly dissipated.

For them, this was undoubtedly a pyrrhic victory.

“Something’s up.”

Watching the direction where the Demon Race was retreating, Yu Qinghan didn’t show any signs of joy. Instead, she squinted her eyes, feeling that something wasn’t right.

“It’s certainly a good thing that the Demon Race is retreating. However, with the Heavenly Earth Altar still present, this is certainly an unfinished battle.”

Zhao Huai sighed.

Yu Qinghan slowly nodded, “After this big battle, the Primitive World failed to capture the entirety of Western State and wipe out all human cultivators. Instead, they lost a massive army of tens of thousands. The behind-the-scenes existence must be very angry. In the days to come, I’m afraid that a crazed retaliation will be launched.”

“Aside from the Primitive World, the major powerhouses from the Netherworld Battlefield in the north and the Devil Sect and Immortal Sect are still garrisoned. Even though we’ve achieved a victory, we must not let our guards down.”

“Perhaps, the only way to save this world from ruin is to find a way to the Upper Realm.”

Zhao Huai felt a heavy burden on his shoulders and couldn’t afford to be negligent. With just their forces, it would be exceedingly difficult to resist the attacks of the worlds.

He didn’t believe that among the gods who ascended from the Immortal World, none of them were still alive.

Perhaps, they still hadn’t learned what the Immortal World was facing.

And if they could establish contact with the Ascension Realm…

As Zhao thought of this, he remembered the scenes he saw in the Wordless Stone Stele.

The only way to get to the Ascension Realm was to go up along the Luo River in the sky.

Why couldn’t this method be used to announce it to the worlds?

As Yu Qinghan and Zhao Huai were conversing, a courteous voice came from miles away:

“It seems that this palace has come too late, the Demon Army has retreated so soon?”

In the sky, a spiritual ship suspended between Heaven and Earth amid the drifting bloody mist.

On the deck of the ship were numerous bizarre creatures. They were all strange because they all had long red hair, their eyes were blood red and they didn’t look like humans.

A handsome young man in a blood-red python robe stood at the forefront of the spiritual ship. His skin was pale to the extreme, so pale it could be described as ghastly, totally devoid of any blood color.

A coiling dragon jade crown held his long red hair, and there was no stray hair on his forehead. The man was impeccably groomed and radiated an aura of noble elegance.

The blood-red python-robed youth was surrounded by a black-robed, thin old man, a voluptuous and gorgeous woman, and an ugly man.

The big man had a pair of black flesh wings on his back, his face was deathly pale, horrifying like a fierce ghost. His two fangs were exposed, his hair was burning with green flame, which was several meters high, like a burning candle, and he held a trident in his hand.

“The Bloody Devil Clan from the Netherworld?”

Zhao Huai only recognized the identity of the youth in the blood-red python robe, while the others were unknown.

Zhou Ping and Dongfang Xuan recognized them at a glance, though.

Zhou Ping spoke with a serious look in his eyes, “Your Highness, the Bloody Devils, the Ghost Race, the Shura Clan, and the Yaksha Clan have all arrived here. It seems that the Netherworld has begun its campaign into Central State and this doesn’t bode well for the Northern State Battlefield.”

“Are you the Crown Prince of Yan Country?”

The youth in the blood-red python robe looked at Zhao Huai with interest and said with a smile.

In the Netherworld, the Bloody Devil clan had a high status among the various demons. The clan was ruled by the Blood Ancestor, the territory was divided into ten parts, each with ten princes appointed by the clan to garrison.

This person was the prince’s son from the Bloody Devil Clan, Di Yuan.

“The human race actually has so many strong cultivators. It seems we really can’t attack rashly.” Said the thin, black-robed old man as he glanced at Abbot Lingyin hiding among the crowd, icy coldness in his eyes.

The old man was a Ghost King from the netherworld who had crossed numerous ghost calamities and his strength was comparable to the Metamorphosis Stage.

“What a lively scene.”

While everyone was still watching the arrival of various powerhouses from the Netherworld, a team of heavily armored knights with round shields came galloping from the distance.

A lion-headed elephant, carrying a sedan, entered Anxi Prefecture.

The voice originated from inside the sedan.

Upon hearing the voice, Zhao Huai knew it was Yin Nanyu who had arrived.

The army of Diluo Country indeed arrived late.