Lian moved with agility and speed, delivering precise and powerful strikes against the approaching demons. With each impact of his fist, dozens and dozens of creatures fell, unable to resist his overwhelming strength. It was an incessant battle where he positioned himself at the front line, determined to eliminate as many demons as possible. Still, he had to eliminate as many of them as he could without wasting too much Qi, as a terrifying demon could be lurking.
Suddenly, his sharp senses caught the approach of a powerful presence. Most of the demons possessed power equivalent to a cultivator in the early stages of the Meridian Transformation Realm. While they didn't pose a significant threat individually, they were led by demonic generals of great power. Their eyes gleamed with malevolent fire, radiating an aura of unparalleled power.
With a stature surpassing that of any human being, the demonic general displayed overwhelming strength. Their robust limbs carried demonic energy, ready to be unleashed in devastating attacks. Their power was in the Core Formation Realm. Unlike the Dark Elves, these demonic generals fully mastered their own power. They cultivated through countless battles and bloodshed, transcending limits and reaching a formidable level of power.
Lian brandished his spear, its runes shining intensely, charged with power. With a devastating blow, the spear pierced the demon's body, but the opponent suffered only minor injuries. The demon took a few steps back, momentarily shaken. However, Lian's spear didn't fare as well. In the instant following the impact, the weapon shattered completely, revealing its fragility in the face of the demon's resistance. Despite the divine inscriptions adorning the spear, the common material it was made of proved inadequate to face powerful opponents. He nurtured the desire to forge a truly powerful weapon in the future. For this fight, Lian had to test a new idea he had recently conceived.
On the other side of the battle, a large group of hundreds of people advanced slowly. Aware that a massacre was inevitable in a fight of such scale, Lian organized a formation among them, seeking to increase their chances of survival. Riria and Edea, filled with determination, channeled their Qi to the extreme, gracefully floating at the center of the group. Their hair fluttered in the wind, creating an aura of mystery and power around them.
The young cultivators radiated a divine presence as if they were goddesses who had descended to Earth. Their bodies were enveloped in pure and natural energy, intertwined with a dense violet glow, indicating their deep connection to the elements and spiritual strength. While their hands remained bound, a symbolic bond was formed, uniting their forces in perfect harmony.
To the right and left of the cultivators, an imposing wooden wall rose majestically towards the sky as they advanced on their journey. The demons, consumed by hatred and fury, relentlessly charged against the wall, seeking to bring it down at any cost. As the demons' claws collided with the wooden barrier, mysterious violet runes ignited, shining brightly as if absorbing part of the damage.
In an instant, these runes attached themselves to the bodies of the demons, turning their demonic Qi into chaos, making it difficult to use, and drastically reducing their power. A strategic funnel was created, channeling the demons' advance into only two directions. This formation allowed the cultivators to avoid being surrounded and massacred by the sea of enemies. Although the numerical disadvantage was overwhelming, the cultivators fought with determination, aware that they were engaged in a battle of attrition.
Although the funnel formation limited the number of demons that could attack at the same time, there was still a constant flow of enemies trying to break through the cultivators' defenses. As time passed, the cultivators' Qi was gradually depleted as they tirelessly pushed forward. The pressure was constant until a powerful burst of energy shook the wooden wall.
It was a demonic general, one of the few who stood out among the thousands of demons they faced. His mere presence on the battlefield instilled fear and despair in the hearts of the cultivators. Although Lian had drawn the attention of most of the demonic generals, it was inevitable that some would turn their attention toward them.
Despite the powerful blow delivered by the demonic general, the wooden wall stood firm. Hundreds of violet runes were extinguished in the process, and Riria and Edea spat out blood, but they reinforced the wall again without fear or doubt. As the demonic general prepared to unleash another devastating blow, a sudden sense of weight enveloped his body.
His movements became slow and clumsy while an overwhelming pressure surrounded him. His demonic Qi seemed to be trapped, refusing to flow freely through his meridians. A sense of terror and desperation consumed the demonic general. His instincts frantically warned him of the imminent proximity of death. The frenzy generated by his powerful demonic Qi was extinguished by a single desire: to survive.
Desperately, the demonic general tried to move, but his legs seemed rooted to the ground. The paralysis extended not only to his meridians but also to his spirit as if it had been sealed. In a moment of realization, his gaze diverted downward. His head was severed, and his colossal body collapsed with a deafening crash onto the battlefield. No one could see or sense how this demon met his end.
Upon witnessing Lian in action, Wei had a profound revelation about the true power of an assassin. Her dao heart was then born with a nature inclined towards it. Her purpose was to become Lian's blade, the sharp instrument he used to eliminate his enemies with precision and efficiency. Wei's own dao heart possessed a specialized and uncommon nature, allowing her to attack a target invisibly and undetectably.
This unique ability allowed Wei to silently seal the Qi in the meridians of a powerful cultivator for a brief moment, shaking their spirit and instilling deep fear. Wei didn't need physical contact with the target, but the Qi cost was extremely high. However, it was perfect for her to kill any target designated by Lian. She was completely invisible, focused on killing any general who approached.
Soul cultivators had extremely fragile bodies, so they summoned various demonic beasts to assist them in battle. However, their combat abilities were limited. Many demons managed to advance and kill several cultivators in short intervals of time. Rumi played a crucial role in constantly healing and restoring the injured, preventing the death toll from being five times higher. Saya, covered in blood and wounds, bravely faced the enemies with her powerful claws. Rumi kept her close, launching poisoned darts to help her retreat in moments of imminent danger.
When large groups of demons managed to advance, a celestial wind blade swept widely through the area, claiming lives without resistance. Shiho fought tirelessly, but it was impossible to cover all the flaws of the soul cultivators. It was then that she could witness the immense disparity that Lian's training had caused in their lives. The Enchant clan cultivators were like hothouse flowers amidst that battle, with 90% of the combat power exclusively coming from the group trained by Lian, and none of them had suffered serious injuries.
Thunderous sounds echoed ahead as Lian fought, surrounded by 13 Demon generals. Five bodies of other Demon generals lay near the battlefield, witnesses to the fierce battle taking place. The area where they fought was completely devastated. Lian controlled multiple flying blades that shimmered and cut through the demons' powerful defense. However, the inflicted damage was still superficial. Lian conducted several tests, constantly adjusting the Qi of these blades.
After several attempts, some ideas had proven successful. It was then that a moment of enlightenment arose amidst the intense battle. He then attacked with the flying blades, causing them to explode and push back all the generals. With a deep roar, Lian used the Shiny Blade technique once again, creating an ethereal and luminous saber. He frantically accumulated his Qi in the saber, causing the space around him to shatter under that immense power.
As the saber began to crack, powerful earthly runes, as potent as the laws of the celestial dao, joined the saber in an enigmatic and divine formation. Gradually, the saber solidified, acquiring an almost completely physical form. The cracks ceased to appear, and with a smile of success, Lian continued to accumulate more and more Qi. He lost 30% of his Qi until the weight of that saber became so immense that he wouldn't be able to hold it if he continued channeling more power into it.
With a smooth motion of the saber, Lian caused the earth beneath his feet to crack into various spiderweb-like patterns. The power of the saber was so immense that its mere movement could create fissures in the ground, revealing its tremendous strength. With a simple and precise cut, the world seemed to lose its colors as a great wave of destruction swept through a colossal area. All the generals and common demons in a wide range of hundreds of meters were pulverized into a bloody mist, dissipating into the air. The overwhelming power of Lian's strike was so intense that it left behind only traces of destruction and unsettling silence.