Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 726 - 730: The Human Race is Coming to Rescue_1

In everyone's eyes, Lv Bu was like an unparalleled Ghost Emperor, overseeing his territory, with billions of ghosts as his subjects. With every step Lv Bu took forward, the ghosts would step back.

"This..."

'Oblivion Demon's' mouth fell agape; he was utterly stunned.

What is happening? Why are the ghosts afraid of Lv Bu?

"Kill them for me!"

'Oblivion Demon' grew somewhat panicked. He desperately tried to activate the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner but found that no matter how hard he tried, not a single ghost would obey his command.

In truth, he had no way of knowing that Lv Bu had acquired the Ghost God Inheritance, enabling him to mimic the aura of the Lord of Myriad Ghosts. Although the ghosts in the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner had lost their sanity, they were still fundamentally ghosts.

Being ghosts, they dared not harbor any rebellious thoughts towards Lv Bu, unless their cultivation far surpassed his.

"SLASH!"

With no ghosts to obstruct him, Lv Bu quickly reached 'Oblivion Demon'. His presence was godlike as he raised his Sky Piercer high and brought it down with immense force.

Streaks of blood-black light erupted, infinitely sharp, as if it were the world's most formidable Divine Weapon, capable of annihilating all matter.

"No!"

Without his bone staff and the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, 'Oblivion Demon' was merely an ordinary peak Taiyi Earth Immortal martial artist. How could he possibly withstand Lv Bu's attack?

With a shrill scream, 'Oblivion Demon's' demonic body was cleaved in two.

Demonic blood splattered, dyeing the Starfield crimson.

"ROAR!"

"SOB SOB~"

After 'Oblivion Demon' perished, the ghost spirits he controlled and the souls within the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner gradually regained their senses. They cast grateful gazes at Lv Bu before entering Reincarnation.

High above in the Starfield, Lv Bu surveyed his surroundings, a disdainful smile on his lips, then turned and entered the Great Wall.

Numerous powerhouses hidden in the shadows observed the Nine Provinces Realm, now garrisoned by four monstrously talented geniuses. Their brows were furrowed, their expressions a mixture of apprehension, admiration, and chilling murderous intent...

"What do we do now?" a demon lord transmitted his voice after a moment of silence.

"The Qin Heavenly Court must be eradicated!" the Clan Leader of the Wanwu Clan, also one of the overlords of the Fourth Heaven, replied instantly without hesitation.

His colossal body coiled upon a meteorite, his gaze fixed malevolently on the Nine Provinces Realm, brimming with killing intent.

Upon hearing these words, the vast majority of the powerhouses nodded in agreement.

The threat posed by the Qin Heavenly Court was simply too great!

Even some factions that held no animosity towards the Human Race felt the same.

One must not forget, this was a minor world. If the Qin Heavenly Court were to rise, it would inevitably shatter the existing order and encroach upon their interests.

"The Qin Heavenly Court has four monstrous geniuses. In a one-on-one confrontation, even I, the Clan Leader, could not guarantee victory!" the formidable Clan Leader of the Ice Wing Clan mused. "For now, our best course of action is to join forces and suppress these prodigies of the Qin Heavenly Court!"

He stepped out from the darkness and continued, "What say you all?"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed..."

A series of thunderous assents echoed.

Powerhouse after powerhouse emerged, at least six thousand of them, their bodies radiating a dazzling brilliance that outshone the sun, causing the stars to lose their luster and grow dim.

On the Great Wall, Zhao Yun, Lv Bu, Li Yuanba, and Luo Yi gripped their weapons tightly. Divine light blazed from their foreheads as they channeled their immortal energy to its peak, preparing for a battle to the death.

Battle, battle, battle, battle!

As long as they drew breath, these celestial beings and demons filling the sky would not take a single step into the Nine Provinces Realm.

"Can they withstand the combined assault of thousands of Taiyi Earth Immortals?"

Within the Nine Provinces Realm, in a mysterious Void, 'Universal Heaven' wore a grave expression. Endless Daoist power swirled around him, and his once-stooped figure now stood tall and straight.

If necessary, he too would intervene.

If the Qin Heavenly Court fell, he, as the 'Heaven' canonized by them, would undoubtedly perish.

「Inside the Universal Heaven Observatory.」

Yuan Tiangang sat cross-legged, his fingers forming intricate seals, cold sweat beading on his forehead as he poured all his effort into divining the fate of the Qin Heavenly Court.

Above him, a miniature cosmos manifested, with countless stars rotating in precise patterns, forming profound hexagrams that hinted at unknowable mysteries.

"An omen of rebirth from nirvana!"

"A sign of the hidden dragon ascending to the heavens!"

"The future... is unfathomable!"

Suddenly, a violent backlash of power erupted. Yuan Tiangang's Daoist robe billowed, and his hair flew wildly. His face turned deathly pale, and he tilted his head back, spurting a mouthful of blood.

The scalding blood splattered across the hexagrams.

The stars within the divination turned a ghastly, bewitching crimson, the color of blood.

Yuan Tiangang, collapsed on the meditation cushion, gazed at the crimson hexagrams. A bitter smile touched his lips; there was joy in it, but far more helplessness.

"KILL!"

In the frenzied Starfield, the Ice Wing Clan Leader issued a cold command.

Six thousand terrifying, supreme auras erupted, rocketing towards the sky. They interwove, forming a deadly killing formation that sealed off Heaven and Earth, swept across the four poles, and shook the eight wildernesses.

The Starfield trembled, and several stars near the borders of the Nine Provinces Realm were violently flung from their paths.

Further away, vast swathes of meteorite fields shattered.

Just as the cataclysmic battle was about to erupt, another unexpected event transpired. Above the Nine Provinces Realm, the Starfield began to ripple, distorted by an irresistible, supreme force.

"Hmph, do you take my Human Race for defenseless?"

Hundreds of Star Gates materialized, and from them, human powerhouses descended. Numbering over three thousand, they wielded diverse weaponry, stationing themselves protectively along the borders of the Nine Provinces Realm.

Among them were patriarchs of ancient sects, sovereigns of prosperous dynasties, experts from powerful clans, and wandering rogue cultivators...

But they all shared one common identity: Human!

Even if they had never met before, a powerful sense of kinship surged between them upon sight.

"Song Yinglong, you dare obstruct me?"

"The destruction of the Qin Heavenly Court is a 'Kill Order' issued by the Crystal Clan! Do you intend to make an enemy of the Crystal Clan?" the Ice Wing Clan Leader roared fiercely, his pupils contracting violently as he flapped his wings.

"The Crystal Clan? They have no dominion over the Human Race!" Song Yinglong retorted. "The Qin Heavenly Court is one of the Human Race's factions, under the protection of the Ancestor Hall. What standing does a mere Crystal Clan have to interfere?"

Song Yinglong was a middle-aged man clad in a purple robe, with a robust physique and ordinary features. In a crowd, he would be utterly unremarkable.

Yet, no one present dared to underestimate him.

For he was one of the Human Race's paramount powerhouses in the Minor Thousand World. His cultivation had long reached the peak of the Taiyi Earth Immortal realm, and he was capable of breaking through to become a Golden Immortal and ascending to the Middle Thousand Worlds at any moment.

Three thousand years ago, ten peak Taiyi Earth Immortal powerhouses of the All Clans had laid an ambush, intending to assassinate Song Yinglong.

The result? Song Yinglong had slain them all, emerging completely unscathed.

From that day forth, the All Clans had regarded him as a formidable enemy.

"Fellow Daoists," Song Yinglong continued, his voice resonant, "this is a dispute between the Human Race and the All Clans. Those of you who are not affiliated with the All Clans, I urge you to depart swiftly. Otherwise, you will be making an enemy of the Human Race!"

Then, Song Yinglong took a single step forward. A terrifying aura exploded from him, roiling the Heavenly Universe, and actually blasting a hole through the combined momentum of the six thousand opposing powerhouses.

Upon hearing this, many powerhouses not belonging to the All Clans visibly paled. They dared not offend the Human Race and, with hearts full of resignation, reluctantly departed from this place of conflict.

The Human Race, even under the constant suppression of the All Clans and often finding themselves at a disadvantage, was, after all, one of the supreme overlords of the Nine Heavens.

In the Sky-Breaking Era, they were the fearsome race that had torn apart 'Heaven' itself on multiple occasions.

Soon, only a little over three thousand powerhouses from the All Clans remained in the Red Dragon Starfield, along with more than a thousand demons hoping to capitalize on the chaos.

This turn of events caused the Ice Wing Clan Leader's expression to become exceedingly grim.

To go? Or to stay?