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第三千八百一十七章 三界大乱

The ancient demons, though also combative, paled in comparison to these celestial fiends.

Back then, when the three realms' powerful beings united, they only managed to establish the ancient seal.

Before that, countless lives were lost and the painful memories gradually faded with time. However, as one of the Nine True Demons, Painted Demon was an eyewitness to the great battle from long ago. His memory was etched deeply into his soul.

Now, circumstances had changed, and the seal was breached. Could this mean that the calamity of old would be repeated in the Holy Realm?

Painted Demon's face was dark with anger, and a terrifying aura emanated from him. With a flourish of his brush, countless weapons appeared instantly—bows and arrows, long swords, and great axes.

Despite their many peculiar abilities, these celestial fiends were helpless against true demon progenitors. Soon, dozens fell to the ground.

"Great Painted Demon! Glory!"

"Ridiculous pests dare to wreak havoc in the Holy Realm; they know nothing of death."

The ancient demons present rejoiced as their morale soared, and they fought back with renewed vigor. The tide turned quickly from defeat to victory.

Although not on par with the celestial fiends, at least they were no longer defenseless.

Relieved, Painted Demon drew several divine swords with his brush, but suddenly, an anomaly occurred.

A loud boom echoed in the air, and a blood-red vortex in the sky began to emit electric sparks. The vortex seemed torn apart by some unseen force, expanding tenfold from its original size.

Infernal energy surged out of the depths, creating an overwhelming aura.

"Aaah!"

The roar of a tiger filled the air, but it was unlike any ordinary tiger; the sheer power in that voice was incomparable.

A gray-white giant claw emerged from the vortex, resembling a tiger's claws. However, it was much larger and grayish-white.

Painted Demon's face darkened further as he drew several divine swords with his brush, their presence becoming tangible. The pressure they emitted was akin to that of innate treasures. With a loud crack, one of them sliced through the monster.

True demon progenitors truly possessed unique abilities.

Such grade of treasure could be conjured out of thin air.

Around him, ancient demons showed admiration. However, what followed left their eyes wide with shock.

The giant claw easily caught and shattered several divine swords.

"Ah!"

Gasps filled the air as the creature's head emerged from the vortex, followed by its entire body extending outward.

Indeed, it was a tiger but with exposed fangs that were disproportionately large.

Its length stretched for miles, though not entirely invisible. The massive creature was not made of flesh and blood; instead, it was formed by strange demonic energy.

Mist Tiger!

Painted Demon's expression turned ashen. Among the many celestial fiends, only a few were truly troublesome, and this Mist Tiger was one of them.

"Void!"

A mocking laughter echoed in his ears: "Great Painted Demon, I spared you last time; now that you dare to obstruct my path again, you shall be sacrificed."

Before he could finish speaking, the demonic energy within a hundred miles surged, forming an enormous battle axe that descended upon him with great force.

This scene was not unique. Similar events were unfolding across the demon realm.

On a vast lake in the icy plains,

A group of demons fought fiercely against celestial fiends and ancient demons. At the center of the battlefield, a robed old man stood opposite a woman with an eerie appearance.

In another distant valley, a similar scene played out. This time, a couple of handsome demon warriors faced off against a six-armed opponent.

While the demon realm was vast, not every place had顶级强者 (top-grade cultivators) stationed there. Many demon cities lacked such grand treatment; despite numerous ordinary ancient demons gathering, they could not compare to these terrifying celestial fiends.

Within just a few hours, the demon realm was in chaos. Countless ancient demons fell victim to the first wave of attacks.

Suddenly, millions of years later, the celestial fiends returned to this land, and it wasn't just the ancient demon realm that suffered.

In the spirit realm, the underworld, the situation mirrored that of the demon realm. Bloodshed and carnage were everywhere; even cultivators, demons, and ghostly beings could not escape.

In the demon realm,

On the vast icy plains stood a magnificent palace.

Furious over the fall of the treasure snake, Ice Spirit ordered her subordinates to prepare the array. She intended to personally venture into the spirit realm.

Even if it meant estranging herself from Li Yutong, she was determined to eliminate Lin Xuan here.

She had already instructed her subordinates to prepare for a dimensional rift.

But just as she spoke, a loud boom echoed in her ears. The door of her seclusion room was violently smashed open.

Ice Spirit's anger flared; who dared such disrespect? But when she looked up, shock registered on her face.

"Wutanchan, it's you! How did you end up like this?"

Standing before Ice Spirit was a double-headed demon with half its body severed, appearing utterly disheveled.

Yet, Ice Spirit felt an inexplicable familiarity. This man was one of Painted Demon’s two major subordinates.

As true demon progenitors, Painted Demon immersed himself in painting and calligraphy, maintaining no deep enmity or conflict with Ice Spirit.

"Great Ice Spirit, the ancient seal has been broken, and celestial fiends have returned to the Holy Realm. Great Painted Demon perished in a fierce battle. I fought my way out; please, may you..."

Before he could finish, blood gushed from his mouth as his yuanqi (true spirit) was nearly depleted.

"What!"

Ice Spirit stood up abruptly, her expression dark with shock. Even though she had long mastered composure, this news was too shocking.

The return of celestial fiends and the fall of a true demon progenitor meant something grave.

Could the chaos that began millions of years ago be about to repeat in the three realms?

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