Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 611-621: Who exactly is it?
"Hang in there a little longer... just a little longer..."

Zhong Kui gritted his teeth, his face covered in filth and blood, holding the Shadow Sword, and stood in front of a skeleton.

Behind him was a ghost messenger who was familiar with him.

The underworld official fought the corpse before him for a long time, suffering severe injuries, with half of his body torn apart.

Despite being a spirit without a physical body, Jionghai's attacks didn't care about such things; even if it was just a spirit, it could still inflict corresponding damage.

Therefore, the Yin soldiers did not have any more advantages than the Northern Underworld Army when dealing with the corpses.

In the course of a protracted war, both people and spirits will be consumed.

On the other hand, the corpses kept coming in endlessly; as soon as one batch died, another would follow, seemingly without end.

When an army's physical strength weakens, its will weakens, and the cohesion of its forces also diminishes.

When faced with the oncoming wreckage at this moment, the opponent will find an opening, and the gap will then widen.

Moreover, not all of the wreckage consists of low-level wreckage; some, such as the Wuchi or flying wreckage, pose a significant threat to ground-based armies.

"You're no match for it; we need to bring in someone else."

The underworld official tried to push aside Zhong Kui, who was blocking his way, and stood up despite his serious injuries.

"At this point, what's the point of distinguishing between others? Who can escape on this battlefield?"

Zhong Kui leaped into the air, his Shadow Sword tracing a semicircle in mid-air. The sharp sword light pierced Jionghai's skin, leaving a huge wound on his body.

However, the wound healed completely in no time thanks to the terrifying regenerative abilities of the skeleton, leaving no trace of the injury.

“Each of these skeletons is equivalent to our Divine Realm experts. It would be extremely difficult for you to kill them alone right now.”

The underworld messenger, holding a huge scythe shaped like a crescent moon, stood before Zhong Kui.

He possessed the strength of a demon, but due to fighting for too long, his power was nearly exhausted, and he could no longer use many of his abilities.

"Although many of these remains were destroyed by the Xuan Tian Grand Formation, due to their sheer number, quite a few still managed to escape. In addition, the battle at the upper levels is in a slump, which is putting increasing pressure on us."

The underworld official looked up and saw colorful divine power scattering above, like fireworks in broad daylight, or magnificent flowers blooming in the clouds.

"I don't know how the battle is going up there, I think we just need to take care of ourselves."

Zhong Kui thrust his sword forward, his movements agile as he darted around the corpse, managing to dodge each attack just as the enemy's claws were about to strike him.

However, after finishing in one breath, his speed noticeably slowed down, and he barely managed to dodge the attack before leaving a wound on Jionghai's body.

The long-haired underworld official also took a deep breath, and the giant scythe spun in his hand. Under the influence of the Xuan Tian Grand Array and the upper-level mortal god domain, a faint flow of divine power appeared on the scythe blade.

He quickly stepped forward and, together with Zhong Kui, beheaded the corpse before them.

However, before they could catch their breath, another skeleton charged towards them.

An hour later.

Zhong Kui stood atop a mountain of countless corpses, gazing at the still boundless black tide of bones, a feeling of despair welling up within him.

By now, his hands were trembling uncontrollably. The blade of the Shadow Blade was covered with tiny nicks, and the originally black blade was stained dark red with the filthy blood of the corpse, emitting a pungent, fishy stench.

His tiger's mouth had already been shattered, and fresh blood dripped down the hilt of the sword onto the mountain of corpses, mingling with the cold blood.

Zhong Kui looked around and saw countless corpses dead, taking many of his companions with them.

The battle on the upper levels continues, and the battle on the lower levels continues as well. But having held on until now, looking at the endless stream of corpses, the feeling of powerlessness makes one want to give up.

Not far away, Li Ping'an leaned against a broken stone pillar, his body shrank, and a constant stream of yin energy emanated from him, supporting his swaying body.

Just then, an exceptionally large skeleton broke through the defense line, brandishing its enormous claws, and came before Zhong Kui.

Zhong Kui tried to raise his hand, but he couldn't move even a finger and could only watch helplessly as the giant claw fell.

"call out……"

Suddenly, an arc of light shot through the air with a sharp whistle, striking Jionghai's eyes with pinpoint accuracy.

At the same time, a series of huge, booming cannon shots rang out, drawing a brilliant arc in the sky before finally landing in the wreckage tide.

A strong gust of wind suddenly ripped open a corner of the cloud curtain, and several huge flying boats carrying many people rushed into the Valley of Two Realms.

The airship unleashed a barrage of cannon fire, carrying the divine power of incense offerings unique to mortal gods, relentlessly blasting through the wreckage.

At the bow of the flying boat, Yang Guang, dressed in a dragon robe, stood proudly, his body radiating a purple aura like the Yellow River, flowing endlessly.

In his hand, he held an imperial seal.

The Imperial Seal radiated boundless brilliance, and golden energy emanated, forming a five-clawed golden dragon that let out a deafening roar.

Judging from the aura he exuded, he was in no way weaker than any of the mortal masters present.

"Looks like we're not too late."

Yang Guang swept his cold gaze over the seventy-two demon gods, his tone filled with terrifying killing intent.

Behind him stood a row of immortals, gods, and mortals from all dynasties, their bodies brimming with divine power, clearly ready for a fierce battle.

Ah Xiang glanced around the Valley of Two Realms, but didn't find the person she wanted to see, and her eyes showed a slight look of doubt.

"Why isn't he here? Where did he go?"

Then, her expression returned to normal, and drops of viscous, dark lightning dripped from her fingertips.

She intentionally expanded her domain, hoping to trigger celestial changes and unleash a bolt of dark lightning to kill Jionghai.

However, to her surprise, she found it extremely difficult to extend her divine power, because there were too many mortal gods in the Two Realms Valley at this time, and she, a mere immortal, was nothing special here.

Huo Jun looked down and waved his hand. Several immortals like him used their divine power to drive flying boats to bring soldiers from various dynasties to the army formation below.

As Huo Jun passed by the corpses, his expression gradually turned grim.

Throughout the Valley of Two Realms, corpses piled up like mountains—the remains of the Northern Underworld Army, the ghost soldiers, and the mortal gods…

Here, the distance between humans and gods seems to be infinitely shortened; you are not immune to death just because you are a god or a celestial being.

It was so brutal that even Huo Jun, who had experienced countless battles, couldn't help but frown.

"All troops, listen to my command! Attack!"

At Huo Jun's command, the armies of all dynasties surged toward the entrance to the Divine Abyss Gate like a tidal wave.

Throughout history, both mortal and immortal deities have consciously joined the battle against the gods behind the gate. "They are..."

As Zhong Kui watched this scene, his initial despair was instantly replaced by excitement.

Li Ping'an struggled to stand up straight, watching the explosive flames pouring down from the flying boat. When the projectiles, imbued with the divine power of incense, exploded, they tore open pieces of emptiness in the wreckage, and even the corrosive smell in the air seemed to fade a bit.

"This is... the incense of humanity! When the will of the human race unites, even without gods, it can gather the power to change the world."

As the Fox Spirit God gazed at the new forces surging into the Valley of Two Realms, he couldn't help but sigh.

The addition of armies from different dynasties may not change the final outcome of the battle in the Two Realms Valley, but the presence of the opposing side gives people a glimmer of hope.

Although the hope was slim, it allowed them to persevere for a while longer.

The Fox Spirit looked in the direction of the Gate of the Divine Abyss, silently praying for Lin Beixuan.

She knew that the future of the secular world did not lie with them at this moment, but with that person.

Moreover, the difficulties and dangers that person is currently experiencing are definitely more severe than theirs.

Suddenly, the space trembled slightly, and the entrance to the Two Realms Mountain changed once again.

A colossal divine mountain broke through the restrictions of the Two Realms Mountain and suddenly appeared in the valley.

This scene left everyone stunned once again.

Yang Guang frowned as he gazed at the huge azure flag atop the sacred mountain.

"I didn't expect the barbarians from the northern frontier to have arrived as well!"

The Northern Frontier Desolate God hovered above the sacred mountain, watching the mortal lords join forces to fight the End Demon God. The ancient totem tattoos covering his exposed arms suddenly emitted divine light, merging with the aura of the entire sacred mountain, and slammed down fiercely on the End Demon God.

"It stinks horribly!"

The ancient face of the Northern Frontier Desolate God was etched with disdain. His body continued to swell and grow larger, taller than a mountain, with his head piercing the clouds and his shoulders and arms resembling a continuous mountain range.

Upon seeing this, Shenhou shouted, "Old man Huang, did you ask your grandfather for permission before you came uninvited?"

The Desolate God snorted coldly and said expressionlessly, "Why do I need your permission to do anything in my life? If you keep making noise, after this matter, I will suppress you in the Northern Frontier for a hundred years."

"Haha... Well, you better not die easily, or you won't be able to fulfill this wish."

The Demon God of the End sneered: "Still have time to reminisce? No matter how many helpers you have brought today, they can't stop me."

"Hmph, we'll have to try and see." The voice of the Desolate God resounded like a great bell throughout the Valley of Two Realms.

The barbarian warriors behind him roared simultaneously, their weapons gleaming with a fierce light belonging to the wilderness.

Flags fluttered on the sacred mountain, embroidered with a ferocious wolf and eagle, the totems of the northern barbarian tribes.

As the banners waved, countless barbarian warriors clad in beast armor leaped down from the sacred mountain and joined the battle between the two worlds.

Unlike soldiers of previous dynasties who maintained a strict formation, they possessed an innate fighting instinct. With the blessing of the Northern Frontier God, they cleaved the skeleton into pieces with the swing of their bone knives.

Yang Guang glanced at Huang Shen, a cold smile appearing on his lips: "This guy isn't someone who understands everything; he's quite sensible."

With the addition of dynasties and barbarian tribes to the battle, the balance of power in the Two Realms Valley, which had been gradually shifting towards a disadvantage, began to shift slightly.

Despite the sheer number of remains, they were ultimately unable to break through the defenses and enter the mortal world due to the combined power of the entire land.

However, the decision to win this war ultimately rests with the upper echelons of the conflict.

The God of Fear was surrounded by a flock of crows, like a black storm. Each of these crows was no ordinary crow; they were able to break through the many constraints of the laws and even feed on the divine power of the mortal ruler.

Moreover, the mortal divine power devoured by the black crow will be returned to the God of Fear in the same proportion, which is equivalent to having an infinite mana bar.

The extreme cold of the Moon Goddess's aura struggled to carve a path through the storm of crows, and the silvery moonlight, like a frozen river, cleaved the body of the God of Fear.

However, after being cut open, the body of the Fear Demon will be restored in an instant, and all it loses is a black raven.

These black crows not only spread fear, but also replenish its divine power and protect it from harm.

Facing a demon god who could infinitely regenerate mana and health, Guanghan Immortal Lord and the others had a very difficult time.

Moreover, as the effects of the Xuan Tian Grand Array gradually weaken, the remaining middle and lower pillar demon gods will soon be freed.

When the time passed, even the Great God of Mundane Affairs and Yang Guang's group were powerless to resist the enemy.

Moreover, only two of the four supreme demon gods have appeared, and the Demon God of Chaos and the Primordial Demon God have not yet appeared.

If we wait for these two factors to appear, the battle situation may instantly become one-sided.

Upon realizing this, the Moon Immortal Lord felt a growing urgency and turned his gaze toward the Gate of the Divine Abyss.

How is he doing?

Just as the battle was at its most intense, the Demon God of the End and the Demon God of Fear suddenly stopped fighting, turned their heads sharply, and stared intently at the Gate of the Divine Abyss.

The remaining pillar demons did the same, turning around with shock in their eyes, as if something they couldn't understand had happened.

The Flame Demon God spewed thick black smoke from his mouth, exclaiming in disbelief, "The Chaotic Heart Demon God... is dead!"

The Eclipse God's eyes flashed with anger: "A vile reptile has entered our world."

"How exactly did he get in? The Gate of Rules has clearly been suppressed and controlled by the Lord of the Origin, so it's impossible for anyone to enter our world from the opposite direction through the gate."

"Unless, he evaded our eyes and entered through the Gate of the Divine Abyss, but how is that possible?"

Compared to the shock of the other pillar demons, the End Demon and the Fear Demon felt intense anger and worry.

The four upper pillars of demon gods are formed through constant battles. Lower-ranking demon gods can initiate bloody battles to exchange positions with upper-ranking demon gods, thereby constantly changing the ranking of the pillars through these battles.

Hundreds of years ago, when the world behind the gate attacked the mortal world, half of the seventy-two demon gods were destroyed by the Lord of the Underworld and the mortal lords such as Chenlong. Even two of the four upper demon gods were killed.

After the incident, the ranking of the seventy-two pillars sparked a bloody battle. Wu Chi challenged the demon gods, and the demon gods challenged the demon gods. Over the centuries, although the overall strength of the seventy-two pillar demon gods is not as good as it used to be, the strength of the top four pillar demon gods has never declined.

The Chaotic Heart Demon God is a demon god who gained the recognition of the other demon gods through countless battles and possesses the strength of the Upper Four Pillars.

However, just now, in the connection between these demon gods, the demon power of the Chaotic Heart Demon God completely disappeared.

This matter is undoubtedly more important than their invasion of the secular world.

Because the four upper pillar demon gods are related to the source of the imbalance in the Abyss Realm, and the fact that even the Chaotic Heart Demon God could be killed shows that that guy already has the power to change the imbalance in the Abyss Realm.

(End of this chapter)