Desolate Era: The Ultimate Rogue Cultivator Who Hides Among the Heavens!

Chapter 105 The Great Battle Between Immortals and Demons: Show Your Face and Be Instantly Killed!

Hu Hu Hu.

The dust and flying debris were instantly cleaned up by immense magical power.

After Han Feiyu released Han Xiaofei, he also participated in the sanitation cleanup. The eerie Han Xiaofei, along with Qiu Huo, a zombie, and a monster, watched Han Feiyu and the others bustling around, while the two of them leisurely basked in the sun.

One room after another was cleaned by the group of people.

When it was almost time, Han Feiyu went outside and first set up a powerful formation, and then began to open up the underground cave.

Alchemy room, weapon forging room, talisman making room, spirit gathering meditation room.

For cultivators, doing some physical labor occasionally can also bring unique benefits.

One hour later.

Han Feiyu, Lan Xiaodie, Bai Ling, Han Xiaofu, Han Xiaofei, and Qiu Huo lay down on the lush green grass, basking in the sun.

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This moment————

Blue sky, white clouds, sunshine, gentle breeze—it's so pleasant!

[The dungeon is about to open!]

[Local Dungeon: The Chaotic World of Red Willow - The Great War Between Immortals and Demons]

[Main Characters in the Dungeon: White Wood Ancestor, Myriad Spirits Demon Ancestor, Huiyang Immortal Lord, Orchid Demon —]

[Date of dungeon opening: 24 hours]

Participation is optional —

Just as he was enjoying this moment of bliss, Han Feiyu suddenly heard the long-lost notification sound of a dungeon session in his mind.

"This is really killing me."

Han Feiyu was filled with surprise.

Weren't the previous dungeons progressively more challenging? Why is it that now we're faced with a super-level battle between immortals and demons, at the level of ancestral gods and ancestral spirits?

The Great War Between Immortals and Demons —

Ancestor God, Ancestor Immortal————

A wisp of sword energy, a strand of divine power, or even the residual power of a magical artifact could destroy him.

He doubted he would even have a chance to reach out; if he dared to show himself and pick up the treasures left behind by the immortals and demons who died in the great battle, he would surely be blasted into dust by the killing aura in an instant.

But fortune favors the bold!

The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish — Han Feiyu was naturally willing to take the risk.

"join."

The copy notification disappeared from the consciousness level.

Han Feiyu smiled too.

He knew that after one day, he would find out whether he would continue to be an insignificant, poor cultivator or become a tycoon who suddenly became rich, acquiring more magical treasures and assets than most Earth Immortals and Heavenly Immortals.

call.

Han Feiyu then stood up and instructed the group of people sunbathing, "I'm going into seclusion. You all go about your business."

"Yes, Master."

"Understood, young master."

Lan Xiaodie and the others responded.

"Um."

Whoosh! Han Feiyu also disappeared from his spot and appeared in the talisman-making room.

Han Feiyu waved his hand and threw out several talismans that were comparable to heavenly-grade magic treasures. As his thoughts raced, his magic power and divine sense began to create substitute paper figures.

If you want to gain some benefits but also have to consider your life, you still have to rely on the paper doll substitution technique.

[Ruyi Divine Power Experience Points +1]

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[Taoist Talisman Experience Points +1]

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[Ruyi Divine Power Experience Points +1]

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The panel kept beeping.

Han Feiyu's mind was completely focused as he nurtured the paper doll, created defensive talismans, and carried other items that could help him survive.

Although he had one chance to be resurrected, that was the only chance he would get.

This time, all you need to do in this instance is create an external avatar and a substitute paper doll.

Time passed second by second.

Han Feiyu's preparations have also reached a limit.

It seemed like a long time had passed.

It seemed like just a moment —

The anticipated sound came:

[The dungeon is now open. Have a safe journey!]

Han Feiyu looked at the clone beside him, which, although weak, still retained most of its soul and true spirit—whoosh!

As the dungeon notification sounded, only Han Feiyu, a clone with his eyes closed and focused, remained in the entire underground cave, surrounded by numerous Yuan Liquids and Spirit Pills.

He can be either an avatar or the original self.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the vast and boundless void—

The two armies of immortals and demons appeared continuously, separated by tens of millions of miles. Large formations were then formed and scattered in all directions, and the armies of immortals and demons continued to emerge from the spatial rift passages.

Endless gods, immortals, and wandering immortals.

There are tens of thousands of true immortals and true gods.

The leaders of the war between immortals and demons—nearly twenty ancestral gods and immortals—are currently watching their respective preordained opponents from tens of millions of miles apart in the void.

Wow.

Han Feiyu appeared in the void without revealing any trace of his presence from an unknown space.

"Boom~~~~"

Han Feiyu immediately saw that the mere clash of their auras and wills in this battle between immortals and demons had created an extremely terrifying baleful aura. "Truly..."

"It's terrifying! A battle between immortals and demons! If it weren't for the dungeon protecting my body, I would probably have been crushed instantly by the combined force of their clash."

He is now an outsider, free to freely observe the armies of immortals and demons on both sides, as well as those imposing ancestral gods and immortals.

First-class Ancestral Immortals and First-class True Immortals are everywhere here.

boom!!!

A wisp of will struck the void first.

Then a voice rang out: "Myriad Spirits Demon Ancestor! Lan Demon! You recklessly cultivate demonic arts, completely disregarding the countless living beings in the Crimson Willow Chaos World. This great calamity is entirely caused by you."

Han Feiyu also sensed which side was the "immortal" and which side was the "demon".

"Stop talking nonsense." A cold, demonic laugh came from the powerful camp of the Demonic Sect in the distance. "The victor is king, the loser is villain. The winner will be the ruler of the Crimson Willow Chaos World. It's either you die or we live."

"Then you shall die!" The icy voice of the immortal sect echoed through the void.

"Kill!" another powerful figure gave the order directly.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" ————

One after another, the great arrays of immortals and demons roared in unison, their killing intent soaring to the heavens. The entire Crimson Willow Chaos World not far away trembled and shook.

Boom boom boom————

Rumble—

The vast armies of immortals and demons on both sides charged towards each other, as if two streams of water, fire, light, and darkness were colliding. Of course, those who took the initiative to rush into battle were those skilled in close combat, while some ancient formations cast large-scale spells from afar, which for a time covered the sky and shattered the void time and time again.

Slaughter and death begin to unfold!

The murderous aura, demonic energy, yin energy, and deathly energy began to surge—

Boom! ...

BOOM ...

Countless immortals were killed, and magical treasures were either shattered or sent flying.

Han Feiyu, with his Myriad Manifestations True Person level body, witnessed the fall of countless Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals. He couldn't even grasp those powerful magical treasures that the immortals used to fight with after they fell, as his hand speed was no match for those immortals and demons.

The battle between immortals and demons continues.

However, Han Feiyu did not find any opportunity to acquire a Celestial-grade magic weapon.

It doesn't need to be many or very good; all it needs to be is a powerful immortal-grade storage magic treasure, and Han Feiyu will immediately make a move.

one day----

Two days —

Finally, on the edge of the third day of the battle between immortals and demons, Han Feiyu, through his mental perception, spotted a celestial-grade magic treasure—a storage magic treasure—a ring.

near----

near----

100 meters, 10 meters, 1 meter, 1 inch —

boom!

The moment Han Feiyu made his move and touched the immortal-grade storage magic ring, the overwhelming killing intent and baleful aura of the Immortal-Demon War surged forth, and bang bang bang—one after another, the paper substitute figures instantly exploded.

"Walk!!!

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Han Feiyu's will was frantically alerted, and the dungeon instantly unleashed its power. Whoosh—Han Feiyu completely disappeared from this battlefield of immortals and demons at the last moment.