"Damn it!"

Witnessing this scene, all the Half-step Totem-level Demon Clan instantly flew into a rage, their demonic qi surging like a tsunami across the entire sky, shredding the clouds within a hundred miles to pieces.

As lofty Totem-level beings, when had they ever suffered such humiliation?

This lowly human dared to break into the Divine Secret Realm right before their eyes, slaughtering all Commander-level Demon Clans, seizing the precious Divine Pattern...

Even more outrageous, the other party actually swaggered away right under their noses.

This was trampling the pride of the Demon Clan into the dirt!

"Human! You must die!"

The leading Totem-level Demon Clan howled into the sky, the shockwave splitting the ground with cracks.

His scarlet Demon Eyes suddenly narrowed, locking fiercely onto the direction of the Longxia Defense Line.

That cunning human had already merged into the Void; even they couldn't track him down.

But...

This human could run, but could that group of Human Race run as well?

"Transmit my order, all Demon Clans assemble immediately, target the Longxia Defense Line..."

"Make those humans pay the price!"

"As you command!"

Tens of thousands of Demon Clans responded in unison, their voices shaking the world.

Earlier, Gu Xing had slain nearly thirty Monarch Level Demon Monarchs with thunderous might!

As for those Commander-level and Extraordinary-level Demon Clans, the casualties were impossible to count!

Yet, to the Demon Race, battle had never been loss, but a feast!

As long as there was slaughter, they would descend into madness.

Because battle meant death, and death meant—Demonic Qi!

Though Gu Xing wiped out nearly thirty Monarch Level Demon Monarchs at once, the surging demonic qi that escaped was frenziedly devoured by the nearby Commander Peak-level Demon Clans lurking hungrily.

In just an instant, demonic qi surged, several terrifying auras shot into the sky!

New Monarch Level Demon Clans...

Had been born!

This was the most terrifying aspect of the Demon Race—

Slaughter not only could not weaken them, but would make them stronger and fiercer with every battle!

Under the orders of several Half-step Totem-level Demon Monarchs, the vast Demon Clan army surged forth like a black flood, wrapped in overwhelming demonic qi, crushing toward the Longxia Defense Line!

At this moment.

Intelligence about the Demon Clan army had already been reported at lightning speed to Long Zhenguo by a Monarch-level Blood Race.

After hearing the report, Long Zhenguo frowned slightly, a hint of gravity flashing in his eyes.

As expected—

Everything was within Gu Xing's calculations!

After he seized the Divine Pattern, the Demon Race immediately launched a crazed retaliation!

But what most concerned Long Zhenguo was another question—

Gu Xing was clearly only Commander-level; how did he accomplish this?

Under the noses of several Half-step Totem-level Demon Monarchs, he broke into the Divine Secret Realm, seized the Divine Pattern, and retreated unscathed...

This was simply unimaginable!

However...

Now that Gu Xing had acquired the Divine Pattern, the process no longer mattered.

His gaze pierced the distance, locking unwaveringly on the advancing black tide.

The Demon Clan army was coming!

"Qing," Long Zhenguo spoke in a deep voice, "Next... I'm afraid I must trouble you to step in."

"No matter, this was my purpose in coming here all along!"

Qing smiled indifferently, paying no mind to Long Zhenguo's request.

When his gaze swept the dozen or so Half-step Totem-level Demon Monarchs in the distance, wrapped in soaring demonic qi, a flash of icy killing intent flickered in his eyes.

Demon Clan...

He longed to strike and slaughter these monsters to the last!

But that would only result in the birth of Totem-level Demon Clans!

"Crack—"

Qing's knuckles tensed slightly, a crack exploded in the strained air.

The next instant, a terrifying aura erupted, making heaven and earth change color...

The pressure of a Half-step Totem-level Ghost Race swept across the entire battlefield, as if substance!

At the same time—

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three auras of equal intensity soared into the sky!

Long Zhenguo, Verocan, Blood-colored Church Empress—none of the three held anything back; they unleashed their full power.

However...

The aura they revealed was no longer that of Monarch Peak.

But...

Half-step Totem!

This was another crucial purpose of Qing's presence.

Under his careful guidance, the three, long stuck at Monarch Peak for years, finally pierced the shackle troubling them for so long.

Furthermore...

Owing to the Human Race's special nature.

When a Beast Master breaks through to Half-step Totem-level, all their contracted Guardian Beasts simultaneously ascend!

So, although only three Human Race powerhouses appeared to enter Half-step Totem, their actual battle power...

"Roar——"

Earth-shaking bestial roars echoed without end!

The three—Long Zhenguo, Verocan, and the Blood-colored Church Empress—summoned their Guardian Beasts almost simultaneously. By Monarch-level standards, a Beast Master may contract up to four Guardian Beasts each.

Verocan and the Empress each summoned three, while Long Zhenguo summoned four—

Counting Qing himself, fourteen auras of Half-step Totem-level power now hung in the sky above the battlefield!

Though Long Zhenguo and the others had just broken through and their realms were yet unstable, with the aid of their Guardian Beasts it wasn't difficult for each to hold off two Half-step Totem-level Demon Clans.

As for the remaining Demon Clan powerhouses...

"Leave them to me."

Qing's voice was incomparably calm.

At this instant, he stood proudly at the very front of the Human Race ranks, no trace of the former despondency in his eyes—only world-shaking sharpness!

After seeing his daughter, he had finally shattered his inner demons and regained that invincible conviction of the "number one genius of the Ghost Race" from years past!

"Advance one more step—"

Qing slowly raised his right hand, Netherworld Ghost Qi tore through the sky like a raging dragon!

"Die!"

This furious shout actually caused the Demon Clan army's charge to falter for a moment!

The leading Half-step Totem-level Demon Clan's face was overcast as he flew to the front, confronting Qing across the gap.

"Ghost Race? You think you alone can stop us?"

Facing the Demon Clan's questioning, Qing's lips curled into a chilling smile.

"Ghost King's Body—Activate!"

In a flash, ghostly qi flooded the sky, pouring into Qing's body like rivers rejoining the sea.

Sinister Ghost Patterns instantly crawled across his skin, his aura surging by leaps and bounds!

Without the slightest hesitation, Qing struck with overwhelming force!

"Ghost King Domain—Unleash!"

The pitch-black domain instantly enveloped the insolent Demon Clan, severing all contact with the outside world.

"Endless Void!"

Qing's figure flashed like a ghost, appearing before his foe without leaving a trace!

"Star Shattering!"

As the greatest genius of the Ghost Race in a thousand years, Qing's talent had reached Myth Five Stars!

At this moment he pushed the Ghost Race's two great talents to the limit; this strike had already surpassed the Half-step Totem-level threshold!

"Boom——!"

The Demon Clan had no time to react; his body exploded with a thunderous blast of ghostly qi!

After the hit, Qing's figure flickered, elegantly returning to the Human Race formation.

In the erupting blood mist, demonic qi surged, the blasted Demon Clan struggled to reconstitute himself, but his face was pale as death...

Evidently he had burned a massive amount of Power of Origin.

Qing was not surprised in the slightest.

Half-step Totem-level Demon Clans had already grasped the Divine Pattern, nearly impossible to annihilate completely.

This strike was merely to deliver a warning blow to these arrogant Demon Clans!

And now, the effect had far exceeded expectations!

"That Ghost Race... absurdly strong!"

"When did those Human Race people break through to Half-step Totem?!"

"Damn it! Why is the Ghost Race joining forces with the Human Race?!"

The leading Demon Clan experts' faces were clouds of gloom, but they had to admit—

With such a powerhouse as Qing holding the line, they could no longer crush the Human Race at will!

Gazing at the proud, solitary figure before them, they finally gritted their teeth and waved the order:

"Retreat!"

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