Chapter 388: Polar Reversal

Chapter 388: Polar Reversal

The ice-cold words of Lian Cangqing were not loud, yet amidst the swirling wind, the eerie figure draped in a blood-red robe danced and fluttered, emitting a terrifying aura that astonishingly overshadowed the battle formation of thousands of ghost cultivators.

In an instant, the two parties, originally allies, found themselves at odds, poised to engage in a deadly confrontation.

In an instant, the three demonic creatures, who were once standing in the void, holding a corner of the Sword Formation each, locked eyes with Lian Cangqing. The Rebel Wanderer swiftly dismantled the ancient Sword Formation that had trapped Lian Cangqing, transforming into a pitch-black streak of escape light, heading towards the outskirts of the city.

"Let's go!"

The situation at this moment has completely spiraled out of control.

The three demonic beings present in this scenario represent the weakest faction in the battlefield.

After the original weakest faction, King Zhennan and his followers, fell, they became the bottommost force.

Clearly, none of the factions within this city are ones that these three demonic creatures can afford to provoke.

The ancient malevolent entity with a mysterious origin, the Master of the Yuz State Cauldron, seems to have harvested the essence of countless beings from the Celestial Desolation Realm during the Earthly Catastrophe in ancient times-an existence even more terrifying than demons themselves.

It appears that Ao Tianxing, with a seemingly reckless demeanor, possesses an astonishing power, suggesting some kind of deep connection to the Dragon race.

Adorned in crimson garb exuding a chilling aura of murderous intent, Lian Cangqing is another primordial creature of antiquity.

And the one who commands the netherworld, wields the power of calamity, and possesses the Green State Cauldron, with an unparalleled sword technique that dominates the world, followed by countless spirits - the Wolf God of Hanyu Mountain...

None of these entities are ones that they can afford to provoke!

Rebel Wanderer, who had long entertained thoughts of escape, took advantage of the fleeting moment when the Nether Ghost Army confronted Lian Cangqing head-on, swiftly dismantled the sword formation, and fled towards the outskirts of the city.

Trailing behind it, Helian Kui and the Green-eye Demon followed closely.

After the three wicked demons simultaneously dismantled the ancient sword formation, Lian Cangqing, clothed in resplendent crimson attire, no longer faced any obstacles and directly confronted the menacing army of malevolent spirits below.

Amidst the eerie atmosphere, countless malevolent spirits howled and roared incessantly.

The demon manifestations of ghost soldiers and ghost generals are profoundly terrifying and far beyond the realm of ordinary beings.

Clad in divine robes, You Yue stood before the army formation, coldly gazing at the scarlet-clad woman in the empty void, and issuing a direct command.

"Kill!"

In an instant, a haunting and ghastly aura swept over, enveloping the surroundings.

The ominously sinister surge of ghostly aura could no longer catch up to these three primordial demons.

At this very moment, amidst the chilling tide of ghostly aura, there arose the clinking sound of icy chains.

Immediately after, dozens of pitch-black chains flew out from the overwhelming and eerie ghostly aura, reaching an incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, they caught up with the souls of the three demons ahead.

The three demons had barely time to react before they were entangled by these dozens of chilling chains.

A piercing scream erupted from the mouth of the demon.

The Soul Binding Lock, imbued with the power of the Chakravartin Palace's ghost cultivators, inflicted immense trauma upon the souls of the three demons. Indescribable coldness nearly froze their spirits, rendering them immobile.

However, they have not truly perished after all; they are, after all, innate demon cultivators.

In the midst of the demonic outburst, astonishingly, the three demons managed to struggle free from the dozens of Soul Binding Locks, dragging their scar-ridden soul bodies as they continued to flee outward.

On the half of the face missing from the Rebel Wanderer, a grimace twisted its features.

"Do not dare to stop me!" the demons cried out with piercing screams.

Thereafter, amidst the eerie tide of ghostly aura, a sudden stillness ensued.

Immediately afterwards, four ancient battle swords soared out directly.

You Yue, adorned in divine robes, exhibited an indifferent expression as she silently emerged from the eerie atmosphere, wielding the ancient the Sword Formation, which seamlessly integrated three forces into one.

The sword aura, reaching an utmost intensity, swiftly caught up with the three primordial demons that were frantically fleeing ahead in the blink of an eye.

How could the three demons, already weakened to the point of powerless arrows, withstand the ancient battle swords that could subdue even the Master of the Yuz State Cauldron? Amidst the piercing cries of the demons, the sword aura surged and obliterated everything in its path.

The just unfurled ancient Sword Formation was swiftly retracted in the blink of an eye.

However, the four ancient battle swords didn't fly back to You Yue's side. Instead, they immediately changed direction, transforming into four sword lights and directly slashing towards the Master of the Yuz State Cauldron in the city!

In the center of the city, atop the elevated platform of yellow soil, a figure stood with hands behind their back, coldly observing everything happening outside.

The colossal Yuz State Cauldron cascaded with billions of life essence, enveloping it within and rendering it impervious to the relentless assaults of Lian Cangqing and Ao Tianxing on the outside.

However, the annihilation of the three distant demons, as well as the four ancient battle swords that changed direction and flew towards, made a slight tremor pass through the gaze of the figure.

These four ancient battle swords, which have sealed its long years, are the longest nightmares of its life!