Chapter 156: The Demon Ancestor Battles the Ancient Emperor

"Indeed, the beasts transformed from these members of the demon clan do look a bit ugly, but judging by their appearances, their strength should be quite impressive."

"Is it because they look fierce and terrifying?"

"Ah, Die'er, didn't Daddy just tell you that whether someone looks fierce and terrifying has actually nothing to do with their strength."

"Oh... Daddy, I think these beasts are worth studying carefully."

"..."

If anyone else had overheard the conversation between this father and daughter, they would surely have vomited blood three liters!

It was simply too speechless. What time was it, and this pair was still discussing such a bizarre topic.

The epic battle between the Saint Realm ancient clans and the demon clan broke out instantly.

The cultivators of the demon clan transformed into beasts that filled the sky, each of them colossal in size. The magnificent spectacle was simply unforgettable for a lifetime.

The Blood Demon Ancestor, wielding the Autumn Water Sword, transformed into a giant demonic figure dozens of meters tall. Charging at the very forefront, he brandished the Autumn Water Sword and began a frantic slaughter.

Even back in the Realm of the Gods, this old demon was a prominent and influential figure. Now, even though he had only recovered a tiny fraction of his strength, he was still not someone that the peak powerhouses of the Chant Snow Realm could shake.

"This old demon's combat prowess is indeed not bad."

Chen Changsheng raised his head, looking at the Blood Demon Ancestor who was wreaking havoc among the enemy, and smiled with lazy satisfaction.

This old demon also had four pets—Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. Once these four pets grew up, they would become even more terrifying.

With such a super bodyguard, there was absolute zero doubt that he and his daughter would be able to walk sideways through the Realm of the Gods in the future.

High up in the sky, the battle between the ancient clans and the demon clan was extremely fierce, with colossal beasts engaging in wild combat against the powerhouses of the ancient clans.

"Screech—!"

A phoenix cried out across the nine heavens.

Dongfang Qianxue transformed into a gigantic divine phoenix, her seven-colored divine radiance dazzling and brilliant, illuminating this expanse of the void into a gorgeous, dreamlike realm.

The aura emanating from her seven-colored phoenix body caused the space around her to ripple and fluctuate violently. Her cultivation had already broken through to the Cyclic Dao Realm.

"Awoo-roar~"

A earth-shaking dragon roar echoed. The Ruler of the Southern Domain, Bing Mu'er, transformed into an oriental golden divine dragon several hundred meters long, her massive dragon body looking as though it were cast from molten gold.

Amidst the heaven-shaking dragon roar, the golden divine dragon turned into a massive beam of golden light soaring straight up into the sky, joining the fierce battle.

Hovering above her head was a golden book—the Thousand-Phase World. Her massive golden dragon body similarly radiated the aura of the Cyclic Dao Realm!

"Kill!"

Amidst Nalan Ruoshui's delicate cry, her body instantly transformed into a golden battle sword dozens of meters long, carrying towering sword intent as it slashed downwards at extreme speed.

"Kill!"

Mu Wanqing's body also transformed in an instant into a peerless demonic sword dozens of meters long, the entire sword body wreathed in wisps of pitch-black demonic Qi, making one's scalp tingle just to look at it.

"Whoosh..."

The Slaughtering Heaven Demonic Sword slashed out at lightning speed, rolling demonic Qi accompanying a monstrous sword intent.

"Ting-ting-dong-dong..."

Huangfu Meng rose into the air, an ancient zither suspended before her chest. Her ten jade fingers plucked the strings rapidly, leaving trails of finger images in their wake.

A soaring, stirring battle tune flowed from her fingertips, shaking human hearts and threatening to shatter the heavens and split the earth.

"Heavens, these five..."

Lou Meisha, the empress of the Molou Holy Empire, was completely dumbfounded. Her jaw dropped and shattered all the way to the ground, her full bosom heaving violently.

Only now did she realize that the five blossoming flowers by Young Master Chen's side were none other than ordinary mortals.

Terrifying! Simply too terrifying!

"Kill!"

Beneath her feet, a gigantic crescent battle blade suddenly materialized, and she shot straight up into the sky, joining the chaotic melee.

The battlefield had descended into utter chaos as the ancient clans and the demon clan clashed in a frenzy.

"Hahaha!"

Amidst the fierce combat, the wild laughter of the Blood Demon Ancestor rang out continuously.

Wielding the Autumn Water Sword, he plunged into the midst of the ancient clan's powerhouses as if strolling through an empty courtyard. With every swing of his sword, several ancient clan experts were instantly slain.

The efficiency was simply akin to chopping vegetables.

In particular, the Autumn Water Sword itself carried the poignant sorrow of autumn, filling the ancient clan cultivators with utter misery and rendering them utterly incapable of meeting the sword's gaze head-on.

"I've struck it rich! Hahaha!"

The blood within the Blood Demon Ancestor's body boiled to the absolute limit.

Presently, he was in urgent need of absorbing blood essence to restore his own strength. Therefore, in his eyes, this wild battle was nothing less than the ancient clans delivering blood essence right to his doorstep.

Wielding the Autumn Water Sword in one hand, the moment he slew an ancient clan powerhouse, his other hand would dart out swiftly to devour their blood essence.

The speed of absorption was indescribably fast; in the blink of an eye, the victim would be sucked dry into a withered corpse.

With a sudden shake of his arm, the corpse would immediately turn into flying ashes.

"Ah, damn it! Why is this happening? This is not the outcome I wanted!"

The Ancient Emperor was completely bewildered.

His original projection was that with the ancient clans throwing their entire might into this campaign to annihilate the demon clan, it wouldn't pose any great difficulty.

Yet, even though their ancient clan possessed far more Grand Ascension Venerables and Cyclic Dao Realm powerhouses than the demon clan, the current battle scene showed that his ancient clan was still utterly losing the upper hand.

Stimulated by the heaven-shattering battle tune, the demon clan powerhouses fought with utter disregard for their lives, and even their overall strength had undergone a certain degree of enhancement.

"Wa!"

The stirring battle tune caused Di Shitian's blood to boil to its absolute peak. His massive eagle body transformed into a bloody streak, sweeping toward the Ancient Emperor at extreme speed: "Ancient Emperor, I shall fight you!"

Amidst his furious roar, he spread eagle talons dozens of meters wide and fiercely raked them down toward the Ancient Emperor.

Before the talons even reached their target, their terrifying pressure bore down upon the Ancient Emperor below like an invisible, colossal mountain.

As the Ancestor of the Demon Clan, Di Shitian's cultivation had long since broken through to the realm of a Grand Ascension Venerable of the Great High Realm.

"Di Shitian, do you really think you are a match for this old man? Ridiculous!"

The Ancient Emperor roared aloud. The silver sword in his hand instantly expanded to a hundred meters in length, blazing with brilliant silver light as dazzling as a silver sun.

"Swish!"

He swung his sword and slashed downward.

The dazzling silver sword beam resembled a gigantic, brilliant silver dragon soaring upward, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek as sword intent surged forth like towering waves.

As the absolute pinnacle existence of the Chant Snow Realm, a single sword strike from him caused the heavens and earth to lose their color.

"Clang!"

The silver sword beam struck Di Shitian's eagle talons, sending a brilliant shower of sparks flying.

The tremendous impact generated by this strike sent Di Shitian's massive eagle body tumbling backward high up into the sky.

"Kill!"

The Ancient Emperor formed a straight line with the hundred-meter silver sword, defying the heavens as he shot upward, piercing rapidly toward the tumbling Di Shitian.

"Monstrous Demonic Blood!"

Di Shitian abruptly checked his tumbling momentum, opened his beak, and spat out a single drop of blood.

Splash—!

That drop of blood instantly transformed into a towering wave of blood, surging down from the sky and wrapping tightly around the Ancient Emperor in a single instant.

The "Monstrous Demonic Blood" technique unleashed by Di Shitian this time was countless times more powerful than the version Di Yi had previously displayed.

The moment the towering demonic blood wrapped around the Ancient Emperor, Di Shitian spread his talons and pulled them together swiftly, sucking the endless sea of blood upward to converge upon his giant claws.

In the blink of an eye, it condensed back into a single drop of blood, dripping onto Di Shitian's gigantic talon.

Yet, the very next moment,

"Boom!"

That drop of blood burst apart violently once more.

The Ancient Emperor, wielding his hundred-meter silver sword, broke out from within in the blink of an eye.