The battle erupted instantly. Within an incredibly short time, the two demon gods of the Huang family were forced to unleash their 【Phantom Demon Atavism】 divine ability.
They transformed into two giants, similar to Chi Yan but even larger and more robust.
A pair of wings, golden as if forged from pure gold, appeared as two yellow giants through the Bixu Mirror.
Their sizes were comparable to the Golden Dragon King and the Black Dragon King.
Every strike was accompanied by the roar of heaven and earth, surging waves of air, and bellows like the profound thunder of the nine heavens, exploding in the ears.
The other demon gods joined the fray one after another. Even the four members of the Qing and Lan families joined the hunt against the two sisters of the Jin family.
In the end...
Only Chi Yan remained seated on the high platform, unmoved.
Nine demon gods against two priests and one giant dragon.
They first clashed in a chaotic melee, stirring the wind and rain into a frenzy, before dividing the battlefield to use their absolute numerical advantage to pin down the two women and the dragon.
The Golden Dragon King was born in an extremely distant era, yet it was ultimately just a demon dragon. Although it possessed the advantage of a powerful physical body, that sole advantage vanished before the demon gods using 【Phantom Demon Atavism】.
Under the siege of the Green Demon and the Purple Demon, it was unable to break away and fell into a stalemate.
Fortunately.
Both demon gods knew that the Golden Dragon King was bound to the High Priest and was the guardian beast of the Nether Hall.
From start to finish, neither of them intended to kill. They only suppressed it, holding back their full strength.
After all, what they wanted was the High Priest's submission. As long as she was willing to hand over the Nether Flag.
The Golden Dragon King could still be utilized by the Demon Abyss.
This was a tacit understanding among the demon gods: trap the golden dragon, but do not kill it.
On the other hand, the Small Priest was not so lucky.
She was also facing two demon gods alone.
However, these two demon gods were similar to her in strength and even older in age.
As soon as the fight began, she was attacked from both sides and fell into a disadvantage. She immediately activated her 【Phantom Demon Atavism】 bloodline divine ability.
She became an angel-like giant, but with a tail, fangs, and a ferocious expression.
There was only tyranny and slaughter, without beauty or elegance.
When Xu Xian first saw this, his eyes lit up. He couldn't help but complain to the Little Book Spirit, who was watching the show with him, about who said angels and demons were sworn enemies.
"Angels and demons are one family. They look the same, just different colors."
The Little Book Spirit deeply agreed. It even added that no wonder these two sisters were so beautiful yet still unmarried.
Their appearance after transformation was truly beyond words.
As for the High Priest, her combat power was indeed formidable. Facing the attacks of five people, she handled them with ease.
Even though the five had transformed, she remained in her original state.
That ten-meter-long blade was wielded with incredible fluidity.
It was clear that her position as High Priest was not just because of her beauty, nor was it because she was a member of the Jin family.
It was because her strength was truly sufficient.
Xu Xian estimated that if she summoned her true form, she might actually have the power to fight his senior brother, Yun Zheng.
It was no wonder she refused to compromise even an inch; her strength was great enough.
Regarding this.
Xu Xian was quite relieved. He knew very well.
In his plan, either all the demon gods of the Demon Abyss would be annihilated, or he would have to rely on the High Priest's power to rise above all the heavenly demon race.
Clearly.
The first possibility was almost zero.
He did not deny Jin Qing's formidable strength, but being outnumbered was an established fact.
And Chi Ming hadn't even made a move yet, had he?
This fight might throw the Demon Abyss into chaos, and demon gods might indeed fall, but it was impossible for all of them to be wiped out.
Either Jin Qing would win.
Or the demon gods would win.
Someone would always survive to become the ultimate victor.
For Xu Xian, Jin Qing winning was naturally the best outcome. That way, his plan could proceed effortlessly.
If Jin Qing lost, it wasn't bad either. He could make a deal with her and keep the initiative in his own hands.
Of course, the prerequisite was that while other demon gods could die, Jin Qing absolutely could not.
If she died.
The remaining seven families would not push him into that position.
They would only squeeze out his value, and he wouldn't be able to get his hands on the Shadow Soul Stones.
Although it was said that if Jin Qing fell, the Demon Abyss would surely fall into chaos, and it would be easy for the Wendao Sword Sect to take the opportunity to flatten the place.
From beginning to end, Xu Xian wanted to rely on himself to resolve the matter of the third sword. He didn't want to add extra trouble to the sect.
He also didn't want his senior brothers and sisters to worry about him.
In truth, when Yun Zheng fell outside the Demon Suppression Abyss, hadn't a seed been planted in his heart?
Xu Xian hadn't paid much attention to it, but in the blink of an eye, that seed had already taken root and sprouted, gradually growing strong.
His senior brother had said that he was Xu Xian first, and only then was he the Little Grand-Uncle of the Wendao Sword Sect.
He felt that he should be like his senior brother—an indomitable Great Sword Immortal who owed nothing to anyone.
Rather than someone who used power for personal gain.
Of course... those were matters for later.
As of now.
Xu Xian was still watching the show, waiting for an opportunity and observing the changes.
A war between demon gods was the highest level of combat in Fanzhou; it would not end so easily.
Furthermore, Xu Xian could see that although they were fighting fiercely and the scale seemed massive.
They were not truly risking their lives.
Some demon gods were even deliberately holding back.
Despite the great commotion, it was all smoke and mirrors with no real damage.
Xu Xian had witnessed battles between truly top-tier experts.
There was not so much nonsense or hesitation. They started with killing moves, leaving nothing in reserve.
...
In the distant Nether Capital, the commotion from the depths of the Nether Pool could be heard. It was a series of low roars, like a vicious beast bellowing from the abyss.
The sounds produced by the violent collisions were like the spring thunder, rolling in from the distance without end.
People were drawn to look far away. The rain fell at an angle as the wind picked up.
The clouds in the distant sky were churning, as if terrifying figures were darting and colliding within them.
There was also a ten-colored haze surging violently.
Horror, panic, and bewilderment tangled together, permeating hearts just like the rainy season of the Nether Capital, with the sky as dark as ink.
The ordinary demons of the Outer City were unaware of the details and felt dazed.
"What happened?"
"Did something happen at the Nether Pool?"
"How terrifying..."
The heavenly demon race knew some of the inside story. Even if they still found it hard to believe or accept, they knew the demon gods must have started fighting.
Besides that, they could not imagine who else could cause such a massive disturbance.
Four thousand years.
For four thousand whole years, a war between demon gods had never occurred on this land. Yet today, four thousand years later, within the continuously declining Demon Abyss.
A battle of demon gods was unfolding.
Perhaps.
They had deduced the arrival of this day in their minds more than once, but when it finally came, their hearts could not remain calm for a long time.
"Is it really happening?"
"They actually started fighting."
"It has already begun."
Whether it was the Demon Court enforcement squad, the Nether Guards, the Demon Guards, or even the Demon God Guards, divine sons, goddesses, and the titled nobility, everyone knew that this reckoning was ignited by the white-haired demon and had now become uncontrollable.
Past grudges and accumulated conflicts had completely erupted.
They could not see any room for reconciliation.
The outcome of the demon god war was no longer important to the Demon Abyss.
Whether they lost or won, a great storm was destined to sweep through the Demon Abyss. Even as the heavenly demon race, they were destined not to be spared.
They faced each other in a tense standoff, yet no one intended to make a move.
Wait!
Wait for the outcome of the divine war.
Chi Ji stood on the terrace outside the castle, surrounded by dozens of Demon Guards protecting her safety.
She gazed at the distant sky, her eyes lowered as she murmured to herself.
"Bai Mang!"
"You really are a bane. Even after you have gone, you have still caused such a huge mess."
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