As the thick, dark clouds surged forward with alarming speed, the atmosphere in the valley grew as taut as a drawn bowstring. The air felt brittle, as if every molecule had frozen under the suffocating tension. Howling gales tore through the valley like savage beasts, whipping the trees into a rustling frenzy that sounded like the wails of countless lost souls, trembling in anticipation of the life-and-death struggle to come.
In the blink of an eye, the Demon race army descended like a black torrent, hovering densely above the valley. At their head stood Eastern Emperor Taiyi, draped in a magnificent golden robe that billowed in the wind like clouds at the horizon. He radiated a powerful, overbearing aura that rolled toward the Humans below like wave upon wave of a stormy sea. He loomed above, looking down upon all living beings like an invincible god of war. Behind him, the five great Demon Saints—Bai Ze, Yingzhao, Jiuying Feidan, and Shangyang—stood in perfect formation. Each exuded a formidable presence, their combined demonic aura creating a pressure so immense it left the Humans struggling to breathe.
Facing the overwhelming pressure of the Demon army, Su Yu’s expression remained steadfast. He took a bold step forward, his figure standing tall and unyielding in the sunlight like an immovable mountain. With his arms crossed over his chest and eyes burning like torches, he locked his gaze onto Eastern Emperor Taiyi. A faint, confident, and slightly mocking smile played o…
Chapter 106