Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 1400 - 647: Mahayana Cultivators of the Human Race, Catastrophe (Part 2)

"No one can stop me."

The Human Emperor Ye Wuxian declared proudly.

Upon hearing these words, the other four Mahayana cultivators were speechless, but they could not deny that Ye Wuxian’s words were correct. Perhaps this man was the strongest Mahayana cultivator in the history of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Not only because of his unparalleled aptitude, but more importantly, he possessed the Immortal Artifact Taiyi Splitting Light Sword, with a compatibility of one hundred percent, which was incredible.

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Three days later.

On this day, the weather was fine, with a bright sun shining.

The cultivators residing in the Imperial Capital went about their lives and cultivation as usual.

But at that instant, the Tier Eight, which enveloped the entire Imperial Capital, suddenly failed.

Originally, a massive barrier shrouded this gigantic city, but at that moment, the entire barrier vanished in an instant, leaving the city exposed. It was as if the city walls had collapsed, leaving no defense.

"What’s going on? What has happened?"

"Why did the Tier Eight Grand Array covering the Imperial Capital suddenly disappear? What’s the issue?"

"Don’t worry, the great powers of the Imperial Capital will surely solve this problem easily. We shouldn’t panic."

"Yeah, this is the Human Race’s Imperial Capital. Even demons wouldn’t dare to recklessly attack."

The cultivators of the Imperial Capital discussed among themselves.

They were also greatly shocked because, in all their time living in the Imperial Capital, they had never encountered such an event; it was truly beyond imagination.

"Array Daoist, what exactly are you trying to do?"

At that moment, an angry shout resonated through the Endless Void, creating a terrifying resonance.

An infinite rage seemed to envelop the vast Imperial Capital.

The speaker was naturally the Human Emperor Ye Wuxian.

He was stationed within the Imperial Capital, naturally well-aware of every movement there.

And the cultivator who controlled the Tier Eight Array of the Imperial Capital was, of course, the Array Daoist.

But he never expected that this Array Daoist would shut down the Tier Eight Array right under his nose.

Moreover, the other party didn’t consult with him at all.

This was highly unusual.

"It seems the internal traitor has already appeared."

"It must be the Array Daoist."

"But why is he exposing himself at this moment?"

"Could it be that the other party’s plan has reached its conclusion?"

From afar, the Wuchen Daoist also witnessed this scene, his expression very grave.

There was no doubt that the current Array Daoist acted without fear, unafraid of death.

Or perhaps he had long been prepared for death, which is why he acted now.

Next, they would likely face the greatest disaster in the history of the Human Race.

He had a premonition that perhaps he would not survive the day.

"Haha, foolish humans."

"The so-called Array Daoist has long since died."

"I have infiltrated the Human Race for so many years, and finally, I don’t need to keep pretending."

"Today is the day you humans meet your end."

"No one can save you."

The Array Daoist laughed heartily, a smug expression on his face.

Hong~

At that instant, a massive black hole appeared in the sky above the Imperial Capital.

This black hole was linked to some unknown place.

However, all cultivators could sense the extremely thick demonic qi emanating from the depths of the black hole.

It was as if inside was the abyss, containing endless darkness.

Faintly, one could even hear the roars of countless powerful demons.

Terrifying demon figures emerged from within, it was simply as if ten thousand demons had descended.

In just a moment, the entire Imperial Capital was enveloped by endless demonic aura, obscuring the sky and the sun.

"This is terrible."

"No wonder I felt uneasy, is this truly a calamity beyond my control?"

"Perhaps today is the day I die."

Cangsheng Daoist, holding a long sword, looked grimly towards the sky of the Imperial Capital.

At this moment, the firmament itself shattered first, with black fissures like hideous scars crossing the sky. Over a hundred Mahayana demons emerged from the shattered void, hanging densely above the Imperial Capital, blocking the daylight.

The foremost few had mountainous forms, their bodies covered in dark purple-golden scales, with sticky black blood oozing between the scales. Each scale bore soul-devouring demon patterns, and with every movement, fragments of bone corroded away.

Some had heads like serpents with nine necks, or monstrous beast heads, with fangs like pillars of white jade, from which foul saliva dripped, igniting sizzling black smoke upon contact with the void. Their eyes were a deathly, ghostly green, burning with undying ghost flames, and their gaze chilled even the air.

Some demons had bone wings emerging from their backs, with membrane-like tattered cloth, stirring up a bloody wind with each flap, while the barbs at the tips of their feather bones hung low; others were bound in chains that dug into their flesh, dragging along countless wailing souls. With each step, the soul bodies let out sharp, eerie screeches; some were entirely composed of remains, with countless fragments piecing together their massive bodies, while within the bone seams wriggled maggot-like demon shadows, exuding a corrosive aura as they squirmed.

Demonic qi surged like ink waves, mingled with the stench of corpses and blood, crisscrossing and enveloping the entire Imperial Capital.

The void was torn inch by inch by their immense power, and from the pitch-black fissures emerged eerie wind and vengeful ghosts, whose wails and cries intermingled, chillingly enough to shake one’s very soul.

Thunderous demonic roars echoed, causing cracks in the city wall, roofs to collapse, and many cultivators to vomit blood upon hearing the sound, their souls ready to shatter.

Over a hundred Mahayana demons surrounded the sky, either howling up to the sky or gazing with contempt. The demonic qi surged like tide, ghostly wails pierced the clouds and stones, and the entire Imperial Capital trembled under this apocalyptic pressure, as if it would be ground into dust in the next moment.

"Haha, is this really the Human Race’s Imperial Capital? Truly majestic."

"I can feel the power of this Tier Eight Array, full of endless mysteries. If it truly activates, even if we join forces, we might not be able to attack it."

"But because we have a traitor within the Human Race, they shut down the Tier Eight Array in advance, allowing us to enter effortlessly, saving us an unknown amount of effort."

"It seems today is the doomsday for this realm’s Human Race. The entire Imperial Capital has only four Human Mahayana cultivators left, and even if they possess immortal artifacts, they can’t possibly be our opponents."

"I can already smell the alluring soul scent of these human cultivators. This time, I must devour the flesh and souls of these High-tier human cultivators whole, it certainly will be greatly beneficial."

"We can’t let you eat them all, we should get a share."

"No rush, we first kill those few Human Mahayana, and then slowly deal with the remaining human cultivators."

Numerous Mahayana demons discussed among themselves.

They gazed down upon the earth, greedily eyeing the human cultivators below.

To these demons, the human cultivators were like thousand-year or ten-thousand-year spirit medicines.

Once devoured, their cultivation would rapidly increase.

So, no matter what world they were in, High-tier human cultivators were always treasured as valuable medicines.

"So that’s it, this was your purpose, Array Daoist?"

"Open the Tier Eight Array, to guide Mahayana demons here, with the intent to destroy the Imperial Capital."

"What a clever trick."

Ye Wuxian’s expression was grave, exuding terrifying killing intent.

He never imagined that the Array Daoist would betray them.

No, it shouldn’t even be considered a betrayal; the real Array Daoist was likely killed by demons long ago.

The Array Daoist before him was merely a puppet controlled by demons.

The true Array Daoist would never betray.

For every Mahayana cultivator’s will was unwavering, not lured by petty profit.

Yet, the methods of demons were terrifying beyond measure.

They could enslave any cultivator silently, even Mahayana cultivators.

Even until now, he did not know when Array Daoist fell under their control.

"Even the Time Poison Demon Ancestor has come."

"It seems this time the demons have mobilized their entire forces."

"To eradicate the Human Race, they have laid it all out."

"This battle, perhaps, will be my last fight."

Human Emperor Ye Wuxian gripped the Taiyi Splitting Light Sword fiercely, having no fear at all facing such a calamity.

Because he still had one last ace up his sleeve.

If he fully unleashed the complete power of this Immortal Artifact, he could eradicate all the demons present.

However, doing so meant that he would surely not survive.

But if his death could secure the future for the Human Race, that would be enough.