Chapter 290: Great Calamity Arrives, Divine Domain in Chaos!

The Demon Kings of the Thirty-Six Caves and the lords of all four directions flew into a rage.

In an instant, tens of thousands of monsters poured out of the Demon Realm. Monsters from all directions gathered at the edge, that place of the Divine Domain.

That day, the entire Demon Realm trembled.

Qing Tianyou traveled across the sky, his eyes scanning the countless figures in the mountain forest.

He sighed inwardly, “The great calamity has come…”

Qing Tianyou sighed as his gaze drifted towards the Divine Domain. He didn’t know if this time, things could finally be resolved.

Tu Hu watched from the Great Demon Peak as the hosts of monsters surged forth.

“It begins…”

Tu Hu’s gaze fixed on the heavens above. He clenched his fist, his eyes deep and profound.

…

Upon the Divine Domain Fortress Wall.

Hundreds of Cultivators gathered there. Rhythmic booms sounded from outside the city.

“Boom…”

Mazi frowned, his heart sinking like a stone.

Right then, a figure stepped onto the pavilion terrace.

The newcomer held a spear, his gaze sharp and piercing.

Mu Cang spoke: “Song Gudao is dead!”

Hearing this, everyone looked at him.

Mazi frowned. “What did you say?”

Mu Cang set his spear aside. Suddenly, he pulled out a Waist Token and held it aloft. “Receive the Chieftain’s Order!”

The hundreds of Cultivators exchanged glances, showing no reaction.

Mu Cang frowned and spoke again: “Receive the Chieftain’s Order!!”

This time, the hundreds of cultivators clasped their fists, turning toward Mu Cang.

Mu Cang continued: “The conflict between our two races has lasted thousands of years. From the peak of Spiritual Energy until this twilight age of magic, the strife has never ceased, the killing never stopped. A sexagenary cycle ago, the Divine Domain suffered heavy losses, barely surviving. We faced near annihilation.”

“A year ago, the Demon Realm was severely wounded and lost much power. This fight will decide the fate of Heaven and Earth. Victory and defeat hang on this battle. Our Divine Domain has a seventy percent chance of winning!”

“So, I, Song Gudao, decided to destroy the Demon Realm. I went alone to their land, my blade opening this war! After my death, when the monsters come, I ask you all to fulfill your duties.”

“As for the position of Chieftain, let Lv Chengfu succeed me!”

Mazi’s heart trembled. He stepped forward and took the Chieftain Token.

Mu Cang’s gaze swept over the crowd.

His voice turned cold. “Chieftain Song has one more order: Deserter, traitor, surrenderer—show no mercy! Kill them all! Their severed heads shall hang upon this wall, never to be taken down!”

After these words, many frowned.

Suddenly, a mocking laugh rose from the crowd.

“Song’s dead! What’s the point of all this drivel? Speaking truth, after all these years, maybe it’s time we just scattered.”

Hearing this, Mazi frowned. “Old fart, I advise you to think carefully before opening your mouth.”

The man sneered. “I was here in the Divine Domain before any of you pups were born. Who do you think you are, lecturing me?”

Mazi took one step. In a flash, his sword was at the old man’s neck.

“You—!”

Mazi stated: “Disrupting morale before the battle? Punishable by death! I’ll send you off right now!”

“Mazi!” someone nearby called out in protest.

But Mazi’s sword was faster. It pierced clean through the old man.

“Damn it all!”

Mazi spat, then glared at the others. “Who the hell else wants to run? Step forward! Every last spineless coward!”

“Who are you calling coward?!” someone yelled.

“You lot!”

Mazi pressed forward. “Didn’t you hear? Seventy percent chance! Damn it all! Every time before, we were the ones getting beaten down! Now we actually have the upper hand, and you’re scared? Then why the hell hang around here? Worthless, cowardly worms! I won’t share this brotherhood with trash like you!”

“Mazi, don’t lump everyone in,” a man wearing a sword, rough-looking with a deep scar on his face, spoke up.

This man was often called Lao Bazi.

Lao Bazi growled, “Who wants to leave? Let me see your face!”

“Let me count how many cowards are really standing on this wall!”

Lao Bazi scanned the crowd.

“Well? Leaving or not?”

“I…”

Those thinking of fleeing hesitated.

“Let me say this.”

Another man stepped out. “This place is no place for humans. Song? He wasn’t a hero. I hated him. He’s dead now. Honestly? I want to run. But nobody standing here is truly a coward. If we have a seventy percent chance? What’s the harm in fighting one more time before leaving?”

After he spoke, many gazes hardened.

Seeing this, Mu Cang spoke again: “The Chieftain left one more message.”

All eyes on the wall focused once more on him.

Mu Cang said: “The Chieftain asks you all to think carefully. All these years you’ve stayed in the Divine Domain… was it truly just because Song Gudao commanded you to?”

A sudden silence fell over the wall.

Every person who came here initially wanted to leave.

But later? Who didn’t dream of becoming a hero?

The carved steps on the platform, the names left behind, each brother who had died… all of these were why they stayed.

“What does it have to do with that damned Song? I just want to stay!”

“All these years… it’s become home.”

“My brother died… his vengeance is still unpaid!”

“To hell with it all!!”

Mazi roared. He flicked his sword, a clear sword chime ringing out.

“Real men? Follow me!”

“FIGHT!”

“FIGHT!!”

Voices surged like waves on the city platform, filled with noise and clamor.

Hundreds of blades and swords were unsheathed with a clatter.

In an instant, a fierce killing intent surged from the entire wall.

It felt like it could crash into the approaching demon horde.

Mu Cang let out a long breath. Lost in thought, he was suddenly kicked in the rear.

“Thump.”

“Who?!” Mu Cang spun around.

Mazi cursed, “Damn it all! Why didn’t you say that earlier?!”

Mu Cang coughed twice, unable to retort.

Mazi stared at him. “Hold that spear tight. Don’t tremble when you see them. If you’re really scared inside? Close your eyes and start slashing wildly. You’re bound to hack a few down.”

Mu Cang paused, then shook his head. “I wasn’t afraid.”

Mazi grinned. “A real man.”

The booming sounds grew steadily closer.

The distant Green Mountain seemed to tremble.

Countless monstrous figures emerged from the woods. Many were Realm Two or Three monsters who hadn’t mastered human Transformation. Dwelling on the Demon Realm’s outskirts, they were the quickest to reach the Divine Domain.

“MOOOOO!”

A war horn blared.

Thousands upon thousands of demons massed outside the fortress.

“OUT THE GATE! KILL THE MONSTERS!”

Mazi’s eyes bulged, bloodshot. His long sword swept free.

Hundreds of figures leaped down from the wall.

Facing the demon tide? They showed no trace of fear.

Mazi charged at the front. A slash of Sword Qi cut down several monsters. Immediately, he plunged into the demon cluster.

Mu Cang dragged his silver spear. Murderous intent filled his eyes as he too charged into the demon swarm.

After cutting down several monsters, he murmured, “So weak…”

Beside him, Mazi flicked the blood from his blade. “This is just the appetizer. The real trouble is coming later!”