Chapter 399: Strike Hard!

"Slaughter them!"

Since Wuxin Demon Lord was already wreathed in raging demonic energy, most demons didn't notice anything unusual about his current form.

A few high-ranking demons sensed something amiss, but with Wuxin Demon Lord's command, the demon army was already charging at Lu Ye in full force.

Bolts of black Tribulation Lightning swiftly vanished into the void.

This time, Shen Xitong was holding back a surge of resentment, taking out all her pent-up rage from Shangguan Huanling onto the Dark Origin.

She and Providence joined forces, unleashing pitch-black Tribulation Lightning devouring all light in the world, wildly striking into the void!

Strike harder! Strike without mercy!

Lu Ye was fully on board—destroying the Dark Origin was the top priority, even killing An Li could wait.

If the Dark Origin was eradicated, An Li would be like a doomed grasshopper, unable to hop around for long.

So he shouted loudly, "Wuxin, I know you're being controlled by An Li! Once you break free, my earlier vow still stands!"

Many demon warriors hesitated, stunned upon hearing Lu Ye's roar.

The Demon Lord was being controlled?

But the army was already upon Lu Ye.

The Human Emperor Banner appeared in Lu Ye's hand, and with a gentle wave—

In an instant, a ghastly purple mist erupted, countless agonized shrieks rang out, and countless vengeful spirits poured out from the Human Emperor Banner, ravenous as wolves, pouncing toward the demon army.

Dozens of demons froze mid-charge as their souls were ripped out.

The Human Emperor Banner was a massacre in a banner.

While the vengeful spirits of the Immortal Realm might not be very effective against demons of the same realm, they were a death sentence for those weaker.

Three primary spirits swiftly claimed the souls of the Immortal Realm demon experts.

Rows of demon warriors collapsed, soulless.

A stone sword appeared in Lu Ye's hand.

Now, with the Endless Heavenly Tower gone, their power ran wild.

But Lu Ye's power had also grown.

Kill!

Lu Ye wasn’t bloodthirsty, but these were demons!

His blade carved through the demon horde in an instant, blood painted the air.

Various sword techniques and divine abilities erupted simultaneously—even Immortal Realm demons fell in one blow from Lu Ye. However, with so many powerful enemies, he couldn't finish them all in one strike and could only do his best.

Of the Immortal Realm experts surrounding him, Lu Ye cut down four in ten, while the remaining six suffered either light or severe injuries.

The killing was relentless. The Human Emperor Banner alone harvested souls with terrifying efficiency, taking much of the heat off Lu Ye.

More and more demons surged forward.

The entire void was filled with signs of demonic forces, endless in every direction.

Only the stone sword, being a primordial weapon and having devoured the materials of an imperial weapon, could withstand such punishment. Any ordinary blade would have shattered under Lu Ye's fierce slashing.

A storm of blood and severed limbs raged.

Shen Xitong and Providence relentlessly pressed their attack against the Dark Origin.

An Li's current mood was pissed beyond belief—betrayed—again!

First, Chu Ling had revealed her location in the Fourth Heaven to Lu Ye. Then, the Devourbeast had switched sides mid-battle, forcing her into spirit form to recover through reincarnation.

Now, had she not been paranoid, the Wuxin Demon Lord would have made her the target instead.

Why did everything always go to shit?

Could there not be even a shred of trust between people?

Hadn’t the Wuxin Demon Lord always been obsessed with her? If not for her quick reaction, An Li was certain his orders would have been to have the demons besiege her!

How could this happen?

Even though she now controlled the Wuxin Demon Lord, the surrounding high-ranking demons watched her like hawks, observing her every move.

It was as if one wrong move would provoke their attack.

Thus, she had to maintain her control over the Wuxin Demon Lord—using the power of the Dark Origin.

But wielding the Dark Origin's power tripped Providence’s alarms, subjecting it to a barrage of Tribulation Lightning.

Each strike eroded hundreds—no, thousands—of years of the Dark Origin's accumulated power. A handful of hits? Survivable. But what about ten, a hundred?

Now, An Li was locked in a battle of endurance with Lu Ye.

Waves upon waves of demons surrounded Lu Ye, leaving him no way out.

Once Lu Ye's energy was running on fumes, he was dead.

At this critical moment, she had to maintain control over the Wuxin Demon Lord.

"Why are you all standing here? Join the assault!" the Wuxin Demon Lord barked at his generals.

"We are here to protect the Demon Lord!"

It was clear the Wuxin Demon Lord had their devotion.

Though unsure if he was under An Li's control, they put his safety first.

"Leave four behind—the rest, join the battle and activate the Ten Thousand Demon God-Slaying Array!"

The demons looked at each other.

The Demon Lord before them acted like his usual self.

"The four of us will stay. The rest of you, go!" a purple-haired demon declared.

"Got it!"

Lu Ye was actually playing for time too!

After all, the system was continuously attacking the Dark Origin. Though he was caught in a triple-layered encirclement, he didn't bat an eye.

Did they really think he hadn’t spent the past eighty years in seclusion devising strategies against the coming Demon Tide?

Of course he had!

Now that the Wuxin Demon Lord was under control and the Dark Origin was constantly being struck, it definitely would crack under the pressure—because each Tribulation Lightning strike was relentlessly weakening its overall power!

Given enough time, it would inevitably cry uncle.

The Dark Origin wasn’t like Lu Ye, who would unconditionally support An Li through thick and thin regardless of consequences. Once the losses became unbearable, it would surely refuse to keep playing along.

Lu Ye was certain of it.

He only hoped An Li could string the Dark Origin along a little longer, weakening it even further.

Honestly, with An Li acting like this, Lu Ye was nearly feeling bad about killing An Li.

Under normal circumstances, damaging the Dark Origin was extremely difficult. In his previous life, Lu Ye never got a clean shot—until the Dark Origin dared to mess with him in his own backyard, giving him the opening he needed.

Now, wasn’t An Li a godsend?

He had only just ascended to the Fifth Heaven, yet he could continuously strike at the Dark Origin.

And An Li could even turn those eight women to the dark side one by one, making it easier for Lu Ye to put them down.

In summary, An Li was truly a real saint—absolute MVP material!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Lu Ye hoarded his qi as much as possible, avoiding large-scale skills entirely. One sword strike, one kill—quick, clean, and brutal. Even so, the slaughter proceeded at a rapid pace.

"Ding, boom! Light that sucker up!"

"Ding, Number Two Providence, unleash my Primordial Dao Thunder!"

"Ding, Dark Origin, you’re the top-dog—don’t you dare abandon a woman!"

"Ding, boom!"