Supreme Divine Book

C1405 Divinities Terrace



C1405 Divinities Terrace

"No!"    

    

In the midst of endless fear and panic, the Bone Devil's primordial spirit was directly devoured by Yan Wu.    

    

With the death of the Bone Devil, the already unable demon army fell into a state of restlessness.    

    

Han Chen, Pu Canghun, Zhongli Yanchang, Shen Yu and the rest were all unstoppable, directly massacring to the end, forming a bloody path amidst the tens of thousands of demons.    

    

His body was lying on the ground, blood flowing everywhere.    

    

Han Chen rose into the air with his sword at the head of the group, opening up a path for him on his way to the God Demon Arena.    

    

All sorts of miserable wails and screams weaved together to form a frenzied melody. All sorts of broken limbs from the Great Demons and Little Demons flew into the sky, blood and organs flying everywhere. The intense scene was bloody and cruel.    

    

At the same time of the massacre, everyone rapidly headed in the direction of the God Demon Arena.    

    

Han Chen, Yan Wu, Pu Canghun and their group possessed unstoppable might, but the devils could not even block them. Even so, there were still countless great devils that rushed forward, one after the other.    

    

The demons were a cold and heartless race.    

    

He treated others mercilessly, but also treated himself coldly.    

    

This was an order from the Dark Lord, no one was allowed to approach the God Demon Arena.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

Han Chen used his sword to pick off all the demons. His deep eyes flashed with an ice-cold light, "Those who don't want to die, all of you better scram!"    

    

"AWOO!"    

    

"Wuuwaa!"    

    

Not only were the devils not intimidated by Han Chen, they instead unleashed an imposing manner that overflowed into the skies as they violently attacked Han Chen.    

    

"Kill them!"    

    

"When the top powerhouses of my demon race come, none of you foolish humans will be able to survive."    

    

"Hmph, how stubborn!"    

    

Han Chen's eyes congealed, and an astonishing power of the great wasteland burst out from his body.    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

The vast power of the Great Desolate was like an endless ocean of smoke, the domineering power of the Desolate Force caused the entire space to turn yellow.    

    

The world was dark, and a gray light covered the entire sky.    

    

The fury of the wind and thunder was deafening.    

    

"Eight Desolations Six Paths!" Han Chen shouted as he raised his hand to strike.    

    

In an instant, a giant palm about three thousand feet wide and covered in silver light runes appeared in the world. The giant palm, which was comparable to that of an unrivaled god or devil, swept across the entire wasteland, setting off an extremely violent and terrifying power that blasted towards the demon race experts in front of them.    

    

"Boom boom boom!"    

    

The destructive power that could destroy the heavens and earth surged down like a sea of smoke and dust.    

    

The vast power of the Eight Desolations Six Palm was like a mountain that pierced through the sky. Wherever it went, the sky would change color. One after another, demon experts were blasted to pieces on the spot.    

    

This palm from Han Chen instantly exterminated close to a thousand demons of different sizes.    

    

Such a vast and mighty scene could be called terrifying.    

    

"F * * k, he's really cruel!" Chi Ming couldn't help but curse.    

    

Looking at the clan leaders of the Spirit Demoness, Pu Canghun couldn't help but to exclaim in admiration as they watched one demon expert after another explode in front of the palm which contained the power of the Great Desolate Force.    

    

"Good move!"    

    

"We'll reach the Divine Demon Arena in another hundred or so." Yan Wu said.    

    

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble. The following hundred miles was the most crucial part of their journey.    

    

"Let's go!"    

    

"Kill!"    

    

Demons roared in all directions, causing blood to spurt out into the nine heavens.    

    

His aura was like a rainbow, unstoppable and unstoppable.    

    

A long path of blood that stretched for a hundred kilometers extended from outside towards the interior of the Demon Region. Han Chen, Yan Wu, Pu Canghun and their group had been massacring their way over here, a hundred miles away from the Blood Slaughter.    

    

Continuously driving downwards, an ancient and grand building finally appeared in everyone's line of sight.    

    

It was a vast divine altar that was thousands of feet high.    

    

The Dao Pillar was built at the very front of a mountain. It was a towering mountain peak with a majestic waterfall cascading down from it straight into the nine heavens.    

    

A magnificent waterfall poured down from the mountain peaks, flowing along the swift river around the thousand zhang divine platform.    

    

From afar, one could see that the thousand foot high divine platform was located in the middle of a river.    

    

On the vast altar stood three Skypillars.    

    

The Sky Pillar was about one hundred zhang tall, and it flickered with a dark golden luster. It was the three divine metals that stood in between the heaven and earth.    

    

There were many ancient patterns and complex patterns on the pillars, and the patterns on the pillars were all different. And at the top of each of the three divine pillars, there was a groove.    

    

The groove at the top of the first pillar was the shape of a hexagram.    

    

The groove at the top of the second pillar was the shape of a crescent moon.    

    

And the groove at the top of the third pillar was the outline of the sun.    

    

This divine altar was as imposing as pulling out five mountains and exuding a majestic and awe-inspiring aura.    

    

"The Demon God Arena has arrived?" Chi Ming shouted.    

    

Han Chen, Zhongli Yanchang, Shen Yu and the rest were all shocked, on Yan Wu's face, they could faintly see a hint of excitement and heat.    

    

However, what was shocking was.    

    

At this very moment, hundreds of thousands of demons had already gathered at the bottom of the Demon God Arena.    

    

The densely packed demons hung in the sky, giving off a terrifying and frightening aura.    

    

Although Han Chen and the rest were already prepared in their hearts, they couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene.    

    

"Let's go to the Godly Demon Arena and use it as a base to form a defensive circle." Yan Wu said.    

    

"En!"    

    

Everyone nodded without any objections.    

    

It was almost time to welcome the Demon Lord Chi Yan. As long as he ascended the Divine Demon Arena and waited for the Blood Demon Cheng Feng to bring the third keepsake, he could open the Divine Demonic Altar and awaken the Demon Lord Chi Yan.    

    

Similarly, if Cheng Feng did not appear.    

    

They could also evacuate the Infernal domain from the Divine Demon Arena.    

    

"Let's go!"    

    

Along the way, they continued to massacre and slaughter. No matter how many devil experts there were, they would not be able to stop the combined forces of the top experts like Pu Canghun, Han Chen and Yan Wu.    

    

The Fiendgod platform grew closer and closer!    

    

The closer they got to the Demon God Altar, the fiercer the attacks from the demon race experts became.    

    

"Tsk tsk!"    

    

Just as Han Chen's group was less than five kilometers away from the God Demon Arena, a surge of churning blood mist suddenly whizzed over from behind the demon army.    

    

Accompanied by a sharp and strange laughter, an invisible sound wave swept out.    

    

Chi Ming, Shen Yu and the other experts of the Spirit Demoness who were at the early and middle stages of the Entering the Saint realm all felt their vital energy and blood surging upwards, the circulation of the Martial Spirit in their bodies also became a lot slower.    

    

"Shen Yu, what's wrong?"    

    

Han Chen immediately retreated back to Shen Yu's side and asked.    

    

Shen Yu shook her head, and smiled: "Relax, I'm fine."    

    

"Demon Marshall Yan Wu, long time no see, hehe."    

    

That piercing and strange laughter made people feel even more uneasy.    

    

Those demon army troops who had been massacred by Han Chen and the others regained their vigor once again.    

    

Within the churning blood fog, a cold figure gradually appeared.    

    

Han Chen frowned, his gaze becoming more serious. The top experts of the demon race had finally arrived.    

    


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