Chapter 54 Sword Immortal Li Chengdao!
The fallen Great Xia Immortal suddenly joined the battlefield, which surprised the gods, but immediately afterwards, they showed a look of disdain.

"You, the human race, still dream of defeating us? If you really win, wouldn't it show that my race is incompetent?"

"Humph! Kill! Let's use the blood of these humans to make them realize the truth."

Even though the human race is indeed powerful, they still don't have the fear that the gods have.

Their confidence in their own strength has long been engraved in their bones.

Powerful is the byword of the Gods.

Those who awakened from the source of Tao were called immortals. They were extremely confident in their own strength and turned a deaf ear to the shouting of the gods.

This is a battlefield, and on the battlefield, fists are the only way to win.

"What's the point of just verbal bragging?" The spirited immortal sneered, "Let's fight! Only after a fight can we know who will win!"

"Then I will make you admit defeat sincerely!"

The gods swarmed in like an overwhelming force, like locusts swarming onto fertile soil.

And that is their nature.

The gods are proud, but their pride is not without basis and source, otherwise why are they called gods?

Broken limbs and arms were scattered everywhere on the battlefield, blood soaked the clothes, and dried up the next second.

No one knew how long this epic war lasted.

The sky, earth, sun and moon all rise and fall endlessly with the changes in various secret methods, making it impossible to recognize the passage of time.

However, as time went by, the human race's shortcomings that were difficult to maintain became apparent.

The gods are powerful after all. Even those beings who awakened from the source of Tao and have been meditating for three thousand years are still at a disadvantage when facing the aggressive and well-prepared gods.

"Cough cough cough..."

Fresh blood and fragments of internal organs were spat out, but the owner of the flesh and blood seemed to feel no pain at all. He stood up from the ground with a fierce look on his face, smeared the flesh and blood randomly, and made seals with his hands.

"Nine Heavens Demon Subduing Formation, rise!"

On the battlefield, this formation is no longer unique.

Using his own flesh and blood as a catalyst and his vitality as an aid, he rose and fell in the magic array and trapped the existence of the so-called gods but actually demons.

The next second after the formation was formed, the gods within the designated area were directly wrapped up, and the formation was quickly refined!
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Before he could feel happy, a chilling corrosion sound came from the formation. Immediately afterwards, the Great Xia Immortal, who used himself as the core of the formation, spat out a mouthful of blood and his breath quickly weakened.

The formation was broken.

There were corpses of gods falling down, but there were more living injured gods. They looked ferocious and started killing people as soon as they landed!

Looking around, this is not an isolated case at all.

Countless immortals were struggling to resist. Each of them had been forced to fight and was seriously injured, but they were still struggling to hold on.

The remaining humans witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and despair consumed their hearts.

No.

Or not.

Nothing works!

Could it be that even these powerful people who have broken free from their shackles and reached the immortal realm cannot rival the gods?
So what can save humanity from the dire straits?
What is the foundation for human survival?
Is it that the human race is inherently weak and is not as lucky as the gods who are born with extremely strong strength?
Born as human beings, could it be that they are... wrong?
Are the gods... the true masters of this world?
Just when everyone was confused and lost, and had no idea where they should go.

"Ugh……"

A faint sigh suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

The sigh was like a breeze, passing by everyone's ears, and people's hearts suddenly calmed down, no longer feeling desperate and confused as before. Who is it...?

The same thought occurs in different people's minds.

"Although you have achieved a breakthrough, you have not yet reached the upper limit of your strength in this world. If you want to break free from the shackles, you cannot stop here!"

"I don't want to interfere, but you shouldn't stop here, so let me lend you a hand."

The gods and humans on the battlefield all heard these light words, which were spoken with such confidence, as if his mere appearance would be able to resolve the deadlock that was plaguing countless humans. This shocked the humans, causing them to wonder and inquire, while also making the gods look ferocious, roaring and questioning.

"Who is sneaking around? Get out! Don't play tricks! Otherwise, we will slaughter all your people and turn them into pigs and dogs!"

"You..." Before he could finish his words, he could no longer say the rest.

The God Clan that jumped out and clamored was not very strong. They had already existed when the Great Emperor entered the scene, but to be able to survive until now, he was indeed quite capable.

His ability is his support.

However, this god, who was as tenacious and indestructible as the cockroach, could no longer utter a word.

His pupils had dimmed at some point, and now looked like two lifeless gray glass beads embedded in his deeply sunken eye sockets.

And his neck - some people from Daxia remembered it very clearly. They almost broke the weapons in their hands, but they didn't cut off his neck. However, they didn't know when a thin line appeared on it.

A blood-colored line encircles the neck.

When the aura of the human and god races fluctuated, the blood line began to drop.

"Boom!"

A headless corpse of a god fell heavily to the ground, stained with countless amounts of divine blood.

The whole place was in complete silence. Even the arrogant gods could not help but feel terrified by this mysterious method, fearing that they would be the next lucky person to be beheaded.

At the time of stalemate.

"Look!"

At some point, a hole was torn in the sky again. Unlike the grand scene when the gods descended, this hole appeared silently, and the arc of the tear was smooth, as if it was just a light cut in the middle.

A man holding a sword walked out and silently watched the bloody battlefield.

His robes fluttered and he looked ordinary, but the aura emanating from his body made countless demons' scalps tingle.

What a powerful breath!

This person must be a master.

When did this kind of expert appear in the human race? Why did he appear only now?

Unlike the surprise of the gods, many people of Daxia were extremely excited, following the figure in the sky with their eyes.

“That’s…that’s!!”

They are so familiar with this figure!
This person was actually the swordsman who fought against countless monsters at the border of the Milky Way three thousand years ago!
He had already entered Taiyi's existence before the spiritual disaster came!

He is also the direct disciple of the Supreme Ancestor.

"I attained enlightenment and became an immortal three thousand years ago."

"I was accepted as a disciple by Patriarch Lu Chen and learned the swordsmanship of the Great Emperor Zhenwu."

"The ancestor gave me the name... Li Chengdao!"

The sword immortal came from the sky with a cold voice.

(End of this chapter)