Chapter 944: The Battle Ends, Both Gods and Demons Fall!

"Did you feel it?!" Saint Xuanzhong suddenly spoke.

"It is its aura, it is right here on this battlefield!" Saint Xuanhuang cried out in shock, "It has appeared! There is indeed no mistake! I can feel it!"

"How many years has it been? All our meticulous planning has been entirely for this single moment..."

Yet at this very moment, a golden bridge sundered the firmament into two distinct worlds, to say nothing of their confinement within the Immortal-Slaying Array; even with their world-shaking cultivation, holding the array at bay for a time was already a display of supreme and heavenly power, but descending to the mortal battlefield below was an absolute impossibility!

Yet as they cast their gaze downward, they saw upon the battlefield against the Nine Nether Fiendgods that a shield wall formed by vast swathes of knights blocked the advance, warriors charged the front lines, the holy light of priests rained down, and the grand army moved forward like an inescapable cage, crushing everything step by step!

"Priest healing, keep up!"

"Knights, press forward!"

The roaring cries vibrated through the entirety of the battlefield.

On another front, Nalan Hongwu, Gu Tingyun, Zong Wu, and the others had driven the Radiant God of Arbitration into a succession of perilous straits.

With sword shadows fracturing the light, Nalan Hongwu relied on his supreme blade masteries to hold the Radiant God of Arbitration single-handedly from the front; his countless exquisite sword forms were as unbridled as a heavenly steed soaring through the skies, yet they were anchored by an extraordinary and profound stability.

With a killing intent that darkened the heavens, Zong Wu led a host from the flank to pin down the Arbitration Army, besieging them from all sides; even an entity as formidable as the Radiant God of Arbitration was now being utterly suppressed, left gasping for breath!

These mortals seemed to have wrung out every ounce of strength from their very beings, and every single action they took appeared to have been rehearsed and calculated countless times; their manner of combat was mature and seasoned to an almost terrifying degree!

Only now did the Pantheon, the Nine Nether Fiendgods, and the Eight Great Immortal Clans realize with a jolt of shock that they were actually... facing a total disadvantage!?

This was the Allied Human Army, the very Allied Human Army they were witnessing!

This was also the first time they had ever felt such overwhelming shock brought upon them by a group of enemies, a mere gathering of ants!

They were weak indeed, and the strength of these mortals was still far inferior, but it was precisely by virtue of their losses and errors being compressed almost to zero that they were suppressing this allied army of immortals, gods, and demons step by step!

Everyone’s expressions grew incredibly heavy.

"Is there no other way...?"

"Bestow it upon them!" Although they had never imagined that a battle located in the mortal realm would ever escalate to such a point, these immortals, gods, and legions of demons seemed to have reached a resolute decision at this moment, speaking almost in perfect unison, "Having traversed countless tribulations since the primordial era until now, this battle can only be won, it cannot be lost!"

"Kill them all! Leave not a single soul!" They could not help but feel a chilling dread seep through their entire bodies, not merely because of their own greed, but because... such an enemy could absolutely no longer be allowed to exist.

...The tribulations of heaven and earth had arisen, and various fortunes of creation had once partitioned the laws of heaven and earth they governed at the Palace of Divergent Paths; now, they themselves were the Heavenly Dao!

Their power was, at the very least, absolutely not something these mortals could rival!

They believed that as long as their planning of these tens of millions of years succeeded, no matter how powerful an existence might be, it would never be able to obstruct them again! At least within this world that belonged to them, they were absolutely invincible!

...

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyue was still sitting beside the battlefield taking a rest; after giving it some thought and feeling it wasn't quite right, she patted her backside and stood back up, feeling she still hadn't eaten enough, so she held a bag of potato chips to munch on while beginning to fight.

"Huh...?!"

"Why is everyone looking at me!?" A sudden shiver ran through her, and a wave of coldness rushed up her spine.

...

The battle fought by these humans was entirely different from the one atop the golden bridge, and could be described as incomparably grueling.

They were but mere mortals, having at most just broken through into transcendence.

Just as they were accumulating their efforts step by step, striving to make the scales of victory tilt toward them—and they had nearly succeeded, nearly using mortal strength to truly vanquish these gods and demons—this sudden upheaval almost ruined all their hard-earned lifeblood in an instant!

The battle formation was like a tightly strung bowstring; the moment this string snapped, it collapsed... instantaneously!

...

On the southeastern battlefield, these monstrous fiends from the Nine Nethers seemed to have fallen into a collective frenzy, crashing against the shield wall with an utter disregard for their own lives, resembling a surging black torrent that came wave after wave until finally... a breach was torn open.

The shield wall, like a dam bursting its banks, came pouring down toward a specific direction.

On the western battlefield, a terrifying divine power erupted into the air as the Radiant God of Arbitration and his surrounding guard, hundreds of the most elite Arbitrator Troops, unleashed pillars of light that shot straight into the firmament; it was as though the will of the entire world was being bestowed upon their bodies, and the laws of heaven and earth all favored their souls!

"Doomsday, Judgment!" With a furious roar, streaks of destructive pillars of light tore between heaven and earth, nearly transforming the mortal realm into a horrific purgatory!

...

"Where is the Tank?! Shield Wall! Get the Shield Wall up for me! Hold the line—!" Wilson, the Grand Sword Saint of the Realm, bellowed hoarsely as he charged alone into that black torrent.

Jiang Xiaoyue's mind was a complete blank at this moment; she was currently with Li Lanruo as well as Mu Qing, Yue Bai, and the others from the Haotian Academy, their surroundings almost entirely enveloped by the frenzied Arbitrator Troops that surged forward like a tsunami.

"Kill!" The sword in Yue Bai's hand swung without cessation.

"Kill!" Mu Qing's eyes had turned entirely blood-red from the slaughter.

Jiang Xiaoyue's small face was also somewhat pale at this moment.

Yet even though this small academy detachment fought until their swords shattered... and until they were utterly exhausted, they still could not see an end to it!

...

"Priest healing! Heal—!"

"Mages, crowd control! Steady!"

"Hold on... just hold on a little longer!" Turning his head abruptly, Commander Evan only saw his comrades of yesterday falling one after another, his heart weeping tears of blood.

Right at this moment, a terrifying and incomparable roar echoed out; at the center of the battlefield, that colossal evil god actually amplified its power once more!

An incredibly sinister energy instantly transformed into a black tsunami, sweeping outward in all directions with itself as the epicenter!

The front-line shield wall, which had long since descended into chaos, was smashed apart and submerged on the spot, before the wave continued its sweeping advance toward the rear.

At this moment, even the immensely powerful supreme experts like Wilson the Grand Sword Saint, Hermaton the World Mage, and Swain felt nothing but a wave of icy despair in their hearts: "It's a total party wipe!"

In past battles, death was not the end, but this time... perhaps they had truly reached the final destination.

They gazed distantly at that golden light high above their heads; even if a victory was won up there... it would probably be entirely meaningless now, for the mortal realm would soon be overturned by the remaining allied forces of the three realms.

Amidst such terrifying power, no one could save themselves; at least... they could not.

Saint Xuanzhong and Light God King Mingguang, the Master of the Pantheon, also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, looking at Fang Qi within the array as they let out a mocking laugh: "In the end, it is still our strategy that reigns supreme! By trapping us within this array, although you have cut off the possibility of us causing massive destruction to the mortal realm with a wave of our hands, you have also cut off your own ability to aid them!"

Fang Qi looked downward and shook his head: "If I said that they no longer need anyone's help now, would you believe me?"

"Right now, every single one of them is a King."

...

Before them lay a battlefield devastated by ruins, and... that destructive energy swallowing everything like a tsunami.

Mortal strength was so insignificantly small; of the entire Golden Gryphon Knight Order, only Commander Evan was left at this moment, standing entirely alone upon the battlefield.

No one knew what he was about to face, but he understood that he had to do something right now.

For all the people they protected, and for this world they so dearly loved.

Here lived the kind and peaceful elves, the fierce and unyielding orcs, and even... those mysterious and ancient Eastern friends.

He still remembered all of them boating together on Red Leaf Lake, progressing through dungeons together in *World of Warcraft*, suffering together in *Dark Souls*...

He was grateful to this world for nurturing so many lovely people.

Perhaps the Heavenly Dao was no more, but this land they relied on for survival remained; this was the place where they grew up, and it held countless people and memories they could never forget.

"Paladin, do you dare to sacrifice yourself?!" an ancient phrase of the holy knights echoed within his mind.

"Why would I not dare!" The greatsword spun, piercing straight through his own chest!

Divine Intervention!!

When everyone had utterly fallen, the Blessing of Sacrifice protected a single soul, leaving her standing alone upon the battlefield.

With a gentle wave of her staff, her physical form dissolved into the ethereal, merging entirely into the holy light as its sacred radiance unfurled like the wings of an angel!

One by one, silhouettes rose from the earth once more, and in this singular moment... they themselves were the miracle!

"You do nothing but bully others, what kind of deities are you supposed to be!?" Jiang Xiaoyue ground her silver teeth, shielding the others, and drawing upon an unknown source of raw power, she swept her blade, scattering the demonic horde! That terrifying might cleft right through the allied forces of gods and demons who were besieging them, besieging the East Continent, and besieging the West Continent, cleaving them all clean in half!

"Bring forth the Seven Arrows Nail Book!" Gu Tingyun's white hair flew wild and disheveled, radiating a murderous aura!

In this moment, they had long since cast life and death to the winds! How could they care about anything else?!

With the Seven Star lanterns beneath his feet, two arrows flew true!

"Pfft—!" The God of Radiant Arbitration spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, while the Evil God of Shadows found his massive physique entirely enshrouded by the aura of death!

"The second arrow—!" Gu Tingyun's already aged face withered almost instantly into a hollow mask.

"Divine Shield—!" On the other side, the holy light flared like a single spark, igniting a prairie fire!

These humans had truly gone mad, utterly reckless of their lives! In this moment, the sky full of gods and demons felt only a deep, penetrating chill.

They seemed to be declaring to these supreme beings through their very actions: victory, or death!

And just then, to their utter horror, a flash of sword light swept across the horizon!

Blood dyed the entire Executing Immortal Sword Array crimson!

In this final moment... the remaining allied forces of the three realms felt only an icy numbness in their hearts, their faces painted with bewilderment, panic, and dread, as they finally realized—they were finished!