Chapter 1705 — Flames of War in Carefree Village
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The suns on the sun-barges blazed with fierce fire, evaporating the storm clouds and burning them away. Doo-doo — war horns sounded from the Taihuang Heaven; the ancient battle-song made the scalp go numb and the blood boil!
On the leading sun-barge, Yan Jingjing stood with her towering frame; of her four arms, two gripped the mast, and the other two drew a divine bow, and the light of the arrow split the sky, bringing down a Duke of Thunder.
From those advancing sun-barges, dazzling shafts of arrow-light shot into the sky at the Dukes of Thunder and the Mothers of Lightning, and one after another they fell!
"The Moon Wardens—" someone shouted at the top of his lungs.
And now moon-barge after moon-barge rose to its feet, and moon after moon climbed into the heavens; the moons reflected the light of the sun-barges and turned it into rays of appalling power, reaping the lives of the Heavenly Court's Dukes of Thunder and Mothers of Lightning! The million ships of the Celestial River host hoisted sail and came killing toward Carefree Village.
At the center of those million warships, a blaze of fire raged into the sky — the raging fire of Zhu Shaoping's personal guards.
Zhu Shaoping, the Divine Sage of the South Pole Heaven, cultivated a body of sacred flame, and the divine men beneath his banner were likewise demigods of the South Pole Heaven.
Countless demigods waved their command pennants; the pennants pointed, and lo, the Celestial River ran fire — flame came flooding down over its surging waters, covering the heavens and the earth, and burned upon the face of the flood! Boom!
An Ark of the Other Shore tore into the Celestial River; the Heavenly King Di Shitian stood upon the ark, and beneath his command were countless gods and demons of Carefree Village, rising on flying chariot after flying chariot; the compartments opened, and sword-pellets beyond number flew out.
The sword-pellets spun, and countless flying swords merged into a torrent of blades more towering and vast than the Celestial River itself! This was the Jingping sword-matrix way of war — flying swords scouring the land!
In the Netherworld Capital of the Primordial Realm, the Netherworld Heavenly Venerate suddenly flung open his eyes; paper boats beyond number flew out, and aged netherworld emissaries, lanterns in hand, prepared to kill their way into the world of the living. At the same moment, the Netherworld Capital of the Primordial Realm shook violently; an ox horn burning with the demon-fire of the Netherworld stabbed through it, and the Void Heavenly Venerate thrust in his enormous head, opened his gaping mouth, and gave a soundless roar.
Countless fiends and demon tribes of the Netherworld poured from the Void Heavenly Venerate's mouth like an overflowing tide, charging at those aged emissaries!
When Shen Mu and Lord Shang arrived at the Primordial Realm, all they could see at its center was water and fire touching the sky. The Battle of Carefree Village had at last begun.