MF-novel #917 - Tyrant Cloud summons the Shadow Clan
#917 - Tyrant Cloud summons the Shadow Clan
The Demon Tribe's Grand Priests, hundreds of elders draped in black robes, stood upon the altar like specters in the night, commencing their ancient summoning ritual.
With hands dancing and mouths chanting incantations, they seemed to be communicating with the power of another world.
This summoning ritual bore a resemblance to the summoning techniques Li Chengfeng had once employed, both aimed at summoning a powerful external force for their own use.
The realm they were communicating with was the mysterious Shadow Clan.
The Shadow Clan, a legendary race of evil and power, existed like shadows in the night, silent and invisible, yet omnipresent.
Once summoned, they would leave a mark within the summoner's heart, becoming a pawn in their hands.
The hundred Grand Priests, their eyes gleaming with determination, knew this summoning would come at a great cost.
They were willing to offer their own lives as a sacrifice to the unknown Shadow Clan, seeking their aid.
In the sky, countless lightning bolts began to brew, as if the heavens were angered by this summoning ritual.
A massive vortex slowly formed, like an opening maw, ready to devour everything.
Li Chengfeng watched this scene, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
The enemy was summoning some kind of powerful evil spirit, but he remained calm, as he had anticipated this.
At this moment, his subordinates also began to take action.
They quickly arranged a special formation called the "Flying Sword Formation."
As the formation activated, twenty-six flying swords materialized in the air, shining like the brightest stars in the night sky.
The million-strong army of the Xuan Guang Continent, combined with Li Chengfeng's hundred thousand troops, formed this immense formation.
They were like flying swords, interconnected and unified, forming a force to be reckoned with.
Although this formation was hastily assembled, under the command of Li Chengfeng's Forbidden Armor cultivators and with the coordination of Qing Ning Old Ancestor's array techniques, it displayed astonishing power.
Currently, the entire Demon Tribe was completely surrounded by these twenty-six flying swords.
The twenty-six flying swords were closely connected to Li Chengfeng's mind, dancing in the air as if imbued with life.
Li Chengfeng's own flying sword resonated with them, enabling each flying sword formed by human cultivators to unleash the same power as his own.
These swords were like sharp blades, cutting through the sky, their sword energy soaring, reaching the clouds.
At this moment, the sword energy released by the twenty-six flying swords was like the awe-inspiring might of the heavens, inspiring reverence.
The sword energy intertwined and collided in the air, creating deafening sounds, as if the heavens and earth were resonating in response.
This was the first time Li Chengfeng had used flying swords as a guide to arrange such a powerful formation for the human race, its astonishing power was truly breathtaking.
Faced with the approaching Demon Tribe army, Li Chengfeng was already confident, this was not a decision made in haste.
Only by uniting could they defeat the powerful enemy.
Therefore, he meticulously planned and deployed this Flying Sword Grand Formation.
At this moment, the human race's commander-in-chief and some high-ranking officials were in their respective positions, standing ready, awaiting Li Chengfeng's further instructions.
They were not in a hurry to attack, because they knew that the key to this battle lay in Li Chengfeng and his Flying Sword Grand Formation.
Long Xing stood at the forefront as the vanguard officer, holding a long spear, his gaze firm.
He looked towards Li Chengfeng, who was standing on the high platform, his eyes bright as if he could see through everything.
This huge platform was like an altar, exuding an unparalleled aura, inspiring awe.
A warm current surged in Long Xing's heart.
Years ago, Li Chengfeng had helped the human race fight against the Demon Tribe, playing a crucial role.
At that time, Long Xing had taken away the families of the human cultivators, protecting them from the Demon Tribe's invasion.
And now, looking at Li Chengfeng again, he was already a half-step God Transformation expert, standing at the pinnacle of the human race, capable of killing the King of Assassins, what formidable strength!
Long Xing couldn't help but admire Li Chengfeng in his heart.
He touched the Forbidden Armor on his body, which Li Chengfeng had asked Sauron to give him, which could enhance his strength and save his life.
He sighed: "Indeed, heroes emerge in their youth! Li Chengfeng, you are indeed the pride of the human race!"
Faced with Li Chengfeng's storm-like powerful offensive, the Demon Tribe did not act rashly, but quickly activated their most powerful defensive formation.
Once this formation was activated, it seemed that an unspeakable sense of heaviness surged between heaven and earth.
Under the protection of the formation, countless altars emerged from the ground, like black peaks, standing in the midst of the Demon Tribe's army.
Millions of Demon Tribe warriors were ready to fight, each with a sky-high intention to kill, and their blood energy permeated like a substance.
The strong bloody aura soared into the sky, intertwined with the dark clouds in the sky, forming a doomsday-like scene.
In the sky, the huge vortex was like an angry beast, spinning faster and faster, releasing more and more powerful forces, as if it wanted to devour the entire world.
Hidden in the center of this vortex was the Demon Tribe's most powerful force, and their confidence in resisting Li Chengfeng.
The Demon Tribe's commander-in-chief, Ba Fengyun, stepped onto the tallest platform, his figure appearing particularly majestic in the light of the altar.
Ba Fengyun's eyes were like torches, looking at Li Chengfeng, the two people's eyes met in the air, as if sparks were about to be ignited.
The Demon Tribe's commander-in-chief, Ba Fengyun, was filled with shock and fear at this moment, feeling the mountain-like heavy pressure from Li Chengfeng, and his current strength was simply unable to compete with Li Chengfeng.
He did not give up the idea of resisting because of this.
Although the number of half-step Demon Emperors on the Demon Tribe's side was not as large as Li Chengfeng's side, the overall strength of the Demon Tribe was still not to be underestimated.
What's more, this time there was also the help of the Shadow Monsters, although these Shadow Monsters were difficult to control, once released, they would definitely bring no small trouble to Li Chengfeng.
Perhaps, they could even use these Shadow Monsters to turn defeat into victory.
Thinking of these.
The Demon Tribe's commander-in-chief, Ba Fengyun's voice echoed in the heavens and earth.
He said: "Li Chengfeng, you demonic dog thief, you are bent on subverting my Demon Tribe, dreaming of ascension.
Now, I will give you a chance, quickly surrender! As long as you are willing to submit to the Demon Tribe, I will spare you from death, and give you a chance to ascend.
With your current practice of demonic arts and murderous actions, you will definitely be able to secure a place for yourself in the Demon Tribe, why not do it?"
Li Chengfeng sneered, his laughter filled with disdain and ridicule for the Demon Tribe.
He said: "Wishful thinking? It's ridiculous.
If I really wanted to join the Demon Tribe, why would I have gone to such lengths to get to where I am today? The Demon Tribe is nothing more than a group of perfidious and despicable people.
Don't talk about you so-called Demon Tribe high-ranking officials, what about the legendary Ancient Demons?
Aren't they the same selfish and self-interested, only using others as pawns?
If we humans were to join you, I'm afraid we would be like those pygmy Demon Tribes who are enslaved by you, being used as cannon fodder and driven at will.
Rather than living such a humiliating life, I would rather fight bravely and win a glimmer of hope for our human race!"