Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

The Battle of Immortals and DemonsHe suddenly stood up, his hands clenched into fists, veins bulging.

He roared to the sky, ”You two ungrateful wretches! My Ming Cult will unify the Three Realms sooner or later, but you’ve thrown away your lives for nothing!”

His roar was like thunder, shaking the entire Great Hall.

The candlelight on the walls flickered violently, as if trembling with his rage.

Wu Hai suppressed the raging anger in his heart.

His gaze swept over the Ming Cult followers in the hall, a cold glint in his eyes.

He slowly raised his right hand, fingers spread, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire Great Hall.

”Go,” his voice full of authority. ”Notify those Immortal Sects. If they do not submit to my Ming Cult, attack them directly. The three Immortal Sect Heads who disobeyed me are dead. There is no need to spare their Immortal Sects either. Kill them all!”

Wu Hai’s voice echoed through the palace, filled with unparalleled dominance.

Every word seemed to carry infinite demonic power, striking fear into people’s hearts.

Hearing the Sect Head’s command, the Ming Cult followers below immediately cheered with joy, their eyes gleaming with fanaticism.

Some shouted ”Sect Head is mighty!”, some knelt and kowtowed, and some even trembled with excitement.

One of the followers said flatteringly, ”Sect Head is wise! Our cult unifying the Three Realms is just around the corner!”

”Sect Head is sagely wise!”

”We are willing to go through fire and water for the Sect Head!”

”Kill all those ants who refuse to submit!”

Flattering voices rose and fell, and the entire Great Hall erupted.

Meanwhile, Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei, carrying the Divine Fire, dared not stop for a moment, rushing towards the Ming Cult direction with burning anxiety.

This Tiaotie is an ancient fierce beast, rumored to take pleasure in devouring, inherently greedy.

Possessing Wu Hai’s body, it caused his temperament to change drastically and his ambition to swell to the extreme.

If it is not removed quickly, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Zhao Yuwei followed closely behind Xiao Feng, biting her lip. ”I hope we can arrive before Wu Hai is completely controlled by the Tiaotie!”

Just then, the sky suddenly became gloomy.

Thick dark clouds rolled and surged like ink, as if a great disaster was about to descend.

Within the dark clouds, faint flashes of lightning flickered, and distant low thunder rumbled, giving off an ominous feeling.

The two noticed the abnormality and looked up, seeing countless figures flashing in the sky.

They were Ming Cult followers, dressed in black robes, holding Magical Artifacts emitting a faint glow, surging towards the immortal disciples like a black tide.

On the Immortal Sect side, the old man dressed in white Taoist robes held a whisk and chanted incantations.

His Taoist robes were as white as snow, embroidered with golden cloud patterns, appearing solemn and majestic.

With a flick of the whisk, countless white threads shot out like spiritual snakes, instantly entangling several Ming Cult followers. Those followers struggled desperately, but were wrapped tighter and tighter, letting out bursts of painful screams.

A young female immortal Disciple, holding a long sword, its blade shimmering with light.

Her figure was agile, swinging her sword to create a brilliant sword flourish, forcing back the approaching Ming Cult followers.

Where the sword light passed, it left streaks of silver.

The Ming Cult followers were not to be outdone. A burly man held a huge black battle axe. As he swung the axe, it brought up whistling winds. Wherever it went, large pits were smashed into the ground, and the immortal disciples dodged one after another.

There were also some Ming Cult followers who cast strange Spells, black flames spewing from their palms, instantly turning the surrounding grass and trees to ash and burning towards the immortal disciples.

This black flame was different from ordinary flames; it seemed to devour all vitality. Wherever it passed, the immortal disciples touched by the black fire instantly ignited with strange black flames, howling in pain.

In the sky, the light of magical treasures intertwined and flashed, the sounds of shouting and killing, and the roar of Spells interwoven, deafening.

The entire battlefield was in chaos, with splashing blood and shattered Magical Artifacts everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei couldn’t help but gasp.

How did the Ming Cult people end up fighting the Immortal Sect people?

The battle situation in the sky changed rapidly. The attacks of both the immortal disciples and the Demon Sect followers began to weaken.

At this critical moment, Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei rushed into the battlefield like two meteors.

When the Immortal Sect’s power weakened, the Immortal Power within Xiao Feng circulated rapidly. He formed hand seals and softly shouted, ”Water Curtain Sky Flower!”

In an instant, the world changed color.

Countless water droplets appeared out of thin air, condensing into a huge Water Curtain in the sky.

The Demon Sect followers watched this scene in horror. Someone exclaimed, ”What kind of demon magic is this?”

Xiao Feng sneered and pushed his hands forward fiercely.

The huge Water Curtain instantly transformed into countless streams of water, attacking the Demon Sect crowd like ten thousand arrows fired at once.

”Boom!”

Wherever the water streams passed, the Demon Sect followers were swept away one after another, looking utterly disheveled.

For a time, only the burly man leading the Demon Sect could still stand firm on the entire battlefield.

That burly man was stout, over two meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, holding a giant axe.

His eyes were like lightning, staring at Xiao Feng, and he suddenly burst into laughter. ”Good kid! I didn’t expect the Immortal Sect to hide such a powerful character like you!”

Xiao Feng watched the opponent vigilantly, showing no change in expression.

The burly man stopped laughing and said seriously, ”Little brother, your skills are wasted in the Immortal Sect. How about joining my Demon Sect? I guarantee you’ll enjoy wealth and glory!”

Xiao Feng gave a cold laugh. ”Just you group of evil heretics? Dream on!”

The burly man’s face darkened. ”It seems you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. In that case, today I’ll let you see how formidable your grandpa is!”

Xiao Feng curled his lip in disdain. ”I’m just afraid you don’t have the ability. If you’ve got the guts, come on over and see who falls first!”

Xiao Feng immediately stood with his sword, the Azure Edge Sword turning gently in his hand, its tip pointing directly at the Demon Sect burly man.

A sharp Aura burst forth from him, like a soaring sword energy shooting straight into the sky.

”Come and fight!” Xiao Feng roared, and his entire body shot towards the burly man like an arrow released from a bowstring.

The burly man’s eyes changed color, and the mountain-splitting axe in his hand suddenly chopped down, bringing with it a gust of bloody wind.

Xiao Feng did not retreat but advanced, lightly tapping his toes in the air, his figure dodging like a ghost.

The Azure Edge Sword turned a semicircle in his palm, and a thin layer of ice crystals suddenly condensed on the blade.

”This is...” A hint of surprise flashed in the burly man’s eyes.

Just as Xiao Feng flicked his wrist, where the sword tip pointed, the residual mist from the Water Curtain Sky Flower actually condensed into countless sharp ice crystal blades along with the sword’s momentum, shooting towards the burly man.

The burly man hastily swung his axe to block, but his sleeves were still cut by a few ice blades.

”Kid, you’ve got some skills!” the burly man roared angrily, and swung his mountain-splitting axe again.

Xiao Feng was unhurried, his figure as light as willow down, avoiding this fatal blow at the critical moment.

He tapped his foot, and his entire body darted within three steps of the burly man like a wisp of green smoke.

”Too slow!” Xiao Feng sneered, and the long sword in his hand shot straight towards the burly man’s throat like a spiritual snake flicking its tongue.