414: Unexpected victory

Four more days passed in a flash.

At this moment, the battlefield was filled with smoke, a strong scent of blood permeated the surroundings, and severed limbs were everywhere.

The elites of the three major races were covered in wounds, but they still charged at the enemy, fearless of death.

After several days of intense battle, all major forces had suffered heavy casualties.

Even Demon King, Ghost King, and Qi Basha were seriously injured at this point.

"Fuck, it's time to deal with these bastards." Seeing this situation, Yang Lingchen couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

Immediately, he secretly took a bao yuan pill, and at the same time sent a Sound Transmission to all Cosmic God Realm Cultivators in the haotian jade space, telling them to prepare for battle.

After doing all this, Yang Lingchen's main body locked his gaze on Ghost King, then he used his Ghost Cultivation Technique and stealthily approached Ghost King's location.

Meanwhile, Yang Lingchen's Clone stealthily moved towards Qi Basha's direction.

He planned to find an opportunity to kill Ghost King and Qi Basha first.

Because Yang Lingchen emitted a Ghost Cultivator's Aura, Ghost King did not pay attention to him.

Just then, Qi Basha and Ghost King exchanged a palm strike, and Demon King seized the opportunity to suddenly unleash a palm force at each of them.

"Boom... Boom... Boom...!"

With three violent roars, Qi Basha and Ghost King simultaneously flew backward.

"Die!"

Suddenly, Yang Lingchen's main body and Clone instantly darted out.

He swung his battle sword, carrying a sharp Sword Qi, and aimed it at the necks of Qi Basha and Ghost King.

Facing the suddenly appearing Yang Lingchen, Ghost King and Qi Basha's eyes instantly showed terror.

After seven days of fighting, their combat power was now less than 30%.

At the critical moment, both of them swung their swords to block in front of themselves.

"Clang...!"

"Clang...!"

"Puff...!"

As two crisp metallic clashes sounded, Ghost King and Qi Basha spat out a mouthful of old blood, instantly sent flying by Yang Lingchen's strike.

Having succeeded in one blow, Yang Lingchen did not hesitate and quickly launched a second round of attack.

"Despicable Human Race, you're seeking death."

Ghost King and Qi Basha showed angry expressions, then turned and fled into the distance. They knew that at this moment, they were no match for Yang Lingchen.

"Is it too late to escape now?" Yang Lingchen sneered, his figure suddenly flashed, instantly blocking their path.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he released all the Human Race Cosmic God Realm powerhouses.

As soon as the Human Race Cosmic God Realm powerhouses appeared, they quickly charged towards the people of the three alien races.

Facing the suddenly appearing Human Race powerhouses, the people of the three races instantly panicked. They had been fighting for seven days and were now in their fatigue period, with little combat power left.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen's main body and Clone once again pounced towards Ghost King and Qi Basha.

"Die! Despicable Human Race!" Just then, Demon King, not far away, suddenly unleashed a Sword Qi towards Yang Lingchen.

"bitch, you're seeking death."

Li Xinyi let out a delicate cry, a formless witchcraft was unleashed, directly blocking Demon King's sword strike, then she leaped forward and charged towards the opponent.

"Xinyi, be careful." Yang Lingchen reminded her, then continued to fiercely attack Ghost King and Qi Basha.

Ghost King and Qi Basha, already severely wounded, were no match for Yang Lingchen. In just a few rounds, they were heavily injured by Yang Lingchen.

The others from the three major races tried to come to their aid, but they were all blocked by the Human Race powerhouses.

"No, don't kill us." Ghost King and Qi Basha's eyes showed expressions of pleading.

"Remember, don't provoke the Human Race in your next life."

Yang Lingchen's eyes revealed cold Killing Intent, and then a Wusheng Sword Qi was unleashed.

"Chi...!"

The Sword Qi, carrying a dazzling light, instantly sliced across the necks of Ghost King and Qi Basha.

"You...!"

At this moment, their eyes were filled with unwillingness. They never expected to die at the hands of a Human Race youngster.

After dealing with Ghost King and Qi Basha, Yang Lingchen directly collected their bodies.

Then he quickly pounced towards Demon King.

At this time, Li Xinyi had completely fallen into a disadvantage in her battle with Demon King.

After all, her cultivation level was only God of Cosmos Realm, Ninth Layer, while Demon King was already a Yao Race at the Half-Step Empty Spirit Late Stage.

Although Demon King was severely wounded, she was still not someone an ordinary God of Cosmos Realm, Ninth Layer person could contend with.

"Despicable Human Race, go to hell!"

Demon King let out a delicate cry, unleashing a palm strike, carrying a sharp Aura, and slammed it towards Li Xinyi.

"old vixen, go to hell!"

Just then, Yang Lingchen's figure moved like lightning, instantly rushing towards Demon King.

He swung his black cauldron with the force of thunder, heavily smashing it towards Demon King.

Facing Yang Lingchen's thunderous strike, Demon King's eyes showed terror.

At the critical moment, she quickly changed her attack target, meeting Yang Lingchen's black cauldron with a palm strike.

"Boom... Boom... Boom...!"

"Crack...!"

"Ah... Ah... Ah...!"

"Puff...!"

With a boom, a crisp sound of bone breaking echoed, Demon King let out a tragic scream, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and flew backward like a cannonball.

Yang Lingchen leaped, chasing after her like lightning.

Meanwhile, the Yao Race members immediately protected Demon King.

Helplessly, Yang Lingchen had to transfer out all the Human Race elites.

"Kill all these alien races."

Yang Lingchen roared, then led the charge, rushing to the very front.

"Kill...!"

"Kill...!"

"Kill...!"

At this moment, the battlefield was filled with Killing Intent. With the arrival of all Human Race elites, the situation instantly reversed.

The Human Race, in their peak condition, faced the heavily wounded foreign alien races, and the battle instantly became one-sided.

The Heavenly Demon Clan, Ghost Cultivators, and Yao Race, these three major races, retreated steadily under the Human Race's attack.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen was in a frenzy of killing. He knew that this battle today would determine the future of the Human Race.

If these alien races could not be annihilated today, then a catastrophic disaster awaited the Human Race.

Because the Great Spacetime Tide lasts for two years, if these alien races escaped, they might bring more alien races to invade the Divine Realm.

By then, the Divine Realm would face an even more severe situation, and even the entire Human Race might be annihilated.

This epic battle lasted for three days and three nights.

Under the Human Race's frenzied slaughter, the elites of the Yao Race, Ghost Cultivators, and Heavenly Demon Clan had been completely wiped out.

"Despicable Human Race youngster! Just you wait, the Great Spacetime Tide is not over yet."

Seeing that the tide had turned, Demon King roared, her figure transforming into a blood shadow, instantly disappearing into the distant horizon.

Yang Lingchen frowned. He chose not to pursue.

Because he could tell that the opponent had likely used some kind of escape secret technique, and with his current strength, it would be almost impossible to catch up.

Next was clearing the battlefield.

Yang Lingchen also had no good solution for the subsequent situation.

All he could do was to improve his cultivation level as quickly as possible, because the three alien races could descend again at any time.

Under Yang Lingchen's leadership, everyone returned to Lingchen Divine Kingdom.

This victory was too fortunate, and Yang Lingchen had not expected this outcome.

Originally, he thought that in this great battle, 90% of the Human Race might die.