Follow the path of Dao from infancy Chapter 1812 Chapter 473: The Great Battle (Part 2)

"It's our turn now."

While watching the ceaseless beams of light streaking toward the chaos beyond the city walls, Long Ying uttered in a concentrated tone.

Li Hao had joined battles in other regions before, even along the frontiers of the Yan Chu Immortal Dynasty. Yet, those frontier clashes paled in comparison to the scale here, and they weren't the ultimate main battleground facing invaders from beyond.

The magnificent vista unfolding now filled Li Hao with reverence; members of the Ten Thousand Clans charged forth beyond the walls to clash with the Ancient Demons.

How might the warzone of a hundred thousand years past have appeared?

A rush of excitement coursed through Li Hao's veins, prompting him to call forth his immortal armor and equip it swiftly.

Even without accessing its full potential right now, this elite Domain Artifact stood out to discerning viewers, harboring a terrifying power within.

Long Ying and his companions cast looks at Li Hao, aware that as the Immortal Emperor's personal disciple, he carried potent protective items. No doubt, this Domain Artifact ranked among them.

"Let's go!"

Long Ying murmured gently, his form abruptly shifting into a gleaming golden Ancestor Dragon that ascended skyward amid a mighty roar.

Duan Yuan and the rest soon unveiled their original shapes, unleashing their full presence without restraint, trailing after Long Ying.

Li Hao along with Shi Miao kept pace, hurrying to follow suit.

Once they soared past the rugged horizon ringing the city, the group of nine reached Dragon Gate City. Taking in the view, they noted the frenzy erupting on the outer battlefield. High above in the distance, vast dark clouds amassed, hiding innumerable silhouettes of Ancient Demons—mostly at the True Immortal Realm level, boasting huge builds and a wildly savage aura that naturally instilled dread.

Right then, hordes of warriors lined the city ramparts, all troops hastening to the front.

Inside the city as well, soldiers from diverse clans assembled in mighty arrays at key positions.

Boom! Boom!

In that instant, horrifying dark meteors hurled from the Ancient Demons' ranks slammed into Dragon Gate City.

The wall's protective shield materialized, with coiling dragon motifs whirling about to fend off the incoming black projectiles.

"This time, the momentum is quite something!"

Long Ying's draconic gaze turned gravely intense as he scanned the unfolding drama.

Duan Yuan and his fellows sensed the overwhelming force from the Ancient Demons too, their faces etched with gravity.

Nearby, bursts of golden radiance abruptly launched from within the city, like a shower of fiery gold plummeting toward the Ancient Demons' position.

From the Ancient Demons' side, a thick black cloud swiftly gathered to intercept the golden light cascade, and moments later, a gigantic limb forged of shadowy essence emerged, clenching into a fist—its bulk immense and lifted aloft—before slamming down at the city's shield.

A deafening crash echoed as the wall's barrier trembled fiercely, shards of golden glow splintering apart while certain dragon motifs dimmed and weakened.

"So strong!"

Those atop the wall paled noticeably, realizing a fearsome powerhouse from the Ancient Demons had joined at the advanced Immortal King Realm.

"This is the aura of Immortal King Realm Perfection."

Seriousness marked Shi Miao's features; right now, facing off against an Immortal King Realm Perfection being lay beyond her capabilities.

Indeed, that level sat at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

"Dragon Blade Tower has made a move!"

Long Ying declared abruptly.

Over the city wall, nine enormous Ancestor Dragons materialized in a flash; each stretched across tens of thousands of miles, born from arrayed troops, their scales and mane waving wildly amid radiant Divine Light.

At once, these nine Ancestor Dragons unleashed blazing True Dragon Extinction Flames toward the forward fray.

Silver-gray in hue, these flames carried a vibe of utter destruction, slicing past the barrier to strike deep into the Ancient Demon horde.

Rather than some elaborate Immortal Technique, this stemmed from the combined might of countless True Immortals inside the nine Ancestor Dragons, who burned their immortal essence to forge raw offensive strikes brimming with unadulterated ruin.

In the heat of battle, ornate Immortal Techniques often fell short; here, life demanded life in return. The deadliest forms of immortal power annihilation proved hardest to counter.

Only through military arrays could such assaults unfold; a lone cultivator burning their immortal power to extinction would perish without slaying a foe.

Yet in the array's embrace, the pooled strength of tens of thousands of True Immortals allowed these horrifying strikes with minimal harm to allies—though in prolonged, fierce combat, excessive use could unleash dire repercussions.

As the True Dragon Extinction Flames raged through, the dark clouds in the Demon Formation got torn asunder; frontline Ancient Demons wailed in agony, deploying their clan's bloodline arts, but to no avail—they dissolved into dust in a blink.

Amid the mounting losses, a colossal surge of black energy welled up from the Ancient Demons, shaping into a skull-resembling giant maw that gaped wide to devour the True Dragon Extinction Flames from one Ancestor Dragon array, gulping them down.

Just then, a chilly huff boomed from inside the city, thundering through the skies and earth like a bolt from nowhere.

At the same time, an illusion loomed over the battlefield—a titanic dragon talon that lunged at the huge skull, seizing it outright and smashing it earthward, where explosions rocked the terrain and the skull met its end pulverized.

"The World-suppressing Dragon Claw of the Ancestor Dragon Clan, the City Lord has made a move!"

Seeing this, delight sparked in Long Ying's eyes.

Lacking the skull to block, the leftover bursts of True Dragon Extinction Flames inflicted heavy tolls on the Demon Formation, with shrieks from many Ancient Demons echoing far.

Before Li Hao and his group could show elation, a dense black force from the Ancient Demons barreled at the city's barrier.

This dark surge, finger-like in form, thrust out from the Ancient Demons as if stabbing hard; the vast shield spanning millions of miles over the wall quaked under immense strain, its myriad golden motifs quivering wildly before bursting apart.

Dragon Gate City's barrier was broken!

This sight shifted many faces to alarm, and Long Ying's own countenance tightened a touch as he warned, "It's breaking faster than before; this attack is fiercer—everyone, hold your ground!"