The long night stretches endlessly; the great sun pierces through the void.

In an instant, the Donghua Heavenly Master breaks through Harmonization.

"Demons, meet your end!"

This cry shattered the tragic fate of the Human Clan's decade-long resistance, heralding a full-scale counterattack.

"How is this possible?" the demons exclaimed in shock. Why is there someone still alive?

The Pure Yang Body, towering and boundless, radiates the Pure Yang Golden Fire Lamp, resembling a great sun. Wherever the golden rays touch, millions of demons are reduced to ashes.

"Ah!!!"

"Pain! It's unbearable pain!"

"Help!"

The demons' anguished screams resounded endlessly. No matter how strong their physical bodies were, even a mere ounce of power that restrained demonic abominations revealed their true forms.

Just a touch of the golden light was enough to scatter their souls.

"Could this be... the Innate Dao?"

The Green Lion Demon Lord exclaimed in disbelief.

How could there exist such mighty power?

The golden rays caused his fur to fall off continuously, and even the Soul Suppressing Bell could not shake Song Lin's spells at all.

At that moment, a golden figure approached him.

The Green Lion focused his gaze and saw clearly that it was none other than Song Lin.

Song Lin held the Pure Yang Sword.

Clang!

The Soul Suppressing Bell was cleaved in half with a single strike.

Song Lin moved closer to the demon's side, and before he could even react, a sword pierced straight through his neck.

With such an injury, it's impossible to kill a Harmonization expert.

An unending stream of Innate Yang Qi poured into the wound; golden light burst forth from the Green Lion's seven orifices, and cracks spread across his body, the golden light shooting through.

"Ah!!"

The next moment, the Green Lion Demon Lord was reduced to ashes.

But it wasn't over yet—Song Lin flew toward the Sea Rakshasa. This figure's oceanic Dao couldn't even approach within ten meters of Song Lin.

This demon must be slain!

The seawater summoned by this entity posed the greatest threat.

Bang!

The Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect descended to suppress.

The Three-headed Six-armed Golden Body clamped the Sea Rakshasa's flesh tightly. The invincible Nine-Transformation Golden Body remained unscathed, while the Pure Yang Qi it emitted burned the Rakshasa relentlessly, eliciting agonized screams.

The next moment, the Sea Rakshasa was sealed within the Heavenly Burial Coffin.

Still, Song Lin wasn't finished yet, unleashing the Twelve Yuan Chen.

The Taoist Soldiers, Thunder Skills, Swordsmanship, and Transformations—twelve Harmonization-level entities—though slightly weaker than Song Lin himself, still possessed extraordinary Harmonization combat power.

As soon as the Twelve Yuan Chen appeared,

the four remaining Donghua Taoist Alliance Harmonization experts joined the fray, transforming the battlefield in an instant.

Among countless Acquired Dao forces, Song Lin's Innate Dao proved unbeatable.

In the same realm, almost no one could prevail against Song Lin.

With the addition of twelve Harmonization figures, the enemies couldn't even react.

The Thirty-Six Cloud Seals hung like heavenly stars in the void.

North Emperor Xuantian Technique, Taoist Soldier Technique, Thunder Skills… the Sword Pill, Emperor Sword, Golden Fire Lamp, Nine Tripods, Dragon Mansion Jade Gourd, Furnace of Eight Trigrams, Nine Elders Immortal Capital Seal…

Dozens of Magic Veins, dozens of Magic Artifacts.

The Donghua Heavenly Master displayed the demeanor of a Grandmaster—proficient in all techniques, wielding them with unmatched precision and seamless synergy.

The Nine-tailed Sword Dragon was also sealed within the Heavenly Burial Coffin by Song Lin, its entire essence absorbed by Chiyou, who instantly recovered to his peak state.

Song Lin then charged toward the Five Directions Evil Gods and Ghost Qilin.

The Five Directions Evil Gods were manageable; Song Lin was an absolute bane to the Ghost Qilin, rendering it unable to fight back. No matter what spell was used, it couldn't penetrate the Pure Yang barrier.

Fortunately, the Ghost Qilin was cunning, abandoning its three Harmonization subordinates and fleeing.

Elsewhere, the Eastern Evil God, witnessing Song Lin's ferocity, was momentarily stunned.

"What is happening?"

The Eastern Evil God couldn't comprehend why things had shifted so drastically.

Just a moment ago, they were still holding the advantage. Now, with Song Lin's emergence, the tides were turned, the majority of the demons annihilated, and even a counterattack underway.

In a chain of consecutive moves, the Five Directions Evil God's astral light disintegrated, the Five Old Demons perished, and the remaining demons were defeated.

These demons, cobbled together barely to possess Harmonization power, were utterly fragile.

The dynamics of the battlefield shifted instantly.

The Human Clan transformed from defense to offense.

The shock was not limited to the demons—Xuanzong Shangqing Dao Alliance was equally astonished. Observing the sudden rise of the Human Clan, narrowly evading annihilation, they should have been ecstatic, but a flicker of envy crept into their hearts.

"Impossible, breaking through Harmonization cannot be this easy."

Especially Qingchen; at this moment, Qingchen seemed almost clownish by comparison.

He was supposed to be the figure enduring ridicule and humiliation to save the Human Clan from extinction—or at least, Qingchen thought so.

Even bearing countless criticisms, perhaps one distant day, when the Human Clan rose again, they would surely deliver a fair and justified appraisal of his legacy.

The arrogant usurper Song Lin might lead the Human resistance to failure, and though Qingchen Heavenly Master might endure disgrace, he could at least preserve the spark of Human Clan resurgence.

That was how the narrative was supposed to unfold!

Qingchen's faith crumbled inwardly.

"Master, you underestimated Song Lin too much. As someone who was defeated by him, I understand this more than anyone. Please, return to the right path, Master. Confess while you still can—it's not too late, don't continue down this dark road."

Jianxin opened his eyes, his gaze radiating brilliance, and said: "The long night stretches endlessly, yet the leader is singular. It is not you, nor me, nor someone from future generations—it is the one you dismissed, Song Lin!"

Jianxin had grasped the core of Qingchen's thoughts in one glance.

Jealousy!

Qingchen had been the Dragon Head Master for so many years. He had been the first Harmonization in millennia, the Red Dust Sword Immortal. Qingchen's brilliance was widely known in overseas realms, and he carried the weight of Wu Country on his shoulders.

Song Lin was merely an inexperienced youth of one or two hundred years. How could he possibly accomplish what Qingchen himself could not?

With such a mindset, Qingchen instinctively disregarded Song Lin's strategies, constantly trying to showcase his own uniqueness at pivotal moments.

Upon hearing his disciple's words, Qingchen noticed others' shifting gazes toward him. He scowled and angrily roared:

"What do you understand? Do you truly believe Song Lin becomes invincible merely by breaking into Harmonization? Do you comprehend how strong the Demon Emperor and Moyu Qilin are? They're at the pinnacle of Harmonization, Great Demons who've cultivated for millennia. The combined strength of all Harmonization experts today pales in comparison!"

Finishing his statement, Qingchen Heavenly Master ordered an immediate retreat.

"We must leave now; if the Demon Emperor arrives, it'll be too late."

Qingchen remained steadfast in his judgment.

At that moment, Chiyou and two Yuan Chen pursued relentlessly.

Bearing Song Lin's form, the Thunder Skill and Seventy-two Changes Yuan Chen spoke in unison:

"Traitor! Surrender now!"

The four clashed in mid-air chaos.

Qingchen was thrown into a constant retreat, until finally seizing an opportunity to break out from the encirclement. He cast a cloud of Qi to lift the Xuanzong Shangqing Dao Alliance—preparing a full retreat.

CRACK! CRACK!

The cage of Jianxin's Sword Qi shattered.

Before Qingchen could react, the entire realm plunged into pitch-black darkness. The world became like chaos, impossible to discern up from down, the four directions, or the passage of time.

A faint white glow expanded gradually, filling the entire space.

It was sword light. The sword light divided purity and filth, cosmos and heaven, and even righteousness and wickedness.

Qingchen was keenly familiar with this sword technique. It was none other than the ultimate skill of their Dao Alliance, achievable only through single-minded devotion.

Its name was Xuan Cosmos!

Qingchen had once wielded this very technique, but today it was directed against him.

Within the pitch-black chaos, Qingchen vaguely discerned the icy gaze of his disciple.

Today, Jianxin sought to slay his master and prove his Dao.

Meanwhile, the lands of Yujue Demon Country and Moyu Country quaked simultaneously, heralding the arrival of two Demon Emperors.

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