“It’s the Sect Master, Senior Brother, and Senior Sister!”
Upon recognizing the arrivals, Zhao Mubai and the others burst into tears, as if they had seen their closest relatives.
“Phew, spending so many contribution points to buy teleportation talismans was worth it; we finally made it.”
Wang Xiaojun, carrying a steel cannon, fired another shot downwards.
“Fang Yuan, Qin Hao, you two are truly in a sorry state.” Lin Ye scanned the battlefield, looking at Fang Yuan and the other with a teasing expression.
At this moment, everyone within the formation ceased fighting and retreated to the other side.
The Black-Robed Man raised his eyes to look at everyone, finally fixing his gaze on Chu Huaian, and said with a faint smile, “You must be the Hua Xia Sect Master, Chu Huaian, correct?”
Chu Huaian’s brow furrowed, and he said coldly, “Who are you?”
“Demon God Sect, Yu Hong.”
Upon hearing the three words “Demon God Sect,” Chu Huaian instantly understood.
He had previously heard Jing Yuan and Bai Yue mention that the newly appointed Sect Master of the Demon God Sect was a warmonger who had always wanted to annex Jizhou.
He hadn't expected that barely a month after the turmoil in Jizhou, the other party would already be so impatient to act.
“I don’t care if you’re the Demon God Sect or the Immortal God Sect; now, immediately dispel your formation.”
Yu Hong’s eyes narrowed; the other party’s attitude made him very displeased.
As an ancient sect, the Demon God Sect was an existence that could walk freely in all major states. There truly hadn't been any small sect that dared to look down on the Demon God Sect with such a tone, especially in a place like Jizhou.
“What if I say no?” Yu Hong’s eyes gradually turned cold, looking at Chu Huaian with killing intent.
This time, Chu Huaian no longer spoke. The other party had killed so many people and severely injured Fang Yuan and a few others, clearly coming for the Hua Xia Sect.
Since that was the case, what was there to say? Just fight!
Chu Huaian pointed a single hand towards the sky, and a grayish divine lightning swept out from the void, striking the barrier below.
As soon as Chu Huaian made his move, all the players attacked simultaneously.
In an instant, various spells and divine abilities slammed into the barrier.
Bang—
The formation was broken, and a large number of specters flew out from within, baring their fangs and claws as they lunged towards everyone.
“Kill!”
All the players rushed into the crowd, vying with each other.
Zhao Shijie rapidly charged towards Huo Sichun. Upon seeing her injuries, his eyes immediately turned red, and a monstrous killing intent shot straight into the sky.
“He bullied me…” Huo Sichun feigned grievance, pointing at a Yuan Ying Stage cultivator opposite and saying indignantly.
Whoosh—
Zhao Shijie leaped up, his spear tip glowing with a cold light. A thunder dragon burst forth from it, its head ferocious and roaring.
In addition, an innate Bagua diagram floated above his head, slowly rotating, with yin and yang energies rippling.
“Six Prostrations to the Robbery Gate, Thunderfire Burns the Heavens!”
A furious roar came from the upper right side.
Chu Heshan’s fist was engulfed in fire, like a falling meteor, smashing down with a crash.
Facing the combined attack of the two, the Yuan Ying Stage cultivator dared not be careless and immediately unleashed his Yuan Ying cultivation.
The surrounding spiritual energy was boiling, and the power of laws poured down.
As soon as the three touched, the battle immediately entered a white-hot stage, with life and death hanging on a single move.
The other players with extraordinary talents, in a siege formation, confronted the remaining three Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling—
The Chaos Bell resonated in the void, and ancient Dao sounds came from the depths of the void.
Crack—
The void shattered, and a pitch-black opening floated in mid-air. Wisps of gray airflow spilled out from within.
Xia Ling ascended step by step, extending her small hand to restrain a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.
Behind her, Luo Xi’s jade hands formed a seal, and a faint blue lotus phantom appeared behind her.
As the divine art was unleashed, all the surrounding power of laws shattered, converging to form a blue lotus that appeared beneath the feet of that Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.
Bang—
A muffled sound rang out, the surrounding space collapsed, and a powerful suction force appeared.
The black-clad Nascent Soul Stage cultivator’s body shattered inch by inch, disappearing without a trace along with the black hole.
Xia Ling’s Emperor Weapon was originally focused on control, and with Luo Xi’s divine-grade cultivation technique, it was not difficult to kill an injured Yuan Ying Stage cultivator.
On the other side, Wang Xiaojun led over fifty bald men, suppressing the group of Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators with powerful firepower, making them dare not show their heads. The battle was simply one-sided.
Blades flashed, white blades went in, red blades came out, and the players went berserk with killing.
In a short while, out of over a thousand Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, fewer than two hundred remained. This was a massacre.
For players who had experienced large-scale wars, this kind of small-scale war was simply easy and pleasant.
As for the group of Golden Core Stage cultivators, some were dead, some were injured, and they were currently huddled together, resisting the attacks of the Hua Xia Sect members.
Their forces collapsed like a landslide.
Yu Hong scanned the battlefield, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.
After he had obtained intelligence on the Hua Xia Sect, he had roughly estimated their strength, but only when he truly faced them did he realize how terrifying this group of people was.
Initially, he had scoffed at the failures of the Limitless Sect and the Lian Shi Sect, but now it seemed those two sects had not lost unjustly.
“It seems that the biggest hidden danger in Jizhou is not the Ziwei Sect and Bi You Sect, these first-grade sects, but this newly risen Hua Xia Sect.”
Yu Hong muttered to himself, no longer lingering. He needed to take the intelligence about Jizhou back.
Just as he made his move, the sky tore open, and ten thousand bolts of lightning surged freely within the clouds.
A purple lightning sword, bathed in the power of lightning, floated above the sky, its tip pointing at Yu Hong.
“You can’t leave!”
Chu Huaian flashed in front of Yu Hong, blocking his path.
Whoosh, whoosh—
Luo Xi and the others spread out, sealing off the surrounding space.
“Kill him!”
Fang Yuan and Qin Hao let out an angry roar, launching their attack first, followed immediately by everyone else.
Li Taibai summoned his Emperor Weapon, pouring all his spiritual energy into the white light within it.
In an instant, the white light trembled violently. Around the sword body, countless starry phantoms appeared, rapidly rotating.
“Sword Heart Transcendent. A Single Sword to Chaoge”
At the same time, Xia Ling also summoned the Chaos Bell, suspending it in the void. Each vibration caused the surrounding space to shatter, and ancient Dao sounds came from the depths of the void.
This was not all; six wheel-like shadows appeared behind her, with her tiny figure floating within them.
“A thought arises in the mortal world, and a hundred generations of reincarnation end. All past dust scatters, and rebirth proves divine ability.”
“Human Dao. Reincarnation!”
Among the six wheel-like shadows behind her, the Human Dao shadow emitted a faint light, and an invisible chain flew out from within, connecting to Yu Hong’s body.
Zhao Shijie, having killed that Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, rushed over at full speed.
“One thought creates three thousand worlds, one thought buries the eternal night.”
“Three Thousand Realms. Burial!”
All the space near Yu Hong shattered, revealing the Primordial Chaos space, from which an annihilating aura swept out.
“A single green lotus in the sky, all laws are void!”
“Winter Holy Domain, Ice Phoenix Descends!”
Luo Xi and Shen Qinghan simultaneously formed hand seals, unleashing their divine-grade cultivation techniques and innate divine abilities, attacking Yu Hong in the center together.
...
Almost all the players with extraordinary talents used their signature techniques.
Facing the overwhelming attacks, Yu Hong’s expression darkened. Clusters of black mist spread out from within his body, instantly engulfing everything around him.
“Yellow Springs condense into claws, resentful malice as their edge. Touching the soul, they rot, and divine winds of ruin.”
“Netherworld Soul-Splitting Hand!”
From within the black mist, a pair of giant, ghostly blue hands stretched out, instantly covering the heads of the crowd.
Boom—
As soon as the two sides’ spells and divine abilities touched, the surrounding space could not withstand the terrifying pressure and instantly collapsed.
Silently, the entire imperial city turned to ash and dissipated into the world.
Both sides were thrown back by the aftermath, crashing into the ruins.
