In the painting, the monks from the holy land were madly attacking their own formation, but with the joint resistance of their fellow cultivators, they were able to repel them again and again.
Monks continued to fall in the battle, but everyone remained eager to fight and showed no fear.
Seeing these scenes, all the monks who did not participate in the battle in the holy land were extremely excited and shouted in joy from time to time.
Not only them, but even those who saw themselves fighting bravely in the painting again felt the desire to fight again, as if the battle was happening again at this moment.
Afterwards, Ning Ping was seen resolutely rushing up to the sky along the column of light.
Seeing this scene, someone immediately exclaimed.
"Look! It's Fellow Daoist Ning rushing up."
"Yes, what is he doing up there?"
"It's the immortals up there taking action. Fellow Daoist Ning..."
Hearing these voices, the monks participating in this battle all smiled and remained silent.
"Friend Wu, Friend Ning went up to break the formation!" At this time, someone turned around and asked.
"Haha! That's right, Fellow Daoist Ning went up there precisely to break that formation. Oh, right! That formation is called the Exquisite Heaven-Locking Formation! Everyone, remember that!"
"I see, it seems my guess was right!"
Then the monks from the holy land launched siege attacks again and again, and monks on their side continued to fall.
Everyone's face became solemn.
Some of them who had witnessed their ancestors’ death there were filled with sorrow.
Then, the painting began to shake violently again.
"Did you see that? This was the moment when the exquisite sky-locking formation was broken! Everyone must have had a strange feeling at that time!"
At this moment, Wu Dongjun's eyes lit up and he interrupted in time.
"That's right! At that time, there seemed to be a strange aura sweeping through, and there was also a loud noise."
“Yes, at that moment I felt like everything had suddenly become clear!”
"I also feel like the clouds have cleared and the sun has appeared!"
Many people also talked about their feelings.
The painting continues.
The Mahayana monk also landed again, but he looked obviously much more embarrassed.
There are also a few missing figures.
Then the Immortal Lord Luo Kun appeared.
"This is that bastard Luo Kun!" As soon as he appeared, someone shouted indignantly.
"What a hypocritical person!"
"Humph, I thought he had three heads and six arms!"
Amidst the heated discussions, another war broke out.
Everyone witnessed the power of the immortal and also saw their fellow Taoists fall one after another.
Especially in order to block the unleashed power of Immortal Lord Luo Kun, fellow practitioners here died one after another, which made everyone sigh.
The entire conference hall was filled with a strong desire to fight.
Immediately afterwards, the heavenly calamity descended. The power was so great that even though Huaying was very far away at the moment, he could still sense it clearly.
He also saw that Immortal Lord Luo Kun was surrounded and then swept into the heavenly calamity.
"Everyone, this is the tribulation of ascension! See? This is the proof that we have broken the shackles of ascension!"
No one responded at this time. Everyone looked at the black thunder, and a deep chill emanated from their hearts.
This is the tribulation of ascension, how can it be overcome? Who can overcome it?
But as the shadow of the painting continued, the thunder continued, which also indicated that the person inside was still there.
The heavenly tribulation finally ended, the entire sky turned into colorful colors, and an extremely huge vortex emerged.
Although there was no sign of Immortal Lord Luo Kun, everyone knew that he was probably feeling extremely uncomfortable.
"Look...that's the ascension channel!" At this time, someone trembled his hands, pointed at the slowly rotating vortex and muttered.
"Ascend to heaven, transform into an immortal..."
Everyone was watching the shocking scene in fascination.
Including the monks who had entered the holy land and witnessed this scene with their own eyes, although they had experienced all of this and personally felt the blessings from heaven that belonged to the ascension calamity, they were still extremely shocked when they saw it again at this moment.
Finally, he witnessed several quasi-immortals who had passed the tribulation taking action.
Seeing the huge altar turned into unrecognizable ruins in the hands of a few people, everyone was speechless for a long time.
"This is the power of the immortals!" After a long time, someone finally broke the silence with great emotion.
"I didn't expect this battle to be so difficult!"
"Yeah! So many people went in, and only so few came out!"
“Only one out of ten survives…Alas!”
"I don't know when I can cultivate to the point of ascending!"
"Just think about it, it's not that easy. Even if you cultivate to the point of ascension, do you think you can survive the ascension tribulation?"
"Ahem...that's true!"
Just as everyone was lost in emotion, Gu Dang stood up.
"Alright! Everyone has seen the whole thing. Let's get back to what we discussed earlier: how to deal with those monks from the Holy Land!"
Upon hearing this, everyone stopped talking and looked at the mountain of flesh with either confusion or sudden realization.
"Reveal this painting to the public, so they can understand the difficulty of this battle and the Holy Land's plans!"
Gu Dang said this, and then his face turned cold.
"If they still refuse to repent, then we'll just kill them. No one else can be blamed for this! What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, some people immediately expressed their agreement, especially those whose younger generations were deeply involved in it.
"Yeah! This isn't bad either, at least we don't have to kill innocent people!"
"This also demonstrates the magnanimity of our cultivation world. After all, they just temporarily strayed into the wrong path."
"Okay! I agree too!"
Even Shi Yangxu, who had previously advocated the killing of all the monks from the holy land, expressed his agreement at this time.
So this big thing was decided.
Then, all the responsibilities of the matters were assigned to different people.
In this way, most of the subsequent major matters have been dealt with.
This important post-war meeting also came to an end.
Then everyone dispersed and went back to their respective duties.
The footage of the following battle spread throughout the entire cultivation world, and everyone was now convinced of the evil intentions of the Holy Land's Saint Lord.
In a secret room.
Ning Ping, Hu Buwei, Hong Shi, Gu Dang and Su Yijian were all present.
As soon as the meeting was over, several people gathered together.
"Oh! I wish I had known that Immortal Lord Luo Kun's survival would not be made public!"
At this time, Gu Dang said with a worried look on his face.
"Not public?" Ning Ping shook his head helplessly.
"With so many people around at the time, how could you guarantee that you could keep it a secret now? Instead of hiding it, why not openly let everyone know that our battle isn't over yet!"
At that time, Ning Ping actually considered keeping the matter secret, but there were so many people around that it was absolutely impossible to conceal it.
It would have been almost the same unless Immortal Lord Luo Kun did not appear in the end.
