In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 1097

Chapter 1097: 436: Eighteen-level Hell!

Tribulation Force!

Great Suppression and Slaughter (Seeking Monthly Votes) Chapter 1097: 436: Eighteen-level Hell!

Tribulation Force!

Great Suppression and Slaughter (Seeking Monthly Votes) The Three Saint Taoist Lords and others had long anticipated that upon entering the Broken Heavenly Immortal Realm, they would face a conspiracy, yet they did not expect that even the entry through the Immortal’s gateways would be one of the huge traps.

As they watched countless disciples die miserably, their bodies torn into pieces by the trendous force of space-ti travel, each Nascent Soul True Monarch desperately unleashed the power of their Nascent Souls to protect themselves.

At this mont, seeing many Daoist comrades fall to their deaths, not only were the Three Saint Taoist Lords furious and resentful, but other Deity Transformation Dao Lords such as the Lord of Mosha Country and the Heaven and Earth Sword Monarch were also unable to contain their rage.

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The Longevity Taoist Lord and the Ancestor of the Heavenly Dao were too sinister.

However, by now, it was all too late.

Lu Xiucheng made his move only after they had all entered the grand Immortal’s gateways.

In the space-ti travel channel ford by three great Daoist Artifacts, it was as if an abyss filled with pulling forces had been created.

Those with lower cultivation were directly torn into pieces, and even those with higher cultivation found it difficult to escape.

What awaited them beyond this passage?

No one knew.

“You all join forces to channel your Dao Force into .

Once I break through, I will shatter this passage!”

Struggling against the pulling force of the passage, the Heavenly Demon let out a long howl.

“Fellow Daoists, if you are to channel, then channel into this Emperor!

I will definitely save us all together!” bellowed the Lord of Mosha Country.

“If we charge, we charge out together, fighting them off is always better than falling into traps!”

The Five Elents Sword Sovereign howled, his five-colored Sword Qi bursting forth behind him like a peacock spreading its tail, and the Dao force of the Five Elents ford a force of reverse balance, forcibly charging a short distance out of the passage.

At this critical mont of life and death, contributing one’s own Dao Force to aid the Heavenly Demon or the Lord of Mosha Country was like giving one’s strength to soone else—who knows if they would save you after saving themselves?

A host of evil cultivators and demon leaders were all harboring their own scheming intentions, superficially banding together under the circumstances, but when it ca to the brink of life and death, they each harbored their own thoughts and would certainly not truly trust each other.

“Kill our way out, and fight these scoundrels to the end!”

The Three Saint Taoist Lords roared furiously, forcibly taking two steps outward.

With the first step, his figure in a white Daoist robe remained in place, stabilizing his form within the chaotic channel.

With the second step, a form of the Three Saint Taoist Lord dressed in gray separated from his silhouette, stepping a great distance, about to take the third step.

Elsewhere, Qiyuan Dao Monarch and Heaven and Earth Sword Monarch also used their thods, their bodies radiating with Spiritual Light and displaying impressive might.

Ignoring the cries for help from their Nascent Soul disciples being pulled farther away, they desperately tried to escape.

At this mont, all Deity Transformation cultivators were like clay Buddhas crossing a river, unable to save themselves.

Suddenly, many Deity Transformation Dao Lords hovering in the clouds, such as Dongfang Huayuan, Sword Lord Yong Xin, and Venerable Mingguang, all witnessed the intense Spiritual Light and the astonishing dangers within the Immortal’s gateways, involuntarily taking in a breath of cold air.

Even Dongfang Huayuan felt his heart tremble.

The Long-life Old Turtle was too vicious.

Once the Old Turtle got the chance to bite soone, the person who got bitten would have a miserable fate.

“Don’t just stand there!

Act together, drive them all in!”

At that mont, Qu Shenzong let out a great shout, his figure like lightning as he flew forward, the dense Heavenly Might released from his body drawing in intense Spiritual Energy whirlpools and bolts of lightning and thunder, shaking the firmant.

Suddenly, he made a gesture, pointing his finger.

Boom!—

Lightning was blazing, countless fine arcs of lightning instantly converged into a twisting beam of electric light, a dazzling flash shooting through the darkness, tearing a rift in the sky, and fiercely drilling into the Immortal’s gateways.

Then a rumble of thunder shook the heavens.

The first to bear the brunt, the Five Elents Sword Sovereign closest to the gate, let out a muffled grunt as his five-colored Sword Light collapsed, and his figure fell backward rapidly like a kite with a broken string.

“Strike!”

Dongfang Huayuan and the others imdiately followed suit, not hesitating to attack.

Boom——

Dongfang Huayuan punched out.

Silver Fist Qi rubbed against the air at high speed, bursting with a blazing light.

A compressed column of silver Qi, like a dragon, fiercely bombarded the inside of the passage, imdiately forcing back the third figure of the Three Saint Taoist Lord.

Under the frantic bombardnt of Dao Force infused spells and Divine Skills from Yongxin Taoist Lord, Venerable Mingguang, and other Dao Lords, the Three Saint Taoist Lord and others barely escaped the pulling force to break away a distance, only to be bombarded back into the depths of the passage, unable to break free again.

A few Nascent Soul True Monarchs were affected and perished on the spot.

Their Nascent Souls barely escaped their bodies before being swept away by the space-ti travel channel.

“Ah—why is this happening!?” the Soul Devouring Old Demon, who had just recovered to the mid-stage of Nascent Soul strength, emitted a scream of horror and rage as he watched the Palace Master of the Dharma Saint Palace, stronger than himself, die miserably, his Divine Spirit trembling.

Thousands of miles away, cultivators from across the Four Seas and Four Realms had already observed the flashes of light bursting from the Immortal’s gateways falling from the distant sky.

Many cultivators, even from a great distance, had already felt the heart-stopping force fluctuating over there.

The occasional bursts of light beams and the black holes which appeared after their disappearance proved that Dao Lords were battling, shocking everyone and hinting that the Cultivation World, which had been peaceful for fifty years, was once again on the verge of upheaval.

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“Good!”

In the sky, Qu Shenzong let out an exhilarated long howl, his form resolutely darting into the passage, as if instantly closing the door to the Immortal’s gateways, to hold it single-handedly against thousands, leaving only a series of rumbling sounds echoing like rolling thunder.

“Thanks to the assistance of my fellow Dao Lords, leave the rest to us!”

Before the eyes of the crowd of Deity Transformation Dao Lords, Qu Shenzong voluntarily threw himself into the Immortal’s gateways, sealing off the escape routes of all the extraterritorial Deity Transformations.

No matter what previous grudges existed among the many Deity Transformations, those who bore enmity toward Qu Shenzong ultimately could not help but harbor respect for him in their hearts.