"Good!" Fairy Linglong nodded and, together with Yang Ji, soared into the sky, disappearing into the horizon.
Soon, the two arrived at Kuju Palace. With the addition of Yang Ji and Fairy Linglong, without any surprise, Kuju Palace was successfully rescued.
At the sa ti, word ca from Senior Brother Wang Tianli that Zangxian Observatory had been saved.
As more and more allies gathered, they set off again and soon rescued Cangkong Temple, Xianyi Sect, and Changsheng Sect.
Thus, of the Ten Great Dao Sects, except for the Heavenly Dao Sect, Wuji Dao Sect, Chunyang Sect, Kuju Palace, Immortal Sword Sect, Zangxian Observatory, Cangkong Temple, Xianyi Sect, Changsheng Sect, and Divine Ascension Hall were all rescued.
This also included so Hidden World Families allied with the Dao Sects.
Now, with many forces combined, Senior Brother Wang Tianli led a portion of the Dao Sect forces to rescue the Five Great Demon Sects.
Yang Ji, on the other hand, led so of the Dao Sect forces towards the Heavenly Dao Sect.
The current state of the Heavenly Dao Sect was tragic; the Sect Protection Array had already been breached.
However, the Heavenly Dao Sect was not so easy to contend with. As the most veteran Dao Sect with the richest heritage, the entire sect possessed a Supre Treasure, the Heavenly Dao Cauldron.
This Cauldron was a replica of a Supre World-Stabilizing Treasure. Unlike Yang Ji's Wings of Ti-Space, which only had three thousand Dao Runes and could only craft a Supre Dao Instrunt,
The Heavenly Dao Sect controlled even more Dao Runes, allowing them to forge a lower-grade Immortal Artifact level Heavenly Dao Cauldron.
It was with the reliance on the Heavenly Dao Cauldron that the Heavenly Dao Sect remained ever-prosperous, the strongest Dao Sect, with at least ten Red Dust Immortals openly acknowledged.
When Yang Ji and the others arrived, they discovered the Heavenly Dao Sect had revealed all its strengths, and there were actually fifty Red Dust Immortals.
It turned out that the Heavenly Dao Sect had always maintained the most formidable fighting force, consistently keeping fifty Red Dust Immortals.
If there was an excess of one, then one would ascend to pursue deeper levels of the Great Dao and aspirations in the Immortal Realm.
If not, they would always maintain fifty, for the years in the Red Dust are long, and within tens of thousands of years, a new Red Dust Immortal would surely be born.
Over the years, the number of Red Dust Immortals in the Heavenly Dao Sect had always been maintained at fifty, ready to deploy the strongest fighting force, the True Immortal Transforming Armor.
At this mont, the one fighting the Heavenly Dao Sect was none other than a clone of Yang Ji, who had the power of forty-nine Demon Lords, and held the "Deer Cutter" bestowed by the Demon Consort, using the top Immortal Technique "Endless Severing" to fight the ancestor of the Heavenly Dao Sect to a standstill.
As Yang Ji and the others launched an attack, the Demon Consort, who had been watching the battle from the side, suddenly turned around, her elegant brows furrowing deeply.
"You... all survived?"
A strong sense of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"No wonder there were variables. So which one of you is the variable?"
"Is it you?"
The Demon Consort lifted her head and looked indifferently towards Yang Ji.
Among those who ca, only Yang Ji emitted the strongest aura, being the only one amplified by the power of forty-nine Red Dust Immortals.
As the words of the Demon Consort fell, a fleeting shadow accompanied by a faint fragrance instantly struck. The Demon Consort's palm arrived, moving with incredible speed.
Boom!
With a thunderous roar, Yang Ji was sent flying, turning into a cloud of blood in the air.
"What?"
"Yang Ji!"
The other mbers of the Dao Sect were shocked. How powerful Yang Ji was, easily able to suppress a top Demon Lord empowered by forty-nine Demon Lords, they had witnessed it with their own eyes.
Yet now, he was blown apart by a single palm strike from the Demon Consort, turned into a blood mist. It was incredibly unbelievable.
Fairy Linglong reacted quickly, her Supre Immortal Artifact shining brightly as she swept a green Sword Qi toward the Demon Consort.
However, the Demon Consort rely gave a light snort, waved her hand, and a streak of demonic light swept across. The peerless Sword Qi that could slay the Black and White Fiends was instantly annihilated, and even Fairy Linglong was sent flying.
"Leave it to !" Yang Ji, who had turned into a blood mist, reford once more and reached out to catch Fairy Linglong as she tumbled back, speaking slowly.
"Her power is terrifying, not just any ordinary Demon Lord!" Fairy Linglong's complexion was extrely grave.
"Don't worry!" Yang Ji of course knew the formidable strength of the Demon Consort, her body containing a Magic Tree and the power of a hundred Demon Lords; how could she not be powerful?
In combat with others, she could almost achieve an overwhelming advantage.
Yang Ji steadied Fairy Linglong and slowly stepped forward to face the enemy.
As he moved, two figures identical to him had appeared on his left and right sides, and each figure was bolstered by the power of forty-nine Red Dust Immortals.
"One Qi Transforms Into Three Purities?" The Demon Consort's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she instantly recognized the technique Yang Ji was using.
"So what if you transform into thirty even? Your powers cannot rge perfectly; with a re lift of my hand, I can still easily shatter them with one palm strike."
The Demon Consort was confident, indeed, with the Supre World-Stabilizing Treasure, the Magic Tree, in her possession, how could she not be?
Just as she said, Yang Ji had split into two figures, each imbued with the power of forty-nine Red Dust Immortals. However, they were independent entities and couldn't combine their powers as perfectly as the Demon Consort could with the Magic Tree.
Such a technique, if faced with a typical top-tier Demon Lord, the three Yang Jis could rush forward and squash them with one move, but it wouldn't work against a top-tier expert like the Demon Consort.
Yang Ji knew it was ineffective. As the three figures moved, Dao Runes appeared on each of them, forming the Three Immortals Formation.
He had slain a 'Formation' Dao Calamity, and now after many years of enlightennt and refinent, the Three Immortals Formation had reached the level of an Immortal Formation.
Its power was greater, its mysteries more profound.
As the Dao Runes interweaved, they created a field, and through the formation, the three figures were able to mostly integrate their powers.
Although they hadn't perfectly rged the power of one hundred and fifty Red Dust Immortals, at this mont, it was enough to contend with the Demon Consort.
The release of their might was like a tsunami, the heavens crumbling and the earth splitting; it actually pushed back the Demon Consort's presence, with two huge waves of energy clashing in the air, creating terrifying ripples of physical force.
The complexions of the Red Dust Immortals all changed, repeatedly stepping back, fearing they would be affected.
"With that insignificant formation, you wish to contend with ?" The Demon Consort's beautiful brows inverted, not showing the slightest fear. Her long skirt swirling, she charged directly forward.
Her move was the top Immortal Technique "Ancestor Demon Palm," with a montum that shook heaven and earth, its power boundless. She had comprehended it to the fulfillnt of a Great Immortal Technique's capacity.
It was no different from Yang Ji's Death Seal.
Yang Ji raised his brow, forming a seal with his hands, and also struck with a "Death Seal."
Boom!
This collision shook the heavens and the earth.
The terrifying energy shockwaves sent the Demon Consort and Yang Ji tumbling back.
"Great Immortal Technique capacity in a top Immortal Technique? The variable is indeed you!" The Demon Consort's expression shifted slightly, then quickly recovered, imnsely strong as she stopped the montum of her retreat and stepped forward through the air.
As she advanced, a Demon Shadow flickered behind her, and above her head, demon clouds thickened, actually bolstering her with the Phantom of the Demon Ancestor, borrowing the Demon Ancestor's power.
Being a descendant of the Demon Ancestor, the power she borrowed was several tis stronger than that of Xing Xiong and the likes.
Seeing this, Yang Ji's expression couldn't help but change.
"This girl's power has increased by three tis; you absolutely cannot withstand it by force. Even if you could endure it with your formidable life force, you'd be at a disadvantage, getting pounded by her," the Rotten Wooden Box chid in.
Yang Ji wouldn't allow himself to be suppressed. A strange gleam flashed in his eyes as he advanced instead of retreating, taking a step forward.
Just as the Demon Consort let out a triumphant cry and charged at him.
Yang Ji quietly activated the Primordial Qi and initiated the "Supre Immortal Formation." Within the field, all laws were suppressed.
Like a bird with broken wings, the Demon Consort's figure swayed, her expression changing.
When she looked up again, Yang Ji was already in front of her with a smile on his face.
Seeing the [Panic] hovering above the Demon Consort's head, the corners of Yang Ji's mouth curled up with a hint of amusent.
She, too, was capable of panic. A pity it wasn't shown on her face, which remained as cold and indifferent as ever.
Yang Ji grinned, stepped forward, and before the Demon Consort could react, reached out and pinched her face.
The smooth sensation imdiately transferred to his hand.
"You..." The Demon Consort's exquisite eyebrows inverted, her face finally showing anger, and above her head, a hint of [Embarrassnt] appeared.
Seeing this, Yang Ji grew bolder, reaching out and wrapping his hand around her slender waist, pulling her in, then he slid his hand down and gave a firm squeeze.
Yang Ji had not expected the touch of the Demon Consort to be so thrilling.
It was simply exquisite.
"You... I will kill you!" The Demon Consort lost her composure, rage exploding from her.
Seeing the once lofty empress losing her color right before him, a sense of satisfaction surfaced on Yang Ji's lips.
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