The Canglong Divine Arrow shot by the Ashan Sect, with its dragon roar sounding sharp, was like a piercing arrow through the void.
And the dragon roar that erupted now seed to howl out from the depths of a ten-thousand-foot Cold Abyss, mixed with the mighty power of the heavens.
Only the sound was heard, the shape unseen.
The area traversed by the dragon roar was laced with an extrely cold aura.
It surged overwhelmingly towards the Fire Deity Elder and the Fire Deity Realm she had constructed.
Third-tier Divine Weapon·Dragon Abyss Sword’s Domain·Dragon’s Roar Cold Wave!
"Hmm?" The Fire Deity Elder suddenly sensed sothing, abruptly tilting her head.
From the side of her forehead, an extrely thin and bright white line of light abruptly shot out towards her, like a ray of heavenly light breaking through the thick clouds.
"Sizzle!"
The Fire Deity Elder’s gaze narrowed, as the stone headscarf she wore was pierced by this line of light, creating tiny but real spiderweb-like cracks.
Third-tier Divine Weapon·Heavenly Blade’s Domain·Heavenly Blade!
The ever-dignified and solemn expression of the Fire Deity Elder finally changed.
Her headscarf, consistent with the material of her entire being.
This piercing sword light could completely ignore physical defenses and directly in another form, deliver real damage!
The Fire Deity Elder followed her eyes to see the tiny sword light transforming into an equally small human clan woman.
This woman wore an archaic dress of white and gold, her face veiled, and her eyes were like the deep waters of a frigid pool.
Extrely cold, extrely still.
In this human clan woman, the Fire Deity Elder seed to see the shadow of a certain god:
Sword One?!
"A rock from India, you’ve co to the wrong place," Qiao Wanjun spoke lightly, her words icy and biting.
The Fire Deity Elder’s eyes widened slightly.
This lowly human clan woman, what did she call her?
A rock from... India?
Even if this woman was the famous Believer of Sword One, it couldn’t erase the fact that she was rely at the Heavenly Realm, nor could it erase the essence of her lowly race!
Yet this woman dared to speak to her in such a manner?
Sotis, it’s really hard to understand what sort of thinking so superiors have.
Well... thinking about it, even an ordinary person in their thirties or forties finds it hard to change deeply ingrained beliefs.
In the extrely long years of Divine and Evil Sculpture’s rule, their thoughts must have beco completely rigid.
"Da Xia is not a place for you to behave recklessly," Qiao Wanjun raised her long sword, pointing afar at the Fire Deity Elder.
Through her actions, Qiao Wanjun once again conveyed to the Indian deity that they had heard correctly.
Yes, she indeed said so.
Not just defying the gods?
But aiming to slay a god!
"Whoosh!!" The Fire Deity Elder’s eyes were filled with anger, and suddenly she raised both hands high, countless flas like tiny fire snakes rapidly appeared, frantically dancing.
"Hiss!!" The dragon roar resounded once more as Qiao Wanjun wielded the Dragon Abyss Sword, unleashing another wave of extre cold from the depths of the Cold Abyss.
Alas, the Dragon Abyss Sword is only a Third-tier Divine Weapon, equivalent to the Heavenly Grade.
The Fire Deity Elder unleashed her big move·Fire Deity Realm, undoubtedly a Divine Technique, where heat waves rampaged, and flas danced wildly, quickly dissolving the cold aura within this world.
Qiao Wanjun knew she was being suppressed, but she once more engaged with the Divine Weapon, swinging another sword.
Knowing she couldn’t win, she still fought!
"Boom boom boom!"
"Boom boom boom..." The battlefield changed in an instant, with skirmishes happening simultaneously everywhere.
As early as when Qiao Wanjun transford into a sword light and pierced through the Fire Deity Elder’s headscarf, at the mont when the Fire Dragon Tornado erupted on the Divine Mountain Peak and the Yin Flower Dan was trapped and scread, sounds of exploding flas ca from the distant battleground.
The departure of Yin Flower Dan not only ignited frustration within the Wusheng but also alard him.
Faced with the siege of Tu Feng and Wuya, aided externally by Qiao Yuansi, and the return attack of Deng Yu, the Wusheng directly detonated a command flag behind him.
In an instant, surging flas filled the entire field.
Martial Arts Divine Technique·Burning Camp Order!
With Yin Flower Dan present, a god and a demon worked in perfect harmony, crushing the gods of the Ran Sect, ready to slay the enemy at any mont.
With Yin Flower Dan taken away, the favorable situation collapsed in an instant, yet Wusheng did not panic, instead feeling as if his power was liberated, no longer holding back.
"Uhh!" Qiao Yuansi uttered a light sound, she strayed outside the battle, retreating swiftly to avoid the sea of fire while exerting every effort to cast spells, reinforcing the Golden Red Defense Shield for Tu Feng, Wuya, and Deng Yuxiang.
Flas scorched the sky, waves of heat swept across.
Qiao Yuansi couldn’t see anything but could hear the increasingly sharp drumbeats, as well as... various opera involutions.
"Waaah yah yah yah!"
"Eeee eeee eeee~~~"
Qiao Yuansi was startled, this is... is this the legendary ambush from all sides?
Martial Monk Faction’s Ultimate Move: Battle Golden Monk, can integrate all the sect’s Divine Techniques, presenting a world-destroying stance.
Wusheng Sect’s Ultimate Move: Ambush from Ten Sides, is not to be outdone!
In the turbulent sea of fire, the martial artist split into ten.
Each martial artist’s face was painted with either red or black masks.
Ten figures wielding different weapons and command flags, like gods and demons, furiously slaughtered all beings on the early-built stage.
"Clang clang clang clang~" The sound of gongs grew increasingly piercing.
"Boom boom boom boom!" The intense drumbeats were endless, with the strong intent to kill almost boiling over.
The sound of the golden-red defense shields shattering was exceptionally piercing.
Qiao Yuansi quickly reached forward, casting countless Black Lanterns above the battle area.
Black Lamp Evil Technique: Yin Lamp Formation!
This is a group control technique, all beings illuminated by the Black Lantern light will bear burdens, thereby hindering their movent.
This technique cannot distinguish between friend and foe.
But at this mont, Qiao Yuansi could no longer care about that.
"Bang! Bang!"
"Boom..." Just as Yin Lamp Formation floated away, another command flag flew out from the sea of fire, detonating a dense sea of flas again.
It ignited a series of Black Lanterns.
Accompanied by this ca the screams of Tu Feng, Wuya, and Deng Yuxiang.
"Gwa!!"
Amidst moonlight waves, Leng Tianyue rushed rapidly, with a massive Silver Toad virtual shadow unfolding on her body, continually absorbing the Wusheng Sect’s sea of fire.
The stance seed like she wanted to swallow the "Ten Gods and Ghosts" that were shuttling within it.
Several command flags flew high, scattering electrical currents in all directions.
Martial Arts Divine Technique: Thunder Breaking Formation Order!
Struggling desperately, Leng Tianyue supported the massive Silver Toad virtual shadow, devouring all the enemy’s incoming divine techniques.
"Hoo!!"
The gale passed!
"Ugh." On the northern side of the battle area, Deng Yuxiang clenched her teeth tightly, her body covered with streaks of broken patterns, spinning chaotically outward, also causing chaotic gusts of wind.
Indiscriminating between friend and foe!
On the stage, the command flags and flas were also being tossed around chaotically.
Leng Tianyue’s expression changed drastically!
In a daze, she seed to witness, amidst the fire being blown away, a martial artist holding a spear, piercing through Wuya’s face, suspending him in mid-air.
The Ran Sect warriors besieging and delaying the martial artists — who were they?
Deng Yuxiang, Tu Feng, Wuya!
Who among them wasn’t a remarkably skilled figure?
Tu Feng and Wuya both ca from the Martial Monk Faction.
Tu Feng later beca the Prisoner Demon-Prison Sky Demon, focusing on defense and control, Wuya later beca Nuoshua-Play Face, an extrely swift warrior.
Deserving the title of the second assassin under Yan Shuangzi in the Ran Sect!
Yet this existence, under Wusheng Sect’s Ultimate Move: Ambush from Ten Sides, was pierced through the face and suspended in mid-air by a black-faced martial artist holding a spear.
Leng Tianyue stared blankly at her forr comrades, the whole world seed to freeze for a mont.
She also witnessed, eyes wide open, another red-faced martial artist darting towards her under the chaotic wind.
The red-faced martial artist squinted elongated phoenix eyes, his angry words resonated throughout the scene:
"Do you want to die early?"
Leng Tianyue’s pupils contracted dramatically!
"Pfft~" Abruptly, the red-faced martial artist, carrying endless intent to kill, shattered.
"Pfft~ Pfft~"
Along with him, the other martial artists all dispersed.
The Silver Toad virtual shadow disappeared, the command flags scattering electricity vanished without a trace, the gale gradually subsided, and the flas dancing around also fully receded.
Two kiloters away, a diminutive figure holding a blade had short hair fluttering, with a feathered dress dazzlingly flying.
Under the Silent Night Blade, all techniques fell silent.
Yet what couldn’t be silenced was the monstrous fury in the heart of the young man from the Human Clan!
Even though Lu Ran knew he could let Wuya’s divine soul exist for a long ti, and that he could one day resurrect his comrade...
But he still wanted to explode!
Martial! Artist!!
Between us today, one must die here!
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