novelraw Chapter 1092 - 1057: I Didn't Arrive Too Late
Chapter 1092 - 1057: I Didn't Arrive Too Late
The four Demon Clan Great Mahayana were shocked beyond measure when they saw this situation and immediately realized it was Daoist Mu's Spiritual Domain power.
They quickly disregarded everything else and hastily activated their mana that hadn't been converted, similarly releasing their own Spiritual Domain.
However, just as the Four Demon's Spiritual Domain began to form, Daoist Mu flicked his finger, and the Evergreen Spirit Domain surged forward, instantly crushing the Four Demons' Spiritual Domain.
"How is it possible! His power... Why... is it... so... terrifying..."
The dark-skinned Demon Clan widened his eyes, his speech gradually slowed, and his body began to turn into a wooden sculpture, eventually ceasing all movement.
"Hmph."
At this moment, a cold snort suddenly rang out from the sky.
Subsequently, a square blood-colored seal appeared in mid-air, swaying in the wind, transforming into a blood-colored river stretching thousands of miles.
The waves in the river surged, vaguely accompanied by countless human and beast shadows wailing and struggling, the mournful sound reverberating through the sky, causing all the present Mahayana cultivators to shiver.
Daoist Mu saw the blood-colored river rolling towards him, and his expression slightly changed as he pinched a spell in his hand, releasing the power of the Spiritual Domain without reservation, striking the Blood River.
However, the Evergreen Spirit Domain, which was just now unstoppable, trembled at this moment, seemingly unable to withstand the overwhelming power of the Blood River.
Daoist Mu immediately started chanting obscure and cryptic incantations, while rapidly forming seals with both hands, a green light flashed on him, and the fleeting shadow of a lush ancient tree appeared.
The branches and leaves of the ancient tree grew rapidly, like a canopy blocking above Daoist Mu's head, supporting the Blood River along with the Evergreen Spirit Domain and halting it in mid-air.
The next moment, in the Blood River, the figure of the Yan Emperor suddenly appeared.
He didn't even look as he swung a punch downward, only to hear a loud "bang," and the Evergreen Spirit Domain shattered instantly, along with the ancient tree shadow.
Daoist Mu immediately let out a muffled groan, spitting a mouthful of golden blood.
The Blood River, losing its obstruction, immediately surged downward. Yan Emperor stood on the crest of the waves, looking expressionlessly at Daoist Mu, right fist raised again.
The next strike was to hit Daoist Mu.
"Break!"
But at this moment, Xi Ying's voice suddenly rang out from the nearby Shura Palace.
Following that, spirit light soared from Shura Palace, causing ripples in the void, as a spatial rift opened beside the Chuyun Realm's Mahayana cultivators.
Seeing this, the cultivators, without entangling with the Demon Clan, pushed the enemy back with a move and actively entered the rift.
Next to Daoist Mu, a slender white hand extended from the rift, pulling the severely injured Daoist Mu inside.
Then, Shura Palace flashed in the void, taking the Chuyun Realm's Mahayana cultivators, reappearing thousands of miles away.
Yan Emperor's punch hit empty space, revealing a trace of irritation on his face, but it quickly transformed into greed and delight.
"What a fine Spiritual Treasure, it is entirely on par with the Three Realms Immortal Boat; I must seize it, for it will be of great benefit to us." Yan Emperor muttered to himself, his voice surprisingly feminine.
At this moment, all the Demon Clan Great Mahayana gathered around. Each sustained some damage, but none were fatal.
Even the four Demon Clan cultivators who had clashed with Daoist Mu, with the crushing of the Evergreen Spirit Domain by Yan Emperor, returned to normal, albeit with some branches now lodged in their bodies that couldn't be removed quickly.
They gathered around Yan Emperor, watching him with eyes red as if in a trance, whispering non-stop, and dared not utter a sound to disturb him.
"My Lord, we should pursue them. We can't let them escape." The Reincarnation Demon Lord hesitated for a moment, then said boldly.
Yan Emperor seemed not to hear him at all, continuing to mumble as if no one else was there.
"My Lord?" Reincarnation Demon Lord probed further.
Yan Emperor's body froze, seemingly returning to his senses, and he lifted his head to coldly glance at Reincarnation Demon Lord.
"Order the army to advance fully, split half of your forces to assist in breaking through the defense line, and the rest, come with me." Yan Emperor commanded, his voice reverting to a male tone.
"Yes!" Reincarnation Demon Lord instinctively stood up straight.
At this moment, Thirty-six towering light pillars suddenly illuminated the Chuyun Realm defense line in the distance, spreading Seven-colored Spiritual Light, brightening the dark sky.
From within the light pillars, countless runes surged forth, collectively forming a giant Seven-Colored Array, enveloping both the clashing Demon Clan and Human Clan.
The battlefield suddenly filled with many seven-colored mists, dividing the Returning Ruins into numerous large and small regions.
Under the shine of the Seven-colored Spiritual Light, a frenzied look rose on Yan Emperor's face again, their eyes flickering, sometimes glaring red, sometimes twinkling like stars.
From the Seven-Colored Array, streaks of rosy light suddenly descended, like snowflakes falling on the Demon Clan.
Simultaneously with the void's ripple, these Demon Clan cultivators were instantly teleported to other regions, giving the Chuyun Realm cultivators amidst the formation a brief respite.
Seeing this, a group of Demon Clan Great Mahayana frowned and was about to attack the formation, only to see rosy light flying towards them as well, leading them to immediately form seals, attempting to stop the rosy light.
However, the rosy light ignored their defense methods, swept over them effortlessly, scattering them into different regions.
Only Yan Emperor, despite the rosy light swirling around, remained in place, unchanged.
"Tricks of the trade."
With disdain, he coldly snorted and raised a finger, the Blood River underfoot reformed into a blood-colored seal, shaking itself invisible before smashing towards the Seven-colored Big Array.
A loud crack of thunder resounded.
The seal grew larger against the wind, becoming thousands of meters tall in an instant.
Above, the blood mist rolled and mournful wails filled the sky. Just a glance, and among the cultivators of the Chuyun Realm below, someone was already swallowed of bone and blood, their Divine Soul stolen, soaring to the sky, and merging into the Seal.
At this moment, the Seven-colored Big Array also instantly changed. The mist dissipated and enveloped the cultivators of the Chuyun Realm, while a beam of icy light suddenly shot out from the mist, directly hitting the Seal.
As the cold air spread, ice and frost froze everything along its path, even halting the flow of time and space, rendering them motionless.
This was the Tao Divine Ability — Cold Sky.
Beside the cold air, an ancient Sword Light followed closely, producing a series of sword hums as it raced forward, even causing all the swords and Magic Treasures in the Returning Ruins to reverberate simultaneously, emitting the sound of the Great Dao.
This was the Tao Divine Ability — Qingping Sword Light.
Meanwhile, numerous gold-and-silver colored characters emerged from the void, spinning in mid-air, transforming into a massive fist over a thousand feet wide, roaring as it smashed towards the Seal.
This was the Tao Divine Ability — Saint's Word.
Three Mahayana cultivators struck simultaneously, using Great Divine Powers to intercept together.
The next moment, a cataclysmic boom echoed through the heavens and the earth. The blood-colored Seal and the three Divine Skills were stalemated for a moment, and a crack suddenly appeared on it.
With a loud explosion, the blood-colored Seal shattered completely, turning into a rain of blood sprinkled across the ground...
At the same time, above the head of Yan Emperor, a Round Moon appeared out of thin air, casting down brilliant, firefly-like light...
A cup spun in, pouring out Bone-Eroding Poisonous Liquid...
A Mahayana Puppet with imposing aura stepped out from the void, raising its hand to detonate its core...
Countless sword threads emerged, weaving and shuttling, forming a Sword Array to slaughter downward...
Numerous thorns and vines converged into a body, transforming into a giant dragon over ten feet long, opening its mouth to bite...
Tao Divine Ability, Bright Moon Guide.
Tao Divine Ability, Ten Thousand Poison Cup.
Tao Divine Ability, Fallen Body Puppet.
Tao Divine Ability, Sword Transformation.
Tao Divine Ability, Vine Dragon.
In an instant, all the Mahayana cultivators exerted their strength, using their strongest Divine Skills, striking Yan Emperor at the same moment.
Between heaven and earth, spirit light surged wildly, and energy waves towered to the sky. The Seven-colored Big Array trembled violently under the intense impact, with spirit light fragments raining down, seemingly on the verge of collapsing.
A group of Mahayana cultivators revealed themselves in mid-air, looking at the attacked Yan Emperor with solemn expressions on their faces.
"Ant trying to shake a tree." At this moment, Yan Emperor suddenly raised his head, his voice low and rigid.
Without any visible movement, a Three-colored Spiritual Light emerged from his body, spinning and swirling like ribbons, tightly wrapping around him.
The moonlight, poison liquid, sword threads, and all other attacks, when striking this Three-colored Spiritual Light, were like mud cows into the sea, unable to stir it in the slightest.
The group of Mahayana cultivators were shocked within their hearts, but before they could react, they saw the rain of blood from the shattered Seal reverse and pour into Yan Emperor's body in an instant.
Wave after wave of blood-colored shockwaves rippled out from his body, in the blink of an eye sweeping over everything around, rushing towards the group of Mahayana cultivators instantly.
Just then, around the Mahayana cultivators, space cracks reappeared. They hurriedly dove into them, disappearing once again without a trace.
"Do you think the same trick can evade a second time?" Yan Emperor sneered disdainfully, lifting one hand, five fingers clenching as if grabbing something, pulling it down.
The surrounding space shook violently, the Seven-colored Big Array shattered instantly, and a piercing loud noise came from the sky, cracking a massive space rift, exposing the Shura Palace, which hadn't yet managed to leave, to Yan Emperor's sight.
Yan Emperor took a gentle breath, opened his mouth, and spat out a mighty blood pillar, which shot out straight to bombard the Shura Palace.
"Boom"
Spirit light rioted on the Shura Palace, and, losing its grip, it fell out of the void, crashing into the present world.
Yan Emperor released his hands, and the space rift closed instantly.
At this point, due to the fragmentation of the Seven-colored Big Array, the Demon Clan Mahayana cultivators who had been separated gathered one after another, looking at the fallen Shura Palace in the distance and the imposing Yan Emperor, with revered expressions in their eyes.
"Go, kill them, and seize the palace." Yan Emperor pointed without doubt, instructing without making another move.
The Demon Clan Mahayana cultivators cheerfully obeyed, leaping forward.
Just then, thunderous explosions erupted, countless gray-white Thunder Balls poured down from the sky, fiercely striking the Demon Clan Mahayana cultivators below.
Several of the lead Demon Clan Mahayana cultivators, unable to dodge in time, were struck by Thunder Balls, emitting a tragic cry, and with a brief circulation of gray-white light around them, they turned into dust, dying on the spot.
"Hm?" Yan Emperor showed a look of astonishment, raising a hand to sweep, a wave of invisible potential swept the other Demon Clan Mahayana cultivators back, tossing them behind him.
The out-of-control falling Shura Palace suddenly stopped, the Mahayana cultivators of the Chuyun Realm flew out one after another, looking at the familiar figure appearing in mid-air with excitement.
"Fortunately, I'm not late." In the air, Yuan Ming smiled slightly, his aura naturally flowing out, no weaker than Yan Emperor.
After years of arduous cultivation, today Yuan Ming achieved the Supreme Immortal Body, stepping into the True Immortal Realm as well.
The immortal battle, about to erupt.
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In the next book, Wang Yu is thinking of a catchy book title, such as "Wang Yu's Great Cosmic Trilogy," or "Lost in the Immortal Path: Wang Yu's Cosmic Trilogy Series." Fellow Daoists, what do you think of these two titles?^^