"Suppress!"
The Netherworld Saintess uttered a light rebuke, and the prayer beads conjured nine cold moons that shone with an icy brilliance. The chill was stifling, sealing off the heavens and the earth, flickering with a strange and terrifying aura. The horrifying pressure made it feel incredibly difficult for anyone to move within this sealed world.
"This is a Lifebound Weapon!"
Qinchuan’s hair flew back as he was pushed rearward by the divine light’s undulating waves. There was a flash of lightning in his eyes, along with a hint of surprise.
The prayer beads in her hand were different from those Qinchuan had confiscated from other Netherworld Hall disciples. These treasure beads had no fixed level; they were Lifebound Weapons refined and nurtured with their owner’s essence blood, capable of evolving with the master’s growth.
A single treasure bead, flashing with a cold and solemn light, whooshed toward Qinchuan.
"Clang!"
He faced it head-on, colliding his fist with the prayer bead. Dao Magic surged and Dharma Patterns undulated outward like a volcanic eruption, creating a dazzling and brilliant divine light that was spectacularly radiant.
Qinchuan’s physical body was incredibly strong, and his golden True Qi flowed ceaselessly outward, pressing against the cold moon conjured by the prayer beads, which were instantly sent flying.
Qinchuan started out relying on his pure physical strength. As an Asura with an Innate Body that had awakened two organs, he already possessed a fraction of the Innate Body’s power. Naturally, a single ninth of the prayer beads could not match him.
The prayer beads flew back. The Netherworld Saintess’s veil fluttered, and her eyes glinted with a strange divine light.
The next moment, all nine prayer beads circled together, leaving afterimages. The Lifebound Weapon was now fully activated, its sealing power even stronger. Each bead shimmered with the holy light of the moon, once again bearing down on Qinchuan!
Every moon disk spun, emitting a piercing and eerie whistling sound.
"Puff puff puff..."
Qinchuan’s fists swung continuously, turning into a golden Dao sea, with his Fist Shadows like endless waves of the ocean, continually colliding with the nine prayer beads, producing earth-shaking and terrifying sounds.
This was a showdown between the physical body and Dao Magic. He was engulfed by the moonlight filling the sky, while the prayer beads transformed into Jade Disks that howled toward him, overwhelming the heavens with their dazzling brilliance.
At the same time, countless Netherworld Hall disciples were already closing in for the kill on Ling Xian’er and the other eight, having nearly reached them.
Flames scorched and lava spewed as Netherworld Hall disciples besieged them. Ling Xian’er and the others, coming from prominent sects, possessed unparalleled strength and were initially able to withstand the Netherworld disciples’ assault. However, the number of enemies was simply too great, and it didn’t take long for the eight to fall into a perilous situation, teetering on the brink of danger.
Wild winds roared and flames reached the sky as numerous Cultivators clashed, unleashing bursts of terrifying divine light. Ling Xian’er and company were experiencing one life-threatening danger after another.
At that moment, Qinchuan punched, sending three prayer beads flying, then spat out two Spells.
The two Spells merged into the remaining two stone statues.
Finally.
The barriers that had been upheld till now were finally withdrawn, and both the Mystic Heavenly Mirage and the Golden Spirit Hundred Snakes acted simultaneously, starting to attack the foundation of the Great Formation.
Indeed, as Qinchuan let go of the last two stone statues, innumerable Red Swords rained down from the heavens, plunging countless Martial Artists into a hopeless situation, filled with utter despair.
Without the protection of the barriers, their deaths were inevitable.
Then, another Martial Artist began to shout loudly.
"Qinchuan! Your heart is so ruthless, you actually disregard our lives,"
"For your own survival, you abandon tens of thousands of Martial Artists. How is your deed any different from that of a Demon?"
Kindness in words creates confidence, and kindness in giving creates love; Qinchuan understood this well.
"Hmph, what do you think you are? Worthy of this young master’s help?" Qinchuan’s expression was ice-cold, his eyes filled with endless chill.
His initial protection of these Martial Artists was more to thwart the Netherworld Saintess’s schemes.
But the subsequent words and actions of these people really ignited an unnameable rage within him.
Moreover, now that Ling Xian’er and the others were trapped in a dire situation, if he didn’t rescue them, those breaking the formation would surely be affected.
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Although he had other backups that were more than enough to rescue Ling Xian’er and the others,
he ultimately chose to use the stone statues.
Because under the protection of the stone statues, aside from the vast majority who were of the Spirit Martial Realm and genuinely defenseless, there were actually quite a few Dao Palace Realm powerhouses who had yet to show themselves.
He understood that those Dao Palace powerhouses were reluctant to take action not only because they didn’t want to face danger but also because they preferred to conserve their strength, watching him clash with the Netherworld Saintess, hoping to ultimately reap the benefits.
While Qinchuan was not afraid of the surveillance of these ants, he detested most those who bit from hiding in the shadows. Since these people wanted to conserve their strength, then he would use this method to force them out into the open.
Without the protection of the stone statue barrier, aside from a few Martial Artists of the Nine Layers of the Spirit Martial Realm and Dao Palace powerhouses, the majority were instantly slain, their essence blood seeping out and converging into the blood river, surging into the mouth of the Pixiu in the center of the Life Prohibition Zone.
The two stone statues charged directly at the disciples of the Netherworld Hall, most of whom were only in the Spirit Martial Realm and really insignificant before the statues.
The stone statue Xuan Tian Yi Bao flapped its wings, shredding countless Netherworld Hall disciples, while the Jin Ling Hundred Snakes spewed crimson serpent eyes, shooting out a blood-red divine light that pierced through a Dao Palace powerhouse of the Netherworld Hall.
In the field, the only ones who could withstand the stone statues were the Titan Ancestral Tribe, but at this moment, the two statues of the Titan Ancestral Tribe were wrapped up by the Giant Behemoth and Chi Zhen, incapable of sparing any effort to deal with Xuan Tian Yi Bao and Jin Ling Hundred Snakes.
The two stone statue fierce beasts demonstrated divine might, shivering the disciples of the Netherworld Hall with shock and awe, as they exclaimed in horror.
"These stone statues are too terrifying, we are no match for them!"
Dismayed by the two stone statues, the disciples of the Netherworld Hall looked at each other, none daring to step forward again.
Fire lass’s beautiful face was mottled with blood, her body aflame, a fierce fire from her mouth swallowing two Netherworld Hall disciples in front of her, while her Fire Fox tail swept across, instantly causing the fall of two more Netherworld disciples.
She stood tall and proud, her pride like that of a small phoenix: "Refreshing! It’s so incredibly refreshing! I have never had such an enjoyable fight in my life!"
After a great battle that truly satisfied her, she did not forget Qinchuan’s instructions, and a breath of flame spewed out, the bright red fire spraying towards the Divine Pillar in front of her.
"Rumble!"
At the same time, Ling Xian’er, Ding Hao, Xiao Fengyu, Dun Kong, and the Ten Absolute Holy Maidens, following Qinchuan’s directions, attacked the vulnerabilities of the Great Formation.
"Break!" Qinchuan spat out four spells, injecting them into the distant four stone statues.
In that moment, the stone statue fierce beasts emitted a blazing golden radiance from their bodies, growing more and more dazzling, as if they were about to explode.
The Heavenly Metamorphosis Inkstone and the Spring and Autumn Brush also emerged now, Qinchuan shouted loudly, "Heavenly Metamorphosis Inkstone, Spring and Autumn Brush, exert your strongest force!"
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The principles of the two Great Emperor-refined Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifacts surged, sending forth limitless Emperor Patterns spewing out, immensely terrifying.
Stone statue fierce beasts, two Magical Treasures, Qinchuan’s incomplete Innate Body, this was the overlapping and blending of Dao Magic and the Physical Body, horrifying and awe-inspiring.
The golden Dao Magic sea boiled, condensing into spherical lightning that roared towards the eye of the Great Formation.
"No!"
The Netherworld Saintess cried out in alarm, her voice hoarse with exertion, mobilizing the nine rounds of the moon, trying to stop this terrifying force.
Before her strongest blow, the nine rounds of the moon instantly flew backwards.
The next moment, several forces of the Dao struck at the focal point of the Formation.
"Boom," a world-shaking, thunderous noise was heard, the gold-colored world suddenly cracked open with fissures spreading across it.
This sealed gold-colored world shattered with a loud crash.
The Devouring Sword Formation, was broken!