Meanwhile, in a separate world located under the surface of the ocean, Pristine Waters between the Eastern Continent and the Central Continent.
The world was dark, and oppressive black thunderclouds surged in the sky, as if they could shatter everything into pieces.
Lightning surged in the thunderclouds, thunder roaring like an ancient dragon who had been sleeping for countless years.
Mountains towered into the dim sky, and their peaks could not be seen.
Countless structures were build around the world, making the entire world seem like the home of ancient beings that had been in deep slumber.
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At this moment, on the peak of a great mountains more than a hundred thousand feet tall, there was a 7 story pagoda built here.
The pagoda shone with a grim, red abyss like light, as if it had come from the depths of the Netherworld.
At the topmost floor, a demonic light shone down on a eerily quiet hall, multiple figures floating in the air facing eachother.
Their faces could not be seen, but the boundless pressure coming from them was enough to crush mountains and part seas.
At this moment, one of them suddenly spoke up, his voice cold and menacing, "It seems like Demon Lord Nine Calamities has indeed betrayed us and joined the other side, taking no action even after receiving many orders."
As he said that, his killing intent silently seeped out of him, enveloping the entire hall, completely chilling, as if the place was frozen.
Hearing his words, it was unknown what the others were thinking.
"Hmph, can’t we just send someone to kill that traitorous Demon Lord Nine Calamities? It’s not like we only have a single person like him. There are hundreds of other people as capable as him in the demonic path and the Demon Race. He has the Isle of Heavenly Demons under him, don’t forget!"
An unruly voice suddenly sounded in the hall, lifting up the darkness a bit and easing the tense atmosphere.
"The Isle of Heavenly Demons, to be more specific, the Monument of the Demon God is an extremely important part of our plan. We were the ones who gave Demon Lord Nine Calamities the authority to control the Isle of Heavenly Demons at will, but that was indeed a huge mistake. We have to get it back at all costs."
Another voice sounded, it’s tone full of elegance and a sage like presence to it, as if an Immortal God who had lived for countless years was talking.
This voice also did not have any great emotional fluctuation, sounding extraordinary.
Soon, more and more voices sounded in the hall, talking to eachother.
"The Demon Saint is about to arrive at the Eastern Continent soon. I’ve heard that he’s extremely arrogant and rebellious, and is very prone to trouble. Should we stop him for the time being?"
"With the people who are acting as his Dao Protectors, I doubt there’s anyone who can threaten him in the Eastern Continent right now if we exclude the upper echelons of those 3 major factions there. Let him be, the plan cannot be stopped. Just change the location from Fengzhou to another State."
"The Demon Saint has great talents, and he was born as a Qi Condensation Realm cultivator. He’s also very essential to our plan. Those traitors might have already told the righteous path of his existence and our motive. Tell those guys assigned to him to keep an eye on him and prevent him from causing too much trouble so as to not attract the attention of the righteous path and the other side."
"I have also sent reinforcements to that junior called Kong Junyu. He is extremely talented, and is willing to be on our side. He also has his own forces, couples with the multiple Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivators I have sent to his side, it won’t be long before those experts of the righteous path take action to save Fengzhou. We have to be ready then."
As they all talked about various things, a red glint emerged in the darkness from what seemed to be their faces, similar to eyes, their appearances still could not be seen. It was chilling and terrifying.
...
At this moment, on the side of Tian Yongheng’s clone.
Yan Jingfei was panicking as she looked around with her Divine Sense continously, trying to find a way to break the Saint Killing Sword Formation.
In fact, she had once come into contact with the Saint Killing Sword Formation in her past life, and it was the exact same replica as this one.
At that time, it was used by Void Refinement Realm demonic cultivators to trap her and more than a hundred people, all of whom in the Void Refinement Realm.
She could not break through this Sword Formation at that time, and could only survive because one of the trapped people was an important person, so more than 10 Nascent Soul Realm cultivators came to his rescue.
This Sword Formation was directly shattered by a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator at that time.
Even after reaching the Immortal Ascension Realm in her past life, she could never figure out how to break this Sword Formation, and could only console herself with the fact that since it was left behind by a Half Immortal Realm mighty figure, even if it was only a replica, it was not possible for her to be able to break it.
Right now, that person just mentioned that this Sword Formation had been fused with the power of a top notch Tribulation Transcendence Realm expert, which meant only Immortal Ascension Realm experts could break it.
Even though her master was a Tribulation Transcendence Realm cultivator and the reincarnation of an ancient mighty figure, he could probably not dispell the Saint Killing Sword Formation.
As this thought crossed her mind, her heart sank.
There was no hope of survival left.
The others, including Tan Xue, were also thinking the same.
Only Lu Qingfeng was left with a little bit of hope.
He wasn’t a reincarnated individual who had once reached the top like Yan Jingfei or an experienced expert who had seen the vast world like the people of the Brilliant Starlight Sect.
In his eyes, his master was an invincible existence, the reincarnation of an extremely powerful Immortal God.
The image of all the people who were once close to him in the mortal world had begun to blur in his heart, and the people he met in the cultivation world were only good friends, inferior to Tian Yongheng and the other people of the Eternal Peak he knew.
His master was the most important person to him, followed by Yan Jingfei, who was the reason he was able to come into contact with the cultivation world.
He had absolute confidence in Tian Yongheng.
This confidence did not appear out of nowhere, it was just that no matter how invincible the opponent seemed, they would always fall in front of his master.
He had never seen seen him lose!
In fact, he had seen Tian Yongheng take action for only two or so times, but both times was so magnificent that he already felt that Tian Yongheng was indeed the most powerful.
At least no one below the all powerful Immortal Ascension Realm could rival Tian Yongheng in Lu Qingfeng’s opinion.
At this moment, he was also looking up at the sky with a nervous, yet expectant gaze. He knew that his master was about to take action.
All people trapped in the Sword Formation seemed to be up at the sky, but their Divine Sense was also focused on Tian Yongheng, wondering what his next move will be.
Even the demonic cultivators outside were staring at him.
On the other hand, Tian Yongheng was not nervous at all.
At this moment, as if sensing something, his Divine Sense locked onto a certain spot in the Sword Formation, his eyes turning to look there.
He slowly raised his right hand, his index finger pointing towards that spot of the Sword Formation.
Seeing this, all the demonic cultivators had different expression.
Some were mocking him, some had cold eyes, while some were looking at him with killing intent. The daoist like old man was the same.
At the Eternal Peak, Tian Yongheng’s original body also raised his index finger at the swarm of mighty demonic cultivators in the distance.
Seeing this, Tian Yunchen and Su Yanlan were both filled with excitement while the demonic cultivators at the front of the other side who could see this immediately stopped in their tracks, their eyes narrowing.
Kong Junyu, who was at the end of the row, felt dissatisfied but didn’t dare say anything. He was still not strong enough to contend against the later stages of Nascent Soul Realm.
At the exact same moment, both Tian Yongheng’s original body and clone’s index finger emitted a blinding golden light, drowning everything around them for more than a thousand miles.
Even the Saint Killing Sword Formation could not suppress this golden light as the demonic cultivators on both sides revealed shocked impression, their faces filled with fear and despair.
Even Kong Junyu was dazzled by this great light, his expression changing drastically.
"Impossible!"
*BOOM!*