*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*
In another direction, seeing the Cyan Corpse Puppet holding its own against Chu Tianling, Bai Moxuan, Mu Yao, and the others charged at Cai Dan, engaging him in battle.
With Zi Ling, it was fourteen against one—thirteen Martial King Ninth Realm powerhouses and one high-grade Fourth-Order Spirit Controller. Their combined might was terrifying, forcing Cai Dan, a Martial Venerable Third Realm, to retreat repeatedly.
“Brother Cai Dan, I’m coming to help!” From another part of the sky, the lean Cao family youth, Cao Gan, flew toward Cai Dan.
“Brother Cao Gan!” Cai Dan noticed him, surprised by his disheveled state. “What happened to you… Where are Brother Cao Bing and Brother Cao Ding?”
Cao Gan joined the fight, repelling the nine attackers and even gaining an advantage.
The power of a Martial Venerable Third Realm was formidable; Cao Gan’s addition alone began to turn the tide.
Seeing this, Lin Xiao sent Hu Yue to join the group battle, then, with Void Phoenix Wings, charged at the two.
Cao Gan slashed at Bai Moxuan’s group, then glanced coldly at Lin Xiao, saying, “They were killed by him.”
“What!” Cai Dan was shocked. Two Cao family prodigies had fallen here, caused by one youth.
“Courting death!” Cai Dan erupted with boundless black aura, a terrifying wave radiating outward. He unleashed a devastating strike at Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao reached Mu Yao’s side, striking simultaneously. A punch infused with sinister force joined the group’s attack against the two.
Though the duo was strong, the combined might of the group was formidable, barely holding its own.
Elsewhere, Demon List leaders like Gu Shiyou were swarmed by groups and skeletons, unable to break free. Weaker disciples were continuously killed, overwhelmed by the Holy City’s four-to-one numbers and inability to match even a single skeleton.
The battle heavily favored the Holy City. As Cai Dan and Cao Gan unleashed their power, a dozen more Holy City fighters joined, stabilizing the top-tier fight.
*Boom!*
Moments later, a sudden change occurred. At the point where the thousand-zhang thunder storm met the ground, torrents of black aura surged, vast as a sea, exuding a terrifying presence, rolling outward.
“Something’s happening!”
Eyes turned to the storm, everyone bracing with Yuan force.
*Whoosh!*
A black pillar shot out, hurtling into the distance.
“Treasure!” someone shouted, and a crowd rushed toward it.
Lin Xiao’s eyes lit up, stunned to see the black pillar speeding toward him at incredible speed.
*Whoosh!*
Infusing spiritual power into his Yuan force, Lin Xiao activated the Void Phoenix Wings, charging at the pillar.
Their speeds clashed, and Lin Xiao swiftly grasped the black pillar.
The moment he held the one-zhang-long pillar, a consciousness surged from it, rushing into his palm and then his mind, unstoppable.
Simultaneously, a terrifying force enveloped him, immobilizing him and isolating external energies.
Torrents of black aura poured from the pillar, a sea-like wave radiating outward, shaking the heavens.
Those rushing toward the pillar were flung back by the force before reaching a hundred zhang.
Clearly, Lin Xiao had received the pillar’s inheritance, triggering its protection.
“That’s…” Chu Tianling, fighting the Cyan Corpse Puppet, lost composure, trembling. “That’s the You Tian Demon Pillar, the founding treasure our palace has sought since its inception!”
“You Tian Demon Pillar!”
The name sent shudders through the You Tian Demon Palace disciples.
The pillar was their founding treasure, the source of their core technique, You Tian Demon Art.
Their founder had entered the Xuanyu Battlefield, obtaining the art and establishing the palace.
The founder had only received a shadow of the pillar, containing a partial You Tian Demon Art and information about the pillar.
The shadow was an incomplete copy; the true, complete art resided in the pillar.
The pillar itself was a world-suppressing treasure, capable of immense power at a certain level.
For years, the palace’s leader had tirelessly sought it. Any disciple finding it would be named the next leader, gaining all the palace’s resources.
In the Xuanyu Battlefield, the pillar was every disciple’s ultimate goal.
Not just palace disciples—other forces knew its legend. Anyone seizing it could gain the complete You Tian Demon Art, surpassing the palace founder’s fortune.
Such a heaven-defying opportunity was worth risking the palace’s wrath.
*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*
Though some were repelled, others persisted, attacking relentlessly. Yet, the pillar’s protective force was immovable, scattering all assaults.
The palace disciples, frenzied, broke free from the Holy City’s attacks, targeting Lin Xiao.
But the pillar’s protection was too strong, impervious to all attacks and unapproachable.
The Holy City fought back, limiting the palace’s chances to strike Lin Xiao.
Seeing they couldn’t get close, the thousand-plus onlookers ceased attacking.
After a moment, the force around Lin Xiao dissipated, the waves vanishing.
“I never expected to gain the You Tian Demon Art’s inheritance. The palace must be furious,” Lin Xiao opened his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. He’d felt the art’s power through Gu Shiyou, who’d only mastered its first level.
The complete art had five levels, its full power unimaginable.
As he looked around, seeing over a thousand wolf-like gazes fixed on him, a chill ran through him.
