The Dark Domain Tianluo is an ancient secret treasure of the Dark Temple, held by multiple divine spirits over the ages. From ancient times to the present, across endless years, it has suppressed and killed more than ten divine spirits.
The black metal box seemed alive, as one metal pillar after another flew out.
The metal pillars were sharp as knives, pointed as spears, growing larger and more numerous, with the dark power becoming stronger and stronger.
“Awoo!”
“Roar!”
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From the “Seven Evils Formation Diagram”, seven divine beasts rushed out in succession.
The black wolf, red tiger, cloud listener, sky stepper, phoenix-tailed eagle, mountain-piercing silver moon armour, and the most powerful one-horned Li dragon. Each one larger than the last, with ferocious might raging wildly, colliding with the Dark Domain Tianluo formed by the black metal box.
At the same time, Xue Tu, Little Black, and Chi Yao each unleashed their methods, attacking towards the opposite side.
Xue Tu’s divine body expanded greatly, and he spat out divine fire from his mouth, turning the earth into a fiery plain.
Chi Yao swung the Fate Decree Staff, with light and darkness powers twisting together like a black and white divine dragon, surging out simultaneously.
Jiang Qing and Mohe Yan remained unperturbed, each retreating a step.
Master Qu You’s figure stepped forward. Her form was like a shadowy ghost, standing there without using any apparent method, but the scorching divine fire and the light and darkness powers collided against an invisible wall ten zhang away from her.
“Bang bang.”
The divine fire exploded, turning into clusters of flames that scattered in all directions.
The light and darkness powers shattered, forming black and white light mists.
Xue Tu and Chi Yao were struck as if by a heavy blow, flying out like kites with cut strings.
“This is too strong, her mental power intensity is at least seventy-fourth order.” This thought arose in Xue Tu’s mind, and in the next moment, he crashed to the ground, tumbling like a gourd and ending up covered in dirt.
Chi Yao’s cultivation was stronger, so she was less dishevelled. She stabilised her form upon falling, but divine blood spurted from her mouth.
One gaseous arm of Master Qu You condensed, and her fingers drew talisman patterns. In an instant, this heaven and earth seemed to turn into her talisman paper, with lines appearing everywhere.
She was drawing a great killing talisman, intending to directly suppress and kill all the cultivators opposite her.
“Hm!”
Master Qu You sensed something and discovered that the surroundings had turned into an icy world of snow, with heavy snow falling and a majestic divine figure overlooking her from above.
It was the Ice Emperor’s phantom formed by the divine venerable’s divine patterns.
The Ice Emperor’s phantom pressed down with one palm, the palm like the sky, cold qi surging, wind and snow piercing to the bone, divine might shocking the soul. From the phantom, Little Black’s voice rang out: “With this emperor here, even the so-called twelve spirit gods must die.”
Master Qu You raised her palm, and the completed great killing talisman rose slowly, imprinting towards the Ice Emperor’s phantom.
Chi Yao knew clearly that Master Qu You was their strongest enemy, and they had to severely wound her first for any chance of victory today.
“Swish!”
A beam of divine light flew out and appeared in her hand.
It looked like a rusty stick.
It was the sixth of the six divine swords, Old Six.
Old Six was the most corroded, its blade edge gone, resembling a yellowish-brown rusty iron bar.
“Today is extremely perilous, help me kill the enemy?” Chi Yao used her mental power to communicate with the sword spirit Old Six.
The sword spirit Old Six refused, saying: “I am a divine sword, I only assist my master, you are not my master.”
Chi Yao knew the master he referred to was Zhang Ruochen, so she said: “Helping me is helping your master.”
“No, you are deceiving him, you and the master are enemies.” As a divine sword’s spirit, Old Six was immensely proud and recognised only Zhang Ruochen as master; no other cultivator could command it.
Chi Yao did not want to waste more words with it and delay time, so she resealed the sword spirit, gripped the sword, and rushed into the Great Thousand Ice Soul World, slashing towards Master Qu You.
Even a divine artifact with its spirit sealed had incomparable power.
Master Qu You, who was confronting the Ice Emperor’s phantom, had her mental power field broken by Chi Yao’s sword, forcing her to retreat backwards.
Mohe Yan struck out with a treasure pagoda, which grew to a hundred zhang tall, with divine thunder and lightning surging from the tower top, crashing towards Chi Yao.
“Splash,”
Chi Yao swung her sword in a slash, and Mohe Yan’s strongest war weapon was cut in two like tofu by the divine sword’s sword light. The sword light extended all the way to Mohe Yan’s front, blood splashing as it severed one of his arms.
The divine sword’s light was completely unstoppable.
“What kind of war weapon is this? It truly meets gods and slays gods, meets Buddhas and slays Buddhas.”
Xue Tu climbed up from the ground, his eyes burning with heat.
The Yanluo tribe’s cultivators all struck out, supporting the “Seven Evils Formation Diagram”.
Taking this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen withdrew, his gaze turning towards Chi Yao who was attacking Master Qu You, and he murmured to himself: “Finally no longer hiding it?”
While both sides were fighting with heaven and earth overturned.
The Heavenly Gate’s glazed light curtain trembled slightly, and Gui Si and the Heavenly Sparrow Goddess intruded.
Gui Si was an upper god who had lived for long ages, and with one glance towards the Witch Hall and Nine Cauldrons, he discerned the clues. He was then overjoyed, knowing he had come to the right place, and today there would be a great opportunity.
“Let them fight to mutual destruction, then we strike to clean up the survivors, and everything here will belong to us.” Gui Si transmitted to the Heavenly Sparrow Goddess.
The arrival of Gui Si and the Heavenly Sparrow Goddess made Zhang Ruochen, who had intended to act against Master Qu You, hesitate to move rashly for the moment.
Yan Wushen transmitted to Zhang Ruochen: “Prolonging the battle is disadvantageous to us. Withdraw from here first, delay time, and when the Yanluo tribe’s true gods arrive, we can turn from passive to active.”
Zhang Ruochen had the same thought. As long as the Yanluo tribe’s six great true gods arrived, even if Gui Si and the Heavenly Sparrow Goddess allied with Wu Jiang and the others, what was there to fear?
Zhang Ruochen was about to transmit to Chi Yao and Little Black when fluctuations came again from the Heavenly Gate’s position.
“Amitabha!”
Hai Shui, dressed in light blue robes, graceful and soft, crossed the glazed light curtain and appeared in everyone’s view. Her skin was like divine jade, flowing with holy white light.
“Senior brother, it’s the little nun, she seems to have reached the divine realm too, her aura is completely different from before.”
Xue Tu’s eyes fixed on Hai Shui’s body, unable to look away. It was because at this moment, Hai Shui was too alluring, enough to tempt a Buddha to break precepts and make the sacred fall into obsession.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze also fixed on Hai Shui, but it was full of wariness.
“Bang! Bang! Bang…”
With a wave of Hai Shui’s sleeve, Buddhist light flashed.
The six true gods of the Yanluo tribe flew out from her sleeve, each one bloodied, with dragon-snake-like patterns wandering over their bodies, making their forms concave and convex in places. They seemed to be enduring immense pain, bodies curled up, trembling, emitting low growls from their mouths.
The infatuation in Xue Tu’s eyes vanished instantly, turning to shock and disbelief.
What exactly happened?
The Yanluo tribe’s six true gods, including the upper god realm Qian Kong, how did they all fly out from the little nun’s sleeve? Who wounded them?
Xue Tu’s mind went blank, unable to react for a moment.
Not just him, everyone from the Yanluo tribe, Gui Si and the Heavenly Sparrow Goddess, all had drastic changes in expression.
Chi Yao, Little Black, Wu Jiang, and Master Qu You, who were clashing, all stopped and retreated.
Little Black muttered: “The little nun has a problem, a big problem. Could she be possessed by a ghost-type strange beast?”
“She is no nun at all, but a great god. The one Wu Jiang mentioned who has been using Zhang Ruochen must be her, truly a master. Not only high cultivation, but also masterful methods.” Chi Yao said.
Hai Shui said: “These six have all been struck with the life-death curse. If I want them to live, they live. If I want them to die, they die immediately. Senior brother Ruochen, do you want them to live, or to die?”
Zhang Ruochen met her gaze and sighed: “In my mind, I have simulated this scene countless times. But I always hoped it would not truly happen. Who exactly are you?”
“Answer my question first.”
With a wave of Hai Shui’s sleeve, the six Yanluo tribe true gods’ divine bodies rotted on a large scale, their body surfaces a blur of flesh and blood, rotting towards their internal organs and divine seas.
The screams became even louder and more agonising.
Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and said: “Speak, what must be done to spare them?”
Hai Shui said: “Their life and death mean nothing to me. As long as you agree to follow me next, obey everything I say, then I will spare them.”
“Fine! I agree.” Zhang Ruochen said.
Chi Yao said: “You cannot agree to her.”
With one glance from Hai Shui, Chi Yao flew out, crashing heavily towards the Witch Hall’s direction, her body smashing into the first hill and buried under soil and stone.
Hai Shui reached out virtually and grasped, the yellowish-brown iron bar that had flown from Chi Yao’s hand and fallen to the ground appeared in her palm.
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes turned utterly cold.
Hai Shui toyed with the yellowish-brown iron bar in her hand and said: “Senior brother Ruochen’s Wrath Sword is very strong, it should be inherited from the Sword Ancestor. But if you think it can kill me, you have misjudged my cultivation.”
Jiang Qing stood behind Hai Shui, extremely respectful, and said: “The Zen Maiden is a bloodline descendant of Yin Xue Tian, the future lord of the冥殿. Not to mention those present, even if the Blood Absolute War God’s true body from the Blood Sky Tribe’s great clan leader came, he might not be able to do anything to Her Highness the Zen Maiden.”
The cultivators present, including the divine spirits, all felt a suffocating sensation.
Zhang Ruochen knew approaching the Witch Hall was very dangerous, yet he still rushed forward without hesitation, heading towards where Chi Yao had fallen.
“Ah…”
Behind him, one Yanluo tribe divine spirit let out a shrill scream.
His divine body exploded into blood mist, leaving only a head.
Hai Shui said: “Does senior brother Ruochen think that in front of me, he truly has bargaining power? I gave you a choice not because you have such strength, but because I do not want unnecessary complications.”
Hai Shui’s voice was like mountains pressing down continuously on Zhang Ruochen, making him unable to take another step.
Zhang Ruochen sensed Chi Yao’s life aura beneath the soil, gritted his teeth, and said: “Fine, I will go with you! But you must guarantee not to harm any of them.”
“My goal has never been them.”
Hai Shui stepped forward towards the direction from which the Udumbara flower’s fragrance came. As she passed by Gui Si and the Heavenly Sparrow Goddess, the two gods immediately bowed and retreated to make way.
Facing a great god, and one so ruthless, who could not feel awe?
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Little Black.
Little Black understood, more serious than ever, and said: “Rest assured, leave this to this emperor, I will go save her. Be careful of the little nun!”
In truth, Little Black knew well that warning Zhang Ruochen to be careful was useless. Hai Shui’s cultivation was immeasurably deep, countless times stronger than Jin Ju, who was also a great god.
Such a figure could only be suppressed by a divine venerable’s arrival.
