However, accepting reality is one thing, whether one can endure it is another.
For the mortal cultivators, the imdiate threat lies in the Jiuli experts opposite them.
Yet as everyone teleported, their positions gradually began to drift southward from Xiongbo Mountain.
By mutual agreent, the battlefield moved closer to Cuoduan Abyss.
Ye Morong, the seasoned veteran overseeing the field with remote arrows, quickly positioned himself between Xiongbo Mountain and Cuoduan Abyss, occasionally gazing towards Cuoduan Abyss.
He is a master of the Divine Archer Lineage, adept at long-range observation and keen insight.
Suddenly, Ye Morong vaguely saw a patch of blood-red rising near Cuoduan Abyss, like an ominous shadow blocking the dim Earth Sea.
In the overturned Cuoduan Abyss, on the small island suspended above the abyssal water, Lei Jun opened his eyes.
A blood-red mass approached from below the inverted Cuoduan Abyss.
A Ninth Heavenly Layer expert of the Blood River Lineage, but not Wei Ancheng... Lei Jun watched the blood-red expanse.
At the center of the blood-red, a middle-aged man, appearing around forty or fifty, erged, tall and robust, with complex tattoos on his skin, emotionless face, and eyes like blood.
To many cultivators from the Great Tang Realm, the newcor was not unfamiliar.
Li Yan, the Jiuli Grand Shaman at the Nine Heavens Realm, patriarch of the Poli Clan.
His gaze first landed on the pure black three-tiered altar flashing with golden light, then shifted to the Celestial Master’s Sword on Lei Jun’s lap, and finally rested on Lei Jun himself.
He had dealt with Tang Xiaotang more than once.
His fellow Eighth Heavenly Layer expert had been injured by Tang Xiaotang.
This ti, as Tang Xiaotang brought the Celestial Master’s Sword into the Earth Sea, Li Yan also directly clashed with her.
He was very familiar with Tang Xiaotang and the Magical Sword hiding its edge.
Lei Jun calmly t his gaze.
Li Yan spoke in an odd tone, its aning unclear to Lei Jun.
However, Lei Jun didn’t need to ponder, as Li Yan didn’t expect a response but charged towards Lei Jun and the altar after speaking.
The patriarch of the Poli Clan suddenly wielded a strangely fashioned long-handled saber, its blade blood-red, unleashing a towering wave of bloody light rising upwards, assaulting the island within Cuoduan Abyss.
Lei Jun stood up from the island, lightly wielding the Celestial Master’s Sword.
A surge of purple lightning appeared exceptionally bright in the dim Earth Sea, shattering the surrounding darkness.
Aiming for thunderous roar and dragon chant, the massive roar resonated as purple lightning coalesced into a brilliant sword light, like lightning cleaving down on the dark Earth Sea.
Purple sword light collided fiercely with the blood-colored saber light in mid-air.
Li Yan’s gaze grew colder, ignoring the golden-flashing pure black three-tiered altar, focusing entirely on Lei Jun.
In the Taoist Talisman Sect of the Great Tang Realm, besides the woman with the Pure Yang Immortal Physique, this young man was also an extraordinary talent.
Though only by wielding the Celestial Master’s Sword could he withstand Li Yan’s saber, not just any Eighth Heavenly Layer cultivator could wield the Celestial Master’s Sword and contend with a Ninth Heavenly Layer expert.
It required the Eighth Heavenly Layer cultivator to have exceptional talent and strength.
Li Yan’s gaze grew more concentrated.
His attacks beca even more ruthless.
With another swing of his long-handled saber, a massive amount of blood light soared skywards, forming a strange blood rain ascending from below, quickly encircling Lei Jun.
Lei Jun remained unflustered, his robes billowing, with one hand behind his back and the other casually wielding the Celestial Master’s Sword.
A vast amount of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder spread out, transforming into a gigantic Purple Lightning Dragon, traversing the heavens and earth, blocking the densely packed blood-red saber light.
Both sides battling near Xiongbo Mountain were evidently shifting towards this spot, and many were observing this inverted Sky Abyss.
There were others besides Li Yan lurking nearby, eager to take advantage.
So, Lei Jun remained calm and composed, countering every move, first contending with Li Yan.
He had always been clear about his objective; compared to the current standoff with Li Yan, his primary concern was to protect the altar beside him.
As Li Yan kept his eyes on Lei Jun, he switched to holding his long-handled saber with both hands.
The Jiuli people naturally have strong physiques, skilled in various Witchcraft Sect spells, with their Cursed Prayers and Worm Arts differing from the mortal world’s Witchcraft Sect cultivators, leaning towards Corporeal Life Mastery rather than Divine Soul Spirit.
For a Jiuli Grand Shaman like Li Yan, who practiced the Blood River Lineage Taoist heritage, blood battle combat was the only path.
This combat style gave the Jiuli Grand Shaman an edge over the Great Tang Realm’s Blood River cultivators.
Li Yan’s wide-ranging Blood Battle Massacre Style couldn’t defeat Lei Jun, so he switched to the Blood War Hell Style, a more concentrated force.
Gripping the saber with both hands, he swung it with no unnecessary embellishnts, splitting a blood-red rift in the dim Earth Sea, as if hell itself was torn open.
The concentrated, fierce blood saber struck towards Lei Jun.
Yet Lei Jun remained unmoving, only moving the left hand that had been behind his back, forming a spell in front of his chest.
The Xuánxiāo Five Thunder Talisman silently appeared, circulating quietly.
A massive black Yin Thunder Dragon erged its head, releasing a silent roar, shaking the surroundings.
The black Yin Thunder Dragon intertwined once more with the purple Yang Thunder Dragon.
Yin and Yang blend, twin dragons erge from the sea.
Together, they shone with dazzling brilliance, illuminating the surrounding darkness as if it were dayti.
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