Half a year has flown by like the passage of a white colt glimpsed through a crack, disappearing in an instant.
During this ti, Xu Ping has been secluded at Thousand Leaves Mountain, single-mindedly crafting talismans without distraction.
anwhile, subtle changes have been quietly unfolding on the battlefield where the Luoyun Sect and Hu Country face off.
The most reliable thod of breaking an array has always been to besiege it over the years, depleting the earth’s spirit and spiritual power, thereby weakening the array before seizing the opportunity to break it!
The fierce battles have lasted nearly a few years, and the quasi-Fourth Rank spirit vein within Luoyun Immortal City has struggled to keep up with the supply due to prolonged depletion.
Lately, they could only rely on a large number of Spirit Stones to barely maintain its operation.
However, once the earth’s spirit is damaged, it is difficult to repair.
Luoyun Immortal City.
"Break!"
Amid thunderous roars, a hundred-zhang long black thunderbolt gathered in the void, erging like a flood dragon from the sea, with a loud ’boom’, it charged directly at the light barrier of Luoyun Immortal City.
"Crack!"
The protective barrier of the Immortal City emitted a mournful cry, and under the horrified gaze of the city’s cultivators, it shattered inch by inch like a spider web.
After years of relentless attrition and siege...
The Fourth Rank Grand Array... has been broken!!!
"Hahaha..."
After a fierce exchange with Yun Chengzi, Wan Ming laughed freely and heartily.
"Today’s battle is decided, the victory of Hu Country is in sight... Why do you persist in pointless resistance, friend?"
With the fall of Luoyun Immortal City, the Hu Country army can charge directly into the heart of the Luoyun Sect.
In such a situation, there’s no possibility for anyone within Luoyun Sect to successfully form a Nascent Soul.
"Alas, is it truly destined for heaven to destroy my Luoyun Sect!"
Yun Chengzi gazed distantly at the fallen Luoyun Immortal City, sighing deeply, his entire being shrouded in a deathly stillness, his eyes turning sowhat cloudy.
This kind of despairing situation is unimaginable for a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage.
However, even in such desperate circumstances, Yun Chengzi did not abandon his last hope.
His hands moved quickly to form seals, and as his spells transford, the mana within him surged violently like a torrential tide.
His eyes instantly turned a mysterious purple, with lightning flickering within them, as if containing boundless power.
At this mont, the only chance for salvation for the Luoyun Sect is to slay Wan Ming!
"What, planning to make a desperate fight?"
Wan Ming’s tone seed calm, but a hint of seriousness flickered in his eyes.
Even though Yun Chengzi had been tornted to his last breath after prolonged combat, if the opponent launched a suicidal strike, he still risked perishing together with him.
"Poof!"
Yun Chengzi did not respond, but instead spat out a mouthful of essence blood, spraying it all over his massive purple sword.
"Buzz!!!"
The purple greatsword, drenched in essence blood, let out a high, resounding wail like a dragon’s cry.
As a magical artifact that had been nurtured by the Nascent Soul Cultivator for many years, this sword was extraordinarily spiritual, seemingly sensing that this would be the last epic battle alongside its master.
"Slash!"
After spitting out essence blood, Yun Chengzi’s face turned ashen pale, but he forcefully suppressed his weakness, lifted his fingers with effort, and pointed toward Wan Ming.
In an instant, the purple greatsword expanded rapidly in the wind, growing to a hundred zhang long, its blade emanating terrifying might capable of annihilating all, and it fiercely slashed toward Wan Ming.
Seeing this scene,
Wan Ming’s expression turned extrely grave, and a fiery red iron fan appeared in his hand out of thin air.
Next, he quickly perford an incantation, and mysterious Dharma Seals flickered in the air.
As the spell was completed, a mass of ghostly blue flas ignited fiercely from the iron fan, carrying intense heat and imnse spiritual power.
"Annihilate!"
Wan Ming shouted loudly and swung the iron fan with great force; the blue flas surged forward like a roaring dragon, enveloping with endless power, charging toward the purple greatsword.
In the blink of an eye, the blue flas collided violently with the purple greatsword, erupting in a thunderous explosion.
At that mont, the entire heavens and earth seed to tremble, the brilliant light was blindingly intense, making it impossible to look at directly.
A violent energy flow expanded outward like a surging tsunami, tearing the surrounding space into a twisted distortion, as if it would collapse at any mont.
The ghostly blue flas and the purple greatsword beca locked in a stalemate, madly devouring and annihilating each other, neither yielding an inch.
Amidst the fierce battle, Yun Chengzi seized the opportunity while Wan Ming was fully engaged in countering the magical artifact’s attack, his form flickered like a phantom, and he instantly moved close to Wan Ming.
Before it was known when, a simple Jade Talisman had appeared in his hand.
The talisman shone with flickering runes, exuding a vast and powerful mysterious aura.
"Speed!"
Without hesitation, Yun Chengzi activated the Jade Talisman.
"Buzz!"
With the talisman’s radiance blasting forth, it emitted a deafening hum.
Imdiately following, an ancient, majestic sword light burst from within the talisman, seeming as if it would cleave the heavens and earth.
"Slash!"
Determination flashed in Yun Chengzi’s eyes as he drove the sky-piercing sword light violently toward Wan Ming.
"Immortal Slaying Talisman!"
Feeling the trendous threat heading his way, a flicker of panic crossed Wan Ming’s eyes.
He never anticipated that Yun Chengzi was concealing the renowned Fourth Rank Talisman of the Cultivation Realm—the Immortal Slaying Talisman.
At the critical mont, Wan Ming gritted his teeth, quickly made an incantation gesture, and in an instant, a suit of blazing armor appeared on him.
In the surrounding void, faint flas generated out of thin air, continually shooting dazzling sparks outward.
However, the sword light that pierced the heavens was beyond all expectation!
Upon re contact, his protective shield emitted a series of crackling sounds, covered with countless cracks like a spider web.
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