Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon! Chapter 742 - 741: A Sword to Open Heaven

BOOM!

As Chen Pingping and his group were performing the "Monkey Steals the Peach" maneuver, the colossal Xuanwu finally broke free of its shackles, its vast body erging from deep within the earth.

Within a radius of hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands of miles, everything was collapsing. The deafening roar tore at the sky, and thick smoke billowed and spread. At first glance, it was as if the apocalypse was descending.

The situation was terrifying. Xuanwu's aura fluctuations swept across everything like a storm, filling every inch of space and crushing the lands in all directions. Its Divine Might was imposing, its presence stirring mountains and rivers.

Another roar followed, wrapped in terrifying power, like a river from the Nine Heavens boiling over, snuffing out an untold number of lives.

Everyone was horrified and quickly retreated. But it was still too late. Xuanwu roared furiously, like a Divine Demon striking; no one within tens of thousands of miles could escape.

Of course, those with higher cultivation realms could struggle free.

It was devouring Life Essence to compensate for its own deficiencies.

At this mont, the Four Symbols Array was also shattering.

In the Zhang Family's territory, successive tiger roars echoed as hundreds of mountains rose up, coalescing into the form of a tiger. Its four limbs staunchly planted, it fiercely stomped upon the earth, causing countless fissures to spread.

"Strike!" the Clan Leader of the Zhang Family ordered, and countless cultivators surged towards the scene.

It's over, it's all over! It seems to be getting out of control. Where's Ping? Ping, where are you? I'm starting to panic.

Zhang Ziyu had never experienced such a scene. Although he knew Chen Pingping was orchestrating it, the sundering of Tiger Land and the ergence of that colossal, illusory figure deeply stirred him.

"Aren't you the Sword Immortal's Successor?" Li Chaoge's voice sounded from behind him.

"..." This isn't the ti to brag, is it?

Zhang Ziyu looked back at him. "Where's Ping?"

Li Chaoge shook his head. "I don't know. But I do know that if you don't act now, the Zhang Family, and even the Human Clan in this region, will all beco food for Tiger Land."

Within the Four Symbols Array, Tiger Land had been the first to condense Spiritual Intelligence. If not for the Array restraining it, it would have likely manifested long ago and begun its slaughter.

ROAR!

Tiger Land's roar shook the heavens and the earth. Its massive claws swiped down at the approaching Zhang Family experts with incomparably imnse force. A single attack disintegrated the vanguard's offense; they were utterly unable to withstand it. Dozens of figures were swatted down by its paw, slamming heavily onto the ground.

"Spread out! Don't stay in one place!" the Clan Leader ordered. "Don't concentrate your attacks in one direction!"

"Clan Leader, the Four Symbols Array is about to break!" an Elder shouted.

"Hold firm! We still have a chance..." the Clan Leader began.

No sooner had he spoken than the earth deep beneath them collapsed again, terrifying Divine Might perating outwards wantonly. Everyone was aghast. The Array was about to break. The God Grid of the Divine Clan's great god was about to erge. This was a cataclysm, and their faces turned deathly pale.

What was terrifying was that the rivers stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles also dried up in that very mont, all life within them withering away in just a few breaths.

It's over! The Human Clan cultivators in this region were all trembling, their faces ashen, filled with despair.

"Zhang Family cultivators, heed my command! Resist Tiger Land's advance with all your might!"

"Yes!"

"Elders, head towards the great river! If the God Grid appears, suppress it imdiately with the Emperor Weapon!"

"Yes!"

"Younger generation of the Zhang Family, evacuate the Human Clan mbers in this area! Hurry!" The old Clan Leader issued order after order.

He knew the situation was hopeless. The shattering of the Four Symbols Array had beco inevitable, and the ergence of the God Grid was imminent. However, the most pressing issue was Tiger Land's materialization, which was accompanied by an overwhelmingly malevolent aura. If not handled properly, forget the God Grid; Tiger Land alone was enough to annihilate them all.

"Ziyu!" In an instant, the old Clan Leader cald down. Looking at Zhang Ziyu, who was pale with anguish and trembling, he smiled. "Don't panic, don't be nervous. The Human Clan has survived for countless eons; what kind of catastrophe haven't we experienced? What we face now is rely a Four Symbols Array and a God Grid. You have to believe in yourself."

"I..."

"You are the Sword Immortal's only successor, wielding his legacy and his profound heritage. Perhaps your strength hasn't reached that level yet, or perhaps... you can do it."

"Clan Leader!" he said, his voice trembling. "It's not like that."

"I know," the Clan Leader interrupted. "Even if our negotiations succeed, they might not truly intervene, and the catastrophe will remain. But... our Zhang Family is different. You hold the Sword Immortal's legacy; you are destined for an extraordinary fate, perhaps not now, but soday."

He knew? Zhang Ziyu found it hard to believe, a deeper guilt welling in his heart.

The old Clan Leader spoke again, "Go! Do what you must."

Zhang Ziyu gritted his teeth, his breathing rapid, as he stared intently at the aged Clan Leader. At this mont, he realized the old man had aged considerably. He was completely different from before. His vitality was no longer abundant, even beginning to wane, and the light in his eyes had dimd, layered with weariness.

He... Clan Leader... Zhang Ziyu's mouth fell slightly open, his chest heaving violently. A million words froze in his heart, and he didn't know what to say. He felt suffocated.

The old Clan Leader had given orders to all mbers of the Zhang Family, yet he alone was told to leave.

Why? Was it a hopeless situation? Was he supposed to survive? To live on so ignobly? No, no, no! It couldn't be like that.

Zhang Ziyu shook his head violently, casting aside those chaotic thoughts and began to ponder seriously.

The shattering of the Four Symbols Array was inevitable, as was the ergence of the God Grid. But... this was Ping's plan, and he was a part of it. Ping must be controlling things from the shadows, waiting for an opportunity. Ping wouldn't let the Human Clan perish. And Ping wouldn't let the Zhang Family be annihilated either. I just need to wait a little longer.

Zhang Ziyu quickly regained his composure.

But he didn't know that while Chen Pingping had been planning and considering many potential factors, he hadn't anticipated the "spirit forms" within the Four Symbols Array. aning, the Four Symbols would congeal simultaneously at this very mont and devour the Life Essence from the land.

It was too fast. There had been no warning, no gradual process.

Otherwise, Chen Pingping would have already called for reinforcents from the Wuji Sect. But at this mont, he was still deep within the Four Symbols Array, suppressing the God Grid's domain.

AHHHH!

Piercing screams jolted Zhang Ziyu from his reverie. He looked up sharply to see his kinsn falling, one after another.

Blood stained the sky.

Yet they did not stop, continuing to surge forward and attack, their gazes resolute, already embracing the resolve to die. Because behind them were the countless lives of the Human Clan. If they retreated or fled the battlefield, those beloved kinsfolk would turn to nothing.

But the materialized Tiger Land was too powerful; they were incapable of resisting. The Sword Dao they wielded, the Divine Weapons in their hands, every attack they launched—all failed to shake Tiger Land in the slightest.

PIERCE! As Tiger Land tore itself from the ground, flying stones pierced the air. One struck a clan mber, penetrating his body. He didn't even have ti to scream before his corpse plumted to the earth.

Another elder was pinned to a great mountain, his Life Essence completely drained and devoured.

SIGH... SIGH... A gentle breeze blew, carrying a rustling sound like the whispers of departed spirits, unwilling to leave, expressing their final, lingering attachnt to this world.

Zhang Ziyu grew increasingly composed, his gaze deepening with profundity. He was deeply stirred.

He walked towards the battlefield step by step, his robes fluttering. The Sword Intent within him grew increasingly potent, and deep within his Sea of Consciousness, the divinity slowly opened its eyes.

An earth-shattering sword light cleaved forth. "Opening Heaven!"