Vast highland beyond, long night as usual, black mist perates.
However, a shocking change occurs, beam after beam of massive light appears, tearing apart the pitch-black sky.
In the sky, it’s as if many teors pierce through the night curtain, exploding the thick clouds across the whole sky!
People are horrified, their bodies frozen in place.
Because, even the area outside the highland is as bright as day.
All of this is because inside the deep highland, a blood-red heavenly sun explodes, its fragnts flying in all directions.
Cao Qianqiu bursts apart, truly like the disintegration of the sun, not only is the entire highland extrely dazzling, but even the outside area is equally bright.
His Pure Yang Consciousness Spiritual Light is as if teorites, carrying long tail lights, traverse the sky, even dispersing the clouds at the horizon.
At this mont, the night sky is clear and bright.
This is a Grandmaster Level powerhouse of the Immortal Path, after being exploded, every piece of consciousness spiritual light plunges like a cot into the night sky, very majestic and terrifying.
Cao Qianqiu is in extre pain, his main consciousness shattered, leaving him experiencing the agony of being smashed to pieces, how could the so-called Pure Yang Immortal not have a price?
Moreover, he is attacked by five Ancestor Masters together, so consciousness spiritual lights are lost permanently, suffering heavy losses.
He roars, the main consciousness reappears, quickly gathering Pure Yang Spirit Light.
Because, if those Pure Yang fragnts are not combined, it is even more dangerous.
The five Ancestors of the Newborn Road, unyielding and battle-hardened, imdiately intercept those consciousness spiritual lights, intending to wipe them out thoroughly.
Vast highland beyond, at the end of the pitch-black sky, all clouds and mist collapse, sheets of beams fly back to their origin.
Cao Qianqiu reappears, Pure Yang Consciousness reconstructs the body.
At this mont, Sun Taichu and Zhao Wenhan are going all out to help him block the Ancestors of the Newborn Road.
"Yu Fairy, you must do your best now, if sothing happens to Old Cao, the problem will beco extrely severe." Sun Taichu transmits telepathically.
He changes from his usual peaceful deanor, now with his feet on Immortal Tao Runes, the beams he unleashes pierce through heaven and earth, fighting with all his might.
Zhao Wenhan says: "Everyone, stop. Continuing like this, there’s no benefit, this is a severe internal attrition."
Sun Taichu nods, says: "If there are grudges, let’s see who has the better ans during the Great Exploration, then against foreign enemies, we can decide victory and defeat, wouldn’t that be better?"
Lu Yu speaks: "You speak well, but when Cao Qianqiu obstructed the Newborn Road and strangled the genius, how co you didn’t stand out to say these words?"
Qingtian stands in the long sky, the Heavenly Light surges like a burning ocean, says: "This Cao Qianqiu, either kill him or cripple him, how can we allow him to continue causing trouble!"
As he speaks, he is already charging, strength able to support the sky, bold in style, wielding a giant axe to strike.
The present Buddha doesn’t speak, a giant hand slaps over, directly using actual action to make the point!
Cao Qianqiu’s face is gloomy, the Ancestors of the Newborn Road are more "unreasonable" than one another, opening their mouths to kill him, closing them to cripple him, do they really think they can manipulate him at will?
At this mont, his body emits blinding light with a tallic clang, densely packed Immortal Tao Runes transform into Nine Colored Armor, covering him.
Simultaneously, his right hand appears with a Nine Colored Spear, left hand with a Light Shield, all flowing with nurous golden symbols, constructed with Pure Yang Power.
He dons armor and holds a spear, fighting back with full force!
However, several Ancestor Masters would rather endure attacks from Sun Taichu and Zhao Wenhan, just to target him, in an instant, his Nine Colored Armor is shattered.
Several axes from Qingtian land, causing his shield to crack, then explode.
The present Buddha’s big hand continuously slaps, quickly disintegrating Cao Qianqiu’s Nine Colored Armor.
The temple master of Yin Yang Temple, Jiang Zhiyuan, punches Old Cao’s back, causing his chest to bulge instantly, with a huge fist mark appearing.
Crash!
Cao Qianqiu’s Nine Colored Spear fractures into two under Qingtian’s giant axe.
With a spurt, the giant axe, its montum unabated, cleaves into his chest and touches the protruding fist mark, instantly, the axe light and black and white light explode there simultaneously.
Cao Qianqiu groans, his entire chest penetrated, there it exploded, Pure Yang Blood splattering.
At the sa ti, the present Buddha’s giant hand slaps, causing his whole body to crack, coughing blood continuously from his mouth.
Yuqing Ancestor appears, white heaven asuring ruler in hand falling, half of Cao Qianqiu’s body bursts, left shoulder shatters, arm breaks off instantly.
Six Imperial strikes, either striking a Seal, or summoning a Jade Gu, or directly punching, kicking, all pounding on Old Cao’s body.
In an instant, Cao Qianqiu explodes on the spot again.
Such a short ti, he disintegrates repeatedly, losing consciousness spiritual light severely.
Cao Qianqiu has already been depleted of twenty percent of Pure Yang Origin!
The so-called Immortal trait, naturally has limits, he constantly explodes, how could there be no depletion? Every ti he detonates, he loses a portion of Pure Yang Consciousness.
Cao Qianqiu is terrified, if this continues, he really will be crippled.
Now, his hair is disheveled, consciousness spiritual light burning, a blood-red Big Sun covers his body, he is in a desperation state.
Not only him, but Sun Taichu and Zhao Wenhan have long used their secret Ultimate Skills, helping Sun Taichu preserve life.
Outside the highland, many people, from being shocked to numb, are sowhat dazed.
The once invincible Cao Qianqiu, is actually blown up multiple tis, exploding there, this was unimaginable in the past.
In the Newborn Road, both elder figures and young disciples, morale is high, feeling an extre relief, as if they exhaled a foul air.
In the past, Cao Qianqiu was like a shadow over their hearts, unshakable, but now he has collapsed.
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