"Below the Golden Immortal are twelve Immortals, each commanding a group of Immortals to mobilize the Earth Immortals for battle! This aura belongs to an Immortal!"
"Heaven... a Fairy? This... how is this possible? This is rely the battlefield’s outskirts!"
De Haydon shouted.
As a monster that had once escaped from the entire Immortal Battlefield and fled into the mortal world, he neither understood the war’s history nor the significance of the azure garnts. But he knew that these were rely at the outskirts of the battlefield.
The true battle erupted at the center of the battlefield, where only the real masters clashed!
By reason, this outskirts area should have been the resting place of fallen Immortals.
But the old woman in blue snorted and said, "You are right that the souls of the forlorn Immortals linger in the battlefield’s center. But when the battlefield opened for the final ti, I don’t know who guided them to the outskirts through sealing techniques and secured the Immortal’s decree in his hand. Otherwise, how could these people ’manipulate’ so many Immortals and orphan souls to attack you?"
"Mass expansion? No wonder!"
Di Hai nodded slightly after hearing this but quickly asked, "Who exactly are the people you speak of?"
"How would I know? You all live below the boundaries of the divine realm!" Those who wield swords, those who escape through strange portals, and those who control the souls of the dead! But this ti, they dared to follow the rulings of the Fairies to annihilate my master to the last breath!"
As she spoke, the blue-clad girl imdiately began singing, cursing fervently.
As a Divine Artifact, she could only follow her master’s movents. Once her master fell prey to the manipulations of a group of Fairies, she could only helplessly follow.
However, Di Hai ignored the fragnted thoughts of the "little girl" in blue entirely and quickly cycled through his thoughts.
Swords, mysterious portals to evade armor, or the commanding of the dead’s souls?
Was this not Jianling Sect, Qingling Sect, or Ghost King Sect’s handiwork?
Thus, behind the peculiar attacks of the earthly Immortal souls and the sudden appearance of this Immortal aura, soone orchestrated it to fuel their own desires!
Gongyang Yun of Old Duan Nong and Qingming Sect’s Jianling Sect!
These two individuals had entered the Immortal Battlefield one after the other. Yet, after entering, they were never seen again.
Clearly, there was foul play within!
Thinking of this, Di Hai imdiately looked to Yang Tian, awaiting his decision. After all, whether it was Zong Qinghou’s "Portal Comparison" or the earlier "Chaos" of the capital war, Yang Tian’s ticulous planning had deeply impressed Di Hai.
This was why he could speculate on these matters, fearing Yang Tian would do so as well.
But what annoyed Di Hai was, after listening to the blue-clad "little girl’s" words, Yang Tian showed no sign of thought, no anger, nor any other expression. He simply stared indifferently at the direction where the Immortal aura erupted, then walked away.
"Heaven, indeed?"
Seeing this, Di Hai imdiately asked curiously.
Yang Tian sneered and said, "Wait here. The Ancestor will return."
"Return again?"
Di Hai’s expression changed dramatically after hearing this. He blurted out, "Heavens, you can’t an to..."
Before Di Hai could finish, Yang Tian just nodded slightly and strode away, transforming into a beam of light and disappearing before everyone.
As for the blue-clad figure missing her "womanly" presence, she exclaid right away, "Impossible! He’s seeking the Immortal souls—that’s courting death!"
Speaking thus, the "womanless" blue garnt also dashed forward to catch up, fragntedly muttering under her breath, "Alright then, when you die, you’ll return my master to ."
"Master... this..."
Su Youu watched Yang Tian and the "womanless" Old Xiao disappear one after the other and suddenly stared blankly at Di Hai.
Di Hai, however, sighed again and said, "The heavens must have... sothing. I’d wager eighty percent."
Eureka?
What did he discover?
Was it...
She glanced at the direction Yang Tian was heading after hearing his words.
Not far within the canyon, the nature’s spiritual energy indeed held peculiarities, resonating deeply with the past; the pressure around was notably unusual!
Most importantly, the pressure was growing stronger and stronger.
Boom!
Just as Yang Tian and Lan Yixiao’s "missing won" gazed onward, the Heaven and Earth Spirit in the canyon erupted like an atomic bullet explosion. Then, a man slowly erged from the gorge.
The man wore an exceedingly luxurious azure robe. Long, black hair cascaded over his shoulders, lending him an elegant deanor. Despite his ghastly pale complexion reminiscent of the lonely ghostly Fairy they had encountered earlier, his eyes bore no hint of madness!
"It’s him!"
The lady in blue gasped in astonishnt upon seeing the man’s face, "Six-fingered Demon!"
"Six-fingered Demon King? Do you recognize him?" Yang Tian asked curiously upon hearing the blue-clad ’woman’s’ rare exclamation.
Recognize?
Indeed!
Staring at the man slowly approaching, nurous mories surfaced before the lady in blue.
Six-fingered Demon King!
Though once an Immortal, he had entered the Dao through the zither—an existence akin to a devil of the zither itself!
His power was among the countless mighty Immortals in the Upper Realm!
In the beginning, the ribbon Immortal warriors in azure blue and several "won" had only just been born, yet the powers of the Six-fingered Demon compelled people to seal him away.
Were it not for the belief that the ribbon Immortals were Immortal Artifacts unsuitable for the zither’s unique shape, people might not have abandoned sealing him.
Otherwise, it would have been apparent that the blue-clad "woman’s" master was no longer Yang Tian’s Primordial Yang Immortal Monarch remaining in his Universe Bag. Instead, it was the Six-fingered Demon King standing before them.
When the blue-clad few "won" identified the Six-fingered Demon, he naturally recognized them as well, laughing, "So it is azure water and rain! Haha, you’ve changed masters, haven’t you?"
In the presence of the Six-fingered Violinist’s amicable smile, however, the few won dressed in blue were entirely unmoved!
She knew that although the Six-fingered Demon now appeared as any ordinary person aside from his pale complexion!
The death of that forlorn soul could not be hidden!
The so-called lonely soul was a mighty figure who perished in the God and Demon Battlefield and gradually awakened over tens of thousands of years, akin to the undead in existence!
So now, the Six-fingered Demon King becoming a forlorn soul ant the original Six-fingered Demon King was already dead!
Standing before her was but a mindless undead bearing the mories of the Six-fingered Demon King—nothing more than a lonely soul!
Indeed!
Seeing the lack of acknowledgnt from the few blue-clad ’won,’ the Six-fingered Zither Ghost was unconcerned. His eyes slowly turned toward Yang Tian and said, "I didn’t expect so many Fairies to contest, only for everything to fall to this lowly ant today. How pitiful! Allow to kill this ant and grant you the chance to select a new master, how about it?"
As he spoke, the Six-fingered Zither Ghost broke into cold laughter, followed by waves of taphysical ripples, stretching forth from his mouth directly toward Yang Tian.
"Be careful! The Six-fingered Zither Ghost excels at lodies; his attacks are all sound-based, closely tied to ’Spirit’ and Spiritual Power!" The blue-clad few ’won’ imdiately reminded upon seeing the situation.
But the Six-fingered Violinist sneered, "Indeed! Ah, the Mandarin Duck Immortal Monarch’s ’daughter’ knows much. But just as a lowly ant from the Lower Realm, even knowing my attack patterns, does she believe he can block them?"
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