Breaking through the illusion of the mortal world

Chapter 173 Bloody Battle

Above the sky, the Primordial Heavenly Spirit Stele and the Azure Mirror remained locked in a fierce standoff, with the Xuanhuang and Qingguang lights intertwining and twisting, the sun and moon completely disappearing, leaving only darkness between heaven and earth.

Luo Tianming and Ling Tian, ​​the Holy Lord of Fuyao, were locked in a fierce battle amidst the oppressive power of the sacred artifact, their Daoist techniques and divine powers resounding throughout the eight wastelands.

The five-clawed golden dragon and the Kunpeng roared in a bloodbath, their scales and feathers flying, blood splattering across the sky. The two spirit beasts fought almost frantically, yet neither could completely suppress the other.

"Holy Lord, I'm here to help you!" After stabilizing the battlefield below, Bixiao flew straight to the Holy Lord Fuyao and together they activated the Azure Mirror to fight against Luo Tianming.

With Bixiao joining the fight, the pressure on Fuyao Saint Master's side was greatly reduced. The two of them working together were able to subtly overpower Luo Tianming, but the battle was already fierce and evenly matched.

The top-level showdown has reached a stalemate, and the ground battlefield has completely collapsed into a meat grinder.

The warships and high-level cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit Holy Land concentrated their firepower, relentlessly bombarding the weak points of the Azure Nether Mirror Light Net, constantly creating new gaps.

As the gaps widened, more and more people rushed into the sacred land of Fuyou.

Countless disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Holy Land, the Golden Armored Warriors, and cultivators from other forces surged into the territory of the Fuyou Holy Land through the breach, their shouts of battle shaking the heavens and the earth.

Their goals were extremely unified: deep in the back mountains of Fuyao, there was a giant inter-state teleportation array that would connect Qingzhou in just one day!

"Stop them! We mustn't let them get even a step closer to the teleportation array!"

Xia Linxian killed several enemies while giving orders during the battle.

Now that things have come to this, the teleportation array is everyone's Achilles' heel; once it's broken, things will only get more difficult.

Li Jingyun soared into the air, his Dragon Roar Sword intent tearing through the clouds, guarding the left flank. Wherever the sword wind passed, corpses and magical artifacts flew everywhere.

Xia Yufei's white clothes were now stained with blood, her proud figure moving through the battle formation, wildly dancing with the Moon Invitation Sword Technique.

The remaining disciples with lower cultivation levels formed battle formations or followed higher-level disciples. Although the battle was fierce, it remained orderly.

Lu Ming followed Chu Tianyi and fought alongside Li Jingyun. Lu Ming danced wildly with the Xuanwu Sword Technique, creating waves as turbulent as a raging sea, with sword energy whistling across the sky.

Countless disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect surged forward like a tidal wave, led by three elders, all of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage and possessed exceptionally powerful supernatural abilities.

"Those who block my way shall die!"

The elder in charge struck out with his palm, and the resulting shockwave shattered the bodies of several disciples of the Fuyao Sect.

With anger blazing in his eyes, Lu Ming watched as his once friendly disciples from Fuyao died in droves. His anger was so intense that he no longer cared about the difference in their cultivation levels.

Lu Ming's five elements of energy suddenly erupted, and the Xuanhuang Divine Treasury, along with his Dao Foundation, shimmered with pale golden light, simultaneously drawing upon the profound Daoist rhymes of the Golden Orchid Remnant.

"Black Tortoise Sword Technique - Rending the Universe!"

He leaped forward, his Qingping sword intent condensing into a hundred-foot-long giant sword of light and shadow, which slashed down!

The leading old man sneered upon seeing this: "They're courting death!"

The old man casually waved his hand, and a streak of spiritual energy instantly shattered Lu Ming's full-force attack, continuing its momentum straight towards Lu Ming!

Lu Ming activated the spatial jade talisman left to him by the Zhenwu Sect and instantly disappeared from the spot.

"There's actually a spatial treasure?" The elder sneered, pinpointing Lu Ming's location, and lunged forward again.

Chu Tianyi stepped forward to block Lu Ming and clashed head-on with the old man.

"You white-haired old man, take this!" Chu Tianyi shouted sharply.

The other two elders beside the old man attacked simultaneously, unleashing their supernatural powers in an attempt to kill Chu Tianyi in one fell swoop.

"Senior Brother!"

Lu Ming was extremely anxious and worried upon seeing this.

"Lu Ming, don't come any closer!" A glint flashed in Chu Tian's eyes, and the Divine Firmament Sword in his hand blazed with power, unleashing the Seven Tribulations Dragon-Slaying Technique!

Chu Tian moved with his sword, transforming into a dragon, and charged straight towards the three people with seven beams of tribulation light!

More people rushed forward.

Lu Ming's Xuan Yuan True Qi circulated wildly within his body, and he pushed the Void Step to its limit, his figure flashing like lightning.

The Xuanwu Sword Technique was unleashed layer upon layer, relentlessly slashing at the invading enemy.

At this point, Lu Ming no longer cared about holding back. Previously, Lu Ming had held back and was unwilling to kill, but seeing the people around him die one after another, he was now blinded by resentment!

"cut!"

With a single sword strike, golden Dao patterns intertwined with cyan wind blades, instantly killing the five people in front of him.

Lu Ming's eyes were slightly red, and he seemed a little dazed.

From the very beginning of the killings, he felt disgusted and uncomfortable. Now, with each move drawing blood, he no longer cares about anything else.

People around him kept falling. Fellow disciples who had just fought side by side could be blasted into dust by supernatural powers in the next moment, and blood stained the ground red.

Lu Ming was in agony, heartbroken by the deaths of those around him, yet forced to endure the discomfort of killing. But he had no choice but to fight!

Lu Ming was panting heavily. Although he struggled, his sword was swift and decisive, as if it could numb him.

The battlefield grew increasingly tense, yet not a single person retreated.

If we take a step back, the teleportation array will be destroyed, and we will lose everything.

"kill!"

The sounds of battle shook the heavens and rose and fell in waves. These immortal cultivators, who were high and mighty in the eyes of mortals, were now falling in droves.

Throughout the entire Fuyou Holy Land, such brutal battles were taking place everywhere.

The Heavenly Spirit Holy Land and other forces, with their superior numbers and overwhelming power, launched wave after wave of attacks like an endless tide, seemingly never-ending.

Despite being outnumbered, Fuyao and the Daoist disciples held the advantage of terrain, stubbornly defending every inch of the mountain path and keeping the enemy a hundred miles away from the teleportation array.

The battlefield stretched from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, from the dense forest to the cliffs, from daylight to night, without the slightest pause.

Both sides were bloodthirsty, leaving corpses strewn across the land, spiritual energy in chaos, fragments of magical artifacts, broken swords and spears scattered everywhere, and even the spiritual herbs and trees in the mountains were burned to ashes by the war.

The confrontation between the sacred artifacts in the sky remained unresolved; the Primordial Heavenly Spirit Tablet could not crush the Azure Nether Mirror, nor could the Azure Nether Mirror break through the Primordial Heavenly Spirit Tablet's suppression.

The battle between the two masters of the spiritual land intensified, but neither could defeat the other in a short time.

Despite being covered in wounds, the two sacred beasts continued their fierce battle, neither willing to back down.

At the edge of the clouds, the group from the Palace of Parting Sorrows still stood silently watching the battle.

Ning Qingxue looked down at the figure fighting a bloody battle, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes, but she ultimately did not move.

The Palace Master of Juechen Palace, Shuangye, remained calm, as if watching a play that had nothing to do with her.

The young palace master in red smiled even more, remaining aloof and observing without interfering in either side's affairs.

Deep within the back mountain where the teleportation array is located, the spiritual light of the array base remains stable. The last two core restrictions are being inscribed day and night by the array master, and the distance to complete connection is getting closer and closer.

The disciples of Tianling charged forward like madmen, but were constantly blocked.

Lu Ming and his men fought desperately, each step extremely difficult, their defense line teetering on the brink of collapse, yet never crumbling.

In the distance, streams of light continued to arrive, all thanks to the support of the Heavenly Spirit Holy Land.

At this moment, the sacred land of Fuyao was shrouded in darkness, with no light from the sun or moon.

No one can back down, and no one can afford to lose.