Similarly, in the sky, a silver-haired woman spoke, “Ancestor, that person saved me. You must help him.”
She was Xue Lin, her silver hair shimmering and cascading down to her waist. Before her stood an elder with crane-like white hair and a youthful face, exuding vitality—this was the ancestor of the Snow Phoenix Clan.
In this world, some experts stood above all others, and this ancestor was undoubtedly one of them. With phoenix blood flowing through his veins, he had lived for ages, his strength terrifying.
“Master, are you awake? What? You are? Then hurry and save him!” From the distant sky, Cao Yusheng roared. Before him stood a small, drowsy old man who seemed on the verge of falling asleep.
Though external forces were present, none had yet intervened.
On the battlefield, tensions escalated, and the great battle erupted.
“Everyone, attack together! What immortal beings? What supreme sacred grounds? They’re just two people—suppress them all!” the Guardian of the Celestial Clan shouted.
“Disciple, that old fellow has his eyes on you again. Every time, it’s him. Today, I’ll carve you a piece of beef tendon to feast on!” Qi Daolin declared, vanishing with Shi Hao in an instant.
With a flash, he broke through the enemy’s defenses and charged toward the Celestial Clan’s Guardian. His hands glowed as he unleashed a torrent of bone runes, dazzlingly brilliant.
The Celestial Clan’s Guardian roared in fury, resisting with all his might. Once a mighty figure renowned in the ancient era, he had now withered, his blood energy dried up, no longer the fearless warrior of old.
**Boom!**
The two clashed, their divine techniques soaring into the heavens. Across from them, the phantom of a colossal savage bull appeared, its roar shattering the heavens and earth.
**Rumble!**
The sky split, the earth cracked, and mountains collapsed.
The bull’s bellow shook the uninhabited lands, sending chills down the spines of many.
Numerous young cultivators coughed up blood, their bodies flung aside. If not for the swift intervention of their elders, many would have perished.
The Celestial Clan’s Guardian was, in truth, a savage bull.
“Old bull, you keep bullying my disciple. Do you think our lineage is easy prey?” Qi Daolin bellowed, his palms radiating light as he unleashed waves of bone runes.
**Thud!**
The Celestial Clan’s Guardian staggered, blood trickling from his lips, his body trembling violently.
Qi Daolin let out a sharp cry, dashing forward. His five fingers fused into a divine sword, slashing downward.
**”Roar!”**
The Celestial Clan’s Guardian roared, his human form unable to sustain itself. He fully transformed into his bull form, no longer just a phantom. His massive black horns gleamed ominously as he unleashed sword beams.
Simultaneously, he stomped the earth, causing the void to collapse as he charged forward.
**Brutal Charge!**
A seemingly simple attack, yet devastating—concentrating his full strength into a single, unstoppable rush. If it landed, his opponent would be crushed into pulp.
**Clang!**
At that moment, a metallic hum resounded. Qi Daolin’s entire right arm transformed into a celestial sword, his flesh like divine metal, cleaving downward onto one of the bull’s horns.
**Crack!**
The horn snapped off.
“Disciple, take this as a war horn,” Qi Daolin said.
A massive black horn, stained with blood, plummeted toward Shi Hao, exuding an aura of primal savagery—a relic from a terrifying powerhouse.
Without hesitation, Shi Hao shouted his thanks and swiftly stored it away.
**”Moo!”**
The savage bull bellowed in rage, its crimson eyes glaring. Towering like a mountain, it trampled countless peaks, flattening entire ranges as it charged again.
**Splat!**
Qi Daolin struck once more. A bloody chunk of beef tendon fell, which Shi Hao promptly collected.
“Hah, this old bull is slippery!” Qi Daolin sneered.
Having suffered two heavy blows, the Celestial Clan’s Guardian fled into the distance, hiding behind the leaders of various sects, refusing to rejoin the battle.
No one criticized him—he had already fought and was wounded.
The Celestial Clan’s Guardian’s expression darkened. He sensed that today’s battle would be brutal. Though their opponents numbered only two, they were far more dangerous.
Because those two would fight to the death, dragging others down with them if necessary.
The old bull, though nearing the end of his lifespan, had no desire to perish here. Fearing a mutual destruction, he had struck first, ensuring he could retreat under the pretense of injury before the battle escalated.
“With so many fellow Daoists here, what are two mere individuals? Let us act together!” the master of the Fire Cloud Cave declared.
The Fire Cloud Cave, Sword Valley, and the Demon Dragon Sect—all bore irreconcilable enmity toward the Sinful Blood lineage. They sought Shi Hao’s death, unwilling to retreat even in the face of two powerful reinforcements.
“Then let us kill them all, leaving none alive!” the second-in-command of the Immortal Palace uttered coldly, stepping onto the battlefield.
Beside him, the Temple’s elite, the Demon Lord of the Fallen God Ridge, and other supreme figures from various sects descended, their murderous intent flooding the heavens.
“Remnants of the Supreme lineage, prepare to die!” the Immortal Palace’s second-in-command roared, forming the Human Immortal Seal and striking forward.
A colossal Human Immortal phantom manifested, gazing down upon the world with terrifying pressure, as if ready to annihilate all existence.
“Dare to face me alone?” Qi Daolin challenged.
In the past, he had avoided the Immortal Palace’s strongest two. But today, he took the initiative, challenging this foe.
“Today is about killing you. Who has time for a duel? Perish swiftly!” the Fire Cloud Cave master shouted, joining the Immortal Palace’s attack.
“Qi Daolin, your disciple killed mine. Today, I shall kill you!” the Demon Lord of the Fallen God Ridge added coldly.
“Kill!” the Immortal Palace’s elite roared.
“Bullying us for our numbers? Come at me, all of you!” the Undying Being bellowed, his sleeves unfurling as heaven and earth trembled. He plunged into the enemy ranks, attacking multiple foes at once.
Before Qi Daolin, many were intercepted, leaving only the Immortal Palace’s second-in-command and the Fallen God Ridge’s Demon Lord to engage him.
**”Eight-Nine Heavenly Art!”** Qi Daolin’s voice shook the heavens.
This was his self-created technique—imperfect, flawed, yet capable of wielding multiple divine arts. Now, he unleashed it in full force against his enemies.
**Boom!**
Eight or nine divine abilities erupted simultaneously, dazzling like stars exploding in the cosmos, burning with eternal radiance as they slashed forward.
The Immortal Palace’s second-in-command paled. Even he, a powerhouse, felt a chill. Qi Daolin, though white-haired and bearded, was far younger than him—yet he had already begun creating such techniques.
The Supreme Hall’s lost techniques were gone, yet Qi Daolin had forged his own path, striking fear into others and sealing his fate as a target.
**Boom!**
Ghosts wailed, gods howled, the heavens split, and blood rained—a celestial omen of the battle’s devastation.
The Eight-Nine Heavenly Art was formidable, holding off two mighty foes. Qi Daolin fought desperately, shaking the Fallen God Ridge’s Demon Lord until he coughed blood.
“Kill!”
But the enemy numbers were overwhelming. The Fire Cloud Cave master finally broke through, joining the assault on Qi Daolin.
“You force me to slaughter without restraint!” On the other side, the Undying Being’s situation was even more dire. Golden light surged as he spread his massive wings, repelling all attackers.
**Boom!**
The sky split, the earth sank, the void collapsed, and chaos surged.
With his wings, the Undying Being blocked attacks from all directions. With a roar, he lunged forward, seizing the Demon Dragon Sect’s deputy leader.
**Squelch!**
The sound sent chills down spines, faces paling in horror.
A flood dragon was torn apart, crushed into bloody pulp—utterly annihilated.
Many could scarcely believe it. The Undying Being was ferocious, slaying a terrifying expert in a single exchange.
**”Hmph!”**
A cold snort echoed as a figure approached from afar, a divine sword in hand, standing proudly between heaven and earth as if ready to cleave the nine heavens apart. His aura was overwhelming.
“The Sword Valley’s master has arrived!” someone gasped.
This was a titan, a pinnacle swordsman, undefeated in the Dao of the Sword. He had come.
“Undying, we’ve fought before. Do you dare defy suppression again today?” the Sword Valley’s master taunted.
**Boom!**
The Undying Being roared, unleashing an invincible fist technique. His punch met the enemy’s sword with a metallic clang.
Simultaneously, the surrounding elites attacked, their divine arts blazing.
**Boom!**
The Undying Being was unstoppable, slaying another, blood staining the sky.
Yet he too suffered, his qi and blood churning, blood trickling from his lips. After all, he faced not one or two sect masters, but many.
“Ganging up on me, just like back then?” The Undying Being sneered, then let out a deafening roar, summoning reinforcements.
**Boom!**
The heavens split as an elder descended leisurely onto the battlefield.
“What? Is that his second body?” someone gasped.
All knew that the Immortal Palace’s dual-body cultivation method was incomplete—the true art belonged to the Undying Being.
His immortality stemmed from his second body’s near-absence, ensuring his indestructibility.
If his main body perished, his second body would evolve, growing stronger. Likewise, if his second body died, his main body would do the same—a cycle of tempering toward perfection.
The Undying Being’s method far surpassed the Immortal Palace’s flawed version.
“This is bad. Has he perfected this technique? Is he merging his bodies?”
“No, not yet. But he’s close. Kill him now—don’t give him the chance!”
Eyes burned with killing intent.
This was an opportunity. With both bodies present, eliminating them now would erase this terror forever.
“It’s you, elder!” Shi Hao exclaimed in shock.
The descending elder wore a kindly smile, nothing like the Undying Being. Yet Shi Hao recognized him instantly.
Long ago, to enter the Ancient Immortal Realm, Shi Hao had sought a “token” from a place called the Kun Gate.
There, only a drunken old man and a youth had sold him the token.
Now, he realized—this elder was that very drunkard.
And he was the Undying Being’s second body!
**”Heh… Pengzi, long time no see. Finally revealing your true form? Let me test you!”**
Nearby, a voice rang out—cold and sinister. The master of the Heavenly Nation had arrived, a blood-dripping divine sword in hand, standing atop an ancient war chariot.
**”Pengzi, let’s see what storms you can stir. How strong is your merged true form?”**
From afar, the Western Sect’s master approached as well.
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