Within the cult of evil gods,
"It's terrible, Immortal Venerable Miaolian! The people from the Nine Sects have attacked!"
Liu Miaolian's first reaction was disbelief, but seeing the terror on her subordinates' faces, she had no choice but to believe it.
"What's going on... Weren't they supposed to still be gathering? How could it be so fast?"
"We just got the latest news: they didn't notify any other sects at all. It was all people from the Nine Sects who came, led by Immortal Venerable Ning Shuang. They're almost outside the Holy Sun Sect!"
After the person reporting finished speaking, Liu Miaolian no longer needed anyone to report to her.
Outside the Holy Sun Sect, deafening battle cries could already be heard!
"They've gone mad...they've all gone mad! In the cultivation world, which major battle doesn't start with intelligence gathering and probing each other? Without months or even years of preparation, it's impossible for a battle to even begin. Are these guys all out of their minds?"
Beside Liu Miaolian, another Loose Immortal at the fifth level murmured,
"Aren't they afraid of being polluted by the divine energy?"
Inside the main hall, there were more than ten Immortal Venerable experts, most of whom were at least at the third level of Immortal Venerable.
The player with the most complex expression on the field was undoubtedly Zhang Tiancheng.
Those who sought refuge with them received a vague promise: when their lifespan ended, they could be reincarnated and start anew.
Even the divine seed was not granted...
But before long, the Nine Sects launched a counterattack.
"Hmph! Don't worry, everyone. I've already ordered the deployment of exotic beasts to help us. This time, as long as we defend ourselves, the Nine Sects will be ours for the taking!"
After Liu Miaolian finished speaking, she began assigning tasks.
They were all powerful Immortal Venerables; they could communicate and discuss matters through divine thought, and arrangements were made in the blink of an eye.
But not long after everyone left,
Then we heard a loud bang outside!
"boom!"
The sect's grand formation, imbued with black mist, was destroyed.
"Let the immortal soar through heaven and earth, a single sword's light chills nineteen provinces... Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The one in the lead was none other than the seventh level of Immortal Venerable, Commander of Wind and Snow!
Behind her were tens of thousands of Ice God Sect cultivators, forming the Ice God Battle Formation, relentlessly following Ling Fengxue.
Its momentum was overwhelming, its power shook the heavens!
"How is this possible! The divine mist covers thousands of miles, how could they possibly have reached this point?"
"Stop them!"
At Liu Miaolian's command, Liang Wendao of the Hidden Sword Sect and Liu Tiejun of the Ghost Nether Sect stepped forward expressionlessly.
Under Liu Miaolian's intense gaze, Zhang Tiancheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to besiege Ling Fengxue.
The evil god's black mist is something that only those at the Immortal Venerable level can barely withstand; even those at the Mahayana or Integration levels simply cannot resist it.
But at this moment, the Ice God Battle Formation had actually broken into the original Sacred Sun Sect's interior.
Although the battle formation had begun to show signs of collapse, the eyes of the Nascent Soul cultivators were still filled with killing intent and fighting spirit.
However, the evil energy spread and manipulated by heretical cultivators using their magic is much harder to defend against than that dispersed by a grand formation.
When evil influences enter the body, distracting thoughts arise.
Not only will it affect the flow of magic power, but over time it may also transform into a puppet of an evil god. At that time, the offense and defense will be reversed, and the opponent will win without a fight!
If there is no outside help for a long time, I'm afraid even the snowstorm will be stuck here!
"The Netherworld Path, a dense forest of ghosts, leads to the true immortals of the underworld... Ghost Sect! Follow me and slaughter them!"
The second force to break into the battle formation was none other than Jia Ren from the Ghost Nether Sect. With their arrival, the pressure on the Ice God Sect decreased dramatically.
With a single stroke of his sword, Ling Fengxue forced back several people in front of him.
At this moment, her body was completely enveloped in the liquid formed from the black mist, but having absorbed nearly two hundred spirit leaves, she suffered no mental harm except for a slight obstruction to her magical power.
"die!"
With a swing of the longsword, the second-level Immortal Venerable before him was instantly shattered by the ice.
"A celestial being descending from the heavens!"
This move, itself a transcendent skill of the Ice God Sect, with the enhancement of the Law of Speed, creates countless afterimages of wind and snow across the sky.
Even with the black energy bolstering them, Zhang Tiancheng and his fellow Fifth Tribulation Loose Immortals could only retreat and avoid their sharp edge.
However, after using this move, black liquid began to smear all over Feng Xue's face...
The evil god cult has never lacked middle-level forces; in fact, it has far more Nascent Soul cultivators than the people from the nine sects who came.
With the support of the dark energy, even in a one-on-one fight, the Nine Sects would not gain any advantage.
However, these people came from various sects and couldn't form a battle formation like the Nine Sects...
But upon arriving here, the black mist was so thick it was almost like drops of ink, making it impossible to fight even with battle formations.
With a swift, ethereal movement, the wind and snow swept across the entire battlefield, instantly revealing the massive crater of millions... and the plaza where countless figures lay prostrate.
And, statues!
"Quick! Protect the statue!"
Before Liu Miaolian could step forward, the followers of the evil god swarmed in, forming a human wall in front of the statue.
"die!"
Ling Fengxue charged ahead, wielding his divine sword, and countless followers of the evil god were stained with blood on their white robes.
"Sizzle..."
The blood of these fanatical believers was even darker than the black energy controlled by the Immortal Venerable, instantly burning small marks on Feng Xue's face and body.
But her eyes were resolute, and her determination to rush towards the statue remained unwavering!
"Whoosh!"
A horizontal slash with the longsword!
"Clang!"
A metallic clang emanated from the statue.
Ling Fengxue looked surprised, but in an instant she had already rushed forward, and with a flick of her sleeve, she was about to take the statue away.
But... the situation once again took her by surprise.
This stone statue-like thing couldn't be taken into the void!
"Haha... Ling Fengxue, you dare to blaspheme the statue? You're at your last gasp now, aren't you? Let's see how you escape this time!"
Liu Miaolian, along with Liu Yunyan, Zhang Tiancheng, and Liu Tiejun and Liang Wendao, whom she controlled, surrounded Ling Fengxue.
In their previous one-on-one fight, he was only slightly weaker.
Although Ling Fengxue has now advanced to the seventh level of Loose Immortal, he is severely depleted and has been tainted by evil energy, so his combat strength is probably not as good as last time.
But there were five of them!
"Liu Miaolian... Liu Yunyan, you have truly disgraced your ancestor Liu Dayuan!"
The ancestor of the Creation Sect, Liu Dayuan, once bravely faced death alongside Wugensheng, Ziyun, and Xu Daoxuan, all to secure a glimmer of hope for future generations.
But his descendants directly sided with the evil god...
Mentioning Liu Dayuan, their expressions immediately turned extremely ugly.
If it weren't for the approaching end of one's lifespan, who would willingly be controlled by others?
Ling Fengxue, with his extraordinary talent and youthful vigor, spoke these words without a second thought, as if he were unaware of the hardships she was facing.
"Hmph, when you're about to die, you'll know that if a person doesn't look out for themselves, they'll be doomed!"
"kill!"
They had nothing in common; only life and death could prove it.
These were all figures who had served as supreme immortals of their respective sects, leaving Feng Xue struggling to cope and barely holding on.
Fortunately, none of them were able to put the statue away, which made Ling Fengxue feel a little relieved.
On the battlefield below the level of Immortal Venerables, it seems the blood of believers has been found to possess a stronger corrosive power. The Evil God Cult is throwing out lower-level believers one by one...
The balance of power shifted instantly.
Even within the Nine Sects, some were beginning to show signs of confusion... and the battle formations were crumbling.
Just then...
Countless sword lights pierced through layers of black mist and charged in.
"The Great Evolution of the talismans covers the heavens and earth, the sword light traverses the nine provinces, the Great Evolution Sword Sect, kill!"
"The ocean embraces all rivers, the heavens and earth draw in; all transformations return to one, chaos is opened; disciples of the Myriad Transformations Demonic Sect, kill!"
"A smile hangs across the river, sword and books in hand; a hidden dragon lies deep within the nine heavens. Disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, avenge our ancestor today! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
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