An Cheng saw that Chi Dian had taken out an offensive weapon without saying a word.
He laughed loudly, his dark aura surging, and he forcefully broke free from Xingci's giant net of stars. After escaping, his severed wrist automatically returned to the location of his broken arm.
Like Lu Feng, he clasped his hands together, and a phantom appeared from behind him.
This chaotic ghostly figure was larger in size and exerted a stronger sense of oppression than the one summoned by Lu Feng.
Xingci also adjusted his form, and the giant star net quickly condensed, finally transforming into an old man wearing a purple-black robe, with a small star sword floating in his palm.
An Cheng grinned as he looked at the two old acquaintances.
Nearly ten thousand years ago, the ancestors of their eight great temples fought each other to seize the resources of a secret realm. In the end, however, they all came up empty-handed because the secret realm suddenly disappeared into thin air.
However, these ancestors became enemies because of this, and later fell into a deep sleep. They seemed to have let go of their grudges, but in reality, they remained in their hearts.
This time, the saying "enemies meeting are bound to be extremely hostile" comes to mind.
Without saying much, An Cheng directly activated his phantom and attacked Chi Dian and Xing Ci. Judging from his posture, he was actually going to fight both of them.
It should be noted that these ancestors are basically all at the mid-stage of the Immortal King realm, none of them are stronger than the others. The more people there are, the greater the chance of victory. This is the reason why the Dark Temple ancestors did this.
To the people on the grasslands, this was undoubtedly an unwise move.
After Ye Chen landed on the grassland, he was examined by Shen Wuyan and the others. It was found that Ye Chen still had a lot of dark energy left in his body.
The major palace masters, together with some supreme elders, channeled their immortal power in a controlled manner, hoping that this power could stop the rapid spread of the dark aura and prevent it from harming Ye Chen's life.
There is no rest on the grasslands, and the battle is even more intense in the void.
The phantom image, the Star Sword, and the Crimson Flame Lotus attacks were repeated, just like when Lu Feng fought against the Star Sword and Gu Teng.
Not only are the temple forces they represent identical, but their immortal techniques are also exactly the same, only their cultivation levels are higher.
With a bang.
A loud explosion rang out, and the three people in the void retreated rapidly. Chi Dian and Xing Ci only retreated a few dozen meters.
An Cheng retreated several hundred meters. Just now, he fought with all his might against the ancestors of the Starry Sky Temple and the Crimson Flame Temple, without holding back.
The more this happens, the closer the gap between them becomes. Thinking of this, An Cheng took a deep breath and grinned maliciously at his two enemies.
He took out some banned drugs from his pocket and swallowed them in one gulp. At the same time, many lines began to appear on his face, making him look extremely terrifying.
Upon seeing this, Akade frowned, but after a moment, he suddenly understood.
"This guy learned the Bloodline Fusion Technique from the people of the Fusion Temple. Those patterns are the blood essence of people with extraordinary bloodlines!"
"The banned drugs were also personally concocted by that old bastard An Cheng!"
Xingci, who was standing to the side, frowned when he heard Akademi's introductory words.
I never imagined that An Cheng had done so much behind the scenes.
"Hahaha, it's too late to find out now." An Cheng laughed heartily.
With a snap.
After releasing his hands, he clasped them together again. This time, his aura had reached the late stage of the Immortal King realm, and he was even close to the peak.
The shadowy figure behind him became increasingly realistic, almost half real and half shadowy. If viewed from the front, one would truly believe that there was a giant human figure behind him.
The phantom at this moment did not appear out of thin air with three heads and six arms like the one Lu Feng had summoned before. Instead, it was pitch black and covered with patterns, and its aura was even stronger.
Chi Dian and Xing Ci exchanged a glance. They couldn't delay any longer; if the Heavenly Dao realized what was happening, they would have no chance.
"Star Sword!"
"Crimson Flame Lotus".
After the two immortal techniques, the ancestors of the Starry Sky Temple and the Crimson Flame Temple launched another attack.
An Cheng chuckled sneered, "Good timing!"
He channeled his immortal power, propelling the illusory figure behind him forward as well.
Bang bang bang.
A series of deep voices echoed in the void, and many people in the crowd below whispered among themselves.
"Is this what a battle between Celestial Kings looks like?"
"Alas, reaching the Golden Immortal realm is already my limit in this lifetime. Today, I am fortunate to witness the battle between Immortal Kings, and I am extremely satisfied."
"What if we lose?" These were the questions posed by members of the three great temples.
"What nonsense are you talking about? We have two great patriarchs on our side, while the other side only has one. Don't exaggerate."
"But?" the person wanted to say something more.
"That's enough, you're just a disciple, you should just keep an eye on things!"
The discussion in this circle ended in an unpleasant atmosphere, but that doesn't mean it was the same elsewhere. People from the three major temples discussed things happily and enthusiastically.
On the other side of the Dark Temple, Lu Feng remained silent with a somber expression. He watched the battle in the void with his eyes narrowed, seemingly lost in thought.
An elder from the Dark Temple beside him slowly asked, "Temple Master, will our Ancestor be able to win this time?"
"Definitely," Lu Feng replied without hesitation.
"The strength of our ancestor is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, and even those Immortal Kings are unaware of it. Do you still have any Pain-Suppressing Pills? Give me some."
Another sharp pain shot through Lu Feng's body, and he casually stuffed the pain-relieving pill that the elder had taken out into his mouth.
The side effects in his body were becoming increasingly severe. If it weren't for the effects of the elixir of pain relief, he would probably have been rolling on the ground long ago. Why wait until this point?
Bang.
Just then, another loud sound rang out from the void. When the people on the grassland looked over, they were horrified to see the people from the three great temples!
The Crimson Ancestor and the Star Compassion Ancestor were actually injured!
Meanwhile, Ancestor An was full of vigor and had reached the peak of the Immortal King realm. His sleeves billowed, exuding an aura of supreme authority.
Seeing the pale faces of Chi Dian and Xing Ci, An Cheng chuckled. He didn't chase after the two, but instead ran towards the grassland below. His purpose was clear.
Ye Chen.
Only Ye Chen's bloodline power could attract his attention. As long as he could take the latter's bloodline power for himself, he wouldn't have to fear the punishment of the Heavenly Dao. He could simply obediently promise not to make a move again.
When Chi Dian and Xing Ci saw this, they immediately went down to stop him, but their injured bodies made it impossible for them to be faster than An Cheng.
"Haha, you can't escape the power of your bloodline."
An Cheng was only a few dozen meters away from Ye Chen. Just as he was about to grab Ye Chen's crown, a golden shield appeared in front of him.
Seeing another obstacle appear, the patriarch of the Dark Temple became enraged, summoning his phantom and slamming down with a hammer.
A crisp "ding" sounded.
The shield trembled slightly and cracks began to appear, but it still did not break. An Cheng was stunned for a moment, as he was now at the peak of the Immortal King level.
This tattered shield withstood my heavy punch without breaking?
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