"I really want to kill you right now! But if I capture you alive, your life will be completely over. You'll be reduced to something like livestock. Haha, even worse than domesticated animals!" Feng Xingtian laughed heartily, feeling immense pleasure. He seemed to see Cao Ya captured, sent to a foreign land, and subjected to soul-searching by numerous immortals and immortal kings, reduced to an idiot and a useless piece of trash.
*Sizzle!*
Amidst the loud laughter, Feng Xingtian let out a long roar that shook the heavens and the earth. Dark light emerged from his hand as he launched a direct attack, blasting forward.
Without a doubt, this strike contained indescribable power, rushing towards Cao Ya, shattering the void, dimming the sun and moon, and unleashing an overwhelming aura of immortality.
Cao Ya watched intently, sensing a deadly threat. Suddenly, he laughed, summoned Tianhuang, and, wielding a battle halberd, charged forward with the same ferocity, his divine power surging and his magical runes gleaming.
So what if you're immortal? Whether you're born a saint or achieved it through cultivation, you still have to fight and compete.
Anyway, it wasn't an immortal being who came in person, not even an incarnation of divine power, just a wisp of energy.
Tianhuang was once the weapon of a quasi-immortal king. Even though it was severely injured and its rank dropped, it still possessed extremely strong power.
He knew the Grand Elder had arrived, but he didn't simply wait for the Grand Elder to come to his rescue.
Even on his own, he could withstand the malice of the alien immortals.
He did not regard Feng Xingtian as a major enemy because he was too weak.
"Cao Ya actually... he actually managed to make a move even under the aura of an immortal?!" Princess Yaoyue, Wang Xi, Lü Tuo, and others couldn't help but widen their eyes in astonishment.
They had personally experienced the terrifying power of the immortals' aura, and knew it possessed an immense strength that was impossible to resist.
Taking just one step exhausted almost all their willpower; others couldn't even manage to take one step.
This shows how terrifying the immortals are, truly beyond imagination; they are indeed great figures in the realm of immortals.
However, under this intimidation, Cao Ya raised his halberd high and launched a fierce attack. His Dao power surged, his laws boiled, and various mysteries flowed, displaying a special power. He was actually fighting against Feng Xingtian, who possessed the aura of an immortal.
This was far beyond their expectations; they stared wide-eyed, speechless, utterly astonished.
Feng Xingtian's face was grim, then quickly hardened. He decided to cripple Cao Ya right there and now; he couldn't delay any longer, or he wouldn't be able to find peace of mind.
Just then, with a cracking sound, rays of light seeped out from the sky, very gentle, yet carrying supreme power.
"Elder!" the crowd exclaimed, recognizing the newcomer and their eyes filled with joy.
The Grand Elder, Meng Tianzheng, was virtually invincible throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, with only a very few supreme beings, such as Wang Changsheng, able to contend with him. They believed that the Grand Elder could contend with even a wisp of the power of an immortal, even though the Grand Elder was not yet a true immortal in the realm of immortals.
No other supreme being would have this kind of trust.
The Grand Elder's reputation is built up over millions of years through countless battles, a legacy of corpses and bones.
"Grand Elder? Ha, so what if it is you? The grandeur of an Immortal is beyond the reach of a Supreme Being." Feng Xingtian's pupils shrank first, then he sneered. His divine power surged, and an exquisite talisman appeared, enveloping him. Behind him, a majestic figure was faintly visible. Although not very tall, it seemed to stand tall and support the starry sky of the Boundless Heaven. It was far more majestic than the stars and the sun.
Rumble~~~~~~
The phantom of the immortals radiated divine power and majesty in these mountains and forests.
"Meng Tianzheng? Your strength is not bad." The figure of the immortal from another realm was blurry, shrouded in immortal aura, with chaotic mist surging.
"So it was you. I was wondering why the Wind Clan was behaving like that." A calm voice rang out.
The void was torn apart, and a kind-faced, white-haired, youthful-looking figure stepped out. It was none other than Meng Tianzheng, the Grand Elder of the Heavenly God Academy!
This was not an incarnation of divine power, but rather the Grand Elder returning to his original body within the academy.
He had anticipated that such a scene might occur as the news spread, so he rushed back from the dangerous place he was exploring to take charge of the Heavenly God Academy, precisely to deal with this anomaly.
He had also given Cao Ya a heads-up beforehand, though not in great detail, but he knew Cao Ya would understand.
And that is indeed the case.
The supreme beings, invincible throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and immortal immortal figures from other realms, confront each other within the Boundless Heaven Starry Sea Heavenly Academy.
Everyone around held their breath, staring intently, even Feng Xingtian.
In the face of the truly supreme and immortal beings, all other beings are far too weak and insignificant.
However, Cao Ya didn't care about anything else and wielded the Heavenly Desolation Blade, launching it directly at the enemy.
"kill!"
A fervent fighting spirit surged in Cao Ya's eyes. To attack an immortal, even if it's just a phantom, is not an opportunity that everyone has.
The appearance of the Grand Elder, who possessed the Heavenly Desolation Technique—which was fully restored yet contained its power without leaving a trace—gave him the confidence to make a move. Otherwise, Cao Ya would have run away long ago.
Tianhuang will not easily revive, otherwise it will not have the desired effect of tempering Cao Ya.
But if the immortals appear and we don't revive them, there will be no chance at all.
The difference between the two is like the difference between clouds and mud; even a trace of the immortal's aura is enough to crush ancient mountains and rivers and shake the heavens.
"Cao Ya... how dare he???" Everyone was shocked.
"Hmm? It's Tianhuang?!" The hazy immortal figure hadn't paid any attention to Cao Ya. He was just a god; wouldn't it be easy for him to capture him?
But suddenly he noticed something was wrong, and upon closer inspection, his expression changed.
Tianhuang was the personal weapon of Kunpeng, one of the Ten Ancient Fiends. During the great war at the end of the Immortal Ancient Era, Tianhuang was stained with the blood of immortals from other realms, making it a treasure with a fearsome reputation.
If it were just Meng Tianzheng, he believed he could handle him. The difference between the immortal path and the human path was vast, like the Milky Way separating them. Even a trace of his aura was enough to make him a supreme being.
But if Tianhuang is added to the equation, he has no confidence at all.
After all, this is not the true form, and it is far inferior even to a divine incarnation.
"Tianhuang, as expected, you are Cao Ya, the legendary successor of Kunpeng." The Grand Elder revealed an expression of surprise.
Clearly, he had heard about the information regarding the eight lower realms and the three thousand upper realms.
After all, they share the same name and are both so unique; to call it a coincidence would be far-fetched.
As a super-powerful force across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Heavenly God Academy possesses extremely well-connected intelligence channels.
"It seems I am destined to fail this time," the immortal murmured, his voice revealing little disappointment.
However, Feng Xingtian, standing to the side, changed his expression drastically and hurriedly shouted:
"My lord, save me!"
The immortal glanced at Feng Xingtian, sneered, and ignored him.
He'd be all smiles when they were useful, but since failure was inevitable, he wouldn't bother with such trash.
Those who betray their homeland, even if they surrender to a foreign land, are actually looked down upon and despised by the people of that land.
"My lord!" Feng Xingtian cried out, his face showing a mixture of shock, anger, and despair.
The immortal ignored him, focusing instead on Meng Tianzheng, then glancing at Cao Ya, who was charging towards him wielding the Heavenly Desolation Sword, and said indifferently:
"The peaceful days of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are coming to an end. The kings of our realm will emerge together, shatter the Heavenly Abyss, and slaughter the Imperial Pass."
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