As a sinister light enveloped the sky above Yanhuang City, the Mandala Array was fully activated.
In just a moment, Song Yanran felt an immense pressure coming down on her. Her own power was instantly suppressed by 60%, and her Immaculate Immortal Body and Ancestral Dragon Bloodline were completely suppressed.
In contrast, Xuan Hao Hongye remained calm and composed, displaying an air of superiority over all living beings. His cultivation level also began to surge as the formation was activated.
"Song Yanran, I have waited for this day for a full five hundred years."
From the moment I was born, I have borne the heavy responsibility for the future of the Xiongnu people.
And you are the mountain that I must overcome on my path to becoming a king!
It was a stepping stone for the Xiongnu people to regain their dignity; to kill you...
"My king and my Xiongnu people will no longer have to live in the shadow you created, barely surviving."
"Xuanhao Hongye, your life is truly a complete tragedy. Do you want to know the scene when your ancestor begged me to live before he died?"
"Shut up, you vixen! You are not allowed to insult my ancestors!"
Today, I, the king, will use your blood to avenge the shame of my ancestors.
"I, your sovereign, will conquer this rich land of the Central Region, stepping over your corpse!"
Xuan Hao Hongye channeled his true essence, and in an instant, the power of his Dao merged with the evil energy within the Mandala Array, forming an extremely strange force.
"Eight Desolate Evil Techniques - Azure Flames Scorch the Plains"
The ultimate palm strike, accompanied by a surge of malevolent flames, mercilessly slammed towards Song Yanran.
"I have received the mandate of Heaven from the First Emperor to protect the order of the Central Region. How dare you heretics covet it?"
Despite the danger, the Empress remained calm and, even with her power suppressed, she still mustered her strength to fight back, activating the spiritual root in her Qi Sea.
In an instant, the aura of the Ancestral Dragon Emperor surged, transforming into four roaring azure dragons.
"The Supreme Ruler of Heaven - Four Dragons Roar Together".
The clash of ultimate moves caused the Mandala Array to shake violently, and the dissipated Dao essence turned into specks of light that drifted into the void, each speck carrying a world-destroying power.
After one move, Song Yanran was forced back two steps, clearly her power was restricted, and she could not do anything to Xuan Hao Hongye.
However, before Song Yanran could catch her breath, Xuan Hao Hongye's killing move was closing in again.
"Eight Desolations Technique: The Beginning of Wilderness, Smoke and Fire."
"The Supreme Ruler of Heaven - Reigning Supreme Over All Under Heaven".
In the second counterattack, a crimson blush appeared on Song Yanran's lips.
Under the suppression of the Mandala Array, both divine sense and cultivation were severely interfered with, and the offensive could not achieve its full effect, gradually falling into a slump.
Shen Zhao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, frowned. He knew that if he didn't intervene soon, Song Yanran would definitely be doomed. So he immediately rolled up his sleeves and joined the battle without hesitation.
"Change of players, I'll handle this round."
"Hmm, be careful, this formation is very strange."
Song Yanran did not refuse and immediately retreated behind Shen Zhao.
Xuan Hao Hongye snorted coldly: "It's you again. I only have one question: where are the Darba people?"
"You've already been reborn in the Pure Land, aren't you envious?"
"Then use your and Song Yanran's lives to pay the price for Darba's death."
"What a joke! I'd think you were so great if I didn't know better. Have you forgotten how easily you retaliated by giving me one slap for every three you slapped?"
"A scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days' absence, let alone after more than a month."
"I believe I am fully aware of all your tactics. Further words are pointless; make your move."
Xuanhao Hongye made a gesture of invitation.
Shen Zhao participated from behind with one hand, which quietly transformed into a claw.
The two sides remained locked in a stalemate, neither making the first move.
At the same moment, Ji Bingyan followed Lin Feng to the temple where the Nine Netherworld Apostles were gathered, and began to use the Spirit God Technique to investigate the situation inside.
After a moment, Ji Bingyan withdrew her divine sense and said softly, "There are a total of 337 Netherworld Apostles in the temple, which is exactly the same as the intelligence we had gathered."
As soon as he finished speaking, a peerless figure appeared a hundred paces behind Ji Bingyan, radiating a vast spiritual power as he gazed at the temple where evil energy surged.
Jun Yutian, the number one person under Empress Mu Qiuyao of the Xuantian Immortal Dynasty in the Northern Region.
This time, I was ordered by Mu Qiuyao to come with Ji Bingyan to help Shen Zhao, as a way of repaying the favor I had done for helping her quell the rebellion in the Northern Region.
"The Nine Netherworld Evil Light is strange. If we forcibly break the formation, it may affect innocent people in the city. Fortunately, this Mandala Formation is not perfect and lacks the suppression of the most Yin Soul Consciousness."
It relies entirely on human intervention to force it open. Once the yang energy reaches its peak and the evil array's core is revealed, it can be broken in a single strike.
Jun Yutian, a quasi-emperor at the peak, was already proficient in the art of divination and escape, and he saw the flaws in the Mandala Formation at a glance.
He looked up at the sky.
"There are still two hours until noon. I hope Shen Zhao can hold on for those two hours."
As he spoke, the Emperor-grade spiritual sword behind him, Dawn, began to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy, waiting for Jun Yutian to unsheathe it and wield it.
On the other side...
Xuan Hao Hongye and Shen Zhao had been locked in a standoff for more than fifteen minutes.
The two were wary of each other, and neither dared to make a move rashly.
After a long silence, Xuan Hao Hongye broke it first: "Last time you withstood three of my blows without taking a single step back, why don't you dare to attack rashly now?"
Or perhaps my prediction was correct; you were already severely injured at the time, but were merely suppressing your injuries.
Shen Zhao: "Whether it is or not, you'll know once you try."
"Then I will not stand on ceremony."
With a sudden palm strike, Xuan Hao Hongye channeled seven-tenths of his energy, leaving three-tenths as a reserve, just to test Shen Zhao's strength and weakness.
A powerful palm strike landed on his face. Shen Zhao's expression darkened, and he gathered his strength to strike back with a palm.
Instantly, the Dao-infused waterfall cascaded down, its scorching heat creating a dazzling display of light that burst into brilliant fireworks in the void.
"Uh~"
After a moment of hesitation, Shen Zhao took two steps back and stood firmly on his feet.
"Your response this time was slightly different from last time, which proves that my prediction was correct. Therefore, you are destined to perish here today."
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