After being countered in two consecutive moves, Mo Shuo's arrogance vanished completely, replaced by a ferocious rage.
His hands moved swiftly, forming a complex and ancient hand seal, and his aura suddenly became as deep and dark as a prison.
Black spiritual energy surged and churned, as if it were about to devour all the light around it.
"For forcing me to use this move, Xiao Chen, you have every reason to be proud!" Mo Shuo's voice carried a hint of madness. "Gate of the Nine Netherworlds, open!"
"Buzz—!"
With his shout, the space in front of him suddenly collapsed and twisted inward, turning into a rotating dark vortex several meters in diameter.
In the center of the vortex, a pitch-black portal covered with strange runes slowly appeared, which was the Netherworld Gate connecting to the Nine Netherworlds!
The moment the gates swung open, the wailing of ten thousand ghosts pierced the void, their mournful cries sending chills down the spines of everyone present.
Their souls trembled. An extreme, chilling power swept out like a tidal wave, even causing thick frost to condense on the dragon pillar's protective barrier at the edge of the Dragon-Slaying Platform.
The spiritual energy in the air was frozen into tiny ice crystals. Even more terrifying was...
An incredibly powerful suction force emanated from the door, like an invisible giant hand.
They wanted to tear Xiao Chen's body and soul apart together and drag them into the endless Netherworld!
This is a suppression that is almost at the level of laws; the power of evil has reached its extreme!
Faced with such a terrifying move, Xiao Chen's expression turned solemn. He took a deep breath, his spiritual power circulated wildly, and the purple-gold lightning arcs around his body surged.
He merged all his beliefs, will, and the intent of the Thunder Path Spear into one, causing the void behind him to tremble violently.
A Thunder Emperor's Dharma Image, several times larger than before, slowly appeared. The Dharma Image was clad in thunder armor, wielding a thunder spear, and possessed a majestic and imposing appearance.
Surrounded by countless flowing lightning runes, he seemed like a true thunder god descending to earth, his power shaking the heavens and the earth!
"Mo Shuo! You are proud of your Netherworld evil spirits, so I will use the mighty heavenly thunder to wipe away your filthy creature!" Xiao Chen's voice and the thunderous roar of the Thunder Emperor's Dharma Image intertwined, like a thunderclap.
The next moment, Xiao Chen and Lei Difa simultaneously raised their spears towards the sky, shouting:
"Divine Firmament - Nine Tribulations True Thunder!"
This is the strongest killing move that Xiao Chen can currently control!
The thunderclouds in the sky were instantly stirred up, and nine divine bolts of different colors crashed down from the clouds.
The crimson incineration lightning carried raging flames, the silver-white exorcising lightning contained purifying power, and the dark purple annihilation lightning was imbued with the power to shatter space.
The azure-blue Soul-Slaying Lightning is specifically designed to counter the divine soul… Nine divine lightning bolts, each containing a different destructive intent, converge at the tip of the Thunder Emperor's spear.
Ultimately, they merged into a chaotic, ultimate lightning pillar containing the will of heaven and earth's punishment, and with a world-destroying power, it shot towards the Gate of the Nine Netherworlds!
Extreme light and extreme darkness collided fiercely in the center of the Dragon-Slaying Platform!
There was no earth-shattering noise, or rather, the sound was beyond the range of normal human hearing.
Only blinding white light and dense darkness remained, frantically intertwining, devouring, and annihilating each other, as an energy storm swept out like a tsunami.
The entire Dragon-Slaying Platform was shaking violently, and the rocks beneath our feet were shattering, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading out.
The surrounding cultivators who had been watching had already retreated to a safe distance, their faces filled with shock.
This level of collision has already exceeded the scope of the Nirvana Realm. Even a Taixu Realm expert would be moved by it!
In the struggle between darkness and light, wherever the chaotic lightning pillar passed, the evil power surging from the Gates of Hell was continuously purified.
Annihilation ensued. The black portal began to tremble violently, its runes flickering erratically, clearly unable to withstand the bombardment of lightning.
Mo Shuo's face was deathly pale. He gritted his teeth and frantically poured spiritual energy into maintaining the Nine Nether Gate, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He never imagined that Xiao Chen could unleash such a terrifying thunderous move, which even his Nine Nether Gates could barely withstand!
The residual force of the collision between the Chaos Lightning Pillar and the Gate of the Nine Netherworlds had not yet dissipated when, just as the lightning pillar was about to shatter the gate and severely injure Mo Shuo, a black figure suddenly appeared!
"stop!"
Mo Yan roared, unleashing his full spiritual power from the Void Realm, which condensed into a thick black light shield that stood firmly in front of the Gate of the Nine Netherworlds.
"boom--!"
The chaotic lightning pillar slammed into the light shield, the terrifying power of the lightning crashing down, causing the light shield to tremble violently and crack.
Mo Yan's face turned pale, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he still held on tightly, managing to neutralize most of the power of the lightning pillar.
Taking advantage of the brief moment, Mo Yan grabbed the severely injured and weak Mo Shuo, pulled him behind him, and stared coldly at Xiao Chen.
The terrifying power of that attack just now sent a jolt through his heart!
A mere disciple at the early stage of Nirvana Realm is able to unleash such a powerful attack. If he is allowed to grow stronger, he will surely become a major threat to the Mo Ze Sect!
Almost at the same moment Mo Yan made his move, Dongfang Shuo also flashed forward, blocking Xiao Chen's path, his body surging with azure spiritual energy.
He watched Mo Yan warily, fearing that Mo Yan might become enraged and kill Xiao Chen.
He had already noticed the escalation of the battle between him and Mo Yan when they were fighting earlier, so he stopped at the crucial moment and kept a close watch on Mo Yan's movements.
Mo Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with malice as he looked at Dongfang Shuo. He said in a deep voice, "Dongfang Shuo, is your Sifang Sect really unwilling to hand over Xiao Chen no matter what?"
"Enough with the nonsense!" Dongfang Shuo retorted firmly.
"Xiao Chen is a disciple of my Four Directions Sect, and my sect will naturally protect him!"
"If you want to harm him, you must first get past me! If it's a fight, my Four Directions Sect will fight to the bitter end!"
Mo Yan's expression grew increasingly grim. He secretly weighed the situation in his mind. Although the Four Directions Sect was not as powerful as the Mo Ze Sect, it had a thousand-year history and a profound foundation. It was by no means a pushover!
If war were to break out, even if Mo Zezong were to win, he would inevitably pay a heavy price, and might even be coveted by other forces, making it a losing proposition.
Especially for a disciple as gifted as Xiao Chen, the Four Directions Sect is clearly determined to protect him.
Thinking of this, Mo Yan's eyes almost overflowed with killing intent, but he suppressed it and said coldly, "Fine! I will report this matter to the Sect Master truthfully, and the Sect Master will make the decision!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yan glared at Xiao Chen fiercely, his eyes filled with undisguised killing intent and fear, as if to say, "You just wait."
Then, with a wave of his hand, he said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"
Mo Zezong's people dared not delay. They helped the seriously injured Mo Shuo and the other holy sons and quickly evacuated Xianke Mountain. Their black figures soon disappeared into the horizon.
Dongfang Shuo looked in the direction Mo Zezong had left, breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Xiao Chen, and smiled with satisfaction: "Well done! You didn't disgrace my Sifang Sect!"
Xiao Chen bowed slightly: "Thank you for your help, Peak Master Dongfang."
"You are a disciple of my Four Directions Sect, it is my duty to protect you."
Dongfang Shuo waved his hand, then said in a deep voice, "Although Mo Zezong has retreated this time, he will not let it go. There will definitely be further actions. When you go back, you must seize the time to cultivate and improve your strength."
"Disciple understands." Xiao Chen nodded in agreement.
After that, Dongfang Shuo said no more and led Xiao Chen, Ling Xue and the other disciples of the Sifang Sect back to the Sifang Sect.
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