“Retreat! Fall back quickly!”
“This is madness! The Grand Elder was blown to pieces by a single punch, and even his immortal soul was devoured by that ghostly thing!”
On the main square, the once orderly crowd of one hundred thousand cultivators had completely erupted into chaos.
Desks were overturned, and jade platters shattered. Those powerful figures of the various great immortal sects, who usually held themselves high above others, completely abandoned their immortal poise. They scrambled and crawled, frantically rushing toward the gap in the barrier that Su Yueli had torn open with her bare hands.
Zhao Chengfeng, a peak Tenth Realm late stage expert wielding his vital divine weapon, had failed to withstand even a single punch from his opponent.
This was no duel; this was a one-sided massacre.
Amidst the chaotic clamor, the atmosphere atop the high platform was dead silent.
The Young Sect Master, Lu Feiyu, slumped weakly against the armrest of his pure gold throne, his face as deathly pale as paper.
He had completely lost even the strength to stand.
“You worthless wretch! Look at the disaster you've brought upon us!”
A suppressed, furious cold snort echoed.
The current Sect Master of the Cangyun Sect, a middle-aged cultivator of the Eleventh Realm mid stage sitting on the main seat, stood up abruptly. His hands, hidden within his sleeves, trembled slightly beyond his control.
He had never expected that a mere mortal Lu Feiyu had casually killed back then would bring such a terrifying Myriad Tribulations Realm Ji Dao fiend upon their sect.
“Feiyu, stay back. Do not let your Dao Heart be shaken.”
Right at this moment, from the tall, pure gold throne radiating a faint immortal light, the retired former Sect Master, Lu Cangtian, who had been sitting quietly all this time, also slowly rose to his feet.
He was precisely the peak Eleventh Realm expert whose illustrious name shook the Great Li cultivation world.
At this moment, the indifference in the eyes of this thousand-year-old monster completely transformed into gravity.
Staring at Su Yueli's approaching black-robed figure, he spoke in a deep voice:
“This person's physical body has already reached the Myriad Tribulations Realm. If we fight her individually, our Cangyun Sect's legacy might very well end today.”
“Sect Master, let us strike together!”
Having lived for over a thousand years, both of them deeply understood that survival was the sole truth of the cultivation world.
Facing a terrifying martial artist who had just obliterated a peak Eleventh Realm expert with a single punch, they had no intention of maintaining any senior poise. The moment they stood up, the surging spiritual power within their bodies erupted completely.
Boom!
Above Mount Cangyun, the void shattered instantly.
The current Sect Master, an Eleventh Realm mid stage expert, was the first to strike.
His hands formed hand seals frantically, and the immortal laws within his body transformed into a sky full of blue runes. He roared:
“Daluo Void Lock, Restrain!”
Buzz!
The void within a hundred yards of Su Yueli suddenly solidified.
Countless black chains condensed from spatial cracks snaked out from the void, like a massive spiderweb locking down every path of Su Yueli's movement.
This was no ordinary physical restraint; it was the literal tearing and sealing of the entire space she occupied away from this world.
Immediately after, a ruthless glint flashed in the current Sect Master's eyes as he slammed his hands together:
“Void Strangulation!”
The spatial chains instantly began to crisscross and slice frantically, attempting to shred the black-robed figure at the center along with the space itself into countless pieces.
Meanwhile, the retired former Sect Master, Lu Cangtian, also made his move.
With a cold expression, he spat out a simple, ancient seal only the size of a palm, entirely dark yellow in color.
The legacy treasure of the Cangyun Sect, an Eleventh Grade peak treasure—the Mountain River Immortal-Suppressing Seal!
“Fall!”
Lu Cangtian pointed his fingers toward the sky.
The moment the dark yellow seal flew out, it expanded rapidly with the wind. In less than a single breath, it transformed into a towering divine mountain several thousand feet wide above the main square.
At the bottom of the seal, countless ancient patterns of mountains and rivers swirled frantically, emitting an incredibly dense law of dark yellow gravity.
Even before the seal descended, the one hundred and eight spiritual peaks surrounding the main square began to let out groans of being overburdened under the crushing weight of the gravity law. Countless boulders rumbled down.
“Locking down space while crushing the physical body!”
“These two ancestors are leaving absolutely no way out for that masked person!”
The cultivators who had retreated to the edge of the mountain witnessed this scene, and every single one of them was utterly horrified.
A spatial death lock from an Eleventh Realm mid stage expert, combined with a sect-protecting treasure wielded by a peak Eleventh Realm expert—such a joint attack practically represented the absolute limit of destruction in the Great Li cultivation world.
Yet, in the face of the dark yellow seal crushing down from above and the spatial cracks slicing wildly around her,
beneath her mask, a trace of deeply contemptuous coldness flashed in Su Yueli's clear eyes.
“A decent combination.”
“But unfortunately, it is still just a flashy show.”
With a slight nudge of Su Yueli's thoughts,
Boom!
Deep within her sea of blood qi, the absolute Void Bodyguard that had been hidden in her shadow suddenly manifested at this moment.
A human-sized figure, entirely clad in pure black-gold jade armor, stepped out from the surging tide of blood qi behind Su Yueli.
It did not emit even a shred of spiritual energy, nor did it possess any aura of life. Yet the moment it appeared, the violent spatial ripples in the surrounding void were instantly devoured and assimilated upon coming into contact with its black-gold armor.
“What... what kind of treasure is that? A physical puppet?”
“No! There are no immortal array formations on it. That aura... is it an immortal soul? No, that's not right either!”
The several Ninth and Tenth Realm old monsters who had retreated to the distance stared at the black armor, their eyes filled with utter bewilderment.
“Could this... could this be the legendary... Martial Soul?!”
Suddenly, a well-traveled Tenth Realm cultivator seemed to recall something extremely terrifying, his voice trembling violently:
“According to ancient records, when ancient Ji Dao martial artists step into profound realms, they can condense their essence, qi, and spirit into a physical Martial Soul! But the martial path was completely severed tens of thousands of years ago. How could anyone in this world possibly condense such a solid Martial Soul?!”
“And this Martial Soul is so bizarre!”
Under the gaze of countless cultivators whose Dao Hearts were shattering,
the human-sized Void Bodyguard took a step forward into the air. With a flash of its figure, it appeared directly beneath the massive, several-thousand-foot-wide dark yellow seal.
It was expressionless, its eyes nothing more than two deep black holes. Facing the Mountain River Immortal-Suppressing Seal, which carried the crushing weight of gravity laws capable of smashing the physical body of an Eleventh Realm grand cultivator into mincemeat, it simply raised its fists in a straightforward manner.
Boom—!
A deafening boom exploded deep within the void.
The massive, three-thousand-foot-wide dark yellow mountain instantly froze its colossal descent the moment it made contact with the pair of black-gold iron fists.
Rumble...
No matter how frantically the dark yellow laws above raged, and no matter how the weight of a hundred thousand mountains contained within the seal poured down, the human-sized Martial Soul bodyguard stood steadily in mid-air.
Using its bare hands, it forcefully held up the divine mountain.
Not only that,
but the dark-gold rule patterns on the surface of the Martial Soul's armor suddenly began to flow like ripples of water...
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