Great Ruins in the darkness was both quiet and bustling. It was quiet for those who didn't have the ability to hide in the villages and ruins. If one had enough ability, the night in Great Ruins would be extraordinarily bustling.
Walking in the darkness of Great Ruins, one could see all kinds of bizarre sights and encounter countless unpredictable things. If one was fated, one could even enter marvelous worlds. Of course, it was still unknown if one could return alive.
Great Ruins was exceptionally charming that night. The snowstorm had just stopped, and in places with light, one could still see thick snowballs hanging on the branches and leaves, wrapping them in silver.
The sky suddenly became incomparably bright. Numerous lifeforms in Great Ruins raised their heads and looked at the sky. The dark sky suddenly had many more bright colors.
These colors weren't normal light, but the light formed by the explosion of magnificent divine arts. Balls of light lit up the darkness.
The darkness seemed to have substance. Even though it was forced back by the light, it would still surge forward every time it retreated, filling up the empty space.
The changes in the light became stranger and stranger. The lifeforms of Great Ruins saw the stars moving rapidly, competing and fighting with each other in the sky.
The movement of the stars in the sky was very strange. There were eighteen stars in front and two behind. The stars in front were moving while the two behind were chasing and harassing them.
Every time the eighteen stars paused and prepared to encircle them, the two stars would run west. The eighteen stars didn't give chase, but the two stars would catch up and harass them again. When the eighteen stars gave chase, the two stars would escape with all their might.
This happened again and again, and the eighteen stars were delayed, unable to truly unleash their speed.
Beside the bonfire in the ruins below, Elder of Discipline raised his head to look at this scene, and a trace of hope rose in his heart. Heavenly Devil Patriarch and Daoist Ling Jing's goal was to delay the gods of High Heavens and not clash with them head-on. If they did this, they might still have a chance to survive.
All of a sudden, the stars in the sky dimmed and disappeared from the sky.
Elder of Discipline's heart sank. The gods of High Heavens had hidden their traces to lure Heavenly Devil Patriarch and Daoist Ling Jing over. As long as they came, they would fall into the encirclement.
'Don't go … '
The Elder of Law became nervous as he grabbed his collar as if he was grabbing his heart. He stared at the two moving stars in the sky.
'Don't go near, don't go near! Run! "
The two stars moved as if they were hesitant. Suddenly, the two stars dimmed and no longer emitted any light.
The sky became dark again, and they all hid their traces.
The corners of the Guardian Elder's eyes twitched, and his heart pounded. Each beat was more intense than the last. He was extremely nervous.
Everyone was hiding their tracks, groping about in the darkness, searching. This was the most dangerous time. Heavenly Devil Patriarch and Daoist Ling Jing definitely weren't as patient as the other party. The other party could wait and leave, but Heavenly Devil Patriarch and Daoist Ling Jing definitely couldn't wait for too long. They had to confirm that the other party hadn't left yet!
Finally, a speck of starlight lit up. Only one star was emitting light.
In the next moment, the sky suddenly boiled, and all kinds of strange divine abilities suddenly erupted, drowning that star. Flying dragons, flying phoenixes, bell towers, cauldron towers, and all kinds of strange shapes were extremely dazzling.
The power of these divine abilities erupted, causing the dark sky to become brighter. The darkness in the surroundings was instantly dispelled, and eighteen majestic gods and devils could faintly be seen in the sky. Their faces were either holy or sinister, and their bodies were strong. When they were illuminated by the light of the divine abilities, rune markings of various colors appeared.
Daoist Ling Jing was the one being besieged, and Heavenly Devil Patriarch wasn't among them.
'Daoist Ling Jing is the bait! '
Elder of Discipline's heart trembled violently. Being the bait, Daoist Ling Jing was definitely going to die. No one could survive being besieged by eighteen gods and devils.
Daoist Ling Jing's goal was to sacrifice himself to lure out the eighteen gods of High Heavens!
They were lured out to give Heavenly Devil Patriarch a chance to launch a sneak attack on them!
Daoist Ling Jing's abilities were extremely strong, and he was also a tyrannical figure back then. He even dared to fight with Village Chief for the title of number one in the world, but he was defeated and lost a finger.
However, in terms of the ability to launch a sneak attack, he wasn't good enough.
Heavenly Devil Cult's teleportation cloak and teleportation flag were the best way to launch a sneak attack. If he lured the eighteen gods out, Heavenly Devil Patriarch would take the chance to launch a sneak attack, which could severely injure them!
"Eight Skills of Ling Jing!"
A majestic shout came from the sky, shaking everyone's hearts. "From now on, it shall never be heard again!"
Elder of Discipline raised his head and saw Daoist Ling Jing's final situation. His Eight Skills of Ling Jing weren't inferior to Village Chief's Sword Picture, but it was useless against the attacks of the eighteen gods.
He had only unleashed the ultimate art that he was most proud of, just like how a painter showcased his talent by splashing ink and painting to his heart's content. Just like how a scholar used all his skills to write an essay, he wanted to leave his mark and his shadow in this world.
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