For a moment, the entire world turned black and white.
It was not a real change of color but tens of thousands of flashing rays of light piercing through the sky and descending from it. They pierced through the entire world like countless enormous iron needles!
The electric arcs, the flames of spiritual energy, the clouds of fire, and the glittering runes that Elder Scorching Sun triggered were already dazzling enough. But compared to the tens of thousands of Flash Lines, they were all eclipsed, as if all their brilliance had been sucked away, making them lackluster!
Including Fang Chengzhi, the eyes of all the Cultivators of the Ancient Sages Sector were swallowed by the ocean of light made of tens of thousands of rays of light.
They only saw that the rays of light pierced thousands of holes through the fiery fiend easily before they dived into the Scorching Blood Transformation Array without any hindrance. The hundreds of primeval runes that constituted the array were as fragile as thin ice and collapsed into pieces the moment they touched the rays of light!
The moment they saw that, their eyes turned white, and they could not see anything anymore.
As it turned out, the brightness of the rays of light far exceeded the tolerance of their retina, blinding the hundred thousand Cultivators of the Ancient Sages Sector for a moment.
Before Fang Chengzhi realized what was going on, he had already been dragged over by his father. Having no time to bother about their noble identities, the two of them simply fell on one of their knees, making them much shorter than other people.
"People of the Green Nimbus Sect, be careful!"
Leader Fang roared and activated all the flying swords inside his sword case. His spiritual shield was boosted to the maximum.
Fang Chengzhi, on the other hand, was so scared that his face turned pale. He could not perform any of the 'Willow Leaf Sword Arts' or the 'Green Lotus Sword Arts' anymore. He could only cover his head and shudder.
However, vomiting blood was not bad at all. Fang Chengzhi could only hear screams and cries everywhere. The sound of bones breaking and magical equipment breaking could be heard everywhere, too. The smell of burnt flesh was vaguely coming over, too. The heat was crawling into his nose, making him feel nauseous.
"Ding!"
Something landed lightly in front of him.
Fang Chengzhi poured his spiritual energy into his eyes and rubbed them hard. Finally, he regained some of his blurred vision. He absorbed the object into his palm and observed it closely, only to discover that it was the tip of a sword that had been twisted. Judging from the shape of the blade and the remaining runes, it was exactly Green Lotus Cloud Piercing Sword, which his father had been refining for more than ten years.
"This …"
The sword of the Sect Leader of the Green Cloud Sword Sect had been reduced to such a state in the blink of an eye?
Fang Chengzhi was dumbfounded. He was so distracted that he did not even dare to raise his head to look at the sky. He did not even dare to imagine how miserable the situation in the sky was.
"Pata!"
Something else fell right next to him, splashing some sticky, hot liquid on his face. Fang Chengzhi touched it casually, only to discover that it was … half of a burnt arm.
"Wow!"
Fang Chengzhi couldn't hold it anymore. He held his stomach and vomited.
The terrifying world of black and white came and went as quickly as it came. Fang Chengzhi and the rest of them felt that a year had passed, but in fact, all the destructive rays of light were gone in only two to three seconds.
However, it was not until more than half a minute later that their vision was gradually restored. They were able to see clearly that they were in a completely different world.
Fang Chengzhi's first thought was that an overwhelming earthquake had taken place just now, and everybody's face was covered in dust and their souls were blown apart.
They were all Daoists who looked like deities, True Cultivators, brawny heroes, and fully-armored warriors. But right now, they were all disheveled, their armor broken, and their spiritual energy lackluster. The few pieces of magical equipment that they had left were all crawling into their owners' arms like frightened hens.
Many of them were still stained with blood on their faces and bodies. There was no telling whether it was theirs or somebody else's. They looked no different from the walking dead, too. Their faces were all numb and frozen at the moment of shock. They could not even utter a single word.
In the midair that had been marked as a 'no-fly zone' …
When Fang Chengzhi finally summoned his courage and struggled to raise his eyes inch by inch, he was still shocked by the miserable situation in the sky.
Leaving aside the image of the fiery fiend that was riddled with holes and looked like a hornet's nest, and leaving the runes that were falling apart and vanishing in the wind, the Cultivators of the Red Sun Sect who established the 'Blazing Blood Transformation Array' and the hundreds of Cultivators of other sects who were showing off in the sky without showing any respect for the Xing Yao Federation.
Some of them were riddled with holes and bleeding like the fiery fiend, with almost eighty holes on their heads. Some of them had holes the size of basins on their abdomens, and all their internal organs were gone. The more miserable ones had only clusters of mangled flesh left, which were still shivering in midair under the attraction of a weird force. Some of them had even been obliterated completely. The only traces that could prove their existence were a few melted pieces of flying swords or armor that were still smoking in midair!
To this moment, the Cultivators of the Ancient Sages Sector who had died an unnatural death were still wearing the mockery and mockery that they had in the beginning, but there was not the slightest soul in their incomplete body parts that could change their opinion about the Xing Yao Federation.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Crack! Almost a thousand dead bodies fell down one after another. A storm of blood seemed to have hit the heroes of the valley overwhelmingly.
Five flying boats were completely destroyed, too. Their debris smashed around the gate of the Red Sun Sect, raising dust hundreds of meters high and spreading to all directions.
"…"
Everyone was mesmerized by this nightmarish scene.
However, in the sky of the 'no-fly zone', some things were still rising slowly.
Fang Chengzhi observed more carefully, only to discover that they were the hundred young assassins of the six major sects who had just assassinated Elder Scorching Sun, as well as' Heaven Sweeping King 'Zhao Changlie, whom he had captured alive and humiliated in public earlier!
Since he was the leader of the Four Princes of the Running River State, he was certainly not a simpleton with more brawn than brains. Fang Chengzhi was best known for his quick mind in the Green Cloud Sword Sect, too. Thinking quickly, a thought suddenly occurred to him.
The voice in the clouds, the mysterious Cultivator who claimed to be 'Li Yao', was perhaps not as frivolous and innocent as he sounded.
He had intentionally messed around with Elder Scorching Sun in order to lower Elder Scorching Sun's wariness and infuriate him. Eventually, Elder Scorching Sun would focus all his attention on him and loosen his control over the 'hostages'.
What 'no-fly zone'? Killing people was not the most important thing. Rescuing the hostages was the most important thing!
As it turned out, Elder Scorching Sun was even more capable of thinking of what Fang Chengzhi had thought of. While such thoughts popped up in his head, a deafening roar was already echoing from the altar in front of him. Elder Scorching Sun rose from the ground and lunged at the hostages, supported by almost ten streams of magma!
With his Cultivation half a step away from the Divinity Transformation Stage, it was more than easy for him to kill the hostages who were suppressed by barriers and were even less than ordinary people.
But the moment he soared to the sky, all the hostages seemed to have been pulled by invisible ropes, and their speed of ascension was significantly higher than before.
At the same time, dozens of consecutive thunderbolts echoed in the sky, and dozens of enormous flying swords with dazzling exhaust flames appeared mysteriously and stabbed at Elder Scorching Sun from various angles. Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! The moment the weird flying swords touched Elder Scorching Sun's flames of spiritual energy, they exploded abruptly and turned into brilliant suns. Despite Elder Scorching Sun's invincible Cultivation half a step away from the Divinity Transformation Stage, he was still smashed to the gate of his own sect from the sky by the dozens of suns, smashing the enormous gate into a mess. Even the pavilions nearby were damaged.
Together with the damage caused by the five flying boats earlier, half of the 'Red Sun Sect' was gone.
"Fellow Cultivator Scorching Sun, you must be regretting that you did not listen to my advice and surrender obediently just now. But regret is useless now."
To this moment, nobody had seen the real face of the mysterious enemy. They could only hear the casual voice from the clouds. "Right now, there is only one way to save your life, which is to hand over the 'Cloud Qin Gold Statue' that you have in your possession intact. In that case, I will only destroy your Cultivation, and you will be imprisoned for no more than a hundred years. What do you think?"
"Ah! Ah! Ah! "
How could Elder Scorching Sun, the best expert of the Ancient Sages Sector, who had broken out of seclusion after a hundred years of hard training below the ground and who had the enormous heritage of the 'Saint Fire Dynasty' and the magnificent Cloud Qin Gold Statue under his control, endure such humiliation in front of more than a hundred thousand Cultivators and his disciples?
In a series of crazy roars, more than ten dragons of magma dashed out of his body again. As the dragons interweaved, they turned out to be a crimson Colossus more than thirty meters tall that seemed to be made of magma!
Although the Colossus only had a right arm left, and there were cracks and mottled damages all over its body, it was still unleashing an aura that felt like a boundless ocean of fire under the detonation of Elder Scorching Sun's soul, enshrouding the entire valley in redness.
"This — this is the legendary Cloud Qin Gold Statue!"
"Then — however awesome the mysterious Cultivator who calls himself 'Master Spiritual Vulture' is, he can't be as awesome as the Cloud Qin Gold Statue, can he?"
"This is an ultimate treasure of the primeval era that can conquer the world!"
Many Cultivators of the Ancient Sages Sector who were still in shock grew more confident in Elder Scorching Sun after seeing the magnificence of the Cloud Qin Gold Statue.
However, this time, even the most pious soldiers of the Angry Fire Army and the disciples of the Red Sun Sect were not as confident as before.
"Getting to the bottom of it, you are still scared of my Gold Statue."
Elder Scorching Sun's eyes were bloodshot, as if he were a gambler who had wagered everything. "Then, let's have a taste of the awesomeness of 'Thunderbolt Fire'!"
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