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Looking at the silent Shi Tie, Yan Zhaoge himself fell into silence, sighing soundlessly.
The two had communicated via sound transmission, with it being hard for others to know of their contents.
Standing behind Yan Zhaoge, Feng Yunsheng did not quite understand what was going on.
Her eldest apprentice-uncle Shi Tie who had always been like a mountain, seemingly able to prop up the heavens, was now in a rare state of depression. Even she could see it.
It was as though a towering mountain had been dyed in a layer of twilight by the setting sun.
However, very quickly, Shi Tie's closed eyes opened once more.
As he opened his eyes, it was as though a sleeping lion had awoken, his earlier depression completely disappearing. What appeared before them was still that mighty, unyielding Iron Lion King.
Seeing this scene, Feng Yunsheng even thought that what she had just seen had all been an illusion.
Gazing at the Wang Family ancestral ground in the distance, Shi Tie said calmly, "Don't let the Devilish Domain Grand Formation establish, directly destroy it."
"I'll do a sudden attack. You guys just need to surround and clear it from the surroundings. Leave some people to guard the outskirts. Raise your vigilance and prepare for any unexpected situations."
His voice was not all that loud, also not spreading far away, but it was clearly heard by all the nearby Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners. From that deep, heavy voice, they could feel a firm will.
Yan Zhaoge and the others loudly agreed. Saying thus, Shi Tie's figure rose from the top of the barren mountain.
From within his body, a clear, bright radiance was emitted, his entire body seeming to have transformed into a divinity forged from Vajra.
The next moment, Shi Tie strode forward, the heavens and the earth emitting great light as the expansion of the black devilish qi was instantly obstructed.
Accompanied by Shi Tie's stride, his foot landing on the ground, he had already arrived in the air above the Wang Family ancestral ground.
Sturdy and condensed, pressuring down with an extremely vigorous force, the Wang Family ancestral ground instantly lit up with numerous spirit patterns. A massive defensive formation was formed in mid-air, attempting to resist the pressure brought about by Shi Tie.
However, it was like porcelain meeting a hard, hard rock. Virtually without the slightest delay, the grand formation began mightily shattering!
Shi Tie's body did not move quickly, but he descended resolutely, as though there was nothing that could obstruct his footsteps.
At the very least. The grand formation of the Wang Family's ancestral land would not be able to withstand it.
No matter what kind of power it was, as long as their nest was carefully managed and laid out for generations, it would be extremely powerful, forming a home field advantage that belonged to them.
The experts of the Wang Family, relying on the grand formation of their ancestral ground that they had operated for many years, would be able to resist even if Broad Creed Mountain's First Seat Elder of the Sand Region arrived.
Even though it would still be breached, it wouldn't be to the extent where it would be completely defenseless.
Unfortunately … A grand formation that could obstruct the early Essence Talisman First Seat Elder of the Sand Region was no different from paper in front of the late Essence Talisman Martial Grandmaster Shi Tie.
At this moment, a sinister voice came from within the surging black mist, "Iron Lion!"
Countless spirit glyphs flashing with black light rose from the Wang Family's ancestral grounds. Then, they quickly formed a mysterious glyph formation in the sky that exuded a terrifying aura.
One talisman array after another. In an instant, they formed a tower that looked like an altar.
In the altar, a figure could be vaguely seen, holding a black spear and thrusting it towards Shi Tie!
Shockingly, he was also a late Essence Talisman Cultivator. A peak Martial Grandmaster expert who had already established the Essence Talisman Heavenly Altar!
Shi Tie's face was expressionless, resembling a tough, unchanging rock, "Scaly Dragon King Sima Chui, you've joined the Nine Underworlds as well?"
The other party stabbed out with the black spear, resembling a scaly dragon soaring into the heavens as it emitted a deafening roar, black light flickering. It was as though a black wound had been slashed between the heavens and the earth.
Shi Tie's expression did not change in the slightest, his body also being enveloped by an altar that was clear as glass and exuded an aura of indestructibility.
A ferocious punch smashed downwards, directly forcibly clashing with the tip of his opponent's spear!
As the two sides collided intensely, Yan Zhaoge and the others who were spectating from afar, not nearing, all felt the heavens and earth that they stood in tremble.
A strange light shone in Feng Yunsheng's eyes, "I've heard of the reputation of the 'Scaly Dragon King' Sima Chui before. He is one of the peak experts amongst solitary practitioners, at the ninth level of the Martial Grandmaster realm, a late Essence Talisman Martial Grandmaster. He is also one of the rare few Essence Talisman solitary practitioners who possesses a high-grade spirit artifact."
"That black spear is his high-grade spirit artifact? Eldest apprentice-uncle actually forcibly clashed with an expert of the same cultivation level bare-handedly, wielding the attack of a high-grade spirit artifact! "
The higher one's cultivation base, not only were there fewer instances of surpassing levels to defeat an opponent, the gap in strength between martial practitioners of the same cultivation level would also generally be smaller.
Of those who were able to walk to such a high level, how many of them were simple?
In a battle between Essence Talisman Martial Grandmaster experts of the same cultivation level, the addition of a high-grade spirit artifact would often be sufficient to decide the outcome of the battle.
Yan Zhaoge laughed, "Otherwise, why would he be called the Iron Lion King? Attack and defence as one ah. "
Shi Tie gazed coldly at his opponent, the belt at his waist lit up with radiance. His high-grade spirit artifact, the Profound Light Divine Armour, was activated, instantly transforming into an armour of black light, enveloping Shi Tie's body.
The power of the spirit artifact merged with Shi Tie's martial will, causing his strength to instantly skyrocket. As he punched downwards, he directly sent the 'Scaly Dragon King' Sima Chui into retreat.
After that punch, Shi Tie did not rush to pursue him, instead stomping heavily downwards.
With a mighty boom, the Wang Family ancestral ground's defensive grand formation completely collapsed!
Sima Chui's expression was dark as his spear changed, transforming into numerous streaks of black light that circulated between the heavens and the earth. He no longer clashed head-on with Shi Tie, instead adopting a roaming combat style.
While Sima Chui was not Shi Tie's match, at least he did not allow Shi Tie to continue approaching the Wang Family ancestral ground down below.
The oasis where the Wang Family ancestral ground was located was enveloped by black fog once more, streaks of red lightning lighting up amidst the black fog.
In the depths of the black fog, a massive spirit formation could vaguely be seen.
Yan Zhaoge could once again feel the terrifying aura of the Great Nine Underworlds Door preparing to descend back then at Clear Concealed Lake.
"Let's go." Saying thus, Yan Zhaoge shot forward like lightning towards the Wang Family ancestral ground, Feng Yunsheng and Pan-Pan following closely behind him.
From all directions, Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners appeared, led by Martial Grandmaster experts, surrounding the Wang Family ancestral ground together.
Yan Zhaoge expanded his Immortal Crane Wings, his speed swift as he very quickly arrived at the outskirts of the Wang Family ancestral ground.
The defensive grand formation of the Wang Family ancestral ground had already been destroyed by Shi Tie. Facing the Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners, the people within could only defend against them in close combat.
As Yan Zhaoge and the others neared, countless dark streaks of light instantly surged over from within the black fog, resembling a torrential storm.
They all displayed various methods, defending against them.
Yan Zhaoge's footsteps did not cease at all, the wings on his shoulders unfurling, their tips aimed forward, numerous crane feathers resembling a downpour of light shooting directly towards the enemy.
The faint golden feathers of light and that dark dark light clashed unceasingly within the air.
The numerous feathers of light shattered, transforming into streaks of light as they dissipated, the numerous iron arrows of dark light distorting and deforming, resembling rain as they fell to the ground.
The few that escaped the net, the Lofty Mountain Armour lit up, directly resisting them head-on.
Yan Zhaoge strode forward, coming to the outskirts of the Wang Family ancestral ground. With a kick, the walls of the manor collapsed mightily, a large hole appearing! (To be continued.)
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