The peak experts of the Grand Xuan Dynasty had come to invade while the Dim Darkness Sect also had experts like Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng here.
Both sides were locked in battle, and the situation was extremely chaotic. The entire territory of Flourishing Peace Region was overturned by the battle.
It was just that as Yan Zhaoge had predicted, the Dim Darkness Sect's grand formation that guarded this place was currently unable to function normally.
Under such circumstances, Wu Zixiu, Nie Sheng, and the others naturally fell into a disadvantageous position.
Receiving another spear strike from the Grand Xuan Dynasty's Lord Protector Zheng, Wu Zixiu's aged body bent even more.
The Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioner beside him discovered to his shock that fresh blood was vaguely leaking out from the corner of Wu Zixiu's mouth.
Nie Sheng grunted and forced his opponent to retreat, but a sword wound appeared on his right arm. He retreated to Wu Zixiu's side and transmitted his voice, "We can't hold on like this."
Wu Zixiu wiped the corners of his mouth, coughing a few times, "The news of our sect wanting to carry out the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual has been leaked. The Grand Xuan Dynasty wants to make use of this chance to investigate the location of our main altar."
Nie Sheng said, "The arrow is already nocked on the bowstring, and must not be released. Even if we do not activate the ritual, the Grand Xuan Dynasty would already have obtained some clues."
"Since that's the case, we might as well fight to the end!"
Wu Zixiu fell into deep thought.
He looked up and saw that in the sky, streams of fire were rolling and rolling up waves of fire. In the sea of fire, a huge pattern of light condensed and shone down like a bright mirror.
After the Dim Darkness Sect's branch altar was enveloped by this mirror-light, streams of black smoke arose.
The black smoke did not fly straight upwards. Instead, it flew diagonally, resembling a rope with one end connected to the Dim Darkness Sect's branch altar while the other extended into the unknown distance.
If one's gaze was not limited to the Flourishing Peace Region alone but the entire Royal Reed Sea, they would discover that the branch altars of the Dim Darkness Sect were virtually all suffering fierce attacks at the same time.
Above every branch altar of the Dim Darkness Sect, there was a strange, bright mirror-light illuminating it.
Wisps of black smoke extended into the void from different directions, gradually converging and pointing at the same place.
Looking at the black smoke above the Flourishing Peace Region, Wu Zixiu sighed, "They really came prepared."
The old man had a determined look on his face. "At a time like this, we can only give it our all."
Saying thus, he raised a palm, once more blocking the terrifying spear of the Grand Xuan Dynasty's Lord Protector Zheng up above. At the same time, his other hand slammed down towards the ground beneath his feet.
Beneath his feet, rays of light that were neither bright nor dark lit up, and together, they revealed the true appearance of a giant formation.
The Spirit Array suddenly activated, and the center of the Spirit Array suddenly lit up with a strong light. It actually expelled the darkness in an instant.
However, this strong light disappeared in the blink of an eye and was once again swallowed by the darkness. At this moment, the "darkness" was even deeper, even more tranquil, and even more terrifying.
Having received Wu Zixiu's instructions, Chen Ke and the other Dim Darkness Sect martial practitioners did not join the battle to reinforce their fellow disciples as they instead threw all the sacrificial offerings that they had long since prepared into the grand formation.
The deep darkness was like a lake or an ocean. Everything that entered it stirred up a few ripples before quickly returning to normal.
"If only we could wait for a few more days." Wu Zixiu shook his head and raised his hand to write a profound black colored talisman marking in midair. After that, he tapped it with his finger and the talisman marking sank into the darkness formed by the grand formation beneath his feet.
Up above, the Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners sensed the changes as well as they could not help but attack with greater urgency.
Wu Zixiu, Nie Sheng and the others resisted with all their might.
The deep darkness began expanding unceasingly, the surrounding world simultaneously dimming as all light in the vicinity was devoured by this darkness.
Even the Grand Xuan Dynasty martial practitioners in the sky up above felt the light of the world around them grow dim.
There were only a few peak experts like Lord Protector Zheng who still emanated the fiery light that surged to the heavens, unaffected by the darkness.
However, everyone could feel the intense changes in the guardian grand formation of the Dim Darkness Sect's branch altar down below.
The next moment, a streak of light that was not bright, instead appearing extremely dim, arose from the center of the grand formation. The light similarly did not shoot straight upwards, instead flying diagonally outwards.
The direction that the dim light pointed in was the same as that black smoke, extending far into the distance, its destination unknown.
Accompanied by the light, the darkness that enveloped the Dim Darkness Sect's branch altar began dissipating unceasingly.
Within the sea of flames in mid-air, the figure of a man with an authoritative expression surfaced. He looked to be a middle-aged man with a full beard on his face.
Seeing that dim light, he could not help but frown, giving up on Wu Zixiu who he had been battling all this while, instead stabbing towards that light with his spear!
Accompanied by numerous streams of flame and light, the descending spear resembled an actual descending star, dragging a long tail of flames behind it as it mightily struck the dim light.
After the two collided, the middle-aged man's spear that seemed able to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth was actually repelled.
The dim pillar of light shook slightly for a moment before continuing to shoot off into the distance.
This middle-aged man was naturally one of the Grand Xuan Dynasty's four Lord Protectors, Lord Protector Zheng. His gaze focused, "What a fella!"
While this pillar of light seemed dim and inconspicuous, seemingly weak and turbid, the power contained within was vast and heavy such that even Lord Protector Zheng, a late Seeing Divinity Martial Saint, was unable to destroy it with a single blow.
His spear moved once more, Wu Zixiu and the others hurriedly coming forward to block it.
"Whatever you are planning, it will all be futile," Lord Protector Zheng laughed loudly, "So what even if I allow you traitors to complete your ritual? You can just be reduced to ashes along with your main altar. "
Wu Zixiu retaliated with a move. Just as he was about to retort, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
Someone from the branch altar had actually been swept into the central region of the grand formation, whether intentionally or not.
Looking over, Wu Zixiu saw that it was clearly Yan Zhaoge.
"This youngster will be crushed by the power of the formation …" Wu Zixiu had just thought of this when he suddenly saw Yan Zhaoge struggling, actually vanishing amidst that dim pillar of light.
Wu Zixiu was greatly shocked. As the controller of the formation, he could feel that someone had shot into the horizon alongside a streak of light from within the dim pillar of light, instantly leaving far away!
Wu Zixiu heaved a sigh of relief as he had not affected the formation.
However, Wu Zixiu did not know whether he should be happy or worried at this sudden turn of events.
As the Grand Xuan Dynasty experts attacked once more, Wu Zixiu had no time to consider the problem of Yan Zhaoge as he could only first face the enemy head-on.
Yan Zhaoge was not feeling too good at this moment as he seemed to have been swept away by a mountain flood, everything before his eyes turning blurry as the heavens and earth spun.
"Fuck! While there is the Dao Tide Reversal Formation, the spiritual qi flow is really too chaotic, "Yan Zhaoge could not help but want to curse.
Having dared to enter, he had naturally been prepared. With the help of a unique technique to protect his body, not only would he not be ripped apart by the power of the Dim Darkness Sect's ritual, he had even borrowed the power of the ritual here to send him to the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar, the core of the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual.
It was just that the feeling along the way was really not wonderful at all.
It was like being on a rollercoaster whilst also feeling seasick.
Yan Zhaoge was shaken to the point of being dizzy. After a long time, he finally arrived, his surroundings gradually calming down.
"Huh?" Yan Zhaoge composed himself, appraising his surroundings.
Then, he saw a great black sun currently slowly rising before his eyes. (To be continued.)
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