Faint watery light noiselessly surged from the horizon, then rapidly lunged towards the Spirit Inheritance Region.
In next to no time, the entire sky above the Spirit Inheritance Region was enveloped by this hazy watery glow.
Wherever the light passed, the flow of time in this part of the world seemed to stop.
Everything in the world lost its luster, all sounds disappeared, and all was silent.
Above Broad Creed Mountain, numerous streaks of green light surged, instantly forming a massive formation that obscured the heavens and concealed the sun, enveloping the sky. It was precisely the Clear Qi Grand Formation.
As the Clear Qi Grand Formation circulated, streams of clear qi extended into the distance, penetrating deep into space.
One after another, jet-black balls of light and earthy yellow balls of light appeared in the sky. It was as if the sky was filled with countless stars.
As these streaks of radiance lined up, the circulation of the Clear Qi Grand Formation became heavy, resembling the heavy earth that was indestructible.
As the rippling light enveloped the Clear Qi Grand Formation, the circulation of the formation also began to slow down.
But it could still be sustained.
The clear qi rose unceasingly, merging as one with the true sky, seemingly dragging the true sky downwards as it drew closer to Broad Creed Mountain.
The countless black and yellow spheres of light descended together, resembling the great earth as it seemed to be lifting Broad Creed Mountain and the Spirit Inheritance Region down below up somewhat.
For a moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be closing in on each other.
Affected by this vast power, the hazy water seemed to ripple.
An old voice came from the sky, "Oh? A sect that hails from the lower worlds and has only established itself in the World beyond Worlds for a mere three to five years actually has a grand formation that is more powerful than the North Sea Sword Pavilion's sword domain which has been built up over a thousand years? "
"To be able to stir up such a storm, you are indeed not an incompetent person."
Although there was some surprise in his words, his tone was still indifferent, as if it was an eternal moment.
"Sadly, the cultivation base of the one controlling the formation is too low. If you were an Immortal Bridge Martial Saint, you might be able to resist this old man for a moment."
His tone was still indifferent, but in the ears of Yan Zhaoge and the others, the speed of his words had suddenly sped up greatly.
What sped up along with the speed of the words was the passage of time in this world!
Even if it was the sky and earth, after experiencing endless years, they would still change, displaying the great changes of the world.
Aging and decay was a process that all things in the world had to go through.
Under the scouring of time, the Clear Qi Grand Formation instantly became unstable.
Yuan Zhengfeng controlled the formation. Dust and stains began to appear on his clothes, while wrinkles and age spots appeared on his skin.
It was as if he was aging and decaying along with the world.
Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone emitted a clear howl, directly leaving the great hall.
A jet-black metal box appeared in front of him.
The Northern Ocean Clone patted the Heaven Swallowing Earth Devouring Box, the lid of the box opening as black light abruptly appeared.
An ancient bronze sword shot out of the sword box, landing in the hands of the Northern Ocean Clone as an extremely vicious, greedy, tyrannical aura instantly surged into the skies.
Jet-black bloodlines surfaced on the surface of the Northern Ocean Clone's body, looking savage and terrifying.
Numerous jet-black bloodlines intersected, forming a profound sigil on the back of the Northern Ocean Clone's sword-wielding right hand.
The surface of the seal flickered, and the radiance condensed into a Taotie.
The sound of a Taotie that resembled the cries of an infant resounded. The Northern Ocean Clone waved his right hand, the jet-black sword-light transforming into a black hole which hovered in the sky above Broad Creed Mountain.
The black hole formed a terrifying suction force that devoured everything around it.
Even space itself collapsed as numerous black crevices were ripped apart, collapsing inwards with the black hole as its centre.
That sword-light that resembled water that enveloped the sky above Broad Creed Mountain was also sucked into the black hole in great amounts.
While the sword-light was still powerful, the pressure on Yuan Zhengfeng who presided over the Clear Qi Grand Formation immediately lessened.
Yuan Zhengfeng's expression was calm and heavy, "Zhaoge, how is your true body in the Vast Ocean World?"
The Northern Ocean Clone answered concisely, "In death seclusion."
Yuan Zhengfeng said, "Yan Di is also in death seclusion. There is still half a year before he emerges from seclusion."
Yan Di had always been very accurate with regards to the time of his seclusion. If he said that he would emerge in a year, it would be a year. Barring any major accidents, he would definitely succeed. Still, it would most likely not be brought forward.
Yuan Zhengfeng said, "If we let him leave seclusion now, at best he would give up halfway, all his previous efforts going to waste. At worst, he would suffer cultivation deviation and be heavily injured."
"The same goes for your true body. It would be best if we do not disturb you. We will strive to get through this."
If they did not block it in time, the opponent's Time Flowing Sword would cause the lifespans of everyone in Broad Creed Mountain to accelerate, dying of old age.
With Yan Zhaoge not on the Mountain, Yan Di would still need half a year of seclusion before he could emerge from seclusion.
The opponent's acceleration of time would not help Yan Di, because it would only accelerate the flow of time for his fleshly body. To Yan Di who was comprehending principles, it would still only be an instant.
If the situation was really critical, at the final critical juncture of life and death, Yan Di would only be able to break out of seclusion prematurely.
However, the consequences of that would be hard to predict.
Wasting all his previous efforts would be the lightest consequence.
Even as the Northern Ocean Clone gazed up into the sky, he said, "Grand Master, we can get through this."
A voice resounded from within the sky, "Oh? How will you get through it? "
A human face surfaced amidst the blurry sword-light that resembled water.
At this moment, it was as though the entire sky had transformed into this human face.
While it was the face of a youth, the voice was incomparably ancient, "In this old man's eyes, you are no different from Copper Men Island and the North Sea Sword Pavilion."
The sword-light in the sky rippled for a moment, something suddenly appearing from within and descending.
It was a human head.
The head of the Chief of Copper Men Island, Gongsun Wu!
The gazes of Yan Zhaoge, Yuan Zhengfeng and the others all narrowed into slits.
At the same time, the figure of a person surfaced amidst the sword-light. His eyes were tightly shut, he had no aura as his fate was unknown.
Pavilion Lord Gu Hong of the North Sea Sword Pavilion!
The human face in the sky said mildly, "Giving Golden Court Mountain some face, this old man will spare his life, as will you, Yan Zhaoge. Still, there is no need for anyone else to be spared."
"As for the two of you, while death can be spared, punishment will not be spared."
As he said this, the sword-light within the sky instantly changed once more.
Up and down Broad Creed Mountain, it was as though it had been sliced into countless voids, with time flowing at different speeds in different locations, all of them different!
The heavens and earth of the Spirit Inheritance Region was actually transformed into chaotic flows of space by the other party at this moment!
Space of varying speeds ripped apart, repelled, distorted and intersected with one another.
The resulting force virtually ripped the Clear Qi Grand Formation apart, shattering the black hole formed of the Evil Sword Taotie!
Seeing Gu Hong being captured alive by the other party, Yan Zhaoge could not help but frown.
Killing someone and capturing them alive were two completely different things.
Back when Lin Hanhua had been an eighth level Martial Saint and possessed a high-grade Sacred Artifact, he had been absolutely confident of protecting Yan Zhaoge while slaying Kang Ping of the seventh level of the Martial Saint realm. Still, he dared not say that he had full confidence in capturing Yan Zhaoge alive.
While there was no hope of Kang Ping escaping, there was still a chance for him to die.
Now, this opponent before him had actually captured Gu Hong of the seventh level of the Martial Saint realm alive.
While Gu Hong was indeed weaker than Kang Ping, he had the advantage of being on home ground in the Grinding Hut Region's sword domain. Yet, he had still been captured alive by his opponent in the end.
The sword-light in the sky pressured downwards unceasingly, causing numerous chaotic tides of space.
The old voice was indifferent as ever, "All these years, Golden Court Mountain has been able to rest easy by keeping you alive. Yet, in the end, you have instead caused trouble?"
"Since that is so, there is no need to keep you alive any longer. Clean them all up."
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