"You, Ninth Brother, do not have the final say in this world!"
Auspicious clouds churned in the sky. Yuan Zhen looked like a Buddha descending to the world as he sent a palm strike at the blood moon in the sky.
At the same time, the ninth altar also appeared.
It gathered the essence of the eight altar fragments and formed the ninth altar in the air. Thousands of dragon images soared up from the ground and gathered.
In wild joy, the Fourth Prince Wang Yun stabbed his Yan Imperial Sword into the fierce sacred flame.
The repeated changes could no longer be described as one wave rising and one wave calming.
Instead, it was an unending storm, ten thousand waves surging.
Just as everyone felt shocked at the Ninth Prince Wang Yan's strong return, Yuan Zhen suddenly charged out, using a vast Buddhist Might to shake the sky as he headed for the blood moon.
Before Yuan Zhen could see what would happen when the golden Buddhist palm landed on the blood moon, the ninth altar suddenly appeared.
The ninth altar suddenly appeared. A character that no one could have imagined ascended the altar, bathed in Buddhist light.
Xiao Chen's eyes did not know where to look.
The thoughts in his mind were in a mess. He was stunned on the spot and was lost in thought.
"This is the legendary ninth altar!"
"To think that there really is a ninth altar …"
"Nine is the limit of numbers, reaching the peak and occupying great Luck. The Fourth Prince Wang Yun is really surprising. If he could perfectly merge with it, he would be ridiculously strong. "
"This ninth altar does indeed occupy great Luck. However, one's fate is tough enough to endure it."
The many princes and guests in the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb felt flabbergasted, their thoughts pausing momentarily.
The instant Yuan Zhen appeared on the Demon Blood Vulture, Xiao Chen's expression changed slightly.
Although Xiao Chen had been waiting for Yuan Zhen to appear, he had not expected Yuan Zhen to appear in such a manner.
"Purify all living beings before attaining enlightenment. I swear not to become a Buddha until hell is empty!"
The Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva …
Suddenly, many of Xiao Chen's doubts cleared up.
No wonder this Yuan Zhen asked Xiao Chen if he would kill him for no reason that day.
It turned out that Yuan Zhen had inherited the karma of the Kunlun Realm's Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva. However, Xiao Chen did not know what form it took. Was it reincarnation, possession, or a seal?
If one had to say who was the most shocked and surprised, it had to be Xi.
"Everything is empty; only the Buddha is supreme!"
If one had to say who was the most shocked, it would definitely be Prince Xi. He had failed time and time again. Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince returned strongly and Yuan Zhen suddenly rose up, causing the Ninth Prince to lose the overall situation.
The Ninth Prince's appearance had already caused cracks to appear in the blood moon. Now, the Fourth Prince's gathering of Dragon Essence made the situation even worse.
If Yuan Zhen's palm strike, which broke the demonic clouds, landed, the blood moon would shatter.
"Return!"
Xi was extremely decisive. He stretched out his hand, and the blood moon in the sky suddenly turned into a spinning black hole. He returned to his Black Robe form and slowly descended from the sky.
After the golden Buddha palm, which was descending from the blood moon, missed, Yuan Zhen gently waved his hand and sent it towards Xi's group.
The golden Buddha palm had already blotted out the sky. The momentum of its descent was like the sky was collapsing.
"Do it!"
On the Demon Blood Vulture's back, the eyes of Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun lit up as they took advantage of the situation to attack.
Without hesitation, Xiao Chen flew toward the black robe. He could not allow Xi to control the black robe again. Otherwise, when the blood moon rose again, it would be difficult to deal with.
"Black Face Secret Technique, destroy!"
"Azure Lotus Secret Technique, create!"
Ming Xuan and the Azure Lotus Holy Daughter, Yang Qing, showed grave expressions as they stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right.
Then, they formed hand seals and launched palm strikes at the same time.
The black swastika on Ming Xuan's forehead spun around and released a black Demonic Might containing a heavy might of destruction. An azure lotus bloomed under Yang Qing's feet, and a gentle Buddhist light spread out like an auspicious sign, erupting with a torrential lifeforce.
Life and death. The two worked together to clash with the Buddha palm strike.
Xi soared into the air, wanting to retrieve the black robe.
A figure arrived in the air, brandishing a sword and swinging it. The killing intent filling the air was like a silver river, blocking Xi from afar.
Xi showed some anger on his face as he looked up. It was the Ninth Prince Wang Yan holding up his Yan Imperial Sword, coming to stop him.
"You are seeking death!"
Xi raged. A scarlet cross appeared in the depths of his left eye as boundless horror assaulted him.
In that instant, intense fear overwhelmed Wang Yan's physical body and soul. His body trembled slightly.
Wang Yan remained calm, dealing with this calmly. The killing intent filling the air turned into motes of stars and gathered on his sword.
"Whoosh!"
The sword erupted with a blazing sword light. Wang Yan's wrist moved slightly, and a sword light shone on Xi's eyes.
While the sword light covered the other party's demonic eyes, Wang Yan suppressed the fear in his heart with boundless courage and charged forward to attack.
At this moment, Wang Yan's Massacre Great Dao perfectly merged with the dynasty's Dragon Vein. His strength was no weaker than the First Prince's.
As the sword light swept out, the one-hundred-thousand-year-old dynasty's accumulations poured out like a surging river. With the Massacre Great Dao driving it, the dynasty's accumulations became like a vast army, roaring "kill" endlessly.
Xi was forced to fight with the Demonic Imperial Sword as Wang Yan held him back.
"Ming Xuan, Yang Qing, don't bother with that Yuan Zhen. Help me snatch back the divine cloak!"
At the same time, Xiao Suo charged over with the Heavenly Book Scholar, Wu Meng, and the others, holding up the Scarlet Blood War Banner.
They engaged in a chaotic battle with Xi's guests, not giving him a chance to provide reinforcements.
In the air, Xiao Chen and Chu Chaoyun chased after the black robe.
Chu Chaoyun frowned slightly. Then, he glanced around and saw Ming Xuan and the Azure Lotus Holy Daughter charging over at the same time after blocking that palm strike.
"I'll go and block them."
Without hesitation, Chu Chaoyun's figure flashed as he pushed his hands to the left and right.
The Universe Origin True Flame burned fiercely, materializing a screen of fire that blocked Ming Xuan and the Azure Lotus Holy Daughter.
Chu Chaoyun did not give the two a chance to react. He drew his sword and slowly spread out his Primal Chaos Great Dao.
His figure turned blurry, preventing Ming Xuan and Yang Qing from locking onto his exact location.
On the ground, the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince, who looked like they were startled awake from a dream, looked at the ninth altar in the air.
Madness appeared in their eyes. Right now, this was their only chance to fight with the Ninth Prince Wang Yan.
They could chase Wang Yun down and monopolize the ninth altar for themselves.
"Kill!"
Wang Feng and Wang Yi each led their guests over with an overwhelming aura.
With the strength of the two of them, it should be more than enough to chase Wang Yun away.
However, just as the group approached, a Buddhist voice rang out.
Buddhist chants rang out, and the many guests of the Fourth Prince Wang Yun appeared.
Each of them held a Magic Tool. Then, according to Yuan Zhen's instructions, they stood in different positions and activated their Magic Tools at the same time.
"Boom!"
In that instant, thousands of Buddhist voices layered over each other. A huge Buddha image encased the surrounding five thousand kilometers.
This Buddha image vaguely resembled the Kunlun Realm's Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva. "Dang! Dang!
Dang! "
The many weapons struck the Buddha image, giving off metallic clangs. However, Wang Yun, who was on the altar, did not suffer any damage.
"Mister Yuan really has incredible foresight. He long guessed that this group of princes would go crazy."
"Indeed. He gave us the Magic Tools to lay the formation in advance. It really worked."
"Don't get distracted. We are about to change the formation."
"Alright. Hidden Dragon in the Depths, Spirit Traveling Eight Extremes, Nine Palaces Touched, Ten Directions Unchanging!"
The guest wielding the Dharma Artifact changed his movement technique. The shadow of a dragon rose from the ground. A dragon image soared into the air from the ground as the formation changed and moved around the Buddha image. Unexpectedly, it was used by the Buddha image, slowly making it corporeal.
"Damn it! How can it be like this?!"
The princes cursed when they saw that the Buddha image barrier, which was already at its wits' end, could actually reverse the Dragon Essence and strengthen it.
On the altar, Wang Yun opened his eyes. When he saw the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince, he showed furious and helpless expressions.
Wang Yun's lips curled up in a delighted smile as he said indifferently, "Eighth Brother, Little Thirteenth Prince, you did not expect this day, right? Hahaha! The person you mocked and bullied since you were young will one day make you gnash your teeth in frustration, unable to do anything about it! "
The Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince bit their lips in silence, their eyes filled with dissatisfaction.
If the Ninth Prince could rise up despite the situation, it could be explained. After all, he had been guarding the borders, radiating killing Qi and making countless contributions.
Furthermore, he had Xiao Chen's help, making up for the Ninth Prince's weakness of not having a foundation in the imperial capital.
However, how capable was the Fourth Prince? He had been synonymous with trash since he was young. To think that he could ride on their heads, aloof and aloof, mocking them.
The various factions in the Ancient Yan Emperor Tomb's core region all had their own goals.
Chaotic battles broke out everywhere, turning the sky dark and the ground dark. Everywhere was a battlefield.
Yan Cangming and Zhen Yuan left, watching from the sidelines. Surprisingly, they did not participate.
Logically speaking, the two should be helping Xi. However, for some reason, they chose not to help either side.
"Should we make a move? I feel that we can bet on it! "
Zhen Yuan looked into the distance, raring to give it a try at Xi's side. His eyes brimmed with fighting spirit.
"Don't. That fellow's potential is far from being exposed. Let's see how many trump cards he has. The more he exposes, the higher our chances of victory! "
Yan Cangming calmly made his choice, showing a smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, the situation changed so quickly. This was simply a heaven-sent opportunity for Yan Cangming.
After Yuan Zhen attacked in the sky, he sat cross-legged on the lotus platform and closed his eyes to rest.
Yuan Zhen did not chase after Xi. He continuously chanted scriptures, using the momentum that the Fourth Prince Wang Yun gathered to fill the sky with flickering auspicious clouds.
Yuan Zhen continuously pushed back the originally vast and unparalleled demonic clouds.
As for Xiao Chen, he frowned slightly. As he looked at the mysterious man shrouded in bloody shadows in front, he remained silent.
Just as Xiao Chen was about to grab the black cloak formed by the blood moon, a flash of scarlet lightning appeared and snatched it away from his eyes.
It's him!
The mysterious man shrouded in bloody shadows that Xiao Chen found vaguely familiar the first time he met him in Divine City.
The second time, this mysterious man shrouded in bloody shadows appeared during the fight for the Five Element Divine Lightning. However, he did not appear at the same time as Ming Xuan. The next time Xiao Chen met him was now.
The mysterious man shrouded in bloody shadows held the black cloak and laughed strangely. "Do you want it?"
Xiao Chen showed a calm expression as he asked, "You recognize me?"
"Hahaha! How laughable! How laughable! Xiao Chen, you still do not recognize me? This is really disappointing … "
The scarlet shadow encasing Xiao Chen's body slowly scattered. His true body was actually a Bloodsucking Vine.
However, what truly shocked Xiao Chen was the face that appeared on the Bloodsucking Vine. It was both familiar and unfamiliar.
That was a face that Xiao Chen had forgotten long ago. It was a person that should not have appeared in the Great Thousand Realms.
This was the Kunlun Realm's Thunder King, the Thunder King who laid out the plan, the one from the same generation as the Qing Emperor, the one who wanted to help the Black Lotus Church unify the Kunlun Realm.
"You are actually not dead!"
A murderous intent flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. His expression changed slightly, unable to hide his shock.
"Haha! If the Black Lotus Church did not leave behind a strand of my soul, allowing me to reincarnate in the Great Thousand Realms, would I still be so loyal to them?"
The Thunder King smiled sinisterly. "I look forward to seeing how long you can last against me in your current state."
In his fight with the First Prince Wang Fei, Xiao Chen was severely injured and drained a lot of energy.
Even now, Xiao Chen had not recovered much of his energy. It would be hard for him to block an opponent of the level of the mysterious man shrouded in bloody shadows.
However, Xiao Chen remained calm, not showing any fluster in his eyes. He said indifferently, "Sorry, I'll have to disappoint you. Since you chose to expose yourself, I can only kill you again!"
"I am Black Egg!"
"I am White Egg!"
"Hehe! Now that the two eggs appear, who can compete with me?!"
The Black and White Eggs, who had been waiting impatiently in the Divine Universe Stele, received Xiao Chen's instructions. The Black and White Eggs immediately leaped out and erupted with a horrifying aura that rivaled that of a 6-Vein Sovereign Emperor.
The Black and White Eggs turned into two hurricanes, one black and one white, charging at the mysterious man shrouded in bloody shadows.
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