Tens of thousands of Nether Sect members looked up at the sky at the same time.
"Heaven, earth, and man are inverted. There are many ways to calculate right and wrong. The gods are on the path of no return, and the mortals are reduced to ashes. "
Whizz!
Whizz!
The winds and clouds surged above the Divine Capital.
The eyes of the Formation lit up.
The curtain-like sky changed color.
With the royal city as the center, ten different formation cores in all directions lit up at the same time.
The intense resonance of energy announced to the world that the Ten Terminal Formation had been activated.
The cultivators outside the Divine Capital looked up at the Divine Capital.
In the cultivation world, members of the major sects hovered in the air. They saw the curtain-like sky that shrouded the entire Divine Capital.
…
Primal Qi was completely cut off.
Everyone's vision was translucent.
The air was suffocating. It was difficult to breathe.
Even the cultivators outside the Divine Capital had to retreat. Although they were not inside the Formation, they could feel how terrifying the Ten Terminal Formation was.
"The Ten Terminal Formation has been activated in the end."
For many years, the Ten Terminal Formation had not been activated in the Divine Capital.
The replicas of the Ten Terminal Formation were only activated in other human cities.
Strictly speaking, the Ten Terminal Formation in the Divine Capital was stricter than the replicas.
When the Primal Qi was cut off, the air would be cut off as well. As time passed, the temperature and pressure would continue to rise.
It was like hell on earth.
…
Yu Zhenghai felt the Primal Qi in his dantian's sea of Qi being sucked away.
It left the skies and the Ten Terminal Formation, isolated from the outside world.
The Primal Qi stored by the cultivators was forcefully sucked away by the Ten Terminal Formation.
Some cultivators who tried to resist tried to seal their dantian's sea of Qi. Alas, they were forcefully sucked into the curtain-like sky by the Ten Terminal Formation. The moment their Primal Qi disappeared, they fell from the sky and died.
Si Wuya looked at the Peacock Plume in his hand. It had lost its luster and was now extremely dim.
The tens of thousands of Nether Sect members seemed to have lost some of their morale.
"Don't panic. Everyone is equal in the Ten Terminal Formation," Hua Chongyang said.
His voice was not loud, but it had a calming effect.
Before they attacked the Divine Capital, the Nether Sect had practiced the Ten Terminal Formation dozens of times.
Si Wuya looked up at the long-robed cultivator at the peak of the Imperial City and said, "The Ten Terminal Formation has been activated … Where 'of Liu Gu?"
At the peak of the Imperial City.
The long-robed cultivator turned around and bowed. "Greetings, Your Majesty!"
In the Imperial City, all the Imperial Guards knelt down. "Greetings, Your Majesty."
A dragon carriage slowly emerged from the Imperial City.
Creak, creak, creak …
The wheels rolled on the huge stone floor of the Imperial City.
They left the Imperial City.
Clad in a dragon robe and wearing a crown on his head, he appeared before everyone's eyes.
"We finally meet again." Liu Gu slowly rose to his feet. He stood on the dragon chariot with his hands on his back. His eyes were fixed on Yu Zhenghai as he spoke coldly.
"I've said that I'll stand before you …" Yu Zhenghai said.
The two of them looked at each other from afar.
Tens of thousands of Imperial Guards swarmed out.
The two armies faced each other.
Liu Gu spread his arms, and his dragon robe appeared exceptionally dazzling under the light.
"We have indeed underestimated you … But, is it worth it?" Liu Gu said.
"Do you think it's worth it?" Yu Zhenghai retorted.
Liu Gu nodded, then he laughed loudly and said, "You are just as stupid and shallow as before!"
Yu Zhenghai laughed as well.
His laughter became even more unbridled, his voice loud and clear.
"Should I call you Ping 'an or Liu Gu?"
"…"
"…"
Inside the Ten Terminal Formation, the entire Divine Capital was deathly silent.
The battle had lasted for several days and nights. The human city was reduced to rubble and ruins. The smoke of war lingered in the air. It was no longer bustling and bustling with people. Apart from desolation and silence, there was nothing left.
Yu Zhenghai did not need to use Primal Qi to clearly express his thoughts.
Si Wuya turned to look at him.
A hint of shock flashed in his eyes.
He had once asked his Eldest Senior Brother why he had to conquer the Divine Capital.
Yu Zhenghai had never answered him directly.
Ambition? Ambition? Was it the desire to dominate the world? Or was it the desire to ascend to the peak of mankind?
It seemed like his Eldest Senior Brother had ulterior motives.
Si Wuya's intuition was right.
Who was Ping 'an?
Liu Gu chuckled. He placed his hands on his back as he looked at Yu Zhenghai and said, "Yu Zhenghai, it's meaningless to try to scare us at a time like this … Let me ask you, the Imperial guards are the strongest in the Ten Terminal Formation. How are you going to win? "
"We'll know once we try."
Liu Gu waved his hand and said, "After this battle … I'll nail your name on the pillar of shame and write it in the history books. You'll be despised by the people."
Behind him, 1,000 Imperial guards charged forward.
Yu Zhenghai said loudly, "Alas … you're not a member of the Imperial family, after all. The blood of the Wuqians flows in your veins! Kill! "
Yu Zhenghai gave the order.
The Nether Sect members cheered.
"Kill!"
It was hard to imagine that a human's voice could vividly express the word 'kill'.
As they shouted at the top of their lungs, the humans instinctively unleashed their strength and swung their sabers at their enemies.
Beneath the Ten Terminal Formation.
The dissipation of Primal Qi, the pressure in the air, and the rising temperature made the battle the most primitive, instinctive, and powerful.
Their voices shook the heavens.
Both sides fought fiercely.
Yu Zhenghai stared at Liu Gu who was on the dragon chariot.
Liu Gu stared at Yu Zhenghai as well.
Realization dawned on Si Wuya. He remembered the story his Eldest Senior Brother once told him. He had two brothers from the same clan. One of them was called Ping 'an, and the other was called Jiang Lai. They were the last three members of the Wuqians. They had gone through countless hardships. They were trampled by the nobles, massacred by the Other Tribesmen, tortured by death, tortured by hunger and cold, and led a homeless life.
How did things come to this?
How did Ping 'an become a high and mighty emperor?
Swoosh!
A head flew past Si Wuya's eyes.
Blood rained down.
The battle pulled Si Wuya back from his complicated thoughts.
After what seemed like forever, Yu Zhenghai and Liu Gu faced each other from a distance.
Casualties continued to mount.
The Imperial guards' numbers were dwindling as well.
Time passed by quickly amidst the shouts and battles.
…
Another day passed by.
In the eastern pavilion of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Duanmu Sheng hurried to the eastern pavilion with a letter in his hand. He bowed and said, "Master, Li Yunzhao sent another letter."
Smack!
A gust of wind blew at the eastern pavilion's doors.
Lu Zhou stepped over the threshold and walked out with his hands on his back. He asked calmly, "What is it?"
"I'm afraid Eldest Senior Brother is in danger. The Ten Terminal Formation has been activated. Both sides are fighting with brute force. The Nether Sect and the Imperial guards have suffered great losses. If Li Yunzhao's words are true, Eldest Senior Brother will surely be at a disadvantage! "
Li Yunzhao's previous letter only contained one thing: Li Yunzhao had been by the Empress Dowager's side for many years. The person who understood her son the best in this world was none other than his mother. The Empress Dowager had long since known that the current Liu Gu was no longer the Liu Gu of the past. Even if she revealed this secret, nobody would believe her. It would only backfire and cause chaos under the heavens. The battle of the Divine Capital was about to begin. The Empress Dowager told Li Yunzhao about this.
The world was absurd. There was no one on the Noble Path he could trust. Apart from the Evil Sky Pavilion, Li Yunzhao had no other choice.
The letter was his last hope and hope.
As for the outcome of the world war, it was up to the heavens.
Yu Zhenghai had died twice. His great limit was almost up. If Liu Gu was truly from the Wuqians, how was he supposed to fight him?
"Master! Before the war, that dog of an emperor gathered 20 elders from the Sky Conduct Academy and the Big Dipper Academy … There's still one of the eight great generals of the Imperial guards left. There are many hidden elites in the Divine Capital waiting to reap the benefits! After this war, Eldest Senior Brother will surely be at the mercy of others! "Duanmu Sheng said.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and looked up at the sky.
After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "Forget it! These unfilial rascals can never give me peace of mind! Send out my order. Everyone in the Evil Sky Pavilion is to gather! "
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