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Its blood-red body seemed to have been forged from divine metal. It was indestructible. The second grand elder's sword strike, which had surpassed the limits of his Extremity, did not succeed at all. Instead, it shattered and turned into countless specks of light.
It was a human, but also not a human. It had the shape of a human, but it was black and red. The skin on its body was like a layer of divine gold armor, which was indestructible. Its eyes were dull, and its movements were a little slow. The aura it exuded did not have the vitality that a human should have. Instead, it had a kind of stone-like rigidity. However, it was undeniable that its aura was very strong and violent.
"A puppet!" The Second Senior Statesman's expression was extremely serious. He even found that this was not an ordinary puppet, but a Saint-level puppet.
In other words, it was not a puppet, but a demonic puppet. It was made of the corpses of experts by the Inferno Demon Sect using a unique secret technique. In the Inferno Demon Sect, it was called a divine puppet.
However, whether it was a demonic puppet or a divine puppet, it was just a name. Its essence was that it was a puppet made of the corpses of experts by the Inferno Demon Sect using a unique secret technique. Its body was extremely hard, as if it was made of divine gold. Its defensive power was amazing, and its strength was extremely terrifying.
The Second Senior Statesman recognized from the demonic puppet's face that it was the Vice Headmaster of the Great Sect of the Sky.
The Great Sect of the Sky was a powerful holy land on par with the Taihao Mountain. It had a Supreme Saint and a Little Saint, and its Vice Headmaster was a Little Saint.
Now, its Supreme Saint had died in battle, and its Vice Headmaster had been suppressed, captured, and refined into a demonic puppet to help the Inferno Demon Sect.
Boom!
The Saint-level demonic puppet punched again. This time, it hit the formation again. Cracking sounds were heard, and more cracks appeared.
The third punch!
The fourth punch!
The fifth punch!
Each punch carried a terrifying power that could destroy mountains and shatter stars. It continuously bombarded the protective formation. Sword Qi surged and bombarded the body of the Saint-level demonic puppet, but it was shattered and could not be damaged at all.
It was too tough. The body of the demonic puppet was too tough.
After five consecutive punches, more and more cracks appeared. There was no time to repair them, and hundreds of Taihao Mountain disciples were killed by the shockwaves. Thousands of disciples were seriously injured and vomited blood.
These disciples used their own strength to maintain the operation of the Mountain Protecting Grand Formation. The more deaths and injuries there were, the slower and slower the replenishment of the Grand Formation's power, and its defensive capabilities gradually weakened.
The sixth punch!
This punch was like a comet descending from the sky and shattering everything in its path. Its power was terrifying, and it created a hole in the formation. His arm trembled and a powerful force came from it. With the hole as the center, the formation shattered as if the sky was collapsing.
A hole a few meters in size immediately appeared.
"Kill!" The people of the Inferno Demon Sect roared when they saw this scene. They immediately rushed towards the hole. The Saint-level demonic puppet made another move, expanding the hole from a few meters to more than ten meters wide. Its entire body rushed into the hole and killed its way into the Taihao Mountain.
It was invincible!
In just one exchange, the sword in the Second Statesman's hand was broken and he was sent flying. His chest collapsed and his sternum shattered. His internal organs burst and his body was covered with cracks. Blood gushed out of his wounds and blasted into a palace. Finally, he was embedded in a wall of the palace. All the bones in his body were broken and his entire body was in tatters.
If it weren't for his high cultivation level and tenacious vitality, the Second Statesman would have died.
But even so, he was on his last breath and was not far from death.
He had one eye that was still intact, but his vision had become blurry. The Second Statesman could vaguely see the Saint-level demonic puppet killing its way into the Taihao Mountain. It was like a demonic tiger killing a herd of rabbits. It was invincible, and it took the lives of hundreds of Taihao Mountain disciples. The army of demonic beasts from the Inferno Demon Sect also began to drive in through the broken formation.
He wanted to move, but he couldn't. His strength was gone and his vitality was fading rapidly. His consciousness began to fall into darkness. He was sinking into a bottomless abyss, never to wake up again.
He couldn't accept it!
The Second Statesman's heart was filled with unwillingness. It was an extremely strong unwillingness. It was as if he wanted to soar into the sky and shatter it, but he was also filled with helplessness and sorrow.
He could only watch as his disciples were slaughtered. That feeling of helplessness made the Second Statesman feel hopeless. He fell into the abyss of despair.
There seemed to be a buzzing sound. It seemed so vast and mighty, but in fact, it was very faint. Only the Second Statesman could hear it. Because he was about to fall into the abyss of despair, his entire being was in a state of silence. Unconsciously, his perception of his surroundings was raised to the extreme.
It was extremely mysterious!
He raised his only eye with difficulty. In his blurry vision, the Second Statesman seemed to see a crack appear. It was like a cloth being cut by a sharp sword. There seemed to be a flash of sword light.
Could it be that another powerful enemy had invaded?
Soon after, the second grand elder thought of something and felt like he had come to a sudden realization.
That was sword light. A sword had cut open space. The Inferno Demon Sect was not proficient in swordsmanship.
Then who was it?
Was it reinforcements?
A glimmer of hope quietly grew in the Second Statesman's heart, which was about to completely fall into the bottomless abyss of despair. As soon as it appeared, it grew wildly, bringing with it a glimmer of hope. It pulled his mind out of the abyss of despair.
His blurry vision seemed to clear up a little. He saw two figures step out of the crack in space at the same time. They stood in the middle of Taihao Mountain.
One of the silhouettes looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
These two people were Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin.
After settling a small grudge in the Great Undead World, Chen Zong immediately left the Great Undead World with Yu Nianxin and headed towards outer space.
Back then, Chen Zong had entered the Great Undead World through Taihao Mountain, so he had an impression of it. Now that his cultivation was extremely high and his realm was extremely high, he followed his impression of it and directly went through the void to find the aura of Taihao Mountain. He wanted to return directly.
It was because of this that he took some time. However, being able to return directly saved him a lot of time compared to appearing in other places and then returning.
It was just that Chen Zong never expected to see such a scene when he returned. It was like the end of the world. Huge demonic beasts were rampaging, and the disciples of Taihao Mountain were being killed one after another. Even if they fought back with all their might, they could only kill a portion of the demonic beasts. Such a fight was very limited.
Chen Zong also saw a black-red figure. It was invincible. Any attack that landed on it was unable to cause any damage at all.
He also saw the Second Statesman in the distance. His body was in tatters, like a pile of flesh and blood embedded in the wall. He was on the verge of death.
He saw the Tianguang Peak Lord leading the elders and disciples in slashing with their swords to resist the invasion of the monster army.
It was extremely difficult. The Tianguang Peak Lord had even lost an arm and was in imminent danger.
He also saw the Third Generation Taihao Mountain fighting fiercely with two Great Saint-level demons with surging Demonic Qi in the sky above Taihao Mountain. He was powerless to reinforce Taihao Mountain.
Taihao Mountain was completely in a desperate situation. It was swaying in the wind and rain, like a broken boat in the middle of a stormy sea. It could be broken into pieces or even smashed to pieces at any time.
Chen Zong couldn't help but feel lucky that he had returned in time. If he had appeared in other places and had to rush back, it would have taken him some time. At that time, the Second Statesman would really be dead. The Tianguang Peak Lord would probably also be killed. Many disciples of Taihao Mountain would also be massacred.
Anger!
Tragic scenes flooded into the depths of Chen Zong's eyes. They also ignited the anger and killing intent in Chen Zong's heart.
The Purgatory Demon Gate!
If it had been back then, Chen Zong would have been no match for the Purgatory Demon Gate and would have had to be extremely cautious. However, the Purgatory Demon Gate was nothing now.
Kill!
He instantly drew his sword and sliced through the air. It directly split into hundreds of sword Qi and shot out. Each sword Qi locked onto a demon beast. The demon beasts that were hundreds of meters long and even dozens of meters long were all locked onto. In the next moment, they were directly pierced and torn apart.
These powerful demon beasts were half-Saint-level, which was equivalent to the ultimate Heavenly Realm in the Ancient Mystic World of the inner universe. They might not be much in the inner universe, but in the outer universe, they were extremely terrifying and invincible.
However, in the face of the sword Qi that burst out from Chen Zong's sword, they couldn't resist at all and were all killed. The sword cultivators of Taihao Mountain, who were fighting endlessly, only saw a flash of sword light before their eyes. It was as if it had come from nothingness. The tyrannical demon beasts directly fell to the ground and died.
This sword had directly saved thousands of sword cultivators of Taihao Mountain.
However, it was still not enough.
Yu Nianxin also drew his Qinghuang Sword and slashed it across the sky. An extremely loud cry suddenly rang out, and an extremely stunning sword light was slashed out. Then, the sword light split into hundreds of fiery birds the size of a palm and flew out in a row, killing hundreds of demon beasts and burning them to ashes.
These two swords had directly intimidated the army of demon beasts.
After all, more than a thousand powerful demon beasts had died at once. This was no small matter. Just now, less than a thousand demon beasts had died from the beginning of the attack to the breaking of the formation, and that was over the course of many days. Now, more than a thousand demon beasts had died in the short span of a breath. What a heavy loss!
In an instant, all eyes were fixed on the two figures wielding the swords.
The Purgatory Demon Gate was surprised and horrified, while the Taihao Mountain side was shocked. Some of them were even startled and then ecstatic, such as the Tianguang Peak Lord and others.
It was a familiar face and a familiar figure who had returned after being away for many years.
At the same time, the Saint-level demon puppet of the Purgatory Demon Gate also exploded with terrifying speed. It charged over as if it could shatter the stars. It directly turned into a black and red stream of light, like a violent thunderbolt that could destroy everything in its path. Everywhere it passed, the void collapsed, and the ground was even split open with shocking cracks.
Attack!
The Saint-level demon puppet exploded with all its strength and attacked with all its might. It wanted to kill these two people in one blow and blast them to smithereens in order to intimidate Taihao Mountain and completely cut off all hope of Taihao Mountain. It wanted to completely shatter the hearts and bodies of the sword cultivators of Taihao Mountain.
In the face of this extremely tyrannical black and red lightning with an incomparably dense aura and surging Demonic Qi, Chen Zong's lips curled into a cold smile.
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