"What do we do, what do we do … There's no way to stop them! Everyone's going to die this time! "
On the summit, a top-class expert of the Zhengqi League raised his head to that massive black dragon, his heart aflame. The situation was dire. In just a few moments, five or six top-class experts of the Zhengqi League had been slain by the Black Yin Ancestor.
Even Elder Ouyang had been injured, let alone the others.
This was the Black Yin Ancestor! Cut the weeds and pull up the roots!
When the Demonic Emperor was still around, he had been able to suppress the Black Yin Ancestor. But now, there were very few people who could suppress him except the alliance lord.
This expert of the Zhengqi League subconsciously turned to Elder Ouyang Changheng, only to discover that Ouyang Changheng's face was even paler and more unsightly than theirs. It seemed like he would collapse at any moment! Ouyang Changheng had done all he could in this battle!
"Young Master Qingyang, could I trouble you to help the elders?"
At this moment, a voice rang out in Wang Chong's ear. At some point, Song Youran had walked up to Wang Chong, her eyes brimming with worry and dissatisfaction, as well as the hope of a drowning person who had just seen a straw to clutch at.
"The Black Yin Ancestor has done all sorts of evil, and the Five Ancestor Alliance is like fire and water with us. He won't let us escape!"
The only person on the battlefield who could intervene in this battle on the summit was' Young Master Qingyang '. He was everyone's only hope!
Whoosh!
The wind howled and the sounds of fighting filled the air. Wang Chong stood with his hands held behind his back, his blue robes flapping in the wind. His eyes flashed as he gazed at the fierce battle between the Black Yin Ancestor and the experts of the Zhengqi League.
Wang Chong had no desire to get too involved in the Zhengqi League. If he wanted to withdraw, now was the best time. Moreover, the Zhengqi League had come for his master, and the Alliance Lord of the Zhengqi League had a grudge with his master, the Evil Emperor. It would be good if more of them died. However …
Wang Chong's gaze quickly fell on the Black Yin Ancestor's black dragon form. If one only looked at its outer appearance, the black dragon that the Black Yin Ancestor had transformed into was majestic and lifelike, almost identical to a real black dragon. Wang Chong could even see the black scales on its body, as well as two long dragon whiskers that danced in the wind …
"But this Black Yin Ancestor isn't anything good either!"
Wang Chong thought to himself.
Back then, it wasn't just the martial artists of the so-called Righteous Path who had besieged Master. There had also been a considerable number of heavyweights and martial artists of the Evil Path, and this Black Yin Ancestor just so happened to be one of them. Master being plotted against, he also had a part in it!
"Alright!"
As this thought flashed through his mind, Wang Chong quickly agreed. With a wave of his green sleeves, he immediately turned around. His feet stirred up a bit of dust as he headed towards the peak of the mountain, where the battle was the most intense and also the most dangerous.
Song Youran suppressed her injuries and followed along with Song Jue. The world was quiet, and Wang Chong stood a hundred-some paces from the summit. Young Master Qingyang's name resounded throughout the world, but Song Youran was not confident that Young Master Qingyang would be able to help the elders.
"This fellow isn't that much weaker!"
As Wang Chong gazed at the black dragon on the summit that had forced back the members of the Zhengqi League, many thoughts flitted through his mind.
The Black Yin Ancestor was different from Black General Impermanence. His martial arts were far too profound and formidable, and it was extremely difficult for an expert of this level to find a flaw in him.
Moreover, the Black Yin Ancestor had transformed into a black dragon, and this form minimized his flaws. Unless Wang Chong revealed his true identity and joined the battle, he would normally find it very difficult to threaten the Black Yin Ancestor.
But for Wang Chong, there was another way to deal with the Black Yin Ancestor: the world of energy!
Buzz!
In a flash, Wang Chong's eyes flashed, and the world around him suddenly changed as he was transported to another dimension. Everything between the heavens and the earth disappeared. Only endless energy could be seen surging between the heavens and the earth.
In Wang Chong's eyes, the Black Yin Ancestor no longer existed. Amidst the endless surging tide of energy, a huge mass of black energy stretched between heaven and earth.
That mass of energy was incomparably berserk and sinister. It was like a black hole, sucking in energy from all directions and surging over.
In Wang Chong's perception, the Black Yin Ancestor was like a bottomless black hole that madly devoured everything around it.
Around him, countless streams of powerful energy surged and clashed with the Black Yin Ancestor's energy ball. But like candlelight in the wind, the black ball of energy flickered and flickered incessantly.
If everything went as expected, the Zhengqi League would soon be utterly defeated.
It's still not enough!
Wang Chong said to himself. He blinked, and the world in his eyes once more changed, becoming even clearer.
This was a transformation that had occurred to Wang Chong after his return from the Battle of Talas. It wasn't just the Evil Emperor and the others who had benefited from witnessing Qutaybah's breakthrough into the Subtle realm. Wang Chong had also benefited greatly. The most obvious improvement was that his perception of the various sources of energy had become much sharper and more precise.
In a flash, everything in Wang Chong's eyes became even clearer, as did the black ball of energy on the summit.
The black ball of evil energy had transformed into the vivid and lifelike form of a dragon. Wang Chong could even see the countless strands of energy flowing back and forth within it. This was an endless cycle.
Even Wang Chong couldn't help but sigh in amazement at the complexity of the black dragon that the Black Yin Ancestor had transformed into. The dragon's head, whiskers, tail, and scales were all formed from Stellar Energy and involved many different aspects. If not for the fact that one's control over Stellar Energy had reached an astonishing level, one would never have been able to successfully use this technique.
In this aspect alone, the Black Yin Ancestor's cultivation far surpassed that of the vast majority of martial arts experts.
But even so, Wang Chong's mind remained calm.
Any martial artist has a weakness, and this Black Yin Ancestor is no exception!
Wang Chong quietly said to himself. His sharp gaze quickly focused on the circulation of energy around the Black Yin Ancestor's body.
The Black Yin Ancestor's energy was like a storm. Though berserk, it was extremely orderly. Even though Wang Chong had entered the world of energy, he had not been able to see any obvious weakness.
Wang Chong was well aware that this sort of supreme martial arts expert was inconceivably skilled and would not be so easy to deal with.
"Young Master Qingyang, how is it?"
Song Youran's anxious voice came from the side.
Wang Chong said nothing, only stared at the summit.
The battle continued, the Black Yin Ancestor's wild laughter echoing through the heavens. More and more Zhengqi League disciples were felled, and the Black Yin Ancestor alone was able to suppress the vast majority of them.
As the winds blew down from the summit, Wang Chong's gaze fell on the Black Yin Ancestor's body, all the transformations of Stellar Energy on his body appearing in Wang Chong's mind.
"Found it!"
After some time, Wang Chong's eyes flashed as he locked onto a certain spot in the Black Yin Ancestor's body.
It was a black speck the size of a fingernail, and the Black Yin Ancestor's evil energy made it almost inconspicuous. It took Wang Chong a very long time to notice it.
This black speck had been hidden deep within the Black Yin Ancestor's body at the start, but as the battle continued and Stellar Energy flowed, it slowly drifted out of his body and onto the surface. An ordinary martial artist would have never noticed such a small change, but in Wang Chong's eyes, it was like a candle flame.
"This is an old injury. The Black Yin Ancestor has been famous for many years, and it seems like he suffered no small number of injuries in his youth. Those injuries have accumulated in his body, and although he has used his monstrous cultivation to resolve the majority of them, he has suffered far too many injuries that not even someone of his cultivation level can resolve them."
Normally, these injuries wouldn't show themselves and wouldn't have much of an effect. But when one encountered a powerful opponent or engaged in an intense battle, when one's Stellar Energy was pushed to the limit, they would immediately show themselves and begin to affect the circulation of Stellar Energy.
The Black Yin Ancestor's cultivation level was simply too high. Ordinary martial artists wouldn't be able to do anything even if they noticed it, but it was a completely different story for Wang Chong.
"Song Youran, hear my order! Have sixteen sword formations come over!"
Wang Chong suddenly said, looking up at the summit.
"Song Jue, pass on my order! Have them all come over!"
Song Youran said without hesitation.
Once the summit could no longer hold, all that awaited them would be defeat and death. Given the Black Yin Ancestor's personality, he would probably slaughter ninety percent of the disciples here.
The battle at the base of the mountain was intense, but the sixteen sword formations Wang Chong had requested quickly arrived. Everyone was waiting for Wang Chong's order, swords drawn and bows bent, the atmosphere extremely tense.
"Everyone, hear my order! The battle on the summit is no trifling matter. We can only support and attack. Without my order, do not engage the Black Yin Ancestor in a direct confrontation! "
Wang Chong sternly said.
Roooar!
Another bestial roar came from the top of the mountain. The Great Ancestor of the Mysterious Dark Sect, who had transformed into a black dragon, slammed down with a huge claw, causing the entire mountain to tremble and dust and gravel to fly into the sky.
"Begin!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong's eyes flashed with light as he gave the order.
According to Wang Chong's orders, the sixteen sword formations were arranged in a zig-zag formation every ten paces as they charged up the mountain.
Bang!
One of the sword formations failed to react in time and was sent flying by the Black Yin Ancestor's energy. But the majority of the Zhengqi League disciples succeeded in reaching the summit.
"Kiiiill!"
With a heaven-shaking roar, the sword formations rapidly approached the Black Yin Ancestor.
"Clowns!"
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