This mass attack was so sudden that even the Black Yin Ancestor was caught off guard. Most fatal of all was Ouyang Changheng's attack.
"Darkness Qilin!"
The furious roar of a Qilin resounded through the heavens. Ouyang Changheng's hair and beard stood on end, his eyes shining with a dazzling light. A massive black Qilin broke through the gap in the Black Yin Ancestor's defense, bursting with destructive energy. Like a comet, it struck the black dragon's chest with the momentum of a thunderbolt.
"Ah!"
The Black Yin Ancestor screamed as he was sent flying by this dreadful attack. This was the first time the Black Yin Ancestor had suffered such a blow since his clash with Ouyang Changheng.
"Bastard!"
The Black Yin Ancestor vomited a mouthful of blood, both shocked and enraged.
Ouyang Changheng's attack had truly infuriated him, but the main culprit was that blue-clothed brat at the base of the mountain.
If not for him, no matter how powerful Ouyang Changheng was, he would never have been able to wound him.
"You bunch of useless trash, why haven't you killed him yet!"
The Black Yin Ancestor's roar resounded through the entire Zhengqi League stronghold. No one could have imagined that the target of his rage was not Ouyang Changheng, but Wang Chong, who had not even participated in the battle. The Black Yin Ancestor's roar caused the experts fighting with the Zhengqi League to notice the blue-clothed youth at the base of the mountain.
At this moment, Wang Chong became the undisputed center of the battlefield, countless gazes focused on him.
Wang Chong was taken aback by this strange atmosphere, but he quickly began to laugh.
Although he had been noticed by everyone, it made it even easier for Wang Chong to make a name for himself in the martial arts world.
At the very least, he had made a name for himself with this battle.
"Kill!"
"Kill that brat!"
In an instant, countless disciples of the Xuanyin Faction roared and rushed toward Wang Chong's position.
If the King of Hell wanted you dead by the third watch, who would dare to keep you alive until the fifth watch!
Any disciple of the Black Yin Sect who the Black Yin Ancestor wanted dead, no matter the price, would have to be killed.
In a split second, the sounds of fighting could be heard from the top of the mountain. The disciples of the Mysterious Yin Faction rushed towards Wang Chong like a tidal wave.
"All Zhengqi League disciples, hear my order! Protect Young Master Qingyang!"
At that moment, a woman's voice suddenly rang out in everyone's ears. Song Youran suddenly gave the order.
The disciples of the Zhengqi League also reacted at this time. Each of them held a long sword in their hands, blocking the disciples of the Black Yin Faction while shrinking the encirclement to protect Wang Chong.
"Protect Young Master Qingyang!"
"Protect Young Master Qingyang!"
"Protect Young Master Qingyang!"
…
A series of shouts resounded throughout the world. The other disciples of the Zhengqi League had also noticed the situation here, and they all headed towards Wang Chong's direction. Clangclangclang! The clash of swords and sabers and the rumbling of Stellar Energy filled the air. The battle was even more intense than it had been in the past.
For the first time, the Zhengqi League and the Black Yin Sect, two major factions of the martial arts world, were fighting over a young man who was neither a member of the Zhengqi League nor the Black Yin Sect.
At some point, Wang Chong had become the focus of the entire battlefield, the crux that would decide the outcome of this battle.
Not even Song Youran, who had brought Wang Chong to the base, had expected this change!
"Heh!"
Wang Chong inwardly smiled at this sight. His aura was weak, and he was at his weakest. Everyone now treated him as that 'Young Master Qingyang' who was born with a flaw and was not very skilled, someone who could be easily slaughtered. Even the Black Yin Ancestor did not seem to doubt his identity.
This provided him with a natural disguise.
"Kan position, Li position! Radiant sun high!
"Qian position, Xun position! Sun and moon rise from the east! "
Wang Chong remained unperturbed, indifferently gazing at the summit as he directed the experts of the Zhengqi League into battle with the Black Yin Ancestor. Many ants could bite an elephant to death. Although the Black Yin Ancestor was powerful, in the face of so many sword attacks from every direction and Ouyang Changheng, he found himself in dire straits.
Under Wang Chong's command, these ordinary experts of the Zhengqi League, who the Black Yin Ancestor normally did not care about, began to encircle him from all sides like invisible steel bars, constantly contracting and trapping him within.
The Black Yin Ancestor was both shocked and infuriated. He had taken advantage of the fact that the experts of the Zhengqi League had left to track down the Origin Immortal Mountain and the Evil Emperor to launch a sneak attack. In his calculations, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to sweep up the stronghold in the rear in one fell swoop.
But to his surprise, even though he had succeeded in his plot against Ouyang Changheng, some inexplicable brat had come along and foiled his plans.
The Black Yin Ancestor had dominated the martial arts world for more than half his life, but no one had ever dared to oppose him like this.
"Reckless thing! Putting aside the Zhengqi League for now, even if this ancestor doesn't kill Ouyang Changheng today, I'll kill you first to serve as a warning to others!"
The Black Yin Ancestor's fury surged, and his desire to kill Wang Chong instantly surpassed that of Ouyang Changheng, making him his primary target. "Boom!" A thick stream of evil energy burst out of the Black Yin Ancestor's dantian like flowing ink.
Just when the Black Yin Ancestor was about to use this secret art that could kill one thousand enemies and eight hundred allies, the situation suddenly changed.
"Luo Qiyin, is this all you've got when this one isn't here? Only finding juniors to deal with! "
At this moment, the sky rumbled as a dignified and majestic voice came from the void.
Before his voice faded away, a golden light suddenly shot out from the bottom of the clouds, instantly illuminating the entire horizon, dyeing the sky like the rosy glow of dawn. In the depths of the clouds, there was a destructive force burning the heavens and the sea, rushing towards the top of the mountain at an extremely fast speed.
"Not good! Song Yuanyi! "
The Black Yin Ancestor, who had been arrogantly trying to kill all the disciples in the rear of the Zhengqi League, was like a mouse that had seen a cat. His entire body paled, and a look of extreme apprehension appeared in his eyes.
"Retreat! Everyone, retreat! Song Yuanyi has returned! Everyone, retreat! "
The Black Yin Ancestor's voice was panicked as he fiercely swung his body, enduring the blows from Ouyang Changheng and the Righteous Alliance disciples. Then, with a burst of Stellar Energy and a cloud of dust, he soared into the air and began to flee.
But even though the Black Dark Great Ancestor reacted quickly, the figure that had suddenly appeared in the air and dropped down from the depths of the sky was even faster. The Black Dark Great Ancestor had barely fled several hundred zhang when that figure caught up with him and crashed into him.
Boom!
With an earth-shattering boom, the terrifying explosion set off a violent gust of wind between heaven and earth. Kaclack! Seven or eight banners of the Taiji Immortal Crane were snapped in two, and countless Righteous Alliance disciples cried out in alarm as they were swept up in the wind and sent flying, together with countless stones and stones.
"Song Yuanyi! Just you wait! This is only the beginning! "
The Black Yin Ancestor's furious roar came from the sky, his entire body transforming into a black blur as he fled. In the sky, that figure did not pursue the Black Yin Ancestor. His body was like a feather as he circled in the air, and then, thump, he landed on the summit of the mountain.
When that person landed, he seemed to weigh tens of thousands of jin. The entire mountain seemed unable to bear his weight and fiercely shuddered.
"It's the Alliance Master of the Zhengqi League!"
"Run!"
When the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect saw the figure that appeared on the top of the mountain, their eyes flickered and their faces revealed expressions of extreme fear. In an instant, everyone turned around and fled into the distance like birds and beasts.
"Kill!"
The moment that person appeared on the summit, all the Zhengqi League disciples became energized and began to pursue the fleeing Black Yin Sect disciples.
At almost the same time, an even louder battle cry came from the west. Hundreds of Zhengqi League experts were charging in this direction.
Each of these Zhengqi League experts was incredibly powerful. At a glance, there were even six or seven experts on Ouyang Changheng's level. The situation was instantly reversed, and a few moments later, the Black Yin Sect was completely routed.
While everyone else was pursuing the fleeing Black Yin Sect disciples, only Wang Chong stood motionless on the mountain. His gaze turned and quickly landed on the white figure that suddenly descended from the sky at the top of the mountain.
"This person … is the Alliance Master of the Zhengqi League?"
Wang Chong raised his head and silently sized up that figure.
This person appeared to be in his forties or fifties, and he wore the snow-white robe of the Zhengqi League, yet he exuded an indescribable might. His face was old-fashioned, his expression solemn, and he did not smile. His eyes shone with a sharp light, giving off an aura of incomparable sharpness.
But what left the deepest impression was the boundless and frenzied energy in his body that seemed capable of tearing apart the heavens and earth.
Anyone would feel a deep reverence in the face of this terrifying energy, which was as vast as the sea.
"What a powerful expert!"
With a single glance, Wang Chong's heart shivered. At the same time, he swiftly concealed his cultivation. Although this was his first time seeing this person, the Alliance Master of the Zhengqi League gave Wang Chong an extremely dangerous feeling, even more so than the Black Yin Ancestor. Moreover, Wang Chong sensed that if the Alliance Master saw through the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art in his body, a fierce battle would immediately ensue.
"Jumping clown!"
At this moment, on the summit, the Alliance Master of the Zhengqi League, Song Yuanyi, stood with his robes flapping in the wind, his body brimming with the aura of a divine Buddha. At this moment, he did not even notice Wang Chong halfway up the mountain. His sharp eyes were extremely cold, and he just locked on the escaping experts of the Xuanyin Sect in the distance.
Swish!
In a flash, Song Yuanyi flicked his right hand. Ten-some streams of Qi from his finger were so dense that they seemed almost tangible, shooting off in every direction like pieces of metal. After shooting out more than three hundred feet, these finger energies suddenly split into two, and then into three. Their speed instantly increased, and they hit the escaping experts of the Black Moon Sect in the distance.
Rumble!
In that instant, there was a series of explosions, accompanied by shocking screams. The Black Moon Sect disciples who were trying to escape were pierced by the finger qi, leaving large holes in their bodies. Their bodies trembled as they fell to the ground. Some of them were even sent tumbling back ten-some zhang.
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