The Sacred General of Tian and King Tiandao fought fiercely. King Tiandao was the king of the Dali Army and was considered the leader of the Four Kings. He commanded the Army of the West.
The Sacred General of Tian was the commander of the First Army of Emperor Xia's Realm. Both of them were extremely domineering and awe-inspiring people. The moment the battle broke out, it was earth-shattering.
The air seemed to be shaking and shattering.
Yan Yuan looked up at the battlefield between the two and knew that the Sacred General of Tian intended to hold back the top figures of Dali for them.
"Second brother, protect Feixue." Yan Yuan turned around and looked at Nan Zhai. Nan Zhai nodded, and Yan Yuan took a step forward, heading into the distance. Mu Chunyang followed closely behind, sword in hand.
One was a Nirvana Saint who had broken through to the next plane, and the other was an Unblemished Saint. The pressure released from both of them was extremely powerful.
However, there was already an army of saints surrounding them, sealing off the area.
An Eight Trigrams Sky Locking Diagram appeared in the sky. The golden chains of the Eight Trigrams locked down the sky. There was a clattering sound as the chains swept across the sky towards Yan Yuan and the others.
Boom, boom, boom! In an instant, Yan Yuan's body seemed to be bound by countless chains. However, brilliant patterns of the Great Path shone around Yan Yuan's body. His body, which had stepped into the Nirvana Plane, was incomparably dazzling. He clenched his fist and pulled the chains of the Great Path. A destructive force swept out from his body, and the endless chains collapsed and shattered.
He stepped into the air and headed for the Eight Trigrams. Was he going to use the matrix that his master had taught him against him?
He pointed his finger at the sky. His body was like a bolt of lightning, descending below the Eight Trigrams Sky Locking Diagram in an instant.
His finger fell, and countless cracks appeared on the Eight Trigrams Sky Locking Diagram that sealed off the sky. The cracks spread in all directions. The Yin and Yang Fishes seemed to be swimming, and then they collapsed. The matrix was shattered in the sky, and many cultivators were knocked back.
Many cultivators of the Saint Plane were in the sky. Their might bloomed and swept towards Yan Yuan and the others. When Yan Yuan stepped forward, his eyes swept over the crowd and said, "My master was once the Imperial Advisor of Dali. I am also a man of Dali. Some of you have even cultivated in Dali Academy. I do not want to kill. Make way."
"Boom." As his voice rang out, he took a step forward, causing the void to tremble.
Swords of the Great Path whistled around him as if they could pierce through the air at any moment.
Many cultivators had sensed Yan Yuan's Noble Spirit and were already thinking of retreating.
As Yan Yuan had said, they were all from the Dali Dynasty. Some of them had even cultivated in the Dali Academy and received Yan Yuan's teachings.
There were also many cultivators who had been taught by the Imperial Advisor and had always admired the Imperial Advisor of the Dali Dynasty. Who would want the Imperial Advisor to be imprisoned unless they had no other choice? He hoped to kill Yan Yuan.
"The Imperial Advisor's Residence has betrayed Emperor Xia's Realm and is ready to leave with Emperor Xia. In the distant void, King Tiandao, who was fighting with the Sacred General of Tian, shouted. Suddenly, some people who had wavered moved forward again.
Of course, there were also quite a number of people who stood at the back, unable to do anything to the people from the Grand Tutor's Residence.
They all knew very well that even though it was a fact that the Imperial Advisor had betrayed His Majesty's orders, the Imperial Advisor would never have colluded with the people of Emperor Xia's Realm to betray Dali. Who was the Imperial Advisor of Dali? There was no way he would have been such an unjust person. There was probably a reason that no one knew.
Countless people could only sigh.
Many cultivators launched attacks at Yan Yuan at the same time. Yan Yuan raised his head and glanced at the void sky. The figures of the Saint Plane all appeared in his mind. He walked in the void sky, speechless. Those destructive attacks were not only aimed at him, but also at Feixue and the others. They showed no mercy at all.
Yan Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of struggle, but then they became clear again, looking at those faces.
Everyone had their own standpoint and decision, and it was even more so for saints. Since they had already made up their minds, there was no need to hesitate.
Thinking of this, an extremely overbearing aura pressed down on the world, shrouding the boundless space.
In just an instant, many saints felt that they were shrouded in a wonderful artistic conception. They seemed to see a boundless and huge pattern of the Great Path, enveloping them all. Endless ancient characters floated around, and their holy wills were all shrouded in it. They wanted to struggle, but it seemed that they could not break free.
The dazzling pattern seemed to have brought them into a space of will. It was illusory. Yan Yuan stood alone in the middle of the pattern of the Great Path, looking around at everyone. Huge ancient characters flew out one after another.
Qian, Kun, Li, Kan … Every single one of these ancient characters contained an extremely formidable force as they flew out.
"Cut," Yan Yuan said. Yan Yuan uttered. The ancient character blasted into everyone's minds in an instant. Up in the sky, there were saints whose wills were severed by the sword will. Traces of blood appeared at the center of their brows. Their eyes were wide open as they stared at Yan Yuan below.
There were also cultivators whose will was directly shattered. They only felt a violent roar in their heads, and then they lost consciousness. Their bodies fell from the sky.
At the same time, in the void, saints perished one after another, falling from the sky. Everyone who saw this scene from afar was shocked.
Those people were all Saint State experts. Yet, they were killed in an instant.
Was this Yan Yuan, who had broken through to the Nirvana Plane?
The chief disciple of the Imperial Advisor of Dali. Emperor Li had said that he could directly inherit the position of Imperial Advisor of Dali.
However, he wanted to leave.
What happened between Dali and the Imperial Advisor's Residence?
Countless people sighed with regret. No matter what, Dali would no longer have the Imperial Advisor and the Imperial Advisor's Residence.
This would be a great loss for the Dali Dynasty. Emperor Li knew that, so he still wanted to give the Imperial Advisor a chance, but the Imperial Advisor did not want it. After Emperor Li took the Imperial Advisor, he still wanted to use Yan Yuan and the others. That was why he allowed Feixue to marry into the royal palace and become Li Zhen's wife.
But even so, it still could not keep their hearts.
There was a crack in their hearts, and it could no longer be repaired. There was no turning back.
Yan Yuan and the people of the Imperial Advisor's Residence had no choice but to go on.
At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, King Tiandao's army bypassed Yan Yuan and attacked Mu Chunyang and Nan Zhai. Judging from their formation, it seemed that they wanted to break through Nan Zhai's defense and take down Feixue.
They all understood that if they took the Imperial Advisor's daughter, even if the people of the Imperial Advisor's Residence could leave, they would not be able to.
Mu Chunyang's blade was extremely overbearing. When the blade was unleashed, heaven and earth were split open. Streaks of blade will seemed to have split the ages. Several saints were caught in the storm and killed.
But at the same time, there were several extremely powerful saints. Unblemished Saints intercepted Mu Chunyang, separating him from the battlefield of Nan Zhai, Lu Chuan, and Feixue.
At this moment, an Unblemished Saint led many Saints toward where Fei Xue and the other two were, vaguely surrounding them. It was extremely dangerous.
Nan Zhai was at the front, while Feixue and Lu Chuan stood behind him. In the face of such a situation, Nan Zhai looked extremely calm. There was nothing out of the ordinary. Yan Yuan and Mu Chunyang were still fighting to clear the way.
"Even if the Great Teacher has entered Holiness of Nirvana, he will not be able to leave at will." An Unblemished Saint said. He raised his hand and grabbed at the void. Suddenly, a holy dragon came down from the sky, baring its fangs and claws, intending to kill Nan Zhai and the others.
That person emanated majestic might, and his bearing was noble. It was apparent that he was born in the royal family of Dali, and was a member of the royal family.
That holy golden dragon circled above Nan Zhai's head, emanating intense might. It roared and dived down.
Nan Zhai looked at the void plainly. He waved his hand and a huge painting was unfurled in the sky. The painting spread between heaven and earth, and an extremely holy might burst from it. The will of the great path was gathered, making it look like a divine implement of immense power.
Countless dazzling patterns shone in the painting at the same time. A huge ancient tree bloomed, and countless vines grew in an instant, curling up into the sky and shrouding the sky.
The dragon dived down and was sucked in by the countless vines and leaves in an instant, being devoured bit by bit.
Many looked down in shock and saw Nan Zhai standing on the ancient tree in the painting, with Feixue and Lu Chuan behind him. The three mighty ones seemed to be figures in the painting, and it was extremely mystical.
What was even more shocking was that the moment Nan Zhai entered the painting, a boundlessly powerful will of the great path swept out. The huge painting continued to expand. Nan Zhai entered the painting, and his aura became one with the painting, climbing madly, breaking the shackles of the Saint of True Self and entering the Unblemished Plane.
He even continued to grow after entering the Unblemished Plane, reaching the pinnacle of the Unblemished Plane.
"How could he be so powerful?" Everyone looked at the scene in shock. Everyone in Dali knew that among the imperial advisor's students, the eldest student, Yan Yuan, was the most powerful, while the second student, Nan Zhai, was easygoing and aloof. He loved to paint, and he was usually playful and casual. However, his training was not all that powerful, and he was only a Saint of True Self. He was even weaker than his younger brother, Mu Chunyang.
However, at that moment, who would dare to say that the imperial advisor's second student, Nan Zhai, was weaker than Mu Chunyang?
Even Yan Yuan before entering the Nirvana Plane might not have been as powerful as the aura emanating from Nan Zhai at that moment.
"The Way of Painting." Everyone's hearts trembled, knowing that they had underestimated Nan Zhai's powers. His training seemed to be only at the Saint of True Self, yet his paintings seemed to be more powerful than he was.
His training rose rapidly as he entered the painting.
That Unblemished Saint looked cold. He stepped forward and led the other saints to attack at the same time, intending to crush the vines of the ancient tree.
The painting continued to expand until it covered the sky. Soon, those saints found that they seemed to have become people in the painting, entering the painting, entering the path of Nan Zhai.
Many of them realized that something was amiss and wanted to flee, but it was too late.
Rustling sounds were heard as the painting swept across the place, engulfing everyone within. The vines of the ancient tree devoured the saints, as well as sword aura and many other killing powers burst from the painting. At that moment, it seemed that Nan Zhai was not the one being surrounded.
He was the one being surrounded by all those mighty ones!
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