Under the joint efforts of the nine cultivators, the Great Path roared incessantly. Above the nine ancient god-like figures, the golden divine halos turned into divine walls that pressed down on the nine people trapped in the middle.
Ning Hua and the others felt suffocated when they saw the divine walls pressing down on them. The Divine Wheels of the Great Path bloomed on their bodies and released the strongest divine might of the Great Path, blasting toward the divine walls. However, the divine walls sealed everything. Even the powerful space-shattering power could not break them.
Rumble … The divine walls turned into a prison and continued to press down on the nine people. At this moment, the onlookers faintly felt that this was the power that the cultivators of the Lost Clan used to protect the Shenyi Continent.
This power could seal the void. If many cultivators joined forces and released it to the extreme, it was possible to cover the boundless space of the continent.
Clang, clang, clang! Ning Hua and the other nine cultivators attacked frantically, but they still could not shake the divine walls. They could only watch as the divine walls pressed down on them and finally stopped not far away from them. However, the nine cultivators were all trapped inside, unable to escape. Their attack power could not break this divine wall prison.
"Do you want to continue?" A heavy figure emerged. The nine cultivators of the Lost Clan outside stood in different positions, surrounded by golden divine light, and their voices shook the void. Ning Hua and the other nine cultivators stopped their attacks and felt a sense of powerlessness. They were all extraordinary geniuses, and their offensive techniques were powerful. However, they could not even break this divine wall. How could they continue fighting?
"I admire you," one of them said. One of them said. He had a new understanding of the strength of the Lost Clan. The powerful battle matrix formed by the nine opponents was not something they could break at all. Even if they were stronger, they would not be able to break through it.
They did not expect that there would be such a group of terrifying and powerful existences on this continent that suddenly appeared.
They were not the only ones who realized it. The onlookers also realized it, and their hearts were slightly shaken.
The cultivators of the Lost Clan were powerful beyond their expectations. This level was already at the top.
Moreover, how many such cultivators did the Lost Clan have?
These nine cultivators seemed to have come out of nowhere. Where were the others?
With a flash of divine light, the nine cultivators withdrew the divine walls. Suddenly, Ning Hua and the other nine cultivators breathed a sigh of relief. The oppressive feeling disappeared. They looked up at the nine cultivators in the sky and were speechless.
They had lost, and they had lost so miserably.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, not much time had passed. Moreover, they did not have the ability to fight back at all. They did not even have the slightest threat to the nine cultivators of the Lost Clan.
They could not help but doubt their own strength. They were also regarded as the top figures of various continents. Why were they defeated so miserably in front of the cultivators of the Lost Clan?
With some frustration, they turned and left, returning to their original positions. The nine cultivators of the Lost Clan were still standing there. Behind them, the elder from the Lost Clan said, "Everyone, don't forget the promise."
This caused the pupils of the nine people to shrink slightly. The losing side would have to send the magical power they had just used to the Lost Clan.
Could it be that he really had to do this?
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If someone continued to challenge them, they would continue to fight.
In the crowd, cultivators from all sides looked in the direction of the nine cultivators. They seemed to be thinking about whether they had the ability to break through the divine walls. The previous nine cultivators were not weak. It was just that these nine cultivators from the Lost Clan were a little stronger.
At this moment, a cultivator walked out. Suddenly, many cultivators showed a strange expression. They all looked at the cultivator who walked out. It turned out to be a cultivator from the Devil World. Moreover, it was the direct disciple of the Devil Emperor, Xiao Mu.
Ye Futian also saw Xiao Mu walk out, and a strange look appeared in his eyes. Xiao Mu cultivated an extremely powerful body-refining method, which was not much weaker than his physique. Moreover, the Nine Slashes of the Heavenly Demon was also astonishingly powerful. He did not know if this level of attack could shake the defense of the nine cultivators of the Lost Clan.
However, the method Xiao Mu cultivated was the method of the Devil World. It might even have been personally passed down by the Devil Emperor. If he used it in this battle, what if he was defeated?
Would he really have to send the method of the Devil Emperor's inheritance to the Lost Clan?
This seemed unlikely, and Xiao Mu could not make the decision. Not only him, but most of the cultivators from the Devil World present could not make the decision. If it was a demonic method passed down by the Devil Emperor, perhaps only the Devil Emperor himself could pass it on. Without the permission of the Devil Emperor, who would dare to do so privately?
It seemed that this Xiao Mu could not fulfill the promise made by the cultivators of the Devil World. If he was defeated, there was no way for him to send the method of cultivation to the Lost Clan.
Under such circumstances, Xiao Mu walked out. He either believed that he would win, or he might have to violate the promise he had made before.
Ye Futian was not the only one who knew this. The other cultivators were also aware of this. In fact, it was not only Xiao Mu who could not fulfill this promise. Many people could not fulfill this promise at all unless they did not use their powerful ultimate methods. But if that was the case, how could they defeat the other party?
The seven cultivators of the Lost Clan were not ordinary characters.
Seeing Xiao Mu walk out, suddenly, in other directions, cultivators stepped out one after another. Each of them was a character with extraordinary temperament, attracting the attention of cultivators from all sides. Several of them had extraordinary identities, and their lineup was far stronger than before.
Although Ye Futian was not familiar with these cultivators who walked out, he could feel the temperament they exuded. He faintly understood that these people were stronger than the previous nine, and their overall strength was much stronger.
After they walked out, they came to the sky and stood in front of the nine cultivators of the Lost Clan. A powerful aura bloomed from them, especially Xiao Mu. His demonic might rolled and roared. Even the other cultivators who walked out with him felt the pressure.
The nine cultivators of the Lost Clan also felt threatened, but their expressions were as usual, without the slightest change. They stood where they were, surrounded by the golden divine light of the Great Path. Golden light curtains spread out, like ripples of the Great Path, toward the nine cultivators who walked out from the other side.
"Everyone, are you ready?" One of them asked loudly, his voice shaking the void. After his voice fell, an astonishing aura erupted from the nine opponents at the same time. In an instant, the demonic might suppressed the world, and demonic shadows appeared, covering the void. Xiao Mu was the first to erupt with his own power!
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