Of the Holy Zhi Palace's current lineup, Yuan Hong wielded the Great Heavenly Battle Matrix and the Infinite Ruler. His offensive prowess should be the strongest below the Saint Plane.
Furthermore, Yuan Hong attacked in anger. He did not hold back at all in order to avenge Taihang Mountain. In an instant, many cultivators from Zhisheng Cliffs were killed on the spot.
"Get into formation." Ge Feng did not forget to shout as he fought Qin Zhuang's group. Back then, Qin Zhuang's group had been unstoppable with their divine swords. Although they no longer had their swords, they were still able to deal with Ge Feng, who wielded a divine implement.
The Sage Plane cultivators of Zhisheng Cliffs flashed and moved. They did not panic and got into formation.
"Roar …" Yuan Hong roared at the sky, and the Golden Demon Ape's body grew even larger. It stomped on the ground, causing the space around it to tremble. It raised the incredibly huge Infinite Ruler with both hands, and the Infinite Ruler continued to expand, turning into an endless giant ruler. While Yuan Hong was not versed in infinite rules, the Infinite Great Path within the Infinite Ruler itself was imbued with infinite Great Path, allowing it to amplify attacks to become infinite and limitless.
The cultivators of Zhisheng Cliffs felt the sky cover the sun. Endless ruler shadows fell from the sky like doomsday. Even top-notch sages with divine implements would not be able to block such an attack.
A shocking rumble was heard. Another group of cultivators were annihilated by the ruler shadows.
In the distance, at the top of a cliff in Zhisheng Cliffs, a group of cultivators gathered together and got into formation. The one at the front was an elder with white hair and a white beard. He was a cultivator of the older generation who had trained hard in Zhisheng Cliffs for many years. Because he failed to break into the Saint Plane many times, he finally gave up and isolated himself in Zhisheng Cliffs. Although he did not enter the Sage and Saint Ranking, he was not much weaker than the cultivators at the bottom of the Sage and Saint Ranking.
Brilliant light shone from the center of his brow, and unparalleled Spiritual Energy emanated from it. There was a Spiritual Elemental Saint item hidden in the center of his brow, and it was a sacred treasure of Zhisheng Cliffs. At that moment, the mighty ones standing behind him all channeled their Spiritual Energy towards the center of the white-haired old man's brow. Suddenly, a shocking aura formed in the surroundings, and the pressure shrouded Zhisheng Cliffs.
The mountains were dislocated, and the boulders on the surface shifted. Endless rocks extended, blocking the buildings and palaces below Zhisheng Cliffs, sealing them underground. At that moment, all the sages were fighting, and the nobles were unable to participate at all. He isolated the entire area below Zhisheng Cliffs from the battlefield, ensuring their safety.
"Earthvein Protection!" That overbearing aura was unparalleled. Yuan Hong glanced in that direction and stepped forward. At the same time, terrifying monsters appeared in the sky. There were black dragons roaring, giant pythons breathing black mist, and black turtles freezing the heavens and earth. Many top-notch monsters appeared on the battlefield.
This time, Ye Futian had not only led the mighty ones from the Holy Zhi Palace here, but he had also brought along a powerful demonic beast army.
The Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State had top-notch figures who were adept at taming beasts.
"Connections." The white-haired elder shouted again. Stone men clad in rock armor appeared one after another, guarding all corners of Zhisheng Cliffs.
Boom. The heavens and earth shook. Yuan Hong stepped forward, trampling everything in his way.
Seeing that Yuan Hong was approaching with the Heavenly Battle Matrix, the white-haired elder pushed his Spiritual Will power to the limit. A terrifying storm whipped up in the sky. Divine light flashed, and a huge figure appeared under the storm. It was as if it had been summoned from the heavens, like a god.
"Heavenly Vein Protection." The white-haired elder's voice trembled, as if he had used up a terrifying amount of energy. The figure that was summoned shone with extremely dazzling light, like true holy light.
Suddenly, the white-haired elder's eyes became extremely demonic. Suddenly, the summoned Heavenly Vein Protection opened its eyes as well, looking extremely demonic.
He extended his hand behind him, and suddenly, a dazzling light shone from Zhisheng Cliffs, landing in the palm of the Heavenly Vein Protection. It was a divine hammer, and terrifying holy light burst from it.
"What a powerful aura." Ye Futian glanced at the mountain-like Heavenly Vein Protection and the divine hammer. Zhisheng Cliffs was the number one place of lineage in Yu State, so they were naturally not weak. Even if they were not as strong as the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, Ye Futian still did not underestimate them. As such, he not only had Douzhan lead the top figures from the Barren State to join him, but he had also mobilized the demonic beast army.
Otherwise, it would not have been so easy to take down Zhisheng Cliffs.
Saints were not difficult, but he had never thought of letting the Village Chief participate in the slaughter. If he had done that, Emperor Xia might have given the order and the Nine States would be thrown into chaos. Saints would have acted at will, and that would have been a true disaster for the Barren State.
Of course, while Zhisheng Cliffs was not weak, the Holy Zhi Palace was not the same as it was in the past. After the Sacred War broke out, many of the Barren Sky Ranking's figures in the Barren State had entered the Holy Zhi Palace to cultivate and comprehend in the Sage Hall. Zhisheng Cliffs had not had time to gather the top forces of Yu State to participate in this battle.
As such, they had to win this battle.
At that moment, the summoned Heavenly Guardian held a divine implement and smashed it at Yuan Hong. Lightning from the Nine Heavens rained down from the sky along with the divine implement hammer. The might of the great path rained down, intending to crush everything.
Yuan Hong did not dodge. The Golden Great Ape stood tall like a mountain, and the might of the battle matrix coursed through his body in a frenzy. His burly body drew a dazzling arc in the air as he swung the Infinite Ruler at the divine hammer.
The two divine implements clashed madly in the air. Boundless light of catastrophe rained down from the sky, as if there was a light that could destroy the world sweeping through the entire Zhisheng Cliffs. The ground within hundreds of miles of the garden trembled.
Outside Zhisheng Cliffs, there were some who came on a pilgrimage who saw the battle above Zhisheng Cliffs and were shocked.
They had never seen such a terrifying battle, and they never thought that someone would come to Zhisheng Cliffs.
Those were the mighty ones from the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State.
It was rumored that Zhisheng Cliffs had invaded the Barren State back then, and now they were back, descending with force.
Zhisheng Cliffs, the holy land of the Yu State, was facing a crisis of life and death.
The Sword Saint stepped forward next to Ye Futian on the battlefield, and the demonic blade appeared in his hand. In an instant, terrifying demonic aura flowed madly between heaven and earth, turning into endless demonic blade will that swept in all directions. The demonic will flowed madly into the Sword Saint's body.
At that moment, the Sword Saint's body seemed to be transforming. His peaceful figure became extremely domineering, and his eyes shone with dark demonic light. His entire person seemed to have been demonized. His body, at that moment, melded with the demonic blade and the demonic power between heaven and earth.
In the battle of the Holy Zhi Palace, he had used the demonic blade to fight against Kong Yao. Now, the Sword Saint had entered the Sage Plane, and when the demonic blade was used, the pressure was even stronger than before.
The blade seemed to be howling, and killing will swept out from it. With the Sword Saint at the center, the world seemed to have turned into a world of darkness, devoid of life.
Even though he had entered the Sage Plane, when the demonic blade was used, the Sword Saint still felt that he was not the one controlling the blade, but the blade was controlling him.
Entering that artistic conception, the Sword Saint at that moment was like a demon god.
Finally, the dark light flowed above Zhisheng Cliffs, and then a dark blade of light came down from the sky, like the blade of a demon god. With just one strike, the space before the Sword Saint seemed to have been broken, and the cultivators of Zhisheng Cliffs were cut in half and killed.
Many cultivators looked at the scene before them in shock, and their hearts trembled. What a terrifying blade technique.
One Humanoid Guardian after another flashed, wanting to stop the Sword Saint, but the Sword Saint continued to move forward, and his demon-like body was surrounded by towering blade will.
There were no fancy moves, and yet another strike was sent out, cutting through the air.
The powerful Humanoid Guardian was cut in half at the waist, and then shattered into nothingness. This caused countless cultivators of Zhisheng Cliffs to tremble, and they truly felt the fear of death.
Real war was never about numbers. In the world of cultivators, the pinnacle of combat power was enough to fight against an army of thousands. Otherwise, the rules of the Sacred War set by Emperor Xia would not have restricted saints from fighting. When saints appeared, anyone below the Saint Plane would be turned into hell, and no one would be able to survive.
It was obvious that the Sword Saint was at the pinnacle of the Sage Plane. With his blade, no one could stop him.
Other than the battle matrix, perhaps Ge Feng and Nie Yan, who had divine implements, could stop him, but at that moment, both of them were fighting, and they had no time to be distracted.
And Kong Yao, the number one person below the saints of Zhisheng Cliffs, was not in Zhisheng Cliffs today.
"Eldest Brother is stronger than before," Ye Futian looked at the Sword Saint. Back in the battle at the Holy Zhi Palace, it was the first time he saw the Sword Saint use the demonic blade. At that time, the Sword Saint seemed to have been swallowed by the blade, and it was difficult to control. After a few years, the Sword Saint had become stronger, and he had gone to the outside world to train. Although he still could not completely control the demonic blade, he was much more proficient than before.
Chaos broke out in Zhisheng Cliffs. The Heavenly Guardian summoned by the white-haired elder was extremely powerful, and it clashed with Yuan Hong in a frenzy. Every attack seemed to shatter the heavens and the earth.
Ge Feng was intercepted by Qin Zhuang and nine other mighty ones. The battle between the two sides was extremely dangerous, and the slightest carelessness could lead to eternal damnation.
Nie Yan, the other mighty one on the Sage and Saint Ranking, had the Lord of the Ice Temple, Yun Shang, and Huang Xi to deal with him, so he would not be suppressed.
Other than that, You Chi, Zhuge Qingfeng, and other mighty ones had all charged into the crowd, as well as many monsters.
The entire Zhisheng Cliffs was in a fierce battle.
Outside the battlefield, there was still a group of mighty ones from Zhisheng Cliffs who had not made a move. They were all of the older generation of Zhisheng Cliffs, and they were hidden at the side, their eyes fixed on Ye Futian.
Ye Futian naturally felt that these people were very strong. They did not participate in the battle, and their goal was obvious. They wanted to find an opportunity to deal with him. They wanted to take down the Palace Lord of the Holy Zhi Palace first, and the battle would naturally end.
Even when they saw with their own eyes that the mighty ones from Zhisheng Cliffs were at an absolute disadvantage and were falling one after another, they did not move at all and had no intention of interfering.
Ye Futian, however, did not seem to see it. He sat cross-legged in the air, and at that moment, the Guqin Spirit appeared before him. He lowered his head slightly and played the guqin with both hands. Suddenly, guqin music sounded in the battlefield.
It was an extremely impassioned but also somewhat sorrowful tune. Under the music, everyone could vaguely feel the setting sun as red as blood, and the world was filled with a murderous intent. The intent seemed to have melded into the battlefield, becoming a part of it.
Ye Futian's fingers plucked the strings, recalling everything that had happened in Crouching Dragon Mountain, Taihang Mountain, and outside the Holy Zhi Palace all those years ago. These thoughts seemed to have melded into the intent of the guqin music, causing Yuan Hong, the Sword Demon, and the others' attacks to become more and more aggressive. They also recalled everything that had happened all those years ago.
Today, Zhisheng Cliffs would pay for what they had done all those years ago, and it was a debt of blood.
Since the three holy lands wanted to join forces to destroy the Holy Zhi Palace, then they would have to pay the price in blood!
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