Chapter 415 - 405: The Mortal Realm Is Defiled Once More

Chapter 415: Chapter 405: The Mortal Realm Is Defiled Once More

And yet, in the end, Qi Xuanxian had died right before his very eyes!

With new rage piled upon old hatred, the Seventh Prince’s black hair streamed wildly behind him as he descended into a frenzy.

He activated his Void Acupoint True Essence, his Lifebound Skill thundering to life as he thrust his trident forward.

A dragon’s roar suddenly echoed from the trident. The Bian Dharma Aspect above his head transformed into a Chi Dragon and charged forth.

The Chi Dragon was immensely powerful, its crystalline scales shimmering. Its body, looking as if it were cast from divine metal, barreled forward to bear down on the Celestial Sword.

A deafening roar exploded outwards, striking countless people dumb.

In that instant, runes and Dao charm ravaged the area like a flood. Blinding light blotted out the sky, raging with terrifying intensity.

The two clashed in person, fighting with wild abandon.

"BANG!"

Fang Yang made his move.

As he raised his hand, arcs of purple lightning danced, bathing the area in brilliant light.

With a low hum, the purple lightning swelled in an instant, becoming a vast ocean of electricity infused with the Divine Thunder of Verdant Wood, the Divine Thunder of Scorching Fire, and the Divine Thunder of Piercing Metal.

The three types of special divine thunder furiously intertwined, transforming into a great black fish of immeasurable length that churned the entire sea of lightning.

Waves of lightning crashed against the heavens. The great black fish leaped up, transforming into a golden Dapeng that soared ninety thousand li into the sky. Exuding a monstrous aura, it dove straight for Xiao Sanxuan.

Xiao Sanxuan’s expression changed. He hurriedly commanded his five Grotto Heavens to counter the attack.

The Vermilion Bird’s wing shattered, the Fire Dragon lost its tail, the Bifang’s beak was destroyed, the Huodou’s leg was mangled, and the Qilin’s head exploded.

"Aaargh!" Xiao Sanxuan roared. Anomalous Flames erupted from his entire body, making it shimmer with a crystalline brilliance. A fierce gale whipped up, and the very heavens and earth began to tremble.

Clusters of Anomalous Flame bloomed across his armor, emitting countless iridescent rays.

Faintly, the chant of the Dao, like the hymns of the gods, shook the nine heavens and resonated in all directions.

After a herculean effort, he finally managed to block the attack, and beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The others watched in horror.

Fang Yang, as the Kunpeng Ancestor, was truly extraordinary.

With just a single, ordinary attack, Fang Yang had forced Xiao Sanxuan to tap into his latent potential.

’If Fang Yang really had a chance to use his full power, who could possibly stop him?’

’Anyone who challenged him would probably die instantly!’

Fang Yang’s eyes gleamed, but he said nothing.

He activated the Magic within him once more. His palm bloomed with brilliant divine light as he unleashed a strike at Zhong Zunyang.

RUMBLE! The hairs on Zhong Zunyang’s body stood on end. He hastily raised his dark, earthy-yellow shield to block the divine might.

For a time, with Fang Yang’s intervention, the situation remained deadlocked.

This situation utterly enraged the Seventh Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

After all, everyone knew that if the stalemate continued, Fang Yang and his third grand army would inevitably be victorious.

......

「Time passed.」

Lightning, Anomalous Flames, divine water, and more crisscrossed the battlefield.

All manner of legendary primordial fiends and ancient gods either reappeared as Dharma Aspects or were recreated through runes, their might shaking the land.

Sure enough, after Fang Yang joined the fray, their side managed to gain a temporary, localized advantage, their defensive line becoming as solid as a rock.

Fang Yang’s presence reassured his allies and drove his enemies to despair.

"Hm?!"

Fang Yang glanced at the White Tiger Demon Lord, who was locked in a standoff with Su Xi.

Then, he gazed into the distant southeast.

That was the direction of the Great River of Holy Spirits!

"BOOM!—BOOM!—BOOM!—"

In the distant sky, dark clouds roiled. War drums shook the heavens and banners snapped in the wind.

Flying warship after flying warship rumbled forward, seeming to crush the sky beneath them. The cold light of steel glinted off iron armor.

Ahead of the warships, nearly ten ancient war chariots led the charge, flashing with a cold metallic luster and exuding a terrifying aura.

Atop one of the ancient bronze war chariots, Cha Mo’s expression was cold as he looked down upon the battlefield.

Cha Mo was here!

Not only that, but he had also brought the First Princess of the Great Xuan Dynasty and her retinue.

They swept through the sky like a black cloud pressing down on the firmament—the very image of a storm about to obliterate a city.

"How did they get here? How could they dare?!" the Mountain Hermit cried out in shock.

The Mountain Hermit couldn’t fathom how the First Princess of the Great Xuan Dynasty and her forces dared to appear here.

If Silver Phoenix’s fourth grand army discovered them, they could join forces with Fang Yang’s third grand army to cut them off from the front and rear. It would be a perfect pincer movement, trapping them completely.

One wrong move and the tide of the entire battle for the [Burying Moon Mountain Dream World Cluster] could turn against them.

And yet, here they were—the First Princess of the Great Xuan Dynasty and her forces!

It wasn’t just the Mountain Hermit who was shocked and enraged; even young Great Saints like the Seventh Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty, Zhong Zunyang, and Xiao Sanxuan were taken aback.

Only the White Tiger Demon Lord seemed secretly pleased.

’Damn it.’ Su Xi gritted her teeth. Her Gourd of Two Poles blazed with power as a water dragon and a fire phoenix roared in the sky above.

’Hold on. We have to hold on.’ Ling He’s gaze was grave and his expression stern. Behind him, a great azure river continuously summoned all kinds of Water Dao Deities.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The worst that can happen is death!" Jiuming’s eyes blazed with murderous intent. He was already prepared to die, thinking, ’Kill one and I break even, kill two and I come out ahead.’

They also didn’t understand how the First Princess of the Great Xuan Dynasty had dared to come, or why Silver Phoenix’s fourth grand army hadn’t spotted them.

But they knew that the tables had turned once again.

It wasn’t just them; even the soldiers and generals within the protective grand formation were filled with despair.

’How could they possibly stand against so many young Great Saints?’

’Could Fang Yang really hold out until the fourth grand army arrived?’

They knew Fang Yang held the noble title of Kunpeng Ancestor, that his aptitude and talent were world-shocking, and that his fame had spread across the Eight Domains.

But at the end of the day, Fang Yang was merely at the Tier Five Advanced realm.

Never mind that he was Tier Five Advanced—even if he were at Tier Five Peak, what difference would it make?

......

’Something’s not right.’

Silver Phoenix’s expression suddenly changed as she realized something.