Chapter 1695 - 1484: Abyss City (2)

After being sealed in the Hidden Gate, Spiritual Power became extremely thin, making it exceptionally difficult for the Demon Clan to enhance their strength.

This is also a vital reason why the Demon Clan is eager to break the seal and leave the Hidden Gate.

Helplessly, they can only use Arrays to gather their strength and forcibly break through their level.

But doing so means they will no longer have the possibility of further enhancement, which is the price to pay for forcibly advancing in level.

Before Wang Hui, the Du Xian Sect had already launched several waves of attacks.

Each time, they swiftly retreated after a single strike, aiming to exhaust the Demon Clan's power through a war of attrition.

Despite understanding the Du Xian Sect's intentions, the Demon Clan could only endure silently, as Abyss City is their final natural barrier. Once breached, they will face a hellish life.

However, after one round of attack after another, the Sealing Immortal Array has been pushed beyond its limits, and it might collapse without another attack.

"Puh..."

Haotian abruptly spat out a mouthful of essence blood, his body teetering as if gravely ill, all color drained from his body.

"Young Master...."

A nearby elderly demon with white hair saw Haotian's condition and was deeply worried.

"I'm fine."

Haotian waved his hand, indicating the elder demons not to worry.

Then he turned his gaze towards Wang Hui's direction.

Wang Hui had already recovered from the previous impact, standing arrogantly in place, filled with battle intent as he looked at Haotian and the others.

Wang Hui's body was engulfed in intense battle aura, continuously rising; the previous strike seemed to have no effect, but instead made him stronger.

Wang Hui picked up his meteor hammer, struck his chest a few times, then charged at Haotian and the others with steps like a giant bear awakening from slumber.

Seeing Wang Hui's might, Haotian frowned tightly, his eyes darting as he pondered countermeasures.

"Nine Heavens Meteor Fall!"

With a soft shout.

Wang Hui's whole body assumed a strange posture, bent in a half-bow like an arrow about to be shot, muscles exposed, full of power.

The meteor hammer in his hand had disappeared, transforming into a stream of light rapidly flying towards Haotian and the others.

The meteor hammer rotated continuously in the air, like meteors falling from the Nine Heavens Galaxy, its speed increasing, amplifying its impact strength.

Haotian stared intently at the rapidly spinning meteor hammer, his expression heavy.

"I didn't expect Junior Brother Wang's meteor hammer to be cultivated to the Nine Heavens Meteor Fall stage, truly impressive!"

On the floating ship, Hua Qing couldn't help but secretly praise, speaking to Liu Bai beside him.

"I wonder what Liu thinks?"

Hua Qing squinted at Liu Bai, asking.

"Junior Brother Wang's move surpasses the Earth Immortal Realm; if the Young Master attempts to take it head-on, it will come at a heavy price."

Liu Bai said calmly.

"Oh? What if it were you facing this move?"

Hua Qing looked calmly at Liu Bai, probing softly.

It is known that within the Du Xian Sect, despite Hua Qing being hailed as a once-in-a-century genius, Liu Bai is equally regarded as a once-in-a-century sword prodigy, on par with him.

Although presently Hua Qing could steadily suppress Liu Bai in terms of realm, rumors say once Liu Bai breaks into the Earth Immortal Realm, he would undoubtedly triumph over Hua Qing and replace him.

Hearing these rumors, Hua Qing could not help but feel discomfort.

Liu Bai glanced at Hua Qing suspiciously, then replied leisurely, "If it were me, I'd only need one sword!"

"Hahaha, great!"

Hearing Liu Bai's words, Hua Qing's eyes flashed a hint of viciousness, followed by a loud laugh.

"Young Master this....."

The nine elder demons beside Haotian, seeing the Nine Heavens Meteor Fall, showed faces full of difficulty and worry.

"Sealing Immortal Formation!"

"Young Master, you can't! Your body can no longer withstand such a powerful force!"

"Yes, Young Master, if it comes to it, let me be the formation's pivot!"

Hearing Haotian's words, the surrounding elder demons urged him to reconsider.

They knew that Haotian's True Qi was nearly depleted; forcibly infusing True Qi would not revive his internal energies but instead could lead to his body exploding if he cannot withstand it.

Like a newly sprouted seedling, you cannot force its growth with external materials; it can only grow slowly over time, securing its roots underground, or else it will be vulnerable to the elements.

Similarly, True Qi functions this way; what Haotian needs now is gradual recovery through internal regulation, slowly replenishing his True Qi.

"Do not worry about me, form the array!"

Haotian said resolutely, allowing no objection.

The elder demons saw Haotian's determination and remained silent, showing deep worry in their eyes.

Soon, nine figures stood quickly, the Sealing Immortal Array reformed rapidly.

The nine's power once more poured into Haotian's body like the waters of the Yellow River.

Feeling the sudden surge of power, Haotian spat another mouthful of essence blood, his figure shuddering again.

"Swallowing Heaven Seal!"

Haotian uttered an ancient Sanskrit word, gradually condensing a golden Buddhist seal in the center of his hand.

In an instant, the Buddhist seal formed, emitting a surge of golden light between Haotian's hands.