Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1668: Chapter 897: Wanxing and Gang Sha Both Fall

Ancestral Divine Land, Red Moon Cave Heaven.

Li Changxue, holding the Taia Sword, gracefully arrived above the cave heaven. With a sweep of her eyes, she instantly took in the entire situation.

Looking at Zhao San Yue, whose face was full of wrinkles and appeared lifeless, a hint of surprise flashed in Li Changxue’s eyes. Then, without hesitation, she waved her right hand, and the Taia Sword instantly transformed into a sky-shaking sword rainbow, slashing fiercely toward the Candle Dragon below.

In a fraction of an instant, the sword rainbow split into two, two into four, four into eight…

Eight dazzling sword rainbows pierced through the void, instantly plunging into the violently struggling darkness, precisely nailing the center of the Candle Dragon’s head.

In an instant, the large mass of darkness suddenly became still, and the Candle Dragon was forced back from its shadow state to its original form, twisting its huge dragon body like a black jiao python. However, its head was nailed firmly in the void, unable to move at all!

The Taia Sword is the divine symbol of the Weiyang Divine Dynasty. It not only bears the weight of the nation but also embodies the power of the Human Dao. Therefore, this sword is extremely heavy, and only an emperor can lift it!

The Candle Dragon, already “torn to pieces,” was now suppressed by the Taia Sword. Despite its boundless mana, it couldn’t break free from the restraints.

Seeing the Candle Dragon successfully suppressed, the great stone in Zhao San Yue’s heart instantly fell to the ground, and excitement unconsciously appeared in her eyes.

She let out a long sigh of relief and quickly flew to Li Changxue’s side, suddenly bowing deeply, and gratefully said, “Thank you, Ancestor Master Uncle, for your timely intervention to save us. Yue’er is immensely grateful! If by chance the Zhao Family can survive this—”

Before she could finish her sentence, Li Changxue interrupted, “Little Yue, there’s no need for such formalities. This being has had a friendship with Senior Brother Zhao for hundreds of thousands of years. Moreover, Senior Brother Zhao has saved my life multiple times before. This time, my intervention is to repay the great kindness of my senior brother.”

Upon hearing these words, Zhao San Yue felt even more reverence for her ancestor, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart.

She was about to speak when an expression of extreme joy suddenly appeared on her face.

The next second, a portal appeared abruptly in the void, and the imposing Zhao Xuanjing walked out of it, holding a “Pure White Light Ball” the size of a fist in his hand.

The “Light Ball” was exceptionally heavy, and the surrounding area showed obvious distortion, as if influenced by some force.

This is Chongyue Cave Heaven!

Upon entering the cave heaven, Zhao Xuanjing quickly saw Zhao San Yue and Li Changxue, as well as the eight-headed Candle Dragon suppressed by the Taia Sword.

Without a word, a small Xuanhu Mountain flew out from beneath his sleeve.

The Xuanhu Mountain plummeted downward, suddenly splitting into eight identical peaks, pressing heavily onto the eight-headed Candle Dragon.

The weight of the Xuanhu Mountain is by no means inferior to the Taia Sword!

Now even better, the Candle Dragon was once again suppressed, utterly erasing its last hope of escape.

As the ancients said: “When the house leaks, it rains overnight!”

The miserable fate of the Candle Dragon was far from over.

Within just three breaths of Zhao Xuanjing’s action, another change occurred!

Ah!

Suddenly, Zhao Xuanjing, Zhao San Yue, and Li Changxue simultaneously sensed a violent and twisted wave of intent.

In the next moment, an unbearably shrill scream, filled with terror and despair as if witnessing something unimaginable, echoed in the minds of all three.

They all looked downward together, just in time to see the eight-headed Candle Dragon suddenly collapse, and the darkness vanish abruptly.

As the eight-headed Candle Dragon disintegrated into large clusters of gray light, a silver-white mask suddenly appeared from within one of the Candle Dragon’s bodies.

The surface of the Silver White Treasure cracked open with countless fissures, which soon spread across the entire treasure.

With a muffled crack, the Candle Dragon Treasure abruptly shattered into countless fragments, subsequently transforming into silver-white flowing light, falling to the earth below.

Immediately afterward, an old man with hair as red as blood and rolling white eyes emerged from the gray light, instantly falling into Zhao Xuanjing, Zhao San Yue, and Li Changxue’s sight.

…

Time turned back a little!

In the Desolate Wall Settlement, countless miles underground, Zhao Sheng hid at the end of a passage, secretly observing the fierce battle below.

At this moment, this earth-shattering battle was evidently nearing its end.

Just over a hundred breaths ago, the Divine Beast Envoy, led by Bai Ze, suddenly broke free from their opponents and plunged into the gray-white mist.

For a moment, the momentum of the gray mist surged fiercely, as if about to counterattack the starlight!

But the good times didn’t last long. After merely one breath, the Gangsha Star Lords seemed to be summoned by something and immediately transformed into meteors, flying into that brilliant starlight.

The starlight instantly expanded several times, suppressing the overwhelming gray mist.

After a hundred breaths, the gray mist and starlight strangely began to merge, and an indescribable but all-pervading cosmic pressure emanated from there, forcing Zhao Sheng to retreat several thousand miles.

Witnessing this scene, Zhao Sheng suddenly realized that the opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

With this thought in mind, Zhao Sheng unhesitatingly retrieved a gray bone box from his bosom and tossed it into the air.

Immediately after, the blood-colored sealing talisman on the surface of the bone box fluttered upward, quickly flying back into the sleeve of Zhao Sheng.

With a crisp snap, the lid of the bone box sprang open on its own, a faint eerie glow emanating from within, as a cluster of bizarre demon shadows crawled along the walls of the box.

Upon witnessing this scene, Zhao Sheng dared not hesitate, instantly chanting the ancient and desolate spell, simultaneously releasing his Will Heart Light to envelop the bone box suspended mid-air.

“…丯鶱亇裒炑丱沵…”

As the incantation echoed through the passage, a crystalline arrow, over six inches long and thumb-thick, slowly rose from within the bone box, its surface covered in mysterious patterns.

The arrowhead was pitch black, constantly morphing into various eerie demon shadows.

Upon the arrow’s emergence into the world, Zhao Sheng’s mind was suddenly filled with a series of strange, inexplicable whispers and murmurs, growing increasingly clearer and louder.

In a flash, the sound became deafening, causing his Primordial Spirit to tremble faintly.

Zhao Sheng’s heart tightened, his chant quickened furiously, and his Will Heart Light was frenetically devoured by this arrow, as if confronted by an exceedingly greedy Taotie.

One breath,

Two breaths,

Three breaths later, the Filthy Immortal Arrow had already transformed into a fiercely twisted dark demon shadow.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng’s eyes shone brightly, suddenly casting out a blood-colored talisman, shouting loudly: “Filthy Immortal Arrow, go!”

In the instant the blood-colored talisman fell into the demon shadow, the Filthy Immortal Arrow vanished instantly, so fast that Zhao Sheng could not trace its path.

The next moment, inexplicably, the central mist of light below the cavern was tinged with black.

The blackness spread outward like a plague, rapidly infecting the mist of light.

Mysterious and bizarre demon shadows emerged from within the mist, continuously breeding more peculiar oddities.

Simultaneously, the unimaginable mighty pressure suddenly weakened inconceivably.

At this moment, a formidable and unbelievable wave of will materialized out of thin air, sweeping across countless miles of space-time.

Zhao Sheng bore the brunt of it, his body struck as if by lightning, not only was his Will Heart Light shattered, but even his Primordial Spirit was nearly jolted out of his body.

Fortunately, the will wave lasted less than one-percent of a moment, abruptly dissipating.

One breath before, within the vast boundless Divine Sea Space, the Gangsha Immortal Monarch had transformed into a colossal Dragon Whale, ravenously devouring an odd beast with thirty-six heads, neither dragon nor python.

The beast was the true form of the Old Ghost Wan Xing, now mostly engulfed in the Dragon Whale’s maw.

The Old Ghost Wan Xing, unwilling to be absorbed by his nemesis, furiously bit at the Dragon Whale with his remaining thirty-six beast heads, striving to reverse his tragic fate.

Unfortunately, everything was already too late!

Just as the Gangsha Immortal Monarch thrilled with excitement, believing the outcome determined, a shadow suddenly flew out from the void depths.

The shadow swooped onto the Old Ghost Wan Xing with unimaginable speed, effortlessly piercing into its body.

The next moment, the thirty-six Divine Beast heads bellowed in unison, their roars filled with indescribable fear and despair.

Once the roar ceased, the beast form of the Old Ghost Wan Xing abruptly exploded, countless eerie demon shadows flew out from within, swiftly contaminating all fragments.

The Gangsha Immortal Monarch’s previously excited and elated mood turned irrepressibly panicked.

“Impossible! No… no, no, I don’t want — aah!”

Almost simultaneously, countless demon shadows pounced onto the Dragon Whale, instantaneously dyeing it into a cluster of bizarre blackness.

The Ruined Immortal was inherently neither alive nor dead, an anomaly rejected by the world, utterly powerless against these Outer Universe Demons.

In other words, the Outer Universe Demons were the absolute nemesis of the Ruined Immortals!

After the demon shadows contaminated both Wan Xing and Gangsha Immortals, more demons rapidly spawned and divided, beginning to corrupt the vast boundless Divine Sea.

The Divine Sea was the origin of the Divine Souls for Wan Xing and Gangsha, completely corrupted by Outer Universe Demons meant their utter “demise”.

When Wan Xing and Gangsha successively fell, their manifestation turned into a mist of light, instantly becoming the nesting ground for innumerable Outer Universe Demons.

Zhao Sheng watched helplessly as countless demon shadows emerged from the mist of light, swiftly radiating in all directions, seemingly endless.

After merely a few breaths, the eerie demon shadows exceeded tens of millions, swallowing up cave heavens within the Gui Xu Square one by one, soon turning into new demon nests.

Soon enough, billions of demon shadows coalesced into a monstrous entity with a thousand heads and wings, suddenly flying towards the passage.

Witnessing this, Zhao Sheng dared not linger further, promptly deciding to return to the Lower Realm.

In the next instant, his figure flickered, vanishing out of sight.

An instant later, his figure flickered, vanishing out of sight.