201: Gengxin Sword Tomb, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ruins

Boom—!

True Lord Hanyue's massive palm, carrying immense power, slammed onto the light shield. The swirling blade lights were instantly twisted, and ripples spread across the surface of the light shield, as if it could shatter at any moment.

True Lord Zilin's ice cones fell like a dense rain, each carrying a bone-chilling cold. They struck the blade lights, forming thin ice crystals that continuously eroded the Geng Metal power of the Formation.

True Lord Fengtian's myriad wind blades, on the other hand, spun rapidly around the light shield, emitting sharp whistles, specifically attacking the joints of the Formation patterns in an attempt to tear open a gap.

Crack...

With a crisp sound, tiny cracks began to appear on the light shield, spreading like a spiderweb.

Deng Qi's face turned pale, and his knuckles, gripping the hilt of his sword, whitened from the effort—the Formation was connected to his mind, and each impact was like a heavy hammer striking his Sea of Consciousness. His Qi and blood churned, and a trace of fresh blood already spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"You think a mere fourth-grade Formation can stop three Nascent Souls?" True Lord Hanyue laughed wildly, his palm print growing heavier. "Break for me!"

Just as the cracks on the light shield were about to spread across the entire dome, a determined light suddenly burst forth from Deng Qi's eyes.

He abruptly looked up, his long hair moving without wind, and the surging Geng Metal spiritual power around him was no longer confined to the Formation, but transformed into a sky full of golden radiance, shooting straight into the sky!

"Domain—Gengxin Sword Tomb · Ten Thousand Peaks to Ruin!"

As he let out a long roar, the entire sky seemed to turn into an ocean of swords.

Countless spiritual sword phantoms of various forms emerged from the Void Realm: ancient bronze swords, sharp daggers, and even heavy greatswords. They carried a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, and instantly fused with the Ten Thousand Blades Returning to Ruins Formation below!

The original light shield was no longer a simple defensive barrier, but transformed into a giant cage constructed of billions of sharp blades, completely enveloping True Lord Hanyue and the other two.

The spiritual sword phantoms and Formation patterns intertwined. Every attack that landed on the cage would draw a backlash of thousands of sword shadows, and the clanging of metal resounded, making heaven and earth lose their color.

"Not good! It's a Domain Fusion Formation!" True Lord Fengtian's face changed slightly, and he rapidly fanned his folding fan. "Open the Domain!"

True Lord Hanyue was the first to react, roaring, as earth-element spiritual power surged wildly around him, and the Void Realm beneath his feet began to condense thick rocks.

"Domain—Eternal Mount Earth!"

In an instant, a vast, earthy-yellow Domain appeared beneath their feet. Countless mountain phantoms rose from the ground, colliding with Deng Qi's Sword Tomb. These mountains were not physical entities, yet they carried the immense power to suppress everything. Each one attempted to crush the incoming sword shadows, completely transforming this space into the home ground of the earth.

True Lord Zilin also moved at the same time. The purple light at her fingertips suddenly surged, and the moment her Domain unfolded, the surrounding temperature dropped to freezing point.

"Domain—Profound Ice Cold Abyss!"

Blue ice crystals rapidly spread out from her as the center. Wherever they passed, even the Void Realm condensed into ice prisms.

Countless ice cones and ice walls rose from the Domain. Some transformed into shields to block the sword shadows, while others transformed into ice dragons, roaring as they crashed into the Sword Tomb cage, attempting to freeze the sharpness of Geng Metal with extreme cold.

True Lord Fengtian closed his folding fan, and visible cyan whirlwinds swirled around him.

"Domain—Heavenly Wind Fury!"

The furious wind Domain instantly spread out, intertwining with the Eternal Mount Earth and the Profound Ice Cold Abyss.

Wind aided the cold's power, and cold borrowed the wind's momentum. Countless wind blades shuttled through the Domain, sometimes transforming into tornados to shred sword shadows, sometimes transforming into barriers to resist the Formation's backlash. The three elemental Domains echoed each other, actually forming a stable defensive area within the Sword Tomb cage.

Deng Qi stood at the top of the pavilion, feeling the pressure from the opponent's three Domains, his face as grim as iron. He waved his hand, and the spiritual sword phantoms in the Sword Tomb became even denser, carrying a world-destroying might, continuously impacting the Domain interwoven with earth, wind, and ice.

Four Domains fiercely collided in the sky above Li Family Island. At times, golden light tore through the earth; at times, fierce winds swept away ice prisms. Every clash caused the space to tremble violently, as if the entire illusory Void Realm was about to collapse at this moment.

Fire Old watched this scene and exclaimed, "I don't know where that kid Li Xiangyun found this person. To fuse Formation and Domain to such an extent, it's truly not simple!"

"Can that Geng Metal Immortal Master stop them?" Li Xingyan asked worriedly.

Fire Old was silent for a moment, then shook his head. "If it weren't for the dragon seal of the nation, there might still be a chance, but..."

Upon hearing this, Li Xingyan's heart immediately sank, having clearly learned the details of the dragon seal of the nation from Fire Old.

At the same time, in the Void Realm.

The cage interwoven with golden radiance and Formation patterns became increasingly solid. Deng Qi's figure stood in the center of the Sword Tomb, his eyes tightly closed, his Divine Sense spreading like a spiderweb across every inch of space.

He regarded his own Domain as the "spirit" of the Formation, and transformed the Ten Thousand Blades Returning to Ruins Formation into the "form" of the Domain. The two had long been inseparable—the suspended spiritual sword phantoms were no longer mere energy projections, but, amplified by the Formation, carried a real sharpness capable of tearing space.

The flowing Formation patterns were also no longer limited to defense, but as the Domain expanded, they transformed into countless golden threads, coiling around the Domain barriers of True Lord Hanyue and the other two.

Pfft!

A phantom of an ancient bronze sword broke through True Lord Fengtian's whirlwind barrier. Although he hastily blocked it with his folding fan, it still left a deep, bone-visible bloodstain on his arm.

The Geng Metal power invaded through the wound, instantly freezing the flow of his spiritual power. True Lord Fengtian grunted in pain, his face turning pale.

Almost simultaneously, the edge of True Lord Zilin's Profound Ice Cold Abyss suddenly exploded into a shower of ice crystal fragments.

Three short dagger phantoms, using the Formation as cover, darted out from the blind spots where the Formation patterns connected, precisely piercing through the ice wall she had condensed. One of them even grazed her cheek, drawing a string of blood beads.

Before the blood beads could hit the ground, they were incinerated into green smoke by the golden radiance of the Sword Tomb, scaring True Lord Zilin into a sharp retreat, her Domain fluctuations instantly becoming chaotic.

True Lord Hanyue's Eternal Mount Earth was the most stable, yet it was also on the verge of collapse under the continuous assault of the Sword Tomb.

The mountain phantoms he had condensed were split open by spiritual swords one after another. The thick, earthy-yellow Domain was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and every collision made his Qi and blood churn.

When a giant sword phantom, carrying immense power, smashed into the core of his Domain, True Lord Hanyue could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, staining the front of his robes.

This scene immediately brought a glimmer of hope to the spectators below.

Even Li Zhongwen exclaimed joyfully, "I never expected Seventh Uncle to find such a powerful helper."

"And this is just a subordinate he subdued. How powerful must he be now?"

Mo Lingfeng, on the other hand, poured cold water on the situation. "Don't celebrate too early. The Great Zhou Dynasty is not that easy to deal with."

Mo Lingfeng knew very well that even though Deng Qi was currently suppressing True Lord Hanyue and the other two, it was because they had not yet used the dragon seal of the nation.

But once it was activated, the situation would definitely undergo earth-shattering changes.

This made Mo Lingfeng very worried. Who would have thought that the Li Family's situation would change so quickly?

Before, he, a Golden Core True Person, was still the pillar of the Li Family, but in the blink of an eye, he could only act as an "extra" observing the battle.