918: Chapter 919 Fierce Battle!

Above the Tianyuan Sect, Gu Changge and Ji Qingyi stood side by side above the Void Realm.

On Gu Changge's shoulder, a palm-sized black bird quietly stood, its pitch-black pupils faintly shimmering with a purplish-golden luster.

That was Little Black.

The roaring sounds of the ten Heavenly Kings fighting fiercely below traveled from afar along the Heaven and Earth dao patterns, shaking the surrounding drifting clouds until they shattered layer by layer.

Golden thunder light and pitch-black cauldron shadows collided continuously, and every single strike caused the entire Tianyuan Mountain Range to tremble.

Ji Qingyi raised her eyes to look at the golden light of colliding spiritual power filling the sky below, a trace of faint sorrow flashing across the depths of her eyes:

"Respected One, the ten Heavenly Kings of the Tianyuan Sect are fighting to the death. Although the protective grand formation has locked in the aftermath, if this prolonged slaughter continues, the Disciples of the Sect will suffer countless casualties, and its ancient orthodox Foundation will likely be damaged."

Gu Changge stood with his hands behind his back, calmly overlooking the battlefield below, and spoke calmly:

"It is fine, let them fight."

He paused, his tone carrying a trace of detachment that saw through the world:

"Sect Master Liu Zhenshan needs a thorough liquidation to completely consolidate his authority as the Sect Master."

Ji Qingyi gently nodded, standing quietly by his side without saying another word, merely accompanying him quietly to observe the battlefield.

Above the Tianyuan Plaza, the melee of the ten Heavenly King-level powerhouses completely erupted!

Sect Master Liu Zhenshan was enveloped in boundless golden light, and with a single punch, the Void Realm trembled, the space where his fist aura passed shimmering with ripples layer upon layer.

Third Elder Zhao Wuji's expression was solemn as the pitch-black cauldron phantom behind him spun rapidly, the runes on the cauldron body glowing brilliantly as he forcefully took this punch.

Boom! ! !

The golden fist aura and the black cauldron shadow collided, erupting with a deafening roar.

The violent shockwave swept in all directions, but it was firmly locked within the battlefield range by the protective grand formation controlled by the Grand Elder, failing to affect the Sect's buildings and Disciples below.

"Sect Master Liu Zhenshan! You cannot trap me!"

Third Elder Zhao Wuji roared, pushing his palms out abruptly, and the pitch-black cauldron phantom suddenly expanded.

The mouth of the cauldron spewed rolling black mist, transforming into ferocious black dragons that bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they pounced toward Sect Master Liu Zhenshan.

Sect Master Liu Zhenshan's expression remained unchanged as he made a virtual grip with his right hand, an ancient sword flowing with golden thunder throughout its body materializing out of thin air.

The sword body was engraved with ancient runes, and its Sword Intent was as biting as winter wind and snow.

It was precisely the Tianyuan Sect's heirloom treasure passed down through generations, the Tianyuan Thunder Sword!

"Tianyuan Thunder Art—Myriad Thunders Return to One!"

Sect Master Liu Zhenshan slashed out with a sword, and golden thunder filling the sky exploded from the sword body, transforming into thousands of lightning snakes that violently collided with those several giant black dragons!

Thunder and black fog intertwined, golden light and darkness devoured each other, and the Void Realm between the two was torn apart into pitch-black cracks by the violent power.

"Peak sixth-layer Heavenly King, truly as legendary as rumored."

Third Elder Zhao Wuji wiped the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, a trace of solemnity flashing through his eyes.

Although he had broken through to the Peak of the fifth layer, the gap of that single layer between him and Sect Master Liu Zhenshan remained an insurmountable chasm.

On the other side of the battlefield, the Zhao family twins fought against Ziyang Peak Master.

The eldest son of the Zhao family, Zhao Tianlong, had a sturdy build and wielded a mountain-splitting giant axe, every axe he swung carrying the heavy majesty of a mountain.

The second son of the Zhao family, Zhao Tianhu, had a lean figure and used a pair of short daggers, his movement technique as bizarre as a snake, specializing in attacking the flanks and blind spots of Ziyang Peak Master.

Ziyang Peak Master fought two opponents alone, yet he did not fall into a disadvantage in the slightest.

Purple flames burned fiercely around his body, resembling a god of war walking out of the sun.

Facing the mountain-splitting giant axe swung by Zhao Tianlong, he did not dodge or evade, clenching his right fist tightly.

The purple flames condensed into a fist-sized purple fireball on his fist edge, and he blasted it out with a single punch!

Boom——!!

Fist and axe intersected, bursting out with a deafening roar.

The web between Zhao Tianlong's thumb and forefinger cracked open, dripping with blood, and he, along with his axe, was blasted flying backward.

In the other two battlefields high in the sky, the fighting was equally fierce enough to dim the sun and moon.

Tianjian Peak Master's cyan and white sword robe rustled loudly, and the natal heavenly sword in his hand transformed into thousands of sword rivers that poured out.

The sword light traversed tens of thousands of zhang, illuminating half the sky into a snowy white.

Although the Second Elder was one Realm higher, he dared not forcefully shake that razor-sharp Sword Intent, and could only maneuver and entangle.

The two went back and forth, every move risking their lives, resulting in a stalemate for a time.

Biluo Peak Master's side, however, was somewhat struggling.

Her long sleeves fluttered, and emerald spiritual vines filling the heaven and earth coiled around, attempting to trap the opposite Xuanwu Peak Master Ji Linyan.

The Grand Elder stood at the eye of the formation on the main Peak, his white hair flying, his hands moving so fast they turned into afterimages, constantly pinching formation seals.

The entire Tianyuan Sect's protective grand formation flowed with golden light, and a thick light barrier tried its best to shroud the entire plaza.

However, with four groups of Heavenly Kings mixed in battle, how terrifying was the aftermath of their spiritual power?

The Grand Elder's face was as pale as paper, and a trace of blood had already seeped from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating that maintaining the grand formation was an immense burden for him.

He stared fixedly at the ripples expanding in circles on the light barrier, extremely anxious in his heart.

If not for him sparing no effort to suppress it, this aftermath would likely have caused a catastrophe long ago.

Every violent collision caused the formation Foundation to roar, and the light barrier flickered uncertainly accordingly.

Above the entire Tianyuan Sect, aside from the roaring of the Heavenly Kings clashing, there remained only the suppressed breathing and heartbeats of tens of thousands of people.

High in the sky, Sect Master Liu Zhenshan and Third Elder Zhao Wuji's battle had entered the most critical moment.

Golden thunder and the pitch-black cauldron shadow collided madly, every impact like a startled thunderclap in the Nine Heavens exploding, shaking the entire Tianyuan Mountain Range until it trembled with fear.

Third Elder Zhao Wuji was drenched in blood, and his aura had obviously declined by a few points.

The gap between the Peak fifth-layer Heavenly King and the Peak sixth-layer Heavenly King could ultimately not be made up by ambition and calculation alone.

However, the madness in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

"Sect Master Liu Zhenshan! Do you truly believe that after preparing for so many years, this old man only has this little hidden card?!"

Third Elder Zhao Wuji shouted fiercely, the speed of his hands forming seals accelerating abruptly, and blood beads even seeped from his fingertips due to excessively urging his spiritual power.

The pitch-black cauldron phantom behind him suddenly solidified at this moment!

It was no longer an illusory shadow, but transformed into a three-legged giant cauldron that was pitch-black throughout its body and flowed with ancient runes!

On the cauldron body, patterns of mountains, rivers, sun, moon, and stars emerged, emitting a vast and distant aura.

"This is..."

The Grand Elder's pupils suddenly contracted, and he cried out in shock:

"The realm-suppressing cauldron of Tianyuan?! Wasn't it already lost in the ancient Secret Realm three hundred thousand years ago?!"

"Lost?"

Third Elder Zhao Wuji's mouth hooked into a smug, ferocious smile:

"A long time ago, I was the one who personally brought it back from the ancient Secret Realm! However, no one knew about it!"

"Today, I shall let you all witness the true power of the realm-suppressing cauldron!"

As his voice fell, Third Elder Zhao Wuji slapped his palm fiercely onto the cauldron body.

Clang——!!

A distant and heavy cauldron chime resounded through heaven and earth, as if piercing through ancient times and spaces, carrying a vast and mighty force capable of suppressing all things!

That pitch-black giant cauldron suddenly spun, and endless black light spewed from the mouth of the cauldron.

Like a black hole, it madly devoured the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi!

Even the golden thunder surging around Sect Master Liu Zhenshan was drawn by that suction force, continuously flowing toward the cauldron mouth!

"realm-suppressing cauldron, suppress heaven and earth, seal all laws!"

Third Elder Zhao Wuji shouted fiercely, and that pitch-black giant cauldron violently suppressed downward toward Sect Master Liu Zhenshan!