162: The Great Sage takes action

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Countless brilliant white lights illuminated the Xuanhuang Hall battleship, and terrifying auras condensed.

Boom boom boom!

The energy cannonballs fired by hundreds of thousands of Divine Crystal Cannons were like countless giant white Dragons, roaring as they rushed towards the Zhengyang Ancient Sect's Formation.

They carried a world-destroying might, tearing open the Void Realm and forming massive crack.

Ah!!!

As these energy cannonballs landed in the Zhengyang Ancient Sect's Formation, they instantly triggered an earth-shattering explosion, with countless rays of light radiating, as if to engulf the entire world.

The battle Formation, which the Zhengyang Ancient Sect was so proud of, instantly collapsed under the powerful energy impact. Countless Disciples were hit by the powerful energy waves, their bodies instantly shattered, turning into a rain of blood.

The terrifying power of the explosion flattened one-fifth of the Zhengyang Ancient Sect's rear positions, with dust flying and obscuring the sky.

Everyone who was originally fighting was startled, and they all stopped their actions, quickly dividing into two camps.

The people of the Zhengyang Ancient Sect looked at this scene in horror, their eyes filled with terror, while the people of Zhengyuan Hall showed joy.

"Great, it's the people from Xuanhuang Hall!"

"Brothers, our reinforcements have arrived!"

Everyone's confidence surged, and the morale that had been somewhat shaken began to re-condense.

The arrival of Xuanhuang Hall was like an injection of stimulant for them; they wished they could slaughter all the enemies in front of them.

"Boom boom boom!"

The battleships rapidly approached, and the Divine Crystal Cannons, already fully charged, quickly fired in unison, covering the dense crowds of the Zhengyang Ancient Sect.

The people of the Zhengyang Ancient Sect dodged one after another, but no matter how fast they were, they couldn't outrun the speed of the Divine Crystal Cannons. Under a dense barrage of firepower, except for Small Saints and some Martial Artists above the Perfection of Divine Emperor, all other Martial Artists were annihilated by the cannon fire.

The Martial Artists of the Zhengyang Ancient Sect were terrified and quickly fled into the distance, trying to escape the Divine Crystal Cannons' firing range.

At this moment, a thousand people flew out from the battleship. These people, both male and female, were extremely powerful, and each wore a Xuanhuang robe. On their chests, a varying number of stars of different colors were embroidered.

"There are actually thirty Small Saints, and the lowest cultivation of the other Martial Artists is Peak Divine Emperor. With this power joining, the battlefield situation instantly reversed."

"Indeed, and with those battleships, Zhengyuan Hall has basically already secured victory!"

"You are wrong, what determines the battlefield is not here, but there!"

A Martial Artist pointed to the outer Dao.

Upon hearing this, the Martial Artists all agreed profoundly.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoists, for your assistance!"

The Zhengyuan Hall Master said gratefully.

"As part of the same lineage, there's no need for thanks. The top priority is to repel these scoundrels first. If you want to thank us, let's get drunk together after victory."

The person who spoke was Wang Changge, one of the direct descendants of the Wang Family.

His cultivation was at the Peak Small Saint Realm. Behind him were twenty-nine other Small Saints, all bestowed upon Wang Changfeng by Xu Ming's side.

As his voice fell, Wang Changge took the lead, instantly charging towards a Peak Small Saint and engaging him in battle.

The Martial Artists of Xuanhuang Hall behind him also swiftly charged into the Zhengyang Ancient Sect's Formation at an extremely fast speed.

Already intimidated by the Divine Crystal Cannons and in a state of panic, many were instantly killed, without even a chance to resist.

"Good, then let us fight side by side, hahahaha!"

The Zhengyuan Hall Master, a direct descendant of Sheng Tian, also followed the Dao of the Sword. Upon hearing this, he laughed loudly and drew his sword to meet his former enemy.

With the support of Xuanhuang Hall, the top-tier combat power of both sides was not far apart, with most being one-on-one situations, and even the number of Small Saints far exceeded that of the Zhengyang Ancient Sect.

"Damn it, where did this Xuanhuang Hall come from?"

On the Zhengyang Ancient Sect's side, a Small Saint's face was extremely grim upon seeing someone come to support Zhengyuan Hall.

"Just stop them! What determines victory is not us here!" a Small Saint said.

The Small Saint from earlier could only grit his teeth and face his opponent.

At the same time.

The Xuanhuang Hall battleships crushed towards the Zhengyang Ancient Sect's Formation with an overwhelming momentum. As battleships produced by the Heavenly Weapon Hall, the Divine Crystal Cannons were merely one of its most terrifying long-range killing weapons.

There were also many close-combat weapons on board, such as grappling hooks, throwing knives, bows, and crossbows, all of which could cause great damage to the Martial Artists of the Zhengyang Ancient Sect.

Even the battle Formations, which were difficult to condense, were directly crushed by the battleships' absolute defense, causing many unfortunate individuals to be directly killed by the battleship's impact, or severely injured by the backlash of the Formation, and ultimately unable to dodge, they were killed by various weapons on the battleship.

This greatly boosted the morale of Zhengyuan Hall.

This scene was naturally captured by the Saints outside the heavens, which made the Saints of the Zhengyang Ancient Sect anxious.

At this moment, on the outer battlefield.

Waves of terrifying Saintly might filled hundreds of millions of miles of the Void Realm, as twenty-two Saints battled in the Void Realm.

Colorful Origin powers exploded in the Void Realm, and each Saint unleashed terrifying offensive Divine Abilities to bombard their opponents.

"Damn it, I originally thought we could take down Zhengyuan Holy Palace with our strength, but who knew Zhengyuan Holy Palace's cultivation had improved so much!"

A Small Saint from the Zhengyang Ancient Sect said with a gloomy expression.

Another Small Saint said calmly, "Don't worry, Ancient Ancestor Wan Yu's Dao of Formation Origin is still at the thirty percent realm. Although he's holding us two back, that's all he can do."

"But below..."

"Yan Jun's opponent should be a newly advanced Saint. Let Old Man Qi hold him off and buy Yan Jun some time!"

"Good!"

Regarding the situation below, the two Small Saints quickly discussed a solution.

"Hmph! You two still dare to be distracted?"

Ancient Ancestor Wan fought two opponents and was not at a disadvantage for a while. Majestic Saint Dao power surged out, controlling the Saint Formation to bombard the two.

"Seeking death!"

"Ancient Ancestor Wan Yu, this Old Ancestor will surely flay you."

The two Small Saints, having been distracted, suffered a hidden loss, their faces extremely grim, and they unleashed terrifying attacks to bombard the Saint Formation.

On the other side!

"Yan Jun, you go, I'll handle this here!"

A venerable Saint from the Zhengyang Ancient Sect, after forcing back Ancient Ancestor Tian with a palm strike, moved to envelop Sheng Hai.

And Sheng Hai's opponent, the middle-aged man named Yan Jun, upon hearing this, quickly withdrew from the battlefield and rushed downwards.

"How dare you!"

Ancient Ancestor Tian was furious and tried to stop him.

"Your opponent is this Old Ancestor!"

That venerable Old Saint struck with a palm, pulling Ancient Ancestor Tian into the battle.

"You're seeking death!" Ancient Ancestor Tian roared.

At this time, on the battlefield below, Xuanhuang Hall advanced triumphantly, causing the Zhengyang Ancient Sect to retreat steadily.

"Die!"

A vast sound emanated from the sky, followed by a golden wheel, exuding a terrifying aura, enveloping a region of ten million miles, with countless golden divine lights descending from it.

"Damn it, a Saint has made a move!"

Feeling the terrifying power within the golden light, the Martial Artists of Zhengyuan Hall looked grim.

In contrast, Wang Changge's expression was calm.

"Why bother?"

A soft sigh echoed in the Void Realm.

The descending golden light was confined by an invisible force, and then rolled back.

"Boom!"

An explosion echoed, and the golden wheel instantly exploded.

"Cough cough cough!"

Suffering a backlash from his Divine Ability, Yan Jun spat out a mouthful of Saint blood, his face pale.

"Who?"

He looked around in panic.

The Saints hidden in the Void Realm were horrified. Only a Great Saint could use an opponent's Divine Ability to inflict damage on them.

It was clear that a Great Saint had been observing the battlefield nearby, and from the move, it was very likely to be from Xuanhuang Hall's side.

And this also explained why Zhengyuan Holy Palace was willing to submit to the Xu Family in the first place.

"Buzz!!!"

On the other side, Yan Jun was answered by a wisp of clear breeze. Yes, just a wisp of clear breeze.

As the clear breeze blew, Yan Jun's black hair fluttered, but his pupils widened greatly, and then his Life aura rapidly dissipated.

"Hiss!"

"He's dead! He's dead!"

Countless beings who witnessed this scene instantly felt their scalps tingle. A Saint had just died right before their eyes.

"Can you endure this much?"

That voice from before sounded again.

As the voice fell, a terrifying storm suddenly appeared outside the heavens, sweeping towards the Zhengyang Ancient Sect Saints. If it got close, the Saints would be severely injured, if not dead.