265: Chapter 263 Another one

Elder Hei Yan received an urgent message immediately.

The communication jade talisman was scorching hot, and the images it contained caused this usually calm and cold-blooded high-ranking Dragon Clan expert's eyes to sink instantly.

He did not delay for even a moment and set off immediately.

This time, he led the team personally, with everyone at least at the Mahayana Stage.

The group tore through the sky, galloping through the air. Dragon Qi was vast, air currents exploded, and the clouds along the way were completely dispersed by the Dragon Qi. Their speed was extreme, crossing a hundred miles in an instant, heading straight for the rift battlefield in Shi Jin's fief.

In just a few breaths, Elder Hei Yan and his group arrived at their destination.

Looking from afar, the entire land was devastated and broken. The once stable and prosperous border town had completely turned into ruins, with broken walls everywhere, blood soaking the yellow soil, and smoke filling the sky. The air was thick with the violent aura of blood and martial arts Protective Aura that had long refused to dissipate.

At the very center of the battlefield, that jagged, pitch-black space rift spanning dozens of meters still stood firmly between heaven and earth, showing no signs of closing.

The edges of the rift were layered with space folds, flickering between light and dark. Chaotic air currents from outside the realm gushed out continuously, bringing with them a strange, domineering, and coarse martial arts aura that kept scouring this world.

Most eye-catching were the four tall, imposing figures standing firmly at the entrance of the rift.

All four were dressed as Martial Artists from outside the realm. Their bronze skin bulged with explosive muscle lines. There was no Spiritual Qi circulating around them, only a monstrous, heavy, and condensed blood-colored Qi that shot into the sky, suppressing the surroundings.

The four men stood in a very specific Formation, a four-sided guarding array, firmly locking the four key points of the rift—southeast, northwest—with stable postures, never moving an inch.

The leader had a resolute and cold face, deep and chilling eyes, and the most vast and domineering aura, with blood-colored Qi condensed almost to the point of being tangible.

Cang Luan's martial arts Physical Body had been tempered thousands of times, invulnerable to all methods, and his Peak Dou Di strength was enough to look down upon the world.

The other three were also orthodox Dou Di experts, with strong Physical Bodies, immense strength, and fierce fighting methods. Each person's combat power was enough to crush the local loose-tribulation Cultivator of Canglan Domain.

Just as Elder Hei Yan arrived, he saw Cang Luan holding a simple, dark, and intricately patterned bronze compass. The compass face rotated rapidly, countless tiny Dao patterns from outside the realm flickering, and strands of martial arts Origin power continuously poured into the rift barrier.

The other three Dou Di Martial Artist seemed to be standing casually, but in reality, their blood-colored Qi was surging in the dark. Invisible forces connected in all directions, complementing the power of Cang Luan's compass, firmly stabilizing the two-world barrier that was on the verge of loosening.

Their movements were unhurried and orderly. What seemed like simple guarding and driving the compass was actually using their extreme martial arts Origin to forcibly fix the space rift, preventing it from shrinking and closing.

It was precisely because the four of them were willing to continuously consume their Origin to hold the rift passage that countless Martial Artists from outside the realm could cross the border one after another, scattering into the Canglan Domain land in batches, quietly lurking, exploring the territory, and taking root in this world.

In just a short moment, dozens more Martial Artists from outside the realm stepped out of the pitch-black rift. After landing, they immediately hid their figures and scattered in all directions, spreading into the forests, towns, and deep within the territory.

Elder Hei Yan stood in the air, his eyes cold and sharp, seeing through all the enemy's schemes at a glance.

"Dragon Clan Enforcement Team, guarding the Canglan Domain territory, purging the demons from outside the realm."

Elder Hei Yan stepped through the air, his voice shaking the sky. His cold shout, filled with vast Dragon Qi, exploded, piercing through the smoke and reaching directly in front of the rift.

Twelve Dragon Clan experts stepped forward in unison. Dragon Qi soared into the sky, scales faintly visible, and Battle Intent boiled. Twelve majestic pressures spread out layer by layer, locking onto the four Dou Di Martial Artists in front of the rift.

In front of the rift, Cang Luan's movements paused slightly. He slowly raised his eyes, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the approaching Dragon Clan experts, a look of calm disdain curling the corners of his mouth.

He had long sensed the movement of Dragon Qi in the distance, but he had ignored it, letting the opponent approach. Now, he finally stopped the movement of the compass in his hand and spoke in a deep voice. His voice was hoarse and heavy, carrying the arrogance innate to experts from outside the realm: "Dragon Clan? The kid before was also from the Dragon Clan. Is the Dragon Clan the master of this world? That's a bit interesting."

Elder Hei Yan's eyes were cold, pressing forward step by step, Dragon power surging around him: "Stop talking nonsense, die!"

"Die?"

Cang Luan seemed to have heard a huge joke and chuckled lowly, his eyes full of mockery and indifference. "Just relying on you? We have already destroyed three Cultivation Worlds like yours in the Wu Realm."

"This Spiritual Qi plane has a shallow foundation and weak combat power. It should have become the outer territory of our Martial World, nourishing our clan's Cultivators. You local beings are weak and unable to defend this fertile land. Being conquered by us is the trend of the Heavenly Dao, it is your destiny."

These words were domineering and arrogant, taking it for granted, completely ignoring the lives and sovereignty of the Canglan Domain beings. It was a naked conqueror's posture, making one's blood boil with anger.

A Dou Di Martial Artist beside him also echoed coldly, his tone rebellious: "Mere Spiritual Qi Cultivator and Dragon Clan Bloodline, dare to show off in front of our martial arts venerables? The few trash Cultivator just now weren't even enough for us to warm up. Now that you Dragon Clan are here, so what?"

"Retreat quickly, and you might keep your lives. If you insist on blocking us, we will suppress and kill you all today, peel your skin and extract your marrow to sacrifice to our martial arts war souls!"

The threat was naked and undisguised.

Elder Hei Yan's killing intent thickened, and the air pressure around him sank completely: "Stubborn and unrepentant. Since you insist on causing chaos, then today, the Dragon Clan will execute you on the spot, seal the rift, and cut off your path of invasion!"

Cang Luan's expression remained calm, but he had already made a decision in his heart.

He knew very well that the most important thing right now was not to fight to the death with the Dragon Clan experts, but to stabilize the rift passage and ensure more people entered the realm in advance.

Delaying time is victory.

With this thought, a subtle glint flashed in Cang Luan's eyes. He maintained a calm posture of confrontation on the surface, continuing to stall with words while secretly giving a hidden look to his three companions.

No need to entangle, no need to fight, just hold the position, delay the battle, and let all the Martial Artists from outside the realm under his command scatter, hide, and take root.

The three Dou Di experts understood. Their blood-colored Qi still seemed tightly stretched in confrontation, but they had already secretly messaged all the Martial Artists who had walked out of the rift, ordering them not to assemble, not to wait for orders, but to disperse and hide immediately.

In an instant, the Martial Artists from outside the realm who were still gathering at the rift entrance turned into black shadows, darting out rapidly towards all directions of the Canglan Domain land, hiding into forests, gullies, and ruins, disappearing without a trace.

Elder Hei Yan had fought for many years, was meticulous, and had a sharp eye. He saw through the enemy's sinister intentions instantly.

The other party had no intention of a head-on decisive battle; they just wanted to hold back their main Dragon Clan force to cover a large number of Martial Artists from outside the realm to infiltrate the entire territory!

Once these Martial Artists from outside the realm took root, occupied strongholds, and probed the reality of Canglan Domain, the subsequent result would be a prairie fire, chaos everywhere. Trying to purge them again would be as difficult as ascending to heaven!

"Don't let them delay! Everyone, attack!"

Elder Hei Yan did not hesitate any longer, giving the order, Battle Intent soaring!

Boom!

Twelve Mahayana Stage Dragon Clan experts erupted with Dragon Qi simultaneously. The Dragon Qi of heaven and earth boiled suddenly, and the entire sky rolled with wind and clouds, thunderclouds churning!

In an instant, the sound of dragons shook the wilderness, rosy clouds shot into the sky, and the power was vast!

Four Black Dragon Clan members stood at the four corners of the Formation, pitch-black Dragon Qi running across the sky, shadow power covering the world, good at imprisonment, blockade, and close-quarters strangulation. Eight Red Dragon Clan members were positioned outside the Formation, red dragon fire burning fiercely, flames soaring into the sky, scorching and bone-chilling, mainly attacking with burning, blasting, and large-scale suppression.

"Lock the Sky!"

The four Black Dragon Mahayana experts shouted in unison, scales fully open, pitch-black dragon patterns rushing into the sky. Four huge black dragon phantoms circled in the air, pitch-black Dragon power turning into thousands of chains, crisscrossing, densely packed, instantly sealing the entire sky above the rift, locking all routes for the four people to dodge, retreat, or break through.

The dark Dragon Lock power carried the exclusive imprisonment characteristics of the Dragon Clan, specifically suppressing all strange movements, sealing the Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, suppressing the opponent's movement techniques, and locking the four Dou Di Martial Artists firmly within the square inch of the rift.

"Burn the World!"

Eight Red Dragon experts breathed out simultaneously, and red dragon fire gushed out, turning into a sea of fire. The raging flames, wrapped in the Heavenly Dao of Dragon Qi, descended from the sky, crushing down.

Dragon fire was different from ordinary mortal fire or Spiritual fire; it was the original fire of the Dragon Clan Bloodline, domineering and abnormal, burning everything, able to burn the Physical Body, able to refine blood Qi, able to break martial arts Protective Aura. Falling on the ground, it instantly melted the soil and rocks, with black smoke rolling.

One locking and one burning, one controlling and one attacking, the Formation was formed instantly, with both offense and defense, advancing and retreating with evidence, and the pressure was vast.

Facing the encirclement and killing of twelve Mahayana Dragon Clan experts, the four Dou Di Martial Artists in front of the rift remained calm, without any fear.

Cang Luan looked down coldly at the dragon fire and dragon locks in the sky, the contempt at the corners of his mouth deepening. He shouted in a deep voice: "A mere Formation, and you want to trap and kill our martial arts venerables? It's just a means outside the body for incompetent people!"

The four people remained firmly nailed to the four positions of the rift, their feet rooted in the Void Realm, their blood Qi sinking into the earth, not leaving the rift by half a step from beginning to end.

He also had limitations; he had to guard the rift position and could not withdraw at all.

Once the four of them left their positions and the Formation loosened, the rift would instantly shrink and close.

"Dou Qi Turns into Mountains!"

At Cang Luan's command, the four Dou Di experts simultaneously circulated their original martial arts. The blood-colored Qi around them instantly merged and soared, turning into four towering blood-colored mountain phantoms, sinking and suppressing the four sides of the rift.

The mountain phantoms were heavy and majestic, extremely stable, carrying the ultimate defense of martial arts from outside the realm, hard-blocking the falling Red Dragon fire!

Sizzle!

The domineering Dragon Clan dragon fire burned on the blood-colored mountains, flames rolling, firelight exploding, heat waves soaring, but it could only burn out layers of shallow smoke, unable to pierce the mountain defense or hurt their Physical Bodies!

"Although the dragon fire is fierce, our martial arts rock does not Move!"

A Dou Di Martial Artist shouted, stomping his feet, his blood Qi surging, and he raised his hand and punched!

A simple punch, without any fancy Move, pure and extreme Physical Body brute force, wrapped in the pressure of the mountains and the power of the two-world barrier, shattered several Black Dragon chains in front of him. The punch wind was vast, tearing through the sky, directly smashing at the Black Dragon expert at the eye of the Formation!

Boom!

The punch collided with the dragon lock, a heaven-shaking loud noise exploded in the wilderness, the dragon pattern chains in the sky trembled violently, cracks spread with a click, almost shattering directly!

Elder Hei Yan stood at the center of the Formation, watching the battle coldly, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

These four Dou Di Martial Artists were locked in the square inch of the rift, unable to Move, unable to roam, unable to use large-scale combat methods, equivalent to being trapped in a cage, tied hands and feet.

But even in such a restricted state, their offense, defense, brute force, and resilience were still terrifying to the extreme!

Passively defending, they hard-carried the wheel-bombardment of twelve Dragon Clan members, Formation suppression, dragon fire burning, and dragon power imprisonment, not only without any injuries, but even capable of counterattacking, cracking dragon locks, and suppressing the Formation!

"Everyone, attack hard, don't hold back! Activate the Bloodline Origin!"

Elder Hei Yan shouted, stepping into the core of the battle himself.

He whole body dragon patterns surged, black dragon scales covered half his body, his original Dragon Clan Bloodline was completely awakened, his figure swelled by several feet, and his Dragon Qi became more domineering and heavy.

"Nirvana Lock!"

Elder Hei Yan raised his hand to form a seal, and a stronger layer of dark Dragon power poured out. Thousands of black dragon patterns gathered into a ten-thousand-foot black dragon giant chain, tightly winding and locking the rift barrier, suppressing the opponent's blood Qi circulation.

The battle situation instantly became white-hot!

Dragon fire burned the sky, dragon locks crisscrossed, Formation suppression, and the four great Dou Di stood still, as immovable as mountains.

As a Peak Dou Di expert, Cang Luan's combat power was even more overwhelming than the other three.

He held the compass with one hand to stabilize the rift, and could fight the crowd with the other. His Physical Body brute force shook dragon fire, broke dragon locks, and shocked the Formation. Every punch had the power to collapse mountains and split the sea, and every blood Qi shock could repel several Dragon Clan experts.

"Useless!"

Cang Luan laughed wildly, his voice shaking the sky.

Elder Hei Yan's heart became heavier and heavier, his brows tightly locked.

Twelve Dragon Clan experts took turns attacking, Formation suppression, and Origin overdraft. They had fought for a long time, only slightly consuming the opponent's surface blood Qi, unable to hurt the foundation or break their defense.

On the other hand, many Dragon Clan experts on his side had their Spiritual power overdrawn, Bloodline depleted, and breath disordered. Long-term high-intensity activation of the Formation and burning of Bloodline had already shown fatigue.

Elder Hei Yan personally took action, but he could only fight Cang Luan to a draw, stalemate, and was even faintly suppressed by the opponent's Physical Body brute force, falling into a disadvantage.

Countless Martial Artists from outside the realm continued to walk out along the rift, scattering to all parts of Canglan Domain, lurking, exploring, taking root, and laying out.

Once these Martial Artists from outside the realm completely infiltrated the territory and took root in various places, it wouldn't be long before the entire Canglan Domain land would be full of hidden dangers from outside the sky, internal chaos would arise, and beacon fires would spread. At that time, the overall situation would completely collapse, with no room for recovery.

He had to continue calling people to block.

Misfortunes never come singly.

Just as the battle was deadlocked, in the sky thousands of meters away, the Void Realm suddenly twisted, trembled, and tore violently!

Crack—!

A longer space rift tore through the sky out of thin air, appearing suddenly!

Everyone in the audience paused at the same time, whether it was the Dragon Clan experts in the heat of battle or the four Dou Di Martial Artists guarding the rift, all looked sideways at the new rift from outside the sky.

The next second, a cold and tall figure stepped out of the dark rift slowly.

The visitor had waist-length blue hair fluttering in the wind, a handsome and cold face, fair and translucent skin, eyes as deep as cold pools, and faint frost-blue mist lingering around him. His temperament was aloof, indifferent, and looking down on all living beings.

The blue-haired man stood in the air, his eyes sweeping lightly over the ruined land below, the crowd fighting, and the two rifts from outside the sky, slightly stunned.

Then a playful, cold, and ferocious smile flashed in his eyes.

His gaze fell on Elder Hei Yan and the others, and he raised his hand to grasp, blue light flashing:

"Mother's Entanglement!!!"