352: The situation has reversed.

Seeing this scene, Qing Li felt her scalp go numb instantly, and a bone-chilling coldness seeped from her back directly into her heart Meridians.

She never expected that the Man in White Robes' calculations would be so deep.

He had actually laid down an inconspicuous illusion long ago, making her believe all along that the Nine Luminaries God-Suppressing Formation was still one sun short of completion. Just when had this game been set in motion?

But the current situation left her no room for further thought.

Several falling stars followed one after another, smashing down toward her head, while the spiritual energy within her body drained away frantically.

The giant ape transformed from Jiu Ying let out a roar that shook the clouds and said in a heavy voice, "Leave quickly! Any later and both of us will fall here today!"

As his voice fell, he gripped his giant axe and hacked fiercely at the falling stars above Qing Li's head, forcibly carving out a path of survival for her.

As for himself?

When he was previously pierced through the abdomen by that golden light, he had already been severely wounded and was currently holding on by a thread. Moreover, in this situation, the Demon Race Army in Yaoshi City still needed a commander; rather than both of them dying here, it was better to let one escape to keep a glimmer of hope alive.

Qing Li no longer hesitated. Her Natal Yao Aspect suddenly retracted, and she returned to the form of a heroic young girl.

She gave the Man in White Robes a vicious glare, the resentment and hatred in her eyes seemingly carving this blood feud into her very marrow, before she unfolded her form and instantly fled into the distance.

Chen Xuan looked in the direction she left and sighed softly, "Being hated like that by a woman is not a good thing."

With a slight thought, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot, chasing after Qing Li's aura.

Seeing this, Jiu Ying let out an angry shout and smashed a palm-leaf-sized fist with the force of a thousand tons toward Chen Xuan, but he was suddenly struck by a golden falling star. The massive force sent his blood and Qi churning, and his fist instantly veered off course, failing to even touch the corner of Chen Xuan's clothes.

In the aerial battlefield slightly below, as the Nine Luminaries God-Suppressing Formation reached full completion, golden falling stars poured down like rain across the sky, and the battle situation instantly became one-sided. The wails and screams of the Yao Race rose and fell, and a blood mist filled the air, the carnage shocking to behold.

Crimson Sun Elder, with black and white air currents circling above his head, took in this scene, his face filled with unconcealed astonishment.

Previously, while arranging the Sect's affairs at the Tianque Sect, he had only heard that a Demon Race Army had been completely suppressed and killed by this strange sun Formation, including even Integration Realm experts, but he had never been able to imagine exactly what kind of world-shaking scene it was.

Until this moment, witnessing it with his own eyes—the world-destroying power of those golden falling stars and the wretched state of the collapsing Yao Race—did a genuine sense of trepidation arise in his heart.

Especially when he caught sight of that bear demon not far away!

When fighting it just now, he had exerted all his strength, relying entirely on that heaven-rank magic treasure to bitterly maneuver and barely avoid falling into a disadvantage. Yet now, this formidable enemy who had made him wary was being smashed by golden falling stars until it fled like a cornered rat in a pathetic state. Such a gap gave Crimson Sun Elder a sense of absurdity; what 'Void Refining Realm ants'?

Beside him, Master Qing Xuan stood dazed and speechless, his heart filled with a thousand emotions.

He had already witnessed the profound mystery of the Nine Luminaries God-Suppressing Formation. What truly enlightened him, however, was Senior Chen's use of illusion.

Using falsehood to obscure the signs of the sun's Formation, he had forcibly numbed the experts of the Yao Race, letting them fall into a desperate situation without realizing it. Such resourcefulness and methods were far more captivating than the Formation itself.

Just imagine, this was equivalent to using a Golden Core cultivation base, relying solely on extraordinary Formation attainments, to restrain or even severely wound Nascent Soul level enemies.

The power of the Formation brought visual and physical shock, but this mind that planned before moving and was infallible in calculation gave him a brand new understanding of the word 'strength'; that shock was even more profound.

To the side, Chu Haotian was being supported by a Mountain Protecting Elder, gasping for air in large gulps, his chest heaving violently, every breath bringing a tearing pain.

From annihilating Daoist Fu Nian, he had seemed to have strength to spare.

Then to being ambushed by Yan Shu, he was already quite heavily injured.

In this final great battle, he had relied from start to finish on the perseverance of a mouthful of Essence Blood to hold on. Now that the Formation was complete, that forced strength suddenly dissipated, and he felt as if the bones in his body had fallen apart, finally able to set down this thousand-pound burden.

He barely concentrated to look within, only to find his Meridians as chaotic as tangled hemp and his spiritual energy drained to the bottom. More fatally, his Dao Foundation had been severely damaged.

Falling in realm was a minor matter set in stone; he knew in his heart that with this level of damage to his Foundation, he would likely have no hope of touching the threshold of the Body Integration Realm in this life. His path of cultivation had nearly reached its end.

But as his gaze turned toward Yaoshi City, there was no trace of dejection on Chu Haotian's face. Instead, a slight curve slowly formed. He reached out to take a jar of drunken flowing sunset, pulled the plug, tilted his head back, and took a heroic gulp, the spicy liquor sliding down his throat and burning his internal organs.

The Mountain Protecting Elder beside him said in a heavy voice, "In the future, Rain God Continent will no longer need to fall into bitter battles with the Demon Race Army."

Chu Haotian did not respond, but simply flipped his wrist, holding the remaining half-jar of drunken flowing sunset high before suddenly pouring it out. The crystal-clear liquor traced a crisp arc in the air, falling into the mortal world below as if to mourn the lost souls, and as if to celebrate this tragic victory.

"Sect Master, and you old fogies in the Sect, rest in peace."

"This Tianque Sect, and the entire Rain God Continent, we have held them!"

Besides Chu Haotian and the others, across the horizons of Rain God Continent, countless Cultivators were also watching this soul-stirring scene from afar.

The nine phantom suns that had previously appeared in the southern regions had already allowed those with active minds to vaguely guess the truth. When the first sun condensed in the northern regions, the hearts of everyone following the matter couldn't help but tighten; as subsequent suns formed one after another, soaring into the clouds, the long-suppressed excitement and wild joy were simply beyond words.

"It's done! It's really done! Fantastic!"

"I wonder what happened to those Yao Race beasts in the north. Were they truly driven back by this Formation?"

"Nonsense! Does the power of this Formation even need to be mentioned? Last time, that dog demon with unfathomable cultivation was also suppressed and killed in a single strike!"

"But... who exactly is behind such heaven-reaching methods? Could it really be that rumored Dao Seeking Sect?"

"Just what kind of sacred entity is this Dao Seeking Sect to have such capability! If I had known, I shouldn't have foolishly defected from my Sect the day before yesterday."

The moment the nine suns in the north rose into the air, the three words 'Dao Seeking Sect' spread through the entire Rain God Continent like a thunderclap. Those rumors that were previously regarded as nonsense were completely overturned at this moment of the battle's reversal, and their reputation flipped instantly, becoming the focus of everyone's heated discussion.

On a high, lonely cliff, Daoist Zhen Yue looked at the suns on the horizon, slowly took out the wine flask by his side, tilted his head back for a drink, and said in a heavy voice, "I didn't expect that there would truly be someone in this world who could pull back the collapsing heavens by their own strength alone."

Beside him, Dan Chenzi of the Tianjian Sect bowed and asked, "Senior Jiang, do you think this matter truly came from the hands of that Dao Seeking Sect?"

"Hard to say."

Daoist Zhen Yue shook his head, "But to accomplish such a startling feat, it is definitely not something an unknown person could do."

Dan Chenzi hesitated for a moment but finally spoke up, "Junior previously sent people to inquire about news from the Heavenly Tribulation Continent, and I unexpectedly heard some rumors about the Dao Seeking Sect."

"Oh?"

Only then did Daoist Zhen Yue turn his head, his gaze falling on Dan Chenzi beside him, signaling for him to continue.

Dan Chenzi didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "I heard that half a year ago, a force suddenly rose strongly in the Flame Continent region. They actually occupied another's nest, wiping out the Haotian Sect, one of the Four Great Sects, and replaced it, taking over its Sect Foundation."

He paused and said word by word, "This force that rose so suddenly is precisely the Dao Seeking Sect!"