Chapter 371 The Third Ascended Person

Two extremely condensed spheres of Qi appeared in Yan Chu's hands once more.

The temperature in the night sky surged again, as if he were holding two suns in his hands, dazzlingly bright and impossible to look at directly.

"I'll just blow up the Heavenly Gate and see what you can do!!"

Yan Chu's face was full of killing intent. At worst, no one would ascend; he didn't believe that there was no other way to ascend besides this one Heavenly Gate at Tianzhu Mountain.

As he spoke, the two white spheres of Qi flew out one after the other.

They were like two great suns crashing into the Heavenly Gate.

Boom! Boom!!!

The entire world shook three times. The Pure Yang Fire erupted violently, not only setting off a fierce shockwave within the Tianzhu Mountain Blessed Land but also swirling back into the Heavenly Gate and rushing into the Upper Realm.

"Ah—"

"Ninth Elder, save me!!!"

A sharp scream came from the other side of the Heavenly Gate. It wasn't the one currently making a move, but another younger voice that seemed to be badly burned by the surging Pure Yang Fire.

"Damn it!!"

The person who had attacked, known as the Ninth Elder, was absolutely furious.

His arm, which was already severed and bleeding, was finally blown into a mist of blood by this massive explosion, and then incinerated into nothingness within the flames.

But even though he was enraged, there was nothing he could do.

He could not personally descend to the Lower Realm; with only one arm, he simply could not do anything to Yan Chu.

That huge and heavy Heavenly Gate began to crack with numerous fissures across its surface because of this massive explosion.

Even if this was the work of the Cold Ice Holy Sect, it could not withstand the bombardment of the Nine Yang Great Thunderbolt.

In the first wave of explosions, the Heavenly Gate had already suffered heavy damage.

With this wave of explosions, the Heavenly Gate was the primary target.

"Don't be so smug, my Cold Ice Holy Sect will remember you!"

"We have plenty of ways to deal with you!!"

Unable to handle Yan Chu for the moment, that Ninth Elder finally withdrew his Aura back beyond the Heavenly Gate.

It wasn't that they truly couldn't deal with Yan Chu, but because of the suppression from the World's Power, these top-tier experts were unable to descend.

However, there were secret treasures within the Cold Ice Holy Sect that could suppress one's own Aura and evade the detection of the World's Will.

Now that the environment of the Lower Realm had changed, the Heavenly Pillar had collapsed, and the world coordinates were marked again, they would eventually find another way to descend again.

The Ninth Elder withdrew his Aura into the Heavenly Gate, carrying unwillingness and rage.

Yan Chu's gaze was cold as he once again condensed two Nine Yang Great Thunderbolts.

Only by completely destroying the Heavenly Gate could he thoroughly prevent the people of the Cold Ice Holy Sect from continuing to descend.

By the time they found another way, his cultivation might have already reached another height.

So what if they were from the Upper Realm?

You have no idea how terrifying a cheater can be!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two spheres of fire condensed in his palms, sparks flying from their surfaces. Every single spark was enough to burn a Late Stage Yuantai Realm expert to death; if they fell to the outside world, it would be a natural disaster sufficient to burn an entire province to ashes.

Pure Yang Fire is eternal and indestructible.

Without a sufficiently powerful force to interfere, it truly could burn down the entire world.

"Wait! You cannot destroy the Heavenly Gate!!"

Just as the fireballs in Yan Chu's palms condensed to their limit, causing the surrounding space to burn black and crack, a loud shout came from nearby.

Emperor Wu Lie, Ji Hengjiang, transformed into a streak of light and streaked across the night sky, flying toward the Heavenly Gate.

He had waited for over four thousand years just to ascend to the Upper Realm.

Although he had killed a Disciple of the Cold Ice Holy Sect, his daughter Yaoxi was the Reincarnation of a mighty figure from the Cold Ice Holy Sect and could provide him protection, ensuring he wouldn't die at the hands of the sect's members.

He could not stand by and watch the Heavenly Gate be destroyed, missing this great opportunity.

"Hmph! Fool!"

Yan Chu snorted with disdain and threw out the two Great Thunderbolts. Since he was seeking death, he would fulfill his wish.

The two Nine Yang Great Thunderbolts carried terrifying firelight, illuminating the entire night sky. The Heavenly Gate was already covered in cracks and absolutely could not withstand another massive explosion.

"Ninth Elder, save my Imperial Father!!"

At this moment, an urgent voice came from behind the Heavenly Gate, as pleasant to the ear as a mountain spring; it was precisely the "Heavenly Immortal Descended to Earth," Princess Yaoxi.

On the other side of the Heavenly Gate, the Ninth Elder hesitated for a moment before releasing his Aura across the gate once more. A cold current swept forward, intending to pull Ji Hengjiang up.

Suddenly, the originally calm Void Realm nearby fluctuated for a moment, like a black curtain being pulled back, and an unexpected person actually appeared.

It was the young female Disciple by the side of the Old Man of Ten Thousand Gu.

It was unknown how she had hidden herself, but she had actually evaded Yan Chu's perception.

Buzz! Buzz!!

The young woman's face was as stiff as a corpse's, and her eyes were devoid of any emotion. She gave Yan Chu a calm look, and two transparent wings as thin as a cicada's suddenly sprouted from her back. Then, her entire body shrank to the size of a mung bean and flew into the cold current.

From her appearance to entering the cold current was only an instant. Ji Hengjiang's target was only the Heavenly Gate, and the Ninth Elder was outside the gate; except for Yan Chu, no one noticed her.

Once she entered the cold current, her Aura vanished without a trace, and even Yan Chu could no longer perceive her.

At the same time, Yan Chu's two Nine Yang Great Thunderbolts arrived.

Ji Hengjiang ultimately failed to get close to the Heavenly Gate before being touched by the two sun-like fireballs. He was vaporized before he could even make a sound, his entire being turning to ash.

With Yan Chu's current cultivation, combined with the Divine Ability of Pure Yang Fire, the gap between the two sides was beyond measure.

[Killed a Peak Yuantai Realm Martial Artist, feeling extremely gratified, Origin +1]

"Sigh..."

The person behind the Heavenly Gate let out a sigh. The waterfall of cold current swirled back, no longer continuing to clash head-on with the Nine Yang Great Thunderbolts.

Aside from adding to the consumption, it would serve no great purpose.

After the last wisp of the cold current withdrew behind the Heavenly Gate, the two sun-like fireballs also slammed into the gate.

Boom! Boom!!!

Two massive explosions sounded in succession. The Heavenly Gate could finally no longer endure; countless densely packed runes flickered frantically, and chains of runes were incinerated by the firelight, snapping inch by inch.

Bang!

The Heavenly Gate exploded into pieces.

A terrifying force collapsed inward, and infinite firelight poured in. A small black hole formed there, frantically swallowing everything in its vicinity.

The surrounding space was as fragile as glass, with countless cracks appearing, and gusts of Spatial Wind blew out from the fissures.

Yan Chu struck out with two palms.

The palm strikes carried an Aura that suppressed all things. With the first strike, the infinite firelight slowly extinguished under his bare palms, and all the burning Pure Yang Fire was re-absorbed by his Pure Yang Body.

With the second strike, the collapsing space was forcibly held down by Yan Chu.

The shattered space was smoothed out by him like folds in a cloth, and the Spatial Winds that flew out struck his palms, sending out showers of sparks.

Under these two palm strikes, the small black hole that was forming lost its source of power and finally stopped expanding, eventually dissipating slowly.

With one thought, destruction; with another, suppression.

His cultivation had already reached a level that was unprecedented in this world.

From ancient times to the present, no one had ever reached such a level of cultivation.

Not even those who had successfully ascended to the Upper Realm.

By the time Yan Chu had calmed all the disturbances, the entire night sky had fallen into complete darkness. Below, the Tianzhu Mountain Blessed Land was also undergoing a dramatic transformation.