The Canglong Divine Arrow shot by the Ashan Sect, with its dragon roar sounding sharp, was like a piercing arrow through the void.

And the dragon roar that erupted now seemed to howl out from the depths of a ten-thousand-foot Cold Abyss, mixed with the mighty power of the heavens.

Only the sound was heard, the shape unseen.

The area traversed by the dragon roar was laced with an extremely cold aura.

It surged overwhelmingly towards the Fire Deity Elder and the Fire Deity Realm she had constructed.

Third-tier Divine Weapon·Dragon Abyss Sword's Domain·Dragon's Roar Cold Wave!

"Hmm?" The Fire Deity Elder suddenly sensed something, abruptly tilting her head.

From the side of her forehead, an extremely thin and bright white line of light abruptly shot out towards her, like a ray of heavenly light breaking through the thick clouds.

"Sizzle!"

The Fire Deity Elder's gaze narrowed, as the stone headscarf she wore was pierced by this line of light, creating tiny but real spiderweb-like cracks.

Third-tier Divine Weapon·Heavenly Blade's Domain·Heavenly Blade!

The ever-dignified and solemn expression of the Fire Deity Elder finally changed.

Her headscarf, consistent with the material of her entire being.

This piercing sword light could completely ignore physical defenses and directly in another form, deliver real damage!

The Fire Deity Elder followed her eyes to see the tiny sword light transforming into an equally small human clan woman.

This woman wore an archaic dress of white and gold, her face veiled, and her eyes were like the deep waters of a frigid pool.

Extremely cold, extremely still.

In this human clan woman, the Fire Deity Elder seemed to see the shadow of a certain god:

Sword One?!

"A rock from India, you've come to the wrong place," Qiao Wanjun spoke lightly, her words icy and biting.

The Fire Deity Elder's eyes widened slightly.

This lowly human clan woman, what did she call her?

A rock from... India?

Even if this woman was the famous Believer of Sword One, it couldn't erase the fact that she was merely at the Heavenly Realm, nor could it erase the essence of her lowly race!

Yet this woman dared to speak to her in such a manner?

Sometimes, it's really hard to understand what sort of thinking some superiors have.

Well... thinking about it, even an ordinary person in their thirties or forties finds it hard to change deeply ingrained beliefs.

In the extremely long years of Divine and Evil Sculpture's rule, their thoughts must have become completely rigid.

"Da Xia is not a place for you to behave recklessly," Qiao Wanjun raised her long sword, pointing afar at the Fire Deity Elder.

Through her actions, Qiao Wanjun once again conveyed to the Indian deity that they had heard correctly.

Yes, she indeed said so.

Not just defying the gods?

But aiming to slay a god!

"Whoosh!!" The Fire Deity Elder's eyes were filled with anger, and suddenly she raised both hands high, countless flames like tiny fire snakes rapidly appeared, frantically dancing.

"Hiss!!" The dragon roar resounded once more as Qiao Wanjun wielded the Dragon Abyss Sword, unleashing another wave of extreme cold from the depths of the Cold Abyss.

Alas, the Dragon Abyss Sword is only a Third-tier Divine Weapon, equivalent to the Heavenly Grade.

The Fire Deity Elder unleashed her big move·Fire Deity Realm, undoubtedly a Divine Technique, where heat waves rampaged, and flames danced wildly, quickly dissolving the cold aura within this world.

Qiao Wanjun knew she was being suppressed, but she once more engaged with the Divine Weapon, swinging another sword.

Knowing she couldn't win, she still fought!

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom..." The battlefield changed in an instant, with skirmishes happening simultaneously everywhere.

As early as when Qiao Wanjun transformed into a sword light and pierced through the Fire Deity Elder's headscarf, at the moment when the Fire Dragon Tornado erupted on the Divine Mountain Peak and the Yin Flower Dan was trapped and screamed, sounds of exploding flames came from the distant battleground.

The departure of Yin Flower Dan not only ignited frustration within the Wusheng but also alarmed him.

Faced with the siege of Tu Feng and Wuya, aided externally by Qiao Yuansi, and the return attack of Deng Yu, the Wusheng directly detonated a command flag behind him.

In an instant, surging flames filled the entire field.

Martial Arts Divine Technique·Burning Camp Order!

With Yin Flower Dan present, a god and a demon worked in perfect harmony, crushing the gods of the Ran Sect, ready to slay the enemy at any moment.

With Yin Flower Dan taken away, the favorable situation collapsed in an instant, yet Wusheng did not panic, instead feeling as if his power was liberated, no longer holding back.

"Uhh!" Qiao Yuansi uttered a light sound, she strayed outside the battle, retreating swiftly to avoid the sea of fire while exerting every effort to cast spells, reinforcing the Golden Red Defense Shield for Tu Feng, Wuya, and Deng Yuxiang.

Flames scorched the sky, waves of heat swept across.

Qiao Yuansi couldn't see anything but could hear the increasingly sharp drumbeats, as well as... various opera involutions.

"Waaah yah yah yah!"

"Eeee eeee eeee~~~"

Qiao Yuansi was startled, this is... is this the legendary ambush from all sides?

Martial Monk Faction's Ultimate Move: Battle Golden Monk, can integrate all the sect's Divine Techniques, presenting a world-destroying stance.

Wusheng Sect's Ultimate Move: Ambush from Ten Sides, is not to be outdone!

In the turbulent sea of fire, the martial artist split into ten.

Each martial artist's face was painted with either red or black masks.

Ten figures wielding different weapons and command flags, like gods and demons, furiously slaughtered all beings on the early-built stage.

"Clang clang clang clang~" The sound of gongs grew increasingly piercing.

"Boom boom boom boom!" The intense drumbeats were endless, with the strong intent to kill almost boiling over.

The sound of the golden-red defense shields shattering was exceptionally piercing.

Qiao Yuansi quickly reached forward, casting countless Black Lanterns above the battle area.

Black Lamp Evil Technique: Yin Lamp Formation!

This is a group control technique, all beings illuminated by the Black Lantern light will bear burdens, thereby hindering their movement.

This technique cannot distinguish between friend and foe.

But at this moment, Qiao Yuansi could no longer care about that.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Boom..." Just as Yin Lamp Formation floated away, another command flag flew out from the sea of fire, detonating a dense sea of flames again.

It ignited a series of Black Lanterns.

Accompanied by this came the screams of Tu Feng, Wuya, and Deng Yuxiang.

"Gwa!!"

Amidst moonlight waves, Leng Tianyue rushed rapidly, with a massive Silver Toad virtual shadow unfolding on her body, continually absorbing the Wusheng Sect's sea of fire.

The stance seemed like she wanted to swallow the "Ten Gods and Ghosts" that were shuttling within it.

Several command flags flew high, scattering electrical currents in all directions.

Martial Arts Divine Technique: Thunder Breaking Formation Order!

Struggling desperately, Leng Tianyue supported the massive Silver Toad virtual shadow, devouring all the enemy's incoming divine techniques.

"Hoo!!"

The gale passed!

"Ugh." On the northern side of the battle area, Deng Yuxiang clenched her teeth tightly, her body covered with streaks of broken patterns, spinning chaotically outward, also causing chaotic gusts of wind.

Indiscriminating between friend and foe!

On the stage, the command flags and flames were also being tossed around chaotically.

Leng Tianyue's expression changed drastically!

In a daze, she seemed to witness, amidst the fire being blown away, a martial artist holding a spear, piercing through Wuya's face, suspending him in mid-air.

The Ran Sect warriors besieging and delaying the martial artists — who were they?

Deng Yuxiang, Tu Feng, Wuya!

Who among them wasn't a remarkably skilled figure?

Tu Feng and Wuya both came from the Martial Monk Faction.

Tu Feng later became the Prisoner Demon-Prison Sky Demon, focusing on defense and control, Wuya later became Nuoshua-Play Face, an extremely swift warrior.

Deserving the title of the second assassin under Yan Shuangzi in the Ran Sect!

Yet this existence, under Wusheng Sect's Ultimate Move: Ambush from Ten Sides, was pierced through the face and suspended in mid-air by a black-faced martial artist holding a spear.

Leng Tianyue stared blankly at her former comrades, the whole world seemed to freeze for a moment.

She also witnessed, eyes wide open, another red-faced martial artist darting towards her under the chaotic wind.

The red-faced martial artist squinted elongated phoenix eyes, his angry words resonated throughout the scene:

"Do you want to die early?"

Leng Tianyue's pupils contracted dramatically!

"Pfft~" Abruptly, the red-faced martial artist, carrying endless intent to kill, shattered.

"Pfft~ Pfft~"

Along with him, the other martial artists all dispersed.

The Silver Toad virtual shadow disappeared, the command flags scattering electricity vanished without a trace, the gale gradually subsided, and the flames dancing around also fully receded.

Two kilometers away, a diminutive figure holding a blade had short hair fluttering, with a feathered dress dazzlingly flying.

Under the Silent Night Blade, all techniques fell silent.

Yet what couldn't be silenced was the monstrous fury in the heart of the young man from the Human Clan!

Even though Lu Ran knew he could let Wuya's divine soul exist for a long time, and that he could one day resurrect his comrade...

But he still wanted to explode!

Martial! Artist!!

Between us today, one must die here!

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