"Not good! Run!"
As Divine Lord Zhurong pressed down the blazing sun that could destroy all things, the Nine-Phoenix Demon Lord, the Blood Sea Daoist, and the Five-Water Profound Lord turned and fled without another word.
As for Jiang Sheng's talk of testing their strength against the Divine Lords?
What kind of joke was that?
What had given Lingyuan the confidence to think a group of Void Refinement cultivators could contend with Pure Yang?
Even the weakest Pure Yang was still Pure Yang. Forget Void Refinement cultivators—even Mahayana Devil Lords dared not face a Pure Yang's edge head-on. How could Lingyuan dare?
Yet just as the Blood Sea Daoist and the Five-Water Profound Lord turned to flee, Demon Monarch Hewei's brows drew tight. "This is bad! Attack, now!"
Before her words had faded, Demon Monarch Hewei had drawn her bow and nocked a crane-feather arrow. She fired it at the blazing sun crashing down. "Chasing the Sun, Piercing the Sky!"
At the same time, Xuanyi, Kong Zhen, Xiaogong, Jin Yang, Youhua, and the others struck, trying to help Jiang Sheng stop the blazing sun before it burned all things to ash.
As the blazing sun, ten thousand li across, bathed hundreds of millions of li of heaven and earth in blinding light, life stars rose one after another, each marking a Void Refinement cultivator.
Some heavenly stars shone with clear light, others with fivefold radiance. Their lights differed, but every star that rose represented a Cave Profound Dao Fruit, a True Disciple of a sacred land.
Layer upon layer of arcane patterns flared across the jade ruler in Xuanyi's hand. As the stars around him lit up, he swung the ruler like a sword, carving out a streak of light that split the Star Sea and the heavens.
Kong Zhen