Boundary Breaker Pass.
A battlefield of carnage.
The once clear and bright Qiankun has long since collapsed, replaced by howling, chaotic winds.
"Boom--!"
A deafening roar, powerful enough to shatter the primordial Primordial Spirit of Daluo Golden Immortal, erupted.
The Tongtian Jiaozhu Leader was forced to retreat ten thousand feet, and the void beneath his feet cracked inch by inch.
"Puff."
A mouthful of holy blood was spat out, instantly turning into a rain of blood that horribly stained the yellow earth below.
The Qingping Sword in his hand was covered in cracks and emitted a mournful cry, as if it would completely disintegrate at any moment.
We lost.
Utter defeat.
The Myriad Immortals Formation was already a dead zone.
Golden Spirit Holy Mother knelt on the ground, half of her body smashed, yet she still desperately protected the Gui Ling behind her; Daoist Duobao was swept away by Laozi with his Wind and Fire Futon, his fate unknown; the remaining Ten Thousand Immortals of the Interception Sect were either dead or wounded, leaving a scene of utter desolation.
" Tongtian, you still won't admit defeat?"
Yuanshi Tianzun stood on the clouds, his expression indifferent, the Pangu Banner in his hand fluttering in the wind, radiating a terrifying pressure as if the World Creation.
Those who follow the will of Heaven prosper, those who defy it perish.
"Your Interception Sect's fate is sealed. Today is the day you, Tongtian, fall from your Saint Position!"
beside.
Zhunti Daoren's eyes gleamed with a greedy green light, and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand was already poised to strike, waiting only for Tongtian to fall so he could rush in and plunder it all.
The Jieyin Daoren looked pained and chanted Buddhist mantras, but to the disciples of the Interception Sect, these mantras were more jarring than the roars of evil spirits.
Taishang Laojun closed his eyes slightly, seemingly unable to bear witnessing this scene of fratricide, but the Taiji Diagram above his head completely blocked all of Tongtian Jiaozhu's escape routes.
"Hahaha..."
The Tongtian Jiaozhu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed wildly, looking up at the sky.
The laughter was shrill, carrying a kind of unyielding madness.
"Admit defeat?"
"Since I, Tongtian, took human form, the sword in my hand has never known the meaning of admitting defeat!"
Even if I die today and my Interception Sect is wiped out, I will drag one of you down with me!
boom!
He ignited the essence of sainthood.
An extremely tragic aura soared into the sky, and the Qingping Sword once again emitted a deafening sword cry, as if it were making a final, desperate struggle.
"Stubborn to the end!"
Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, his eyes revealing Killing Intent.
"Since you wish to die, then this humble Daoist priest will grant your wish!"
Whoosh!
The Pangu Banner moved.
This innate Innate Supreme Treasure, hailed as the most Primordial World offensive weapon in the primordial world, is now unleashing its true power.
A jet-black, Chaos Sword Qi, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, tore through space and time, shattered the laws, and, carrying the will to destroy everything, slashed down at the already exhausted Tongtian Jiaozhu.
This attack was unavoidable.
This blow even killed a saint.
"Master!!!"
Within the Myriad Immortals Formation, the surviving Jie Sect Disciple let out desperate cries.
The Tongtian Jiaozhu looked at the descending destructive sword energy, but did not dodge. He simply closed his eyes slowly, a relieved smile appearing on his lips.
it's over.
It's almost over.
However.
Just as the Chaos Sword Qi was about to completely obliterate the Tongtian Jiaozhu along with the entire Myriad Immortals Formation, at the critical moment...
"Why."
A soft sigh.
It rang out abruptly.
The sound was soft, as calm as a lazy sigh from a boy next door waking up in the afternoon.
There was no earth-shattering power, no Magic Power fluctuations that shook the heavens.
But that soft sigh clearly reached the ears of everyone present, even drowning out the thunder and the sounds of battle.
Immediately afterwards.
The Pangu Banner energy, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, stopped.
It was located three inches between the eyebrows of the Tongtian Jiaozhu.
It came to an abrupt stop.
It's like a scene that's been paused, unable to progress even an inch further.
"Um?"
The pupils of the Yuanshi Tianzun Venerable suddenly contracted.
The fake smiles on the faces of the Two Saints of the West froze instantly.
Taishang Laojun, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and two beams of light shot into the arena like sharp swords.
The Tongtian Jiaozhu's eyelashes trembled as he slowly opened his eyes.
Then.
He saw a figure from behind.
A figure that, though not particularly tall, seemed to hold up the entire sky.
The man, dressed in a blue robe with his black hair casually cascading over his shoulders, stood between him and the Four Saints, his posture so relaxed it was outrageous.
Without any magical protection.
No supernatural powers were manifested.
He stood there casually, his feet treading on the shattered void, as if this were not a battlefield of saints in a hellish realm, but his own backyard.
Qin Feng.
He raised his head, his gaze passing over the Chaos Sword Qi frozen in mid-air, and looked at the astonished Yuanshi Tianzun, a playful smile curving his lips.
"It's just a fight, why make such a fuss?"
"You disturbed my Yun Xiao's sleep."
quiet.
The entire Boundary Breaker Pass was plunged into an eerily quiet silence.
The wind has stopped.
The clouds have stopped.
Everyone's brains went blank at that moment.
Who is this?
Who the hell is that?!
Daring to interfere in the deadly trap set by four sages?
How dare they ignore the attack of the Pangu Banner as if it were nothing?
And what did they say... that they disturbed Yun Xiao's sleep?
Who are you?!
Yuanshi Tianzun's face turned ashen, and his hand holding the Pangu Banner trembled uncontrollably.
I can't see through it.
It's completely unfathomable.
In his sage-like Spiritual Sense, the man in the blue robe before him was like a wisp of mist, without a past, without a future, and even... not existing in this world.
This unknown made him even more uneasy than when he faced Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
Zhunti Daoren also swallowed hard and subconsciously shrank back behind Jieyin.
Just a moment ago, he actually felt a chill emanating from the depths of his soul emanating from this young man who showed no Magic Power.
That's the instinctive fear of being targeted by a top predator, like prey.
"Who I am?"
Qin Feng extended a finger and gently flicked it against the solidified Chaos Sword Qi.
bite.
A crisp sound.
That terrifying sword energy, powerful enough to kill a saint, shattered instantly like a burst bubble, turning into countless points of light and dissipating.
This move completely stunned everyone present.
A flick of the finger shatters sword energy?!
Is this even human?!
After doing all this, Qin Feng slowly clapped his hands, as if brushing off some dust. His gaze swept over the four saints opposite him who were completely frozen, and finally landed on the face of the Tongtian Jiaozhu, which was filled with the words "Who am I? Where am I?"
"Father-in-law"
Qin Feng turned around, revealing a bright, almost irritating smile, and pointed to the ten thousand immortals of the Interception Sect behind him who were completely dumbfounded.
"This place is too chaotic; it's not suitable for retirement."
"Leave the rest to me."
After saying that.
He turned around again, facing the four saints who stood at the pinnacle of the Primordial World, stretched, and spoke in a tone as calm as if asking for directions:
"Who was it that wanted to expel the Interception Sect just now?"
"Step forward."
"Let me see if your head is harder than this Pangu Banner."