Yuan Tiangang's aura erupted, no longer restrained and peaceful as before, but a majestic and boundless pressure like the vast abyss.
This pressure was like Mount Tai crushing down, instantly enveloping Zhuge Xiu and causing his movements to falter by half!
"How is this possible?!"
Zhuge Xiu's heart trembled violently, and he cried out in shock.
Before he could react, Yuan Tiangang, without moving his body, simply raised a foot and, seemingly slowly but with unparalleled precision, kicked Zhuge Xiu in the chest!
"Bang--!"
A dull thud echoed. Zhuge Xiu felt as if he had been hit by a heavy blow, and his entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, smashing fiercely into a pavilion in the distance, causing the entire structure to collapse with a roar!
"Cough... cough..."
Amidst the billowing dust, Zhuge Xiu struggled to his feet, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his gaze towards Yuan Tiangang filled with apprehension and shock.
He never imagined that the cultivation of the person before him would be higher than his, but he couldn't sense by how much.
"Since you've come, you shall stay."
Yuan Tiangang's indifferent voice rang out. His figure flickered, and he lunged towards Zhuge Xiu, his sleeves fluttering as countless star-trigram runes appeared, transforming into a sky full of killing formations, trapping Zhuge Xiu within!
Zhuge Xiu gritted his teeth and roared, swinging his long sword to desperately resist, but Yuan Tiangang's strength far surpassed his.
With every collision, he was shaken, his blood and energy churning, and he quickly sustained several wounds that exposed bone.
The battle between the two instantly entered a white-hot stage!
And at this very moment, a piercing scream came from the other side!
"No--!"
Zhang Tao used the last of his strength, attempting to detonate himself with his internal energy, but Di Yun severed his head with a single saber strike!
Blood sprayed into the sky, and his head rolled on the ground, his eyes still holding unyielding resentment and malice.
"Third Brother!"
Zhuge Xiu saw this scene and his eyes split open with grief and despair!
Before he could recover from the death of the Third Elder, Zhang Tao, he heard:
"First Elder, save me!"
"First Elder! This disciple doesn't want to die!"
"Save us quickly! The people from Misty Rain Tower are devils!"
The remaining disciples of Qingyun Sect had already collapsed, their wails unending.
They were pushed to the brink of desperation by Jing Ke, Nie Zheng, and the others, their bodies covered in blood, barely able to stand.
They could only roar desperately in the direction of Zhuge Xiu, their eyes filled with desperate pleas.
The two surviving Void Glimpse Realm elders were even more terrified, desperately resisting the onslaught while shouting hoarsely:
"First Elder! Use your trump card quickly! It might be too late if you delay!"
These heart-wrenching cries pierced Zhuge Xiu's heart like steel needles.
He suddenly broke free from Yuan Tiangang's attack, disregarding his own injuries, and spread his arms wide, his hands rapidly forming seals!
The remaining spiritual energy around him surged, veins bulging on his forehead.
He was clearly about to unleash his final trump card, intending to escape this desperate situation with Wang Yuan and the remaining disciples!
"Trying to leave? Too late!"
Yuan Tiangang snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly sharp. How could he allow someone who provoked Eternal Night Heaven to escape?
Yuan Tiangang raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike. The Myriad Transformation Divine Palm, carrying immense divine might, its palm wind like lightning, instantly broke through Zhuge Xiu's spiritual energy barrier and slammed fiercely into his back!
"Pfft--!" Zhuge Xiu grunted, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The sealing motion halted abruptly.
His body unsteady, he stumbled forward, almost falling to his knees.
This scene plunged the battlefield below into an instant silence, all eyes focused on the fierce battle between the Heavenly Human Realm experts.
At this moment, Yuan Tiangang held the advantage. How could he give his opponent a chance to breathe?
His body moved like lightning, closing in on his opponent, and he delivered another fierce kick!
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of bone breaking was clearly audible. Zhuge Xiu flew backward again like a kite with a broken string, crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a sky full of dust.
"Linghu Chong!" Yuan Tiangang's voice was extremely cold and deafening.
"Show no mercy, kill Wang Yuan quickly!"
Immediately after, his gaze swept over Jing Ke, Nie Zheng, and the others, his tone as cold as frost: "The rest of you, kill them all! Leave no one alive!"
"Yes, sir!"
Everyone shouted in unison, their voices like thunder!
Linghu Chong's eyes shot out a cold light, his long sword humming, his sword intent instantly soaring to its peak!
Previously, he had held back, but upon hearing Yuan Tiangang's command, he no longer held back.
His long sword flashed like lightning, striking directly at Wang Yuan's throat!
Wang Yuan had already been forced to retreat repeatedly by Linghu Chong. Now, seeing that Zhuge Xiu was completely defenseless, and hearing Yuan Tiangang's ruthless kill order, he was instantly terrified!
He rapidly retreated, narrowly dodging Linghu Chong's fatal blow, his face contorted with ferocity.
He roared furiously at Linghu Chong, "Misty Rain Tower! You are going too far!"
"My Qingyun Sect is a top power in the Eastern Region! If you dare to wipe us out today, our Sect's Old Ancestor will personally intervene,"
"and will surely tear your Misty Rain Tower to shreds, leaving no survivors!!"
As these threatening words fell, Linghu Chong and the others all let out a scoff.
Linghu Chong's gaze swept indifferently over Wang Yuan, his tone full of disdain:
"A dying man dares to boast here?
"Let alone whether your Old Ancestor, who might not even be alive anymore, is still around,"
"even if he were alive and came here, my Misty Rain Tower would still fear nothing!"
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