The atmosphere around the Battle Platform grew exceedingly tense and delicate.
Clearly, the Ji Clan's opening assault had failed, but none of the major powers intended to let Chen Changqing defend the platform in peace.
The True Martial Immortal Sect's black-robed Heavenly Monarch stood at the bow, transmitting his voice quietly to a cold-faced cultivator behind him.
"Lu Changsheng, your turn."
"Chen Changqing used his movement technique to shatter the Taiyi Immortal-Slaying Needle just now. He must have consumed a considerable amount of true essence."
"You primarily cultivate the Xuanming Yin-Yang Way, and your protective gang qi is exceptionally dense. Once you're up there, don't trade moves with him. Unleash your Yin-Yang Millstone at full power and exhaust his true essence!"
Within the True Martial Immortal Sect's ranks, the young man named Lu Changsheng nodded.
He, too, had reached the Half-Step Heavenly Monarch realm. An ascetic cultivator secretly nurtured by the True Martial Immortal Sect, he rarely traveled through the Nine Provinces.
Whoosh!
Lu Changsheng leaped onto the Battle Platform.
Having learned from Ji Wugou's mistake, he gave Chen Changqing no opportunity to approach him.
The instant his feet touched the Black Mystic Stone Slabs, he shot backward and thrust both palms forward.
Two immense torrents of yin-yang magical power, one black and one white, surged forth, transforming into two enormous fish a hundred zhang long that spun wildly above the Battle Platform.
"Taiji Mystic Heaven, Myriad Arts Cannot Invade!"
Lu Changsheng's voice burst forth like spring thunder, and vast yin-yang Dao energy wrapped him in an impenetrable cocoon.
The black and white fish circled, forming a wall of yin-yang energy ten zhang thick.
This was the True Martial Immortal Sect's finest defensive Dao art. Cultivators of the same realm would have to expend tremendous effort to grind it down