Chapter: Nine Calamities, One Sword
True Immortal Taiyu took the lead.
He was both the leader and the central figure of this operation. Naturally, Taiyu was the first to charge in.
The old man in yellow robes swept his wide sleeve. A stream of air shot a thousand li into the sky, sealing off the void around the holy city even as it carried his divine will inside.
"You Wanxu, come out and meet your death!"
Boom!
True Immortal Taiyu found a weakness in the formation within the void. He raised a pale-gold palm and struck toward several special points within the holy city.
The sight was spectacular. Though the palm was only the size of a small mountain, it radiated vast, boundless waves of energy.
Crack! Crack!
Within the holy city was an illusory sky, condensed from layer upon layer of formations. In that instant, the pale-gold giant hand broke through one field after another, tearing open a gap.
Inside the city, Young Master Su, Agude, and countless others sensed the drastic upheaval in the heavens. Their eyes widened in shock, their bodies and souls trembling.
The pressure of a True Immortal surged forth. A golden giant hand tore through the outer formations, nearly punching its way inside.
It was an utterly supreme pressure, unmatched beneath heaven, striking terror into the depths of one's soul.
"A True Immortal! Damn it... it's a True Immortal!"
Young Master Su was both shocked and enraged. He had never imagined that an enemy True Immortal would emerge.
"You Wanxu, if you still refuse to leave seclusion, I will destroy this Tianqi Holy City!"
True Immortal Taiyu's voice was cold.
"This is Taiyu, that immortal god expert of the Crimson Sky Sect who had long cultivated in seclusion... Many believed he had died in