The Crimson Continent

He plunged into the enemy formation like a sharp blade, and with his spiritual blade dancing, an enemy Golden Immortal's head flew off!

Even without the ability to replenish spiritual energy, he unleashed all the Immortal Power within him without reservation.

Retaining strength is the privilege of the strong.

In dire straits, they could only fight to the death!

They would rather exhaust their Immortal Power and die fighting than hold back and perish in frustration!

The combat experience of the Asura Race warriors was fully displayed.

The more than eighty Golden Immortal companions were equally resolute!

Flying blades, flying swords, secret arts, and divine abilities – all their trump cards were revealed, vowing to carve a path through!

However...

Futile!

Lu Tian made his judgment in his heart.

Such a tragic and heroic scene was indeed moving and worthy of remembrance. The desperate counterattack of the weak against the strong would always be sung for their courage, becoming a legend even in failure.

But that was all there was to it.

Although the eighty-plus people working together instantly killed over thirty enemy Golden Immortals, it had alerted the vast and mighty Golden Immortal army.

The enemy immediately dispatched three hundred Golden Immortals to simultaneously bombard this breakthrough team!

Three hundred attacks rained down from the sky.

"Disperse!"

The Old Captain calmly ordered.

The breakthrough team instantly scattered, flexibly changing formations to evade this wave of combined attacks.

But after dispersing, everyone immediately fell into greater peril.

Enemies several times their number surrounded the scattered small teams.

Each person faced three opponents of similar strength.

Everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.

In the face of an absolute disparity in strength, any tactic seemed pale and weak.

The eternal, unchanging truth of the Primordial World was--

Strength ruled all!

More accurately, sufficiently powerful individual strength could determine victory or defeat!

The Moon Washing Blade in Lu Tian's hand flashed with cold light.

His figure instantly vanished from his original spot.

Blade light flashed.

A silver moon hung in the sky.

The three Golden Immortals who had surrounded him perished in an instant!

That radiant full moon made all observers' hearts tremble.

To think such an astonishing blade technique existed in the world.

It was a miracle.

The crowd, snapping back to reality, erupted in terrified screams--

"Xianyue! He's Xianyue!"

The sound waves spread wildly across the battlefield, unhindered, and no one dared to stop them.

Some busybodies even embellished the story.

In a flash, thousands of shouts rose one after another.

"Xianyue has appeared!"

"Xianyue is truly here!"

"Beware of Xianyue's blade!"

The battlefield atmosphere suddenly shifted, the killing intent transforming into a roaring clamor.

Countless people shouted that name.

Some even stopped fighting in a daze, looking towards the figure holding the blade.

Even his usually steady Old Captain cast a shocked glance with his Divine Sense.

How did the junior who buried his head in practicing his blade a thousand years ago become the renowned "Xianyue" who shook the universe?

This mystery left him utterly perplexed.

Lu Tian had no time for further words.

He merely raised his wrist and swung his blade, the edge pointing towards a chilling eight directions.

Fierce blade light tore through the firmament.

A majestic power swept across the plains.

The crescent moon was like a sickle.

Six thousand Immortal Souls snapped in response.

Lu Tian suddenly launched his attack.

This move had been planned long in advance; he had to eliminate all the Golden Immortals on the field before anyone could notice.

The strategy was: swift as the wind, fierce as fire.

A surprise attack to sever their life force and send the immortals to the netherworld!

The results were quite satisfactory.

Six thousand Golden Immortal heads fell!

The blade energy in all directions sealed the heavens and earth, and even set a deadly trap in the River of Time and Space.

All paths of escape were cut off, thus achieving this astonishing feat!

With the eight blades unleashed, even the four Taiyi Golden Immortals engaged in fierce combat were stunned.

How could the Allied Forces' Taiyi Golden Immortals miss such a golden opportunity?

They immediately burned their vital essence and fled into the depths of the void while the enemy was dazed.

In a flash, their figures vanished behind layers of spatial barriers.

Lu Tian watched coldly.

The power of a Taiyi Golden Immortal was indeed extraordinary.

Although the Taiyi Golden Immortal on the Allied Forces' side was not a top-tier expert, his mastery of spatial laws was peak, allowing him to traverse thousands of spaces in an instant.

Lu Tian's divine sense had previously locked onto his trace. He watched as the opponent broke through over four hundred small world barriers, only to completely lose his sense of them, vanishing to an unknown destination.

Though the prey had escaped, the Taiyi Golden Immortals of the Three Great Tribes were not disheartened in the slightest. Instead, their gazes fixed on Lu Tian, burning as if they had found a rare treasure!

The reason was obvious--

The Taiyi Golden Immortal who escaped was merely an evenly matched opponent to them. Even in a one-on-one duel, the outcome would be uncertain.

But if Lu Tian broke through to the Taiyi Realm, they would have no choice but to offer their necks for slaughter!

This god of slaughter's achievements in the Golden Immortal Realm were truly astounding--

Upon entering the Golden Immortal Realm, he had already beheaded three thousand peers, shaking the entire Crimson Continent;

In four hundred years, he had reached the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, and on the battlefield, he had reaped the heads of six thousand Golden Immortals in one fell swoop!

The terrifying speed of his advancement made even the three Taiyi Golden Immortals shudder.

Even though they were prodigies of the Asura Race, they could never have achieved such a feat in the Golden Immortal Realm.

"Let's join forces to kill this fiend!"

"He's just a mere Golden Immortal, deal with him first!"

"Unleashing eight consecutive blades must have come at a cost! He must be at the end of his rope now!"

Three divine senses intertwined in the void, their words differing but their goal the same--

Lu Tian must die!

The battlefield suddenly presented a bizarre scene:

The surviving Golden Immortals fled for their lives as if pursued by the Grim Reaper;

The three Taiyi Golden Immortals, however, were filled with fighting spirit, their eyes on Lu Tian like hunters who had discovered a severely wounded Primordial ferocious beast. Three world-destroying killing moves erupted simultaneously!

The flying sword, like a swimming fish, appeared in the void and stabbed towards Lu Tian's brow. The sword's aim was not at his physical body, but at the Purple Mansion secret realm where his True Spirit resided!

Lu Tian drew a horizontal arc with his blade, and the bright clear radiance condensed into a full moon barrier.

Amidst the clang of metal, the flying sword surprisingly turned into an illusory phantom.

Like a lost soul without a body, only a wisp of ethereal spiritual sense remained.

The long sword suddenly turned ethereal, piercing through Lu Tian's Moon Washing Blade and stabbing directly into the depths of his Purple Mansion!

At the same moment, the other two Asura Race Taiyi Golden Immortal powerhouses did not stand idly by.

One summoned a seven-layered pagoda that hovered above Lu Tian's head. Azure light poured down like a waterfall. Enveloped by the green light, Lu Tian felt his limbs grow heavy as lead, and his divine sense moved sluggishly as if trapped in a swamp.

The other Taiyi Golden Immortal, skilled in close combat, proved even more decisive in his killing intent!

With a flash of blade light, he had already closed in on Lu Tian, his cold blade edge, carrying a bone-chilling cold, cleaving down from above.

These Taiyi Golden Immortals each had their own strengths, all of them having reached the pinnacle of their respective Dao paths. Their Five Elements Body circulated, their Immortal Power flowing endlessly, and every move they made could unleash earth-shattering power.

Lu Tian truly understood at this moment why the Taiyi Realm was called the watershed of the immortal path. Even his feat of destroying six thousand immortals with the Moon Washing Blade was not a difficult task for a Taiyi.

Within his Purple Mansion, the phantom formed by Lu Tian's True Spirit suddenly surged with demonic energy, manifesting the form of a Nine Nether Evil Ghost. Before the spirit sword could react, it was firmly grasped by demonic claws, its body emitting a mournful tremor.

The Asura Taiyi sensed something was wrong and urgently tried to recall his Natal Spirit Sword—this sword had accompanied him through a million battles and was his greatest reliance for dominating those of the same level.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The demonic True Spirit bared its fangs and fiercely gnawed at the spirit sword. If it were not a battle between spiritual bodies, its sharp teeth would have shattered on the spot.

The battle outside also continued. Lu Tian's Moon Washing Blade drew a cold arc in his hand.

Clang!

The moment the two blades clashed, the Asura Taiyi had already used the momentum to retreat far away, his movement as swift as a startled swan.

In that flash of lightning, the suspended treasure pagoda suddenly descended, completely ** Lu Tian within it.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The pagoda body trembled violently, as if trapping a ferocious beast from the Primordial World. The Asura Taiyi, who had forged this pagoda with his life's blood, wore a mocking smile: "How can you break the Demon Suppressing Pagoda forged with three million years of hard work?"

His treasure pagoda was quite famous among Taiyi Golden Immortals. It had once imprisoned a peer expert for thirty thousand years, driving him mad and refining him!

But before he could recover—

Boom!

The pagoda, placed with such high hopes, shattered with a roar!

A contest of magical treasures?

How could he possibly lose here?

The Moon Washing Blade gleamed coldly. Lu Tian broke out of the pagoda, his figure flashing as he stood in mid-air!

Clear Radiance scattered!

Another full moon appeared.

Blood splattered, dyeing the cold moon red.

Lu Tian, however, frowned slightly.

This strike had failed to kill the opponent?

He saw that although the person was split in two, the two halves of his body rapidly fused like flowing water, fleeing towards the distance.

Lu Tian's brow twitched as he recognized this technique—

The Five Elements Body, primarily cultivating the Water Element, his body had been refined to be as formless as water.

Drawing a knife to cut water only makes it flow more!

Without employing special means, it would be difficult to completely annihilate him.

The thought flashed through his mind.

He swung his blade backhand, precisely parrying a spirit blade attacking from behind.

Taiyi Golden Immortals were indeed much more troublesome than Golden Immortals.

However…

It was not without a solution.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Moon Washing Blade danced like a flower in Lu Tian's hand, blocking every single strike from the opponent.

The Taiyi Golden Immortal wielding the blade felt stifled—

Lu Tian's blade technique far surpassed his, sealing off all attack routes!

But he had accumulated millions of years in the Taiyi Realm, while Lu Tian had only been cultivating for how long? How could his blade technique be so heaven-defying?

He did not know—

Lu Tian was multitasking!

Within his Purple Mansion, his True Spirit was still entangled with the spirit sword.

Although it had nearly shattered the True Spirit's teeth, the spirit sword now bore a row of bite marks!

Sensing the extraordinary nature of Lu Tian's True Spirit, the Taiyi hurriedly cast a spell to recall his spirit sword.

Given the previous lesson, he absolutely did not want to lose another magical treasure.

But things went against his wishes.

Lu Tian's True Spirit tightly grasped the spirit sword and, with a thought, dragged it into the Zero World.

This was Lu Tian's realm of fantasy!

As the spirit sword entered the realm—

The Taiyi suddenly froze, completely losing all connection with his spirit sword, as if it had vanished into another world.

How could this be?

His eyes widened in disbelief.

Even across realms, the spirit sword should have sensed something, but now it was like a stone sinking into the ocean!

Pfft!

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out violently.

The connection between the spirit sword and Lu Tian suddenly vanished; the spirit sword had been utterly destroyed!

Seizing this precious opportunity.

Lu Tian swiftly cast multiple defensive secret methods, forcefully withstanding the Taiyi's attack, and in return, unleashed Moon Like a Hook towards the spitting Taiyi.

The opponent's body instantly turned to ash, leaving only a few severed limbs struggling to reform.

Lu Tian's offensive did not wane.

His body was enveloped in layers of protection as he once again took a direct hit from the blade-wielding Taiyi, and another crescent-shaped cold light flashed!

This time, the enemy could no longer turn the tide. Their fragmented body completely disintegrated, finally perishing in obscurity.

Witnessing this scene, the blade-wielding Taiyi's pupils contracted sharply, and without hesitation, they turned and fled!

On the far side of the distant Crimson Continent.

Inside the Styx Palace, the three supreme powerhouses of the Primordial World were also left speechless in shock!

At the Golden Immortal realm, he fought three Taiyi alone, not only killing one of them but also scaring off the other two!

This was simply unbelievable!

Even Styx couldn't help but doubt his own eyes.

This was an impossible task, yet Lu Tian had accomplished it!

Unprecedented?

No, it was the first time since the creation of the world!

Since the dawn of the Primordial World, no one had ever been able to challenge three powerhouses across realms!

Although fighting across realms was not unheard of, with the aid of special magical artifacts, formations, or secret arts, it was indeed possible for the weak to defeat the strong.

But to directly confront like Lu Tian, forcefully killing one amidst the siege of three Taiyi, was truly an ancient and rare marvel!