Lin Ruoxue said nothing, cold light flickering in her eyes.
Moonlight gathered in her palm and formed a sword. With one slash, it fell—not to sever the Earth Qi, but to cut open the chaotic flows beneath the ground and carve out a path for the Earth Qi to return.
Facing this disturbance in the Earth Qi, the ones making a move at this moment were not merely the cultivators of the Buddhist Sect and the Moon Palace.
Where Ji Changfeng and the rest, the gathered Demon Cultivators, were located, movement also erupted at the first instant.
A chorus of roars that resounded through the mountains and forests rang out as hundreds of Demon Cultivators simultaneously urged their Demonic Essence.
The power of mountains, rivers, grasses, and trees was drawn up, transforming into a vast greenish-blue net of light that covered the ley lines!
And among the many cultivators, Jiutian Xuanye was the most crucial. She stood in midair, her figure unmoving as a mountain.
The immortal spiritual energy around her did not flare greatly, yet strands of profound Dao rhythm sank into the earth.
With every strand of Dao rhythm that fell, the northern ley lines steadied by a fraction.
Only, high above the ninth heaven, the lightning still remained.
Whenever the Dao rhythm around her strengthened even slightly, a low rumble of thunder would roll through the depths of the clouds.
It was precisely because everyone acted in time that the disturbed Earth Qi was suppressed at the first opportunity.
Otherwise, once such power erupted, the consequences would absolutely be too dreadful to imagine.
On Tianjue Peak!
At this moment, Su Shi'er's face was as pale as snow, yet his hands pushed steadily forward.
The Breathing Soil hung suspended in midair, trembling without end under the impact of