Twenty-Four Heavens Descend, Zhao Gongming Suppresses Six Great Luos

The six Great Luos simultaneously turned to look at Zhao Gongming.

If it had been a long-established Great Luo Perfection saying such words, they might have seriously weighed them.

But Zhao Gongming?

How long had it been since he had broken through to Great Luo?

Though his aura had stabilized.

He was plainly only at the Early Great Luo stage.

An Early Great Luo.

Calling out six opponents by name.

He was more or less treating the Celestial Court's Great Luos as if they were nothing.

"Arrogant!"

A white-haired Daoist was the first to attack.

The whisk in his hand swept fiercely.

Its three thousand white strands instantly transformed into a silver river stretching tens of thousands of zhang, surging toward Zhao Gongming.

The other five did not truly bother with any rules of one-on-one combat either.

The battle had already reached this point.

And Zhao Gongming himself had invited them to attack together.

When someone handed them such a request.

They would naturally grant it.

For a moment.

Six Innate Spirit Treasures rose into the air at once.

Divine fire.

Lightning.

Sword light.

Frost.

Several Great Luo Laws intertwined, nearly sealing off the hundred thousand li of void around Zhao Gongming completely.

Yet Zhao Gongming showed not the slightest trace of panic.

His greatest gain over these past years had not simply been breaking through to Great Luo.

It was finding a path that truly belonged to him.

Worlds.

Twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls slowly rose.

The first pearl lit up.

A phantom world appeared behind him.

The second pearl.

A second layer of world manifested.

The third pearl.

The fourth pearl.

Until all twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls blossomed with azure divine radiance.

Twenty-four phantom worlds hung behind Zhao Gongming at once.

Heaven.

Earth.

Mountains and rivers.

The sea.

Though most of the scenes within remained hazy.

And were still far from being true worlds.

Once the twenty-four layers of space overlapped, an indescribably heavy presence descended upon the entire battlefield.

The expressions of the six Celestial Court Great Luos changed at once.

"What kind of divine ability is this?"

"It is not a divine ability."

Zhao Gongming smiled.

"It is my Dao."

His right hand pressed downward.

"Suppress!"

Boom—!

The Twenty-Four Heavens sank simultaneously.

The six Great Luo divine abilities that had just rushed into Zhao Gongming's vicinity seemed to have suddenly fallen from a normal world into a space where gravity had multiplied countless times over.

The three thousand whisk strands were the first to halt.

Then they snapped apart one by one.

The divine fire filling the sky was directly compressed into a tiny clump.

The lightning grew slower and slower.

In the end, it even hung in midair, unable to descend any further.

The six Great Luos only felt as though the space around them had suddenly turned into solidified divine iron.

Every movement.

Felt as if they had to push forward beneath twenty-four vast heavens.

"Break open for me!"

One Great Luo roared.

His magical power erupted with full force.

An Innate divine axe above his head hacked down madly.

The phantom image of the first heaven trembled violently.

The second layer immediately filled in.

The divine axe split open the second layer.

The third layer pressed down again.

That Great Luo's expression gradually darkened.

Why did this thing come layer after layer?

Was it never going to end?

Zhao Gongming likewise felt the magical power within him rapidly draining away.

Maintaining the Twenty-Four Heavens at once with Early Great Luo cultivation placed far greater pressure on him than it appeared on the surface.

But the more this was so.

The brighter his eyes became.

It worked.

It truly worked!

Previously, his Suppression Great Dao had only been a vague notion.

But now, the twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls seemed to have completely paved this path open for him.

One pearl.

One heaven.

Twenty-four pearls.

Made twenty-four heavens!

If every layer of heaven truly became a complete world in the future.

Then when twenty-four worlds crashed down at once.

Forget Great Luos of the same realm.

Even a Quasi-Saint would have to first weigh whether their skull was hard enough.

"Again!"

Zhao Gongming burst into laughter.

The twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls suddenly scattered outward.

Each pearl suppressed a section of void.

The Twenty-Four Heavens, which had originally overlapped one another, fully unfolded.

The space surrounding the six Celestial Court Great Luos was instantly divided into entirely separate regions.

Each person was trapped within four heavens!

The Great Luos had originally been able to support one another.

But in the blink of an eye, they were forcibly separated.

"Zhao Gongming!"

Someone's expression changed drastically.

"You dare divide the battlefield? Aren't you afraid your magical power will fail to sustain it?"

Zhao Gongming naturally knew.

But he had never planned to trap them slowly.

Four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls crashed toward one of the Great Luos at once.

Boom!

It was not the weight of four pearls.

It was four phantom worlds descending simultaneously.

The protective treasure tower that Great Luo had brought forth held for only an instant.

Crack!

Cracks appeared across the tower's body on the spot.

And he himself was smashed straight from midair into the Eastern Sea.

"The first."

Zhao Gongming was in high spirits.

On the other side.

The remaining five Great Luos had completely changed expression.

An Early Great Luo.

One against six.

He suppressed one first.

He had really managed to put on airs?

But Zhao Gongming was far from the only one who was truly excited.

At the edge of Penglai.

A true storm of Dao had already begun to rage within Luxuan's Primordial Spirit.

This was Zhao Gongming's first time truly using the Twenty-Four Heavens in a Great Luo-level battle.

How worlds overlapped.

How space was divided.

How the force of suppression multiplied through layered heavens and earth.

Every new change.

Entered Luxuan's Primordial Spirit through the hundredfold return of the Great Dao master-disciple bond.

One insight was nothing much.

Ten times.

A hundred times.

As Zhao Gongming continuously perfected the Twenty-Four Heavens in actual battle, the path toward Primordial Unity that Luxuan had only just touched in the past grew clearer and clearer.

The Space Great Dao built the boundaries.

The Array Dao stabilized the structure of heaven and earth.

The Cloud Water Great Dao nourished what lay within.

The Sword Dao transformed into Slaughter.

The World Dao became the foundation that bore all laws.

For the first time, the several Great Daos that had once stood side by side truly began converging toward a single core.

Not cutting them away.

Not entrusting them elsewhere.

But merging them all into himself.

Ten Thousand Daos Return to One.

Primordial Unity as One Body.

The magical power within Luxuan, which had already reached the limit of Great Luo Perfection, began to change soundlessly.

Dongwang Gong noticed first.

He suddenly turned his head.

"Hm?"

No vast spiritual energy vortex like the one that appeared upon breaking through to Great Luo emerged around Luxuan.

Instead, there was a silence so deep it felt strange.

But the quieter it became.

The more Dongwang Gong felt that something was wrong.

Because he discovered that he was gradually becoming unable to accurately sense Luxuan's realm.

The other party was clearly standing right there.

Yet his aura seemed to be "separating" itself from the heavens and earth of the Great Wilderness, bit by bit.

It was not vanishing.

Rather, it was a feeling of no longer relying entirely on the Great Dao of the outside world.

For the first time, a thread of genuine unease rose in Dongwang Gong's heart.

"Can't delay any longer."

He had originally planned to let the million-strong immortal army completely crush the Three Cloud Sisters and Zhao Gongming, then use the complete Myriad Immortals Formation to fight Luxuan to the death.

But now.

The plan had to be brought forward.

"All immortals, heed my command!"

Dongwang Gong shouted sharply.

Dozens of Great Luo returned to their respective positions within the formation at once.

The immortal banners in the hands of the million immortal soldiers rose in unison.

The vast fortune that had originally spread across the entire battlefield began to converge madly toward the center.

The complete Myriad Immortals Formation!

At last, it truly activated.

Rumble—!

It was as if a second heaven had suddenly appeared above the Eastern Sea.

The auras of a million immortal cultivators linked together.

A colossal purple-gold immortal silhouette, so immense that its full outline was nearly impossible to discern, slowly rose behind the boundless clouds.

Only half of it had manifested.

Yet that pressure already far surpassed the rudimentary formation Dongwang Gong had deployed last time.

In the distance, the divine senses of countless observing great powers rapidly retreated.

"Dongwang Gong is getting serious."

"A million immortal troops, plus the complete Myriad Immortals Formation."

"This blow has likely truly touched the level of a Late Quasi-Saint."

Dongwang Gong stood at the very center of the formation.

He raised the Dragonhead Staff high.

All of the Celestial Court Fortune surged toward him.

"Luxuan!"

"Today, I'll let you see."

"What the true foundation of the Celestial Court is!"

Purple light filling the sky completely illuminated the Eastern Sea.

However.

Luxuan did not look up.

At that moment, he had no mind to spare for Dongwang Gong.

Deep within his Primordial Spirit.

The final wisp of Great Dao that had originally existed independently finally fused completely.

Crack.

It was as though some nonexistent shackle had silently shattered.

The next instant.

The Great Luo Dao Fruit within Luxuan abruptly contracted.

Formation.

Sword.

Space.

Cloud Water.

World.

The many Great Daos were not severed from his body. Instead, they all merged into the deepest part of his Dao Fruit.

Boom—!

An aura entirely different from the method of a Quasi-Saint severing corpses suddenly rose from Luxuan's body.

There was no good corpse.

No evil corpse.

Still less did he use an Innate Spirit Treasure to anchor himself.

He merely took one step forward.

The Great Luo Limit.

Had been crossed.

Early Primordial Golden Immortal!

The entirety of Penglai trembled at that moment.

Across the immortal island stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, countless Innate Spiritual Roots lowered their branches and leaves of their own accord.

Spiritual veins roared like dragons, while even the heavenly laws around the Eastern Sea, which had been churning without rest, briefly fell still.

On the battlefield.

Zhao Gongming abruptly raised his head.

Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao also looked toward Penglai at nearly the same time.

"Master has broken through?"

The observing great powers in the distance collectively lost their voices.

Especially those who had witnessed Luxuan's previous battle with Dongwang Gong, a thought so absurd that even they found it unbelievable surfaced in their hearts almost simultaneously.

Last time.

Luxuan really seemed to have been only a Great Luo.

And now.

He had finally crossed that step.

At the center of the complete Myriad Immortals Formation.

The cold smile on Dongwang Gong's face slowly froze.

He had prepared for hundreds of years.

He had recalled all the Celestial Court's main forces.

A million-strong army had pressed in.

He had even finally completed the full Myriad Immortals Formation.

Yet just as he was preparing for the true decisive battle.

The one across from him had broken through.

The fingers gripping the Dragonhead Staff slowly tightened.

For some reason.

An utterly absurd thought suddenly surfaced in his heart.

This time...

Had he arrived too late?