Ji Haoyue's expression was indifferent, as if she had not just wiped out a powerful figure, but merely brushed away a speck of dust.
He spoke again, his voice still steady, yet carrying a heavy, imposing weight:
"Leave behind the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon."
These six simple words, at this moment, sound more threatening than any roar.
An elderly demon woman with profound experience witnessed the tragic death of her fellow cultivator. Her eyes were filled with grief and indignation. She roared and, without hesitation, spat out a palm-sized, lush green divine mountain.
The sacred mountain grew rapidly upon exposure to the wind, instantly transforming into a colossal peak hundreds of feet tall, its entire body shimmering with a jade-like luster and radiating a powerful and imposing aura.
It seemed capable of suppressing mountains and rivers, and ancient demonic runes even flickered faintly on its surface!
The towering peak roared, stirring up the wind and clouds, and with immense force, it pressed down on Ji Haoyue!
Space itself seemed to distort under its oppressive weight.
"See?"
The Black Emperor's voice rang in Ye Fan's ears, carrying an unprecedented solemnity.
"The power of the extraordinary phenomena is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is connected to the laws of heaven and earth, so it is no longer a pure contest of energy."
This old woman's cultivation has reached the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and this " Jade Firmament Peak " is an even more rare treasure.
But within that otherworldly realm of " the Bright Moon Rises over the Sea," the rules are rewritten; ordinary magical treasures are unable to harm its essence, and may even be devoured by its laws.
Sure enough, facing the verdant sacred mountain that could flatten any mountain range, the blue sea behind Ji Haoyue only rippled gently, with a seemingly gentle wave surging up.
It wasn't a forceful confrontation, but rather like an invisible maw opening wide.
The moment the waves touched the sacred mountain, the hundred-zhang peak was like a pebble thrown into water, only causing a few ripples before being completely swallowed by the deep blue, without even a trace of its presence being leaked out.
The old woman's body trembled violently, her face turning deathly pale instantly. Her mental connection with the magical artifact was forcibly severed, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, her breath immediately weakening.
"This old woman's cultivation is not weak, but facing such a powerful and nearly formed domain of its own laws, she lost seventy percent of her abilities and suffered a great loss."
Black Emperor clicked his tongue, a hint of fear flashing in his dog eyes.
A layer of frost settled over Yan Ruyu's exquisite face; she knew she couldn't wait any longer.
Ji Haoyue's Divine Body manifestation was too domineering; in a one-on-one confrontation, no one present could match him.
Her clear, cold voice resounded across the battlefield, carrying a sense of decisiveness:
"Everyone, scatter and break out!"
Once the order was given, the long-suppressed chaos erupted completely!
The remaining demon cultivators surged forth like a flood bursting its banks, rushing in all directions, their various colors of demonic light soaring into the sky, attempting to break through the Ji Family's blockade.
Ji Haoyue's eyes turned slightly cold; he finally moved.
Their steps were leisurely, as if they were strolling in a garden, yet they left behind trails of afterimages in the Void.
The bright moon above his head shone brilliantly, like a cold, murderous god opening its eyes.
The moonlight fell, not intense, but carrying a power of absolute annihilation.
Any demon cultivator struck by the clear light, regardless of their cultivation level, had their protective divine light shatter like paper, and their bodies turned to ashes instantly, like withered grass being set ablaze, without even having time to scream.
Blood splattered on the scorched earth made a sizzling sound, instantly evaporating in the high temperature, leaving only patches of glaring dark red.
His purple robes fluttered, and wherever he went, corpses littered the fields, truly embodying the meaning of "killing one person in ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles." The invincible power of his newly formed Divine Body terrified everyone.
Ye Fan was tightly protected by several old women of the demon race, and he watched in horror, his palms sweating profusely.
He witnessed an old woman, whose strength far surpassed his and who held a revered position among the demon race, join forces to unleash their strongest divine power with a resolute expression on her face.
Transforming into a three-colored Divine Rainbow, it rushed towards Ji Haoyue, attempting to buy time for the others.
However, as soon as she got close, she was swept into the seemingly calm blue sea. No matter how much they struggled or how much supernatural power they unleashed, they were like a small boat adrift in an endless ocean.
Immediately afterwards, the bright moon hanging above the blue sea turned slightly, a cold beam of light swept across, and a head full of resentment and astonishment shot into the sky. The headless corpse fell into the blue sea and disappeared without a trace.
He also saw those cultivators who might have had some friction with him on ordinary days, but who were now fellow demons, roaring and revealing their true forms even though they knew they were no match for him.
They either spewed poisonous flames or brandished sharp claws, charging relentlessly towards the purple figure like moths drawn to a flame.
However, the ending was already predetermined. Their sacrifice only added more corpses to Ji Haoyue's feet. Her purple robes still flowed gracefully, untouched by dust, as if she were walking in her own blood-red garden.
"That's fucking brutal,"
Black Emperor bared its teeth. Although it was a very experienced creature, witnessing this one-sided slaughter made its eyes even more wary.
"This little moon of the Ji family has quite the bloodthirstiness."
If Yan Yatou doesn't make a move soon, the little resistance they've managed to muster will completely collapse and they'll be slaughtered!
Just as the demon race's defenses were about to collapse completely, and despair was spreading like a plague, Yan Ruyu finally made a move.
She stood quietly at the rear, not out of fear, but to gather her strength and wait for an opportunity.
At this moment, she transformed into a white rainbow, no longer caring about breaking through, but instead going against the flow of the fleeing crowd, charging straight back to the core of the battle, her target Ji Haoyue!
She was surrounded by a holy radiance, which seemed out of place in this bloody battlefield, yet it also carried a resolute and tragic air.
Two elders from the Ji Family who had been guarding Ji Haoyue's flanks immediately intervened upon seeing this.
They were highly skilled in cultivation, and each unleashed a powerful magic weapon: a bronze seal as heavy as a mountain and a long river of sword energy as dazzling as a galaxy, intertwining to form a net of death that enveloped Yan Ruyu.
However, Yan Ruyu didn't even glance at them.
She simply raised her slender hand, and in her palm, a divine light of indistinct form, yet capable of distorting and collapsing the surrounding space, suddenly erupted!
The divine light was not dazzling, but it contained a terrifying power that could eclipse the sun and moon and cause all things to wail!
" The Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon!"
Ye Fan exclaimed softly. He could clearly feel the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart within his Bitter Sea trembling slightly, which was the aura of the same-origin Emperor Weapon!
This power far surpassed any fluctuation he had ever felt before, like a sleeping emperor briefly awakening a wisp of his will.
"It's finally revealed!"
Black Emperor's eyes lit up, and he excitedly rubbed his paws together.
"The show is about to begin!"
Let's see if this Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon can break through the tortoise shell of the Ji Family's Divine Body!
Faced with the aura of the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon, Ji Haoyue's indifference finally crumbled, replaced by an extreme solemnity and gravity.
He dared not be negligent. Above his head, an ancient, unadorned mirror, even bearing some patina, floated on the surface, its reflection blurry.
It seemed to reflect the primordial chaos, flowing with wisps of unsettling, chaotic energy.
The appearance of this ancient mirror actually seemed to rival the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon!
"A replica of the Ji Family's Void Mirror?"
Black Emperor squinted and carefully sensed.
"No, although its aura is ancient and carries a trace of the origin of the Void, it is far inferior to the Emperor Weapon that can determine the fate of the world and traverse the Void."
It seems to be an extraordinary treasure, containing a trace of the Daoist essence of the True Void Mirror.
It muttered to itself,
"These two companies are really going all out; they've even brought out their trump cards."
The next moment, the strange phenomenon behind Yan Ruyu suddenly changed!
No longer just a single blue sea, but a seamless blend of sea and sky, with the sky like a flawless sapphire and the waves as calm as a mirror.
Immediately afterwards, golden lotuses emerged from the mirror-like seawater; they were not mere illusions.
Instead, it embodies boundless vitality and Daoist charm; the lotus leaves are lush and green, glistening with dewdrops, each drop of dew seemingly containing a small world.
As the lotus stems swayed, a faint aura of chaos wafted out, as if it were depicting the scene at the beginning of time.
" Golden Lotus Growing in the Sea of Bitterness!"
Even Black Emperor couldn't help but gasp this time, his dog face filled with surprise.
"Another ancient phenomenon, as famous as ' The Bright Moon Rises over the Sea '!"
This girl Yan is quite good at hiding her true colors!
Two top-tier opposing forces clash, their laws collide—this is going to be quite a spectacle!
Kid, open your eyes wide! You don't see this kind of scene often!
The bright moon falls, cold and lonely, carrying with it the will to freeze souls and shatter all laws!
The golden lotus soars into the sky, full of vitality, containing the great power to nourish all things and evolve the universe!
The two did not collide head-on, but at the moment of contact, it was as if the laws of two different "worlds" were eroding, annihilating, and merging with each other!
At the epicenter of the collision, instead of the expected deafening roar, there was a suffocating, utterly calm atmosphere!
But beneath that calm lies an even more terrifying undercurrent!
The lingering hazy moonlight and dazzling golden glow, like an out-of-control tide of death, silently surged and spread in all directions!
The sights they left behind were horrifying!
Whether it's hard volcanic rock, the remains of cultivators, or even fragments of magical artifacts floating low in the air, as long as they are swept by that interwoven light, they will all be affected.
Just like pencil marks erased by an eraser, they disintegrate instantly and disappear completely, leaving not even a speck of dust behind!
It was as if the very existence of that area had been forcibly erased!
Ye Fan was mesmerized, his heart pounding.
This was completely beyond his understanding of "battle"; it was more like two different rules of heaven and earth clashing against each other!
His golden Bitter Sea was drawn in, its waves surging, feeling both repulsion and a hidden longing for those two strange phenomena.
He realized that the true power of the Sea of Bitterness Mysticism lay in its control and manifestation of "Tao" and "Principle," far surpassing ordinary supernatural powers and spells.
The aftershocks of the collision slowly dissipated, revealing the two people at the center.
Ji Haoyue's purple dress had a tear in the lower left hem, making her look slightly disheveled, and her breathing was slightly rapid.
Yan Ruyu was still dressed in white, but a strand of her jet-black hair had been cut off and slowly drifted to the ground.
The two sides seemed evenly matched, with neither able to gain the upper hand.
The two sides seemed evenly matched, with neither able to gain the upper hand.
But this duel is no longer just between the two of them.
Seeing that Ji Haoyue seemed to be losing ground, a powerful member of the Ji Family flashed a fierce glint in his eyes and seized the opportunity to activate the replica of the ancient mirror, shooting out a barely perceptible beam of chaotic light.
In an instant, it pierced through an old demon woman who had exhausted herself in the breakout and was unable to react, turning her into a blood mist on the spot!
"Despicable!" roared a demon.
Yan Ruyu's eyes turned cold, and almost at the same time, the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon in her hand moved again, and the divine light that could not be seen in its shape swept past as if by teleportation.
The Ji Family expert who launched the sneak attack, along with the other two beside him and their protective magic treasures, melted away instantly like ice and snow under the sun, without even being able to utter a scream.
In the end, the replica of the ancient mirror and the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon clashed once again from afar.
There was no violent energy surge, only specks of chaotic light rippling outwards like waves, creating subtle folds in the space wherever they passed.
Afterwards, both of them trembled violently and staggered back several steps.
The ancient mirror's light dimmed, and it sank back into the azure sea behind Ji Haoyue, bobbing uncertainly.
The golden lotuses behind Yan Ruyu withered and disappeared, and the strange phenomenon of the sea and sky blending into one also subsided, with the divine glow in her palm disappearing.
However, the true terror of this clash of top-tier forces is only now becoming apparent.
Silently, on the edge of the battlefield, several volcanic rock peaks, hundreds of meters high and already teetering on the brink of collapse from previous battles, seemed to have endured countless ages of wind and frost.
Starting from the base of the mountain, it silently turned into dust that filled the sky, drifting away with the wind and disappearing completely on the horizon, as if it had never existed.
This terrifying scene, far beyond comprehension, sent a chill down the spines of all survivors, whether from the Ji Family or the demon race, leaving them feeling icy cold.
Faced with such power, individual bravery seems so pale and powerless.
"Now!"
Black Emperor slammed his head into Ye Fan, who was still stunned and bewildered by the obliterated mountain peak, his voice rapid and deep.
"Stop daydreaming! While they are both exhausted and their strength has not yet recovered, and while everyone's attention is drawn to the duel between the Saint Weapon and the strange opponent, come with me quickly!"
Our goal isn't to stay here as cannon fodder or just watch the show!
Ye Fan snapped back to his senses, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and took one last look at Yan Ruyu and Ji Haoyue in the distance, whose auras were fluctuating and who were temporarily unable to fight anymore.
Opportunity lies in danger; now is indeed the best time to leave the battlefield, explore one's own Fortune, and seek Pang Bo clues!
Without further hesitation, he suppressed his aura, minimizing the fluctuations of the sea of the Bitter Sea, and silently followed the one who had already been unable to restrain himself and stood upright.
Like a black lightning bolt, the Black Emperor stealthily slipped away along the scorched ground and the shadows of the rocks, heading towards the very edge of the battlefield, the area that was once the core of Li Qingshan's tribulation.
They quickly stealthily headed towards the lava lake, where the most intense and terrifying Calamity Qi and the Daoist essence of destruction still lingered.