"The Myriad Poisons Sect is attacking!"
"How could it be so fast? How was that spatial portal formed?"
"The Cloud-Patterned Heaven-Monitoring Mirror? Impossible! This treasure's teleportation distance isn't that far, nor could it teleport so many spiritual cultivators simultaneously!"
A commotion erupted on Black Tiger Mountain.
When the sect's protective formation, the "Azure Nether Dark Tiger Life and Death Wheel Formation," was suddenly shattered by the five-colored divine sword, the commotion immediately ceased, and fear appeared on the faces of every Black Tiger Mountain disciple.
On the other hand, everyone from the Myriad Poisons Sect wore a Li Wushe smile. Li Wushe took the lead, transforming into a poisonous dragon and spewing out a long river of venom, instantly turning hundreds of Black Tiger Mountain disciples into blackish-purple poison.
The other elders of the Myriad Poisons Sect also displayed their extraordinary abilities, each of them bravely taking the lead, especially when their eyes were fixed on Li Wushe, their motivation became even stronger.
They've lived together in the same sect for hundreds of years, knowing each other inside and out, and Li Wushe isn't someone who can keep secrets.
After his strength improved significantly with Logo's help, he immediately began to show off to the other elders.
Originally, Granny Gu, Elder Du Ya, and the others were still skeptical, after all, the matter was too fantastical. They had just acquired the "Five Poisons Body Refinement Art" and were able to improve it, which directly increased Li Wushe's strength by about 50%.
This sounds so unbelievable!
However, when Li Wushe transformed into a poisonous dragon in front of the spatial portal, releasing an aura far more powerful than before, everyone believed it.
The thought then naturally arose.
Li Wushe has made such progress under the guidance of the Lord, let alone them?
In addition, the Black Tiger Mountain has accumulated nearly 100,000 years of heritage and countless rare treasures, making it far more than just incredibly rich.
Driven by immense temptation, all cultivators of the Myriad Poisons Sect, from top to bottom, fought bravely and risked their lives in battle.
Growing up in impoverished and harsh environments, they are fearless when it comes to risking their lives, as long as there is an opportunity and profit to be made!
"Kill them! Kill them all!"
"Exterminate the sect! Exterminate the sect!"
One by one, the disciples, protectors, and elders of the Myriad Poisons Sect rushed forward like madmen, their desperate actions truly frightening many disciples of Black Tiger Mountain.
Upon seeing this, Qingmingzi immediately stepped forward, holding the sect's most Spirit Treasure Life and Death Wheel. This artifact has two sides, one blue and one black.
Blue represents life, and black represents death.
When illuminated by the mysterious light emanating from the blue side, it can bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded, with effects far surpassing most elixirs and miraculous medicines.
However, if one is exposed to the mysterious light of the black side, a large amount of lifespan will be immediately deprived, life force will be cut off, and death will occur on the spot; its destructive power is extremely strong.
This treasure is especially useful in large-scale wars.
Now, Qingmingzi held the Life and Death Wheel, his eyes filled with murderous intent and surging evil energy. Without hesitation, he turned the black side towards the Myriad Poisons Sect, and his inner power surged out like a tidal wave, pouring into this sect-protecting spiritual Spirit Treasure.
In an instant, a vast expanse of black light descended like a curtain, clearly intending to wipe out the entire Myriad Poisons Sect.
Upon seeing this, Yin Jiuyou's expression changed drastically. He instinctively wanted to intervene, but suddenly stopped, his expression becoming respectful, and continued attacking the other Black Tiger Mountain members.
Qingmingzi noticed this scene, his face darkened, and a bad premonition rose in his heart. Soon, his premonition became a reality.
The five-colored divine swords that had broken through the ' Azure Nether Dark Tiger Life and Death Wheel Array' reappeared, running side by side like a peacock spreading its tail, pulling out five different colored light bands, which tore the black curtain to shreds in an instant.
Then, countless flower stems fell from the sky, absorbing all the deathly aura that others were trying to avoid at all costs.
It is the Supreme Dao Art, the Nine Lives Flower.
However, this time, Logo did not let the Nine Lives Flower absorb the death energy released by the Life and Death Wheel, but instead integrated it into the ' Yin Dao Vein '.
Death is yin, life is yang; the Life and Death Wheel is the transformation of yin and yang.
Seeing that his sect's most powerful offensive technique, which he considered the most treasured treasure, had been so easily broken, Qingmingzi's face turned ashen. Without hesitation, he activated the sect's ultimate killing move, summoning a divine projection to descend to the mortal realm.
Inside the Ancestral Hall, an elder received a message from Qingmingzi and immediately lit incense to pray. Soon after, a vast and mighty aura descended, stretching across the sky above Black Tiger Mountain like a dark cloud pressing down.
Rumble!
Thunder roared between heaven and earth, and spiritual energy condensed into a vortex, as if some terrifying being was about to pounce out from it.
The commotion caused the fierce battle below to subside, and gazes, filled with either fear or anticipation, turned to the vortex in the sky.
A fierce wind swirled, whipping his hair around him. Logo stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vortex in the sky. Behind him, five-colored light bloomed, making him appear sacred and majestic.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a divine projection shrouded in azure divine light slowly emerged, none other than the middle-aged man in blue armor under the command of the young master Mo Shang.
However, compared to the majestic aura of its true form, the power of its projection in the lower realm is ultimately limited, only radiating the aura of the Mid Manifestation.
Such power would normally be enough to sweep across the lower realms, but now, it falls short.
When confronting Logo in the air, Logo didn't gain any advantage; instead, he became the one being suppressed.
Above the sky, the five-colored radiance clashed and collided with the blue and yellow radiance, with the latter clearly at a disadvantage.
Witnessing this scene, the disciples of Black Tiger Mountain all showed bitterness and frustration, mixed with disbelief and disbelief that a divine projection could be defeated.
The middle-aged man with blue armor frowned, looking at the distinguished-looking man in blue robes standing with his hands behind his back. His gaze lingered for a moment on the ever-fluctuating five-colored light.
Only then did he slowly speak, "It seems you already know your identity, or perhaps the will of the Carefree Longevity lineage influenced you from the very beginning of your conception?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Logo shook his head with a faint smile.
The middle-aged man in blue armor frowned. "At this point, are you still pretending?"
"Ha? Putting on airs? You think you're worthy?" Logo sneered. "But you're right, things have come to this point, there's no point in saying more. Make your move, let me see what this so-called god is really like, or if he's just a pretty face with no substance."
The contemptuous words echoed in the sky, leaving countless people stunned.
"How dare he? That's a projection of a god!"
"He's insane! This guy's a madman! No wonder he's attacking my Black Tiger Mountain!"
"How on earth did we get involved with this lunatic?!"
Many disciples of Black Tiger Mountain were puzzled, their minds racing with conflicting thoughts, but soon they had no time to dwell on such things.
Boom!!
Enraged, the blue-armored deity suddenly attacked, countless wood-attribute spiritual energies condensing in an instant into a towering, thousand-foot-tall Dharma Form. He swung his giant fist and smashed it towards Logo!