A Shocking Turn of Events, the Divine Seal Appears

On the morning of the third day after Li Yunjing left.

A large number of people suddenly appeared outside the protective formation of the mountain.

Heavenly Lord Haoyang, dressed in a golden-red divine robe and holding the Blazing Sun Divine Spear, stood atop the clouds.

Behind them, more than twenty deities unleashed their Spiritual Qi, while two thousand disciples of the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect lined up below, exuding a murderous aura.

"Li Yunjing has gone to the Ten Thousand Souls Cave. Today, we will crush the Luozhen Sect!" With a command from Haoyang, terrifying True Solar Fire crashed down.

Boom!

The protective array around the mountain shook violently, its spiritual light flickering erratically.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The alarm bells rang Luozhen City.

Mo Xuan stood atop the city wall, looking at the overwhelming enemy forces outside, his expression extremely solemn.

"They've finally arrived." He took a deep breath and ordered sternly, "All elders, guard the key points of the formation!"

"Disciples are in position. Activate the formation!"

"Biyuan Tribe, activate your Totem Battle Markings!"

"Senior Five Spirits Lord, thank you for your trouble."

Within the mountain-protecting formation, a phantom image of a cauldron seal slowly emerged, which was the spiritual power avatar left behind by the Five Spirits Lord.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Five Spirits Lord's voice rang out.

With a hum, the protective mountain array shone brightly, firmly blocking Haoyang's first attack.

"Oh? That's interesting."

Haoyang hovered in the air, looking at the stable formation, and raised an eyebrow.

"Without Li Yunjing and without the Five Aggregates Cauldron, you dare to put up a stubborn resistance?"

"Xuanjie, Bi Shui, all gods, heed my command! Break the formation with all your might!"

"Yes, sir!" More than twenty deities acted simultaneously.

Various divine powers rained down on the great formation.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The sounds of explosions were deafening.

The protective array shook violently, its patterns flickering unpredictably.

Mo Xuan stood at the core of the formation, continuously channeling spiritual energy into it, cold sweat beading on his forehead. Too powerful.

The combined attack of more than twenty gods was too much pressure.

"Elder, the formation is about to collapse!" the disciple in charge of the formation's core shouted urgently.

"You have to hold on, even if you can't!" Mo Xuan shouted sternly.

"Everyone, hold on!"

The disciples gritted their teeth and persevered, desperately channeling their spiritual energy.

Under the leadership of Zhi Qianshu, all the warriors of the Biyuan Tribe activated their Totem Battle Markings.

The golden battle patterns converged into a massive totem beam of light, surging into the mountain-protecting formation and replenishing its power.

The Totem Hall shone brightly, the will of the Primordial Ancestor was activated, and its power to Evil Suppression and Baleful Intent Dispelling was fully unleashed, weakening the divine attacks on the spirits.

The Rogue Cultivator deities also stepped in, each employing their own methods to assist in the defense.

For a time, the impregnable mountain-protecting formation actually withstood the siege of the gods.

Haoyang attacked for half an hour but failed to break the formation.

"A bunch of useless trash!" Haoyang's face was gloomy, and he felt irritated.

I didn't expect the Luozhen Sect's defense to be so tenacious.

"I will come in person!" He raised the Blazing Sun Divine Spear, his body ablaze with Solar Golden Flame.

"Blazing Sun - Burning the Sky!"

With a thrust of the spear, a massive golden fiery spear shadow, carrying the power to incinerate everything, slammed fiercely into the great formation.

Boom!!!

A deafening roar, accompanied by shockwaves, swept across the surrounding area.

The protective array instantly caved in, and its runes shattered over a large area.

"Pfft!" Mo Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward.

"Elder!" the disciples exclaimed.

The light of the great formation dimmed instantly, and it looked like it was about to shatter.

Ling Taixuan, watching from afar, burst into laughter. "It's broken! The great formation is about to break!"

"Charge in! Crush the Luozhen Sect!"

The gods were greatly encouraged and prepared to charge into battle.

At this critical moment, a gentle yet majestic blue light suddenly shone from the depths of Luozhen City.

An ancient seal slowly rose from the city.

The seal is engraved with patterns of gods paying homage and vast landscapes, exuding an ancient and boundless Divine Lord aura.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, the Divine Seal trembled slightly, and a cyan light curtain spread out.

The protective array that was on the verge of collapse was instantly restored to its original state, and even more stable than before.

Haoyang's blazing spear shadow was easily blocked by the light barrier and vanished without a trace.

"What?!" Haoyang's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock.

"The Divine Seal of Creation?! How could it be here?!"

The entire arena fell silent. Everyone, whether they were the attacking Heavenly Hao Alliance and Primordial Beginning Dao Sect or the defending Luozhen Sect, was stunned.

The Divine Seal of Creation, the natal artifact of the High Antiquity lord of gods.

Everyone thought it would be born at the Fallen God Mountain, but no one expected it to appear in Luozhen City at this time.

"How is this possible!" Haoyang stared intently at the cyan seal in the air, his eyes filled with disbelief and greed. "How could it be here?!"

He had deduced it countless times; the birthplace was clearly Fallen God Mountain.

Why would it appear in Luozhen City?

Had something unexpected happened that he was unaware of?

The Divine Seal hovered above Luozhen City, slowly rotating.

The blue light was gentle, yet carried an unassailable majesty.

An aged yet calm voice emanated from the seal, resounding throughout heaven and earth. "Haoyang brat, have dared to sneak into the mountain gate while your master is away. You've gone far too far."

A spirit! It's the spirit of the Divine Seal of Creation!

Everyone was even more shocked. It was not surprising that the artifact had a spirit, but to have such a high level of intelligence and be able to speak on its own was terrifying.

Haoyang suppressed the turmoil in his heart and forced himself to remain calm. "Are you the spirit of the Divine Seal of Creation?"

"Indeed." The spirit's voice was flat and emotionless. "I am here by the dying wish of the Divine Lord, waiting for the destined one. Since you are not the destined one, then get lost."

Haoyang as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, "Get lost? How dare a dead thing spout such nonsense?"

"The Divine Seal of Creation is a supreme treasure of the High Antiquity Divine Lord, and only I am worthy of it! Now that it has appeared on its own, it saves me the trouble!"

His eyes blazed with greed, and the golden flames of the Blazing Sun Divine Spear in his hand surged.

"Come here, Your Majesty!"

With a thrust of the spear, golden chains flew from the tip, heading straight for the Divine Seal of Creation, attempting to forcibly restrain it.

"You don't know what's good for you." The spirit's voice carried a barely perceptible chill.

The Divine Seal trembled slightly, and with a hum, a cyan halo spread out.

The golden chains shattered the moment they touched the halo, like ice and snow melting away.

The halo's momentum remained undiminished, sweeping towards Haoyang.

"What?!" Haoyang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly parried with his spear.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, Haoyang struck as if by a heavy blow, his body flying hundreds of feet backward, his chest heaving with Qi and Blood, and a trace of golden divine blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

One move, just one move.

Heavenly Lord Haoyang, who was wielding his natal artifact and at his peak, was actually repelled by the spirit of the Divine Seal seal and was even injured.

The entire hall fell silent once more. The people from the Primordial Beginning Dao Sect gaped, their faces filled with horror.

The members of the Luozhen Sect were also dumbfounded, staring blankly at the cyan seal in the air.

That's incredibly powerful!

"This... this is the divine artifact of the High Antiquity Divine Lord?" Mo Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself.

That's terrifying. The spirit of the artifact easily repelled Haoyang.

Haoyang steadied himself, his face alternating between pale and flushed, filled with shock and anger.

He hadn't expected the spirit of the Divine Seal of Creation to be so powerful.

"You!" Haoyang gritted his teeth, "You're nothing but a weapon spirit, yet you dare to oppose me?"

"An enemy? You're not worthy." The spirit's tone was calm, yet utterly arrogant.

"Dare to utter another word, and your divine status will be preserved."

The spirit's tone was incredibly arrogant, but no one thought it was just boasting.

It was qualified to injure Haoyang with a single move.

Haoyang was trembling with anger, but dared not step forward again.

He knew he was no match for the spirit of the artifact.

The Divine Seal of Creation was, after all, the Divine Lord's natal artifact, and its power far surpassed that of his Blazing Sun Divine Spear.