The Battle Ends!

On Cang Wuji's side, the situation had already turned completely one-sided.

The dark blue giant eagle had its spine crushed by Cang Wuji's foot; now, Cang Wuji, in his true form, a giant bear ten thousand feet tall with a deep blue body, was gripping the giant eagle's neck with one hand.

Cang Wuji cultivated Immortal Foundation of immortality below the Ultimate Force Dao Fruit, with a cultivation level of Late Spirit Transformation. Against someone at the Early Spirit Transformation, it wasn't a fight at all; it was a crushing defeat.

Three layers of Immortal Foundation, each displaying its Divine Ability.

The giant eagle struggled in Cang Wuji's palm, its Water Dao energy surging wildly from its body, transforming into countless water blades that slashed at the azure giant claw.

But those water blades couldn't even leave a mark on Cang Wuji's body.

The physical body of Late Spirit Transformation is incredibly powerful.

"Little thing, what are you struggling for?"

Cang Wuji grinned, and his five fingers suddenly tightened.

A series of cracking sounds came from the giant eagle's neck, and it screamed in agony, flapping its wings wildly; but Cang Wuji had already raised his other hand, his palm condensing Ultimate Force Dao.

A punch landed.

That punch was devoid of any fancy moves; it was purely a matter of force Dharma Breaking.

Wherever the fist's force passed, the void shattered like a mirror.

The spatial turbulence was directly crushed by this punch, and the feathers, flesh, and bones on the giant eagle's chest disintegrated layer by layer under this punch.

"Puff--"

The giant eagle spat out a large amount of azure blood, and the light in its eyes rapidly dissipated.

Cang Wuji didn't give him a second chance.

He poured the Ultimate Force Dao from his palm into the giant eagle's body, like a mountain collapsing, directly crushing the giant eagle's meridians, Immortal Foundation, and even the origin of the Great Dao.

That azure-blue primordial essence, under Cang Wuji's Ultimate Force Dao aura, couldn't even struggle before being crushed.

Another Nascent Spirit Transformation has fallen.

Cang Wuji shook the blood off his hands and muttered, "Too fragile. It wasn't as fun sparring with those old fogies in the Ancestral Court."

The final battlefield.

Shan Yue and Chi Gang joined forces to confront Fei Yu, the patriarch of the Flying Soar Clan.

Fei Yu, with his Middle Spirit Transformation cultivation, should have been the toughest nut to crack; however, facing Shan Yue, a Late Spirit Transformation old monster, he was at a disadvantage from the very beginning.

The Shan Yue peaks are the Immortal Foundation immortality beneath the Earth Virtue Dao Fruit, and the Earth Dao is extremely profound.

With a single palm strike, a towering mountain rose from the ground beneath his feet; the mountain was entirely yellowish-brown, its surface shimmering with the aura of Spirit Transformation, and it crashed directly towards Fei Yu.

With a flap of its wings, Fei Yu unleashed a torrent of Water Dao energy that swept over the mountain; however, the mountain remained Boulder, unmoved by the torrent, thanks to the support of Earth Dao energy.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chi Gang attacked from the flank.

The giant python coiled around Fei Yu, its Fire Dao energy sealing off Fei Yu escape route; it bit into Fei Yu's left wing, its fangs piercing through the bone.

"Damn it!" Fei Yu screamed.

But the Shan Yue gave him no chance to catch his breath.

His Earth Dao aura suddenly erupted, and dozens of earthen-yellow mountain phantoms condensed in the void; those mountain phantoms were like giant hammers ten thousand feet tall, crashing down from all directions.

Fei Yu desperately urged the Water Dao Immortal Foundation, and a blue light curtain was erected.

However, the light barrier shattered continuously under the bombardment of the mountain peaks, and with each shattering, Fei Yu's aura weakened further.

Chi Gang tightly bound Fei Yu's right wing, the flames continuing to scorch; Fei Yu's feathers were charred and curled in the fire, and his flesh sizzled as it was roasted.

"Let go!" Fei Yu roared.

"Shut your mother!" With a twist of its fangs, Chi Gang tore off a large piece from Fei Yu's right wing.

Azure blood splattered, and Fei Yu's body swayed.

The Shan Yue were waiting for this very flaw.

He clasped his hands together, and all the Earth Dao energy around him surged once more, converging between his palms like a thousand Shan Yue!

Die!

The giant claw tore through the void, layering countless illusory Shan Yue; though not fast, it had already completely locked onto Fei Yu.

Seeing this sky-ripping claw, only despair remained in Fei Yu's eyes.

The Daoist essence contained within it had already exceeded the limits of what he could withstand; in a one-on-one battle between Late Spirit Transformation and a Middle Spirit Transformation, Fei Yu might still be able to fight for several days.

But now, with the addition of Chi Gang, their escape route is completely blocked.

The giant claw tore through Yu's chest.

The Earth Dao energy seeped into Fei Yu's body like a tide, flowing along his meridians. Wherever it passed, flesh and blood turned into soil, and bones turned into rocks.

Fei Yu opened his mouth, wanting to say something; but his throat had already turned to stone, and he couldn't utter a single word. His body was turning into a stone statue at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A deep blue light struggled and flickered inside the stone statue; it was Fei Yu's true nature, the origin of the Great Dao, making its final resistance.

The Shan Yue, its Earth Dao constantly flowing around it.

"Click--"

The stone statue shattered, and azure light spots floated out; Chi Gang opened his mouth and inhaled, and flames enveloped the light spots. With the combined power of the Earth Dao energy of the Shan Yue, Fei Yu's Dao origin was completely annihilated in a few breaths.

The Feiling clan, with its three Nascent Spirit Transformation, perished from that moment on.

The smoke of battle has cleared.

Shi Jian landed on the land, which was riddled with holes from the battle, and his gaze swept over the surroundings.

Within a radius of millions of miles, mountains collapsed, waters dried up, and void rifts remained unhealed; spatial turbulence surged from the rifts, like black scars...

Six Nascent Spirit Transformation cultivators joined forces to annihilate an entire clan; this demonstrates the intensity of a battle between Spirit Transformation.

In the distance, Chi Gang transformed into human form and walked over, a hint of excitement on his face.

"Great! This deal was well done." He looked around. "Fellow Daoist Shi Jian, is the Flying Soar Clan's aquatic Spirit Vein still usable?"

Shi Jian scanned the area with his Divine Sense and said calmly, "The Spirit Vein is not damaged, but most of the water has been dried up."

Chi Gang waved his hand dismissively. "As long as there's Spirit Vein, that's good. As for water, it will accumulate eventually; it'll be fine after a few decades."

The Shan Yue and the Cang Wuji also fell one after another.

Cang Wuji carried a severed wing of the giant eagle on his shoulder and casually tossed it on the ground. "This thing's bones are tough enough. We can take it back and use it as weapons for the younger generation."

Shan Yue's expression remained calm as he looked at Shi Jian and nodded slightly.

He had witnessed the battle between Shi Jian and the giant azure-feathered eagle; to be able to push Spirit Transformation of the same realm to the brink of defeat and ultimately kill them with the help of the two of them at the Early Spirit Transformation was already Higher Vehicle in terms of combat strength.

"Let's set aside the Spirit Vein for now, we'll divide them later," Shan Yue said in a deep voice. "First, let's occupy this island of the Flying Soar Clan and settle everyone there."

He turned to look at Shi Jian and Chi Gang: "This is our first stronghold in the Dao Realm."

Chi Gang rubbed his hands together. "No problem, no problem!"

Fifty Nascent Soul Bear Kings flew in from afar.

Those Nascent Soul Nascent Soul who had been forced back millions of miles by the battle of the Nascent Spirit Transformation stage now had complex expressions, a mixture of shock and excitement.

Shi Jian stood above the island, his purple-gold vertical pupils gazing towards the eastern horizon.

There, in the far distance.

There was an extremely profound yet extremely decaying Daoist aura, faintly permeating the space between heaven and earth; like the final breath of a dying beast.

It was the aura of that Treasured Earth Dao Venerable.

Shi Jian withdrew his gaze, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth; his journey to the Dao Realm had only just begun, and this was his sole purpose for coming here.

That means killing!

Using war to sustain oneself and to refine Immortal Foundation aligns with the will of the Great Dao; thereby improving one's cultivation and increasing the speed of cultivation.

Incidentally, the Shan Li Plow came to the Dao Realm to plunder the Daoist treasures of the Treasured Earth, using them to protect the Shan Li in order to achieve the goal of Spirit Transformation!