All-Out War!

Five beams of light pierced through the southern clouds, and verdant Daoist energy surged like a tide.

All those who arrived were Spirit Transformation cultivators, with the leader being a Late Spirit Transformation whose aura of Life Dao was so rich that it almost transformed into a verdant glow. Behind him were four Middle Spirit Transformation.

The Spirit Race reinforcements arrived extremely quickly.

Upon seeing this, Bi Luo's cold expression softened slightly, and the Fate Dao aura surrounding him surged several times over once more.

"Fellow Daoists, you've come at the perfect time! Follow me and charge into the fortress!"

With the gathering of twenty-seven Nascent Spirit Transformation, the combined aura of Life Dao dyed half the sky a sickly emerald green.

That aura of power enveloped an area of tens of millions of miles, causing the marshland to boil, the withered spiritual lotus to sprout wildly, and even the bone runes on the city walls to tremble slightly under the erosion of this vitality.

Standing atop the high platform, Shan Yue's gaze swept over the twenty-seven figures, yet his expression remained completely unchanged.

The power of the Perfected Spirit Transformation stage erupted outwards, the Earth Dao energy solidified like a mountain peak, the void beneath his feet suddenly solidified, and the space within a million miles became as sticky as mud under this power.

"How dare you, Spirit Race, be so insolent before me?"

The Earth Dao aura surrounding the Shan Yue surged, and the overwhelming power of the Four-Foundation Perfection pressed down, causing the expressions of the Early Spirit Transformation at the forefront to change drastically.

He raised his hand, and the earthen-yellow Daoist aura condensed in his palm into a phantom image of a ten-thousand-foot-tall mountain.

Slap down!

The illusory mountain peaks crashed down, their Earth Dao aura solidified into a tangible substance, shattering the incoming attacks of the Life Dao under their crushing weight.

The vine shield formed by the three Late Spirit Transformation was cracked in dozens of places by this palm strike, and Bi Luo and the others were forced to retreat thousands of miles, their auras disordered.

However, the Spirit Race cultivators did not back down.

Bi Luo shouted sharply, "Split your forces and fight separately! Do not gather in one place!"

In the next instant, the twenty-seven Nascent Spirit Transformation dispersed, forming a fan shape to surround the Barbarian Bone Pass, and the aura of Life Dao force pressed in from all directions.

"Good timing!"

Shi Jian's fighting spirit soared, and his three Immortal Foundation slowly began to circulate. The Purple Pivot Lightning sank into his Dantian, the Purple Firmament Lightning circulated through his meridians, and the nascent form of the Righteous Yang Lightning pulsed between the two.

He spotted Bi Luo and charged forward again.

The massive bear body, thirty thousand feet tall, suddenly materialized, its pale fur gleaming eerily in the lightning. Its purplish-blue Lightning-Manifested Arm was raised high, and countless arcs of lightning converged into a lightning spear.

Shi Jian took a step forward, his figure transforming into a stream of purple-gold light, heading straight for the Bi Luo!

Bi Luo's expression changed drastically; it was Lightning Bear who had ruined his plans again. But before he could react, the lightning spear was already at his face.

The Purple Firmament Lightning essence on the spear tip was condensed to the extreme; with a single thrust, the void cracked!

In a fit of rage, Bi Luo unleashed a myriad of emerald green canopies to resist the thunderous spears, and even utterly crushed them into countless bolts of lightning.

Although he managed to withstand the attack, it also took a toll on him.

Bi Luo grunted and retreated tens of thousands of miles, his tone growing increasingly furious. "It's you again, you Lightning Bear! Time and time again!"

You deserve to die!

Shi Jian sneered, slightly turning the ring on his right hand, and the aura of the Space Dao surged forth from the Xu Yan Ring.

The space around Bi Luo suddenly froze, trapping him in place as he watched helplessly as Shi Jian once again condensed a lightning spear and blasted it towards him.

Just then, a lush green vine whip shot out from the flank, deflecting the lightning spear.

It's the newly arrived Late Spirit Transformation the Spirit Race.

That Late Spirit Transformation was entirely emerald green, with dense vine patterns all over his body like the rings of a withered tree, and a surge of Life Dao energy emanating from his emerald eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Bi Luo, let the two of us join forces to deal with this bear!"

"Let's kill this beast together!"

Bi Luo took a deep breath, and the Fate Dao aura around his body surged once again. The combined power of the two Late Spirit Transformation actually slightly overwhelmed Shi Jian.

Shi Jian's expression darkened slightly, but the three Immortal Foundation within his body circulated even faster.

The profoundness of the Purple Pivot Lightning forms the foundation, the condensation of the Purple Firmament Lightning forms the edge, and the blazing intensity of the Righteous Yang Lightning acts as the catalyst. These three Daoist principles collide, merge, and collide again in actual combat.

The nascent third Immortal Foundation, which was not yet fully formed, accelerated its solidification under such high pressure, transforming from a void into a real entity.

Shi Jian's lips curled slightly upward, and he raised his Lightning-Manifested Arm high, gathering endless arcs of lightning.

"Good timing!"

On the other side, Cang Wuji chuckled and swung his Bone-Splitting Axe horizontally.

His opponents were three Middle Spirit Transformation, but the Barbarian Bone Dao Rhyme was particularly effective against life force. The vine shield that the three Spirit Race Nascent Soul Spirit Transformation had jointly condensed was as fragile as paper under the axe blade.

With a single sweep of the axe, the vine shield shattered, and the three Middle Spirit Transformation were forced to retreat violently, their auras becoming chaotic.

Cang Wuji did not pursue, but stood still and guarded the spot, with the Bone-Splitting Axe on his shoulder, and his body exerted all his strength to continuously reduce the Ultimate Force Dao aura and the Barbarian Bone Dao aura inward to the extreme.

The power of the Dao, achieved at the Late Spirit Transformation with Three-Foundation Perfection, was fully revealed at this moment.

"Just the three of you? That's not enough."

The three Middle Spirit Transformation exchanged glances, a hint of apprehension flashing in their emerald eyes.

They all knew that the pale giant bear before them possessed combat power far exceeding that of an ordinary Late Spirit Transformation; especially the axe in its hand, which was by no means an ordinary Dao Artifact.

It might very well be a Dao Venerable!

But at that moment, two more Middle Spirit Transformation came from the flank; clearly, they were trying to win by sheer numbers, five against one.

Cang Wuji's smile widened, "That's more interesting."

"Come on, have some fun with your grandpa Cang!"