While Zhuang Xuanji was blasting at the gate with a cannon above the Void Realm, her reincarnated ancestor, Luo Qianchou, had also arrived at the main battlefield outside Demon Suppression Pass.
Now that he no longer had to hide his strength, his speed when traveling by spatial Daoist Magic had increased severalfold.
Across every front in the battle zone, the righteous cultivators had seized the initiative. Even in the melee among the Profound Insight cultivators, confined to the sky above, they had gained a measure of advantage.
The fighting below remained deadlocked for one reason: of the nine masters of true intent who formed the top tier of combat strength, Bai Di had sent one off to undergo Tribulation Crossing, while three old monsters had pinned the other eight down at the southeastern corner of the front.
But with Luo Qianchou's arrival, that deadlock was about to break.
"Spatial Sequence Mapping. Hmph. A clever trick, or so you think."
Having seen through the secret of the three men's Daoist magic, Luo Qianchou sneered.
He raised a hand and grabbed at the flickering space. In an instant, its ceaseless churning stopped.
Once the foremost figure in the Void Realm, he had attained a mastery of spatial Daoist Magic far beyond that of Lang Xiao and the other two.
"Huh? The shifting seems to have stopped!"
"That's right. We can finally catch our breath."
"Stay sharp. Those three are strange. They might be up to some other trick."
Thanks to Luo Qianchou's intervention, the eight righteous cultivators within that space finally had a rare chance to breathe.
Until then, they had been unable to break Lang Xiao and his companions' spatial technique. The three had kept them on the defensive throughout, leaving them bitterly frustrated.
Now that the chaotic space had finally