The masters descended around the island like ants, each occupying a different position, but there were only nine figures in the position closest to the Nine-Layered Pagoda.

  These four figures emitted boundless auras, blocking all other cultivators outside.

  Qin Lingyun's expression changed slightly as she slowly descended onto a vacant area, and immediately heard the noisy discussions of the cultivators.

  "Who are those four in front? So arrogant?" a monk said.

  "Shh, don't talk nonsense, that's a Ninth-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator you're dealing with, he can kill you in the blink of an eye."

  "Look, among them are three Yuan Ying cultivators from our Tian Xuan realm. They are Jin Lei Lao Zu Lei Zhen, the Supreme Elder of the Tian Xuan Sect, Miao Yi Er, the Star Cloud Old Ancestor of the Luo Xing Gate, and Gu Ying Xie, the Shadow Demon Old Ancestor of the Ying Mo Gate. Each one is a renowned Grandmaster."

  Qin Lingyun's eyes swept past, and the old man in front of her, wearing a light golden robe, with a robust figure and long whiskers on his face, should be Jin Lei Laozu Lei Zhen.

  And the woman in a green silk skirt, with a smile and a smile, was Xingyun Laozu's Miao Yier. She had a pair of small white feet, her whole body shining with starlight, as if she were walking among the stars. Miao Yier's eyes occasionally glanced towards the sky, as if waiting for someone.

  Compared to Lei Zhen and Miao Yi'er, the Shadow Demon's appearance was not impressive. He wore a black outer garment that tightly wrapped his slender body, giving off an aura of darkness. Most cultivators didn't dare approach him within twenty zhang.

  Constantly listening to the discussions of the nearby cultivators, Qin Lingyun gradually figured out the identities of the remaining few Yuan Ying cultivators. Five were from Xi Yue Border and one was a three-stage transformation demon from the Demon Clan.

  Outside the Huangji Fengtian Tower, Miao Yi'er gently stroked her hair with her jade-like hand, and her every move exuded an aura of elegance. She said to Lei Zhen, "That guy still hasn't arrived? Now, six Yuan Ying stage grandmasters have come from Xiyue realm, and five three-stage transformation great demons have also come from the demon tribe. Although they haven't shown up, they are hiding in the sea, which makes us Tianxuan realm the weakest."

  Lei Zhen Dao said, "Those few old guys also don't know why they didn't come. Our Tian Xuan realm was originally the strongest, with more Yuan Ying cultivators than Xi Yue realm. Now in this place, there are actually fewer of them. If he doesn't come, perhaps we'll be at a disadvantage."

  Just then, several cultivators from the Moon-Seeking Realm looked at them with mocking faces. One of the cultivators wore a tall hat and a Taoist robe embroidered with the Eight Trigrams of Taiji, with an extraordinary appearance and an ancient face. He was Zhao Wujie, the strongest among the six cultivators in the Moon-Seeking Realm, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and the master of the Boundless Gate.

  Zhao Wujie sneered a few times and said, "I didn't expect that all of you Yuanying-stage cultivators from the Tianxuan realm would be hiding and not dare to come out. With just the three of you being early-stage Yuanying cultivators, I can swat you away with one hand."

  There is a deep and ancient feud between the Moonlit Domain and the Tianxuan Domain, with no one knowing the specific reason. However, every few hundred years, the two places will have a great war, and countless cultivators will die in the battle.

  Both sides' masters had often looked at each other silently before suddenly erupting into a fierce battle. Now, Zhao Wuji was just sarcastically remarking on Lei Zhen and the others for a few sentences, because the opening of the Huang Ji Feng Tian Tower was imminent, he didn't want to get entangled in unnecessary conflicts. If it were any other time, he would have killed them long ago.

  The Yuè Jìng and Tiān Xuán realms' Yuan Ying cultivators glared at each other, while the demon clan's transformed Great Demon, a tall middle-aged man, stood aside with an icy gaze. In his view, the more fiercely human cultivators fought among themselves, the better. The weaker the human cultivators were, the stronger their demon clan would become.

  Hearing Zhao Wuji's provocative words, Gu Ying let out a cold and gloomy hum, but didn't say anything. He knew his strength was far from being a match for Zhao Wuji's, so it was better to be honest with himself.

  Lei Zhen, on the other hand, had a fiery temper and bellowed, "Zhao Wujie, others may fear you, but I, Lei Zhen, do not. Don't think that just because I'm a Tianxuan realm cultivator, I'm easy to bully. Wait until Tianwu Emperor arrives, and see if you'll still be as arrogant as you are now."

  Zhao Wujie snorted coldly: "Tianwu Emperor? That young man who claims to be the number one genius of Tianxuan, who reached the Yuanying stage in less than a hundred years, and only fifty years after reaching the Yuanying stage. He's just a young whippersnapper. If he comes, I won't even need to use one hand, just one finger will be enough to crush him."

  When Zhao Wujie said this, Lei Zhen was so angry that his seven orifices were smoking with rage. His fingers flexed and extended, and a large number of linked lightning balls suddenly appeared in the air, charging towards Zhao Wujie.

  Each of these balls of lightning was surrounded by a halo of electricity, flickering and unstable. A large area, with over a hundred balls of lightning appearing at once, caused the nearby monks to retreat to one side.

  But Zhao Wuji did not leave, his hands merged together, a long sword with black and white light appeared in front of him. As soon as the sword came out, the entire sky seemed to darken.

  "This is the inferior Taoist sword of Taiji Yin Yang. Lei Zheng quickly retreated back." Miao Yi's face showed a look of panic and loss.

  Lei Zhen shouted loudly at this time: "Yan Tian Shen Lei, explode for me."

  Zhao Wujie snorted coldly: "A mere dark thunder, and you dare to call it a divine thunder? You shameless dog thing, watch how I'll take your so-called divine thunder." Zhao Wujie slapped his spiritual beast pouch.

  A brilliant light flew into the air, and a gigantic thunder frog, seven or eight zhang tall, appeared beside him.

  The entire body of the Thunder Frog was a dark blue color, with electric lights circling within its eyeballs. It opened its large mouth and stretched out its enormous tongue to swallow all the Heavenly Thunder Gods into its mouth.

  "How's that? You can't even defeat this old man's Upper Ancient Thunder Frog, trash like you will be killed by me today."

  Zhao Wuji grasped the Taiji Yin Yang sword in his palm, and with one stroke, countless Taiji diagrams revolved around the sword energy, swirling with a mighty aura that filled the sky. The space between heaven and earth seemed to become dominated by black and white.

  Other cultivators in the vicinity had long since retreated to a safe distance, fearing being affected by the battle between Nascent Soul stage cultivators. Those below the Nascent Soul stage who got too close risked being killed, and dying like that would be too unjust.

  The remaining five cultivators of the Moon Realm watched the scene with cold eyes, as both sides were originally sworn enemies. Although there was an agreement that they could not act rashly, that was aimed at lower-level cultivators, and it was common for Yuan Ying cultivators to fight each other.

  Lei Zhen, Miao Yier and Gu Yingxie were worried that the Yuan Ying cultivators of Xi Yue Realm would take action against them. They had just arrived and saw six Yuan Ying cultivators gathered together, and they already felt a sense of foreboding in their hearts. However, since they had come, they steeled themselves and went forward anyway.

  "Kill those three Yuan Ying realm cultivators, and prohibit all Yuan Ying realm cultivators from entering the Huang Ji Feng Tian Tower." Several Xi Yue realm cultivators exchanged a glance, and reached an agreement. They planned to wait until Lei Zhen died, then join forces to kill Miao Yi Er and Gu Ying Xie.

  At this time, the Taiji sword energy brought with it a majestic momentum as it struck towards Lei Zhen. Lei Zhen felt that the space around him was sealed off by an endless Taiji array diagram, and all his magical artifacts and divine abilities seemed to be sealed away, unable to be used.

  A deafening crash shook his mind, a wave of despair washed over him. Now, apart from self-destructing the Primordial Infant, there seemed to be no other way out. He had thought he could withstand a few moves, but hadn't expected that even Zhao Wuji's single move would be unbearable. The difference between the early and late stages of the Primordial Infant was indeed enormous.

  At this moment, a sword light came from afar in the sky, like a spark of fire in the dark night, attracting the attention of all cultivators. The golden sword light was extremely fast and instantly rushed into the Taiji Yin-Yang Sword's Taiji diagram that Zhao Wuji had released.

  "Whoosh..."

  All the Taiji arrays collapsed with a loud noise. Lei Chen felt his body relax, and the restraints were lifted. Overjoyed, he immediately retreated quickly.

  "Who is it? How dare you disrupt my divine connection?" Zhao Wujie's furious voice rolled through the air like waves, causing many of the lower-level cultivators to bleed from their mouths and noses as they were unable to withstand the sonic impact.

  The sound wave spread to Qin Lingyun's side, and she couldn't help but feel a shock in her body. The buzzing in her eardrums didn't stop, and she hastily circulated her spiritual energy. It wasn't easy for her to slowly dispel the discomfort. Her face changed color slightly, and she secretly thought: "The Yuan Ying cultivator is too terrifying. Even their casual speech has immense power."

  Just as Zhao Wuji was angrily questioning, a fiery red cloud rolled in from the horizon, like a vast expanse of crimson clouds surging forward.

  All the monks cast their eyes over there, and even those demons cast their gaze over there.

  A gigantic monster flew out of the fiery red clouds, about 30-40 feet tall, with fiery red scales that seemed to be burning, two bronze bell-like eyes looked around as if a heroic master had arrived, majestic and unstoppable.

  "This is the Scarlet Flame Qilin Beast." Some cultivators couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  On top of the Crimson Flame Qilin, a figure sat cross-legged, with its back straight and wearing a black long robe. Its face was handsome, and its eyes were as deep as the stars in the sky. A strange light flashed in Qin Lingyun's eyes.

  "I've met this person before, although it was only once, but the impression is very deep. He is Tianwu Huang, the master of Donglin Pavilion, Dugu Xue."

  The Crimson Flame Qilin Beast stepped on the clouds and came to the front of the Huangji Sealing Heaven Tower, where Tianwu Emperor Du Gu Xue sat alone, his eyes like swords directly locked onto Zhao Wuji.

  "Zhao Wujie, are you deceiving me that there is no one in Tianxuan realm? If so, dare you fight with me?"

  Du Gu's calm voice had an extremely strong infectious power, and those Tianxuan boundary cultivators who were previously humiliated by being deceived were all enthusiastic, while Lei Zhen's eyes also showed a hint of gratitude.

  Zhao Wuji's pupils gradually constricted, he could feel that the person in front of him had an earth-shattering power hidden within his body, and fighting with him did not necessarily guarantee a complete victory.

  At this moment, the Xiang Guang on the top of Huangji Tower suddenly expanded outward. The large gate on the first floor slowly opened in front of everyone, and from the outside, it was pitch black inside, nothing could be seen.

  (I've caught a cold, so it's really hard to write, my fingers are all numb, I was originally planning to update more, but that won't be happening this time)

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