Chapter 889 The Daoist Decree, Ancestor of the Flowing Snow Sect.

"Brother Ye!"

Another elder captured Nangong Chi and punched him so hard that his chest caved in.

"Go away!"

He kicked Nangong Laozu away and then approached Wu Tu's position.

Blood trickled from Ji Heng's lips. He tried to step forward to stop them, but was severely injured by the Dao principles, and his physical body nearly collapsed.

The disparity in strength was too great; the two of them were no match for each other at all.

In particular, Nangong Chi, whose vital energy was already depleted and whose lifespan was nearing its end, was now on the verge of extinction after this fierce battle.

"Bastard!"

Wu Tu straightened its beast ears and swept its tail horizontally without turning its head.

Suddenly, the elder was struck by the divine iron, and his protective spiritual shield was shattered!

It then shot towards the foot of a green mountain like a cannonball.

"That mad fox!"

Ye Xiao steadied himself, swallowed the metallic taste in his mouth, and said resentfully:

"Damn it! Was he prepared to die to stop us all along?"

"If we retreat now, the teleportation array will likely be destroyed by divine punishment!"

He hadn't expected that the other world had so many powerful resources, and that everyone there was fearless and undaunted.

Wu Tu and Mo Shenyuan, among others, were even more unexpected than he had anticipated.

On another battlefield, Wang Xiaoke caught the Golden Crow Sword, glanced at Shangguan Wan who was standing with a spear, and chuckled mockingly.

"Having lived for two thousand years, you still can't do anything to a twenty-year-old like me."

"None of them are as good as my little black dog."

Shangguan Wan pursed her thin lips, wishing she could pierce his heart.

She closed her eyes, silently recited a series of incantations, and a pentagram array lit up beneath her feet.

"Sacred Dragon's Roar Frost Spear".

Clusters of ice flowers drifted down. Shangguan Wan looked up and saw snow and mist billowing for miles around, with a giant ice dragon breathing cold air behind her.

The ice dragon was about 500 feet long, with two wings on its back, and its scales were dazzlingly colorful in the light.

"When you are defeated, I will first cut off your filthy tongue!"

Shangguan Wan moved her spear, while the frost dragon, with its scarlet eyes, coiled above her, its gaze fixed on the white-clad youth.

With the blessing of the Dao Body and Dao Principles, it would be difficult to find a worthy opponent even among those of the same realm.

Wang Xiaoke dared not be careless, and shouted loudly amidst the crisscrossing sword energy.

"Tai Xuan Sword Technique, Second Form!"

Centered on him, several sword intents suddenly erupted, the golden crow clung to the endless gray light, a strange phenomenon covered the sky, and the void roared loudly.

The frost dragon raised its head, spread its wings, and roared into the sky.

"drink!"

Shangguan Wan threw out her spear, and with a crack, the void split open, and the giant dragon pounced.

"The Tribulation of the Reverse Profound Sword!"

Wang Xiaoke's face was cold and stern. He ran two fingers along the blade of the sword, and the sword's sound echoed through the sky.

Several sword intents merged into one, and spiritual power was frantically drawn from within the body.

As the sword fell, a terrifying sword light tore through the entire secret realm.

"Roar!!"

The Frost Dragon slammed down with its two claws, gathering its strength to unleash a beam of light.

stab-

The laws of light were annihilated by the sword energy, and then the remaining force tore the dragon apart.

Wherever it passed, the void was exposed, and all things were flattened by this sword.

"Cough cough!"

Shangguan Wan landed on a mountaintop, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Her left sleeve and arm were empty. Suppressing the backlash from her supernatural powers, she looked up into the distance. Her severed arm was enveloped by a cluster of light, which stopped the bleeding.

"Such powerful swordsmanship is even stronger than that of Mo Qingtian!"

"But how many times can he use such a powerful sword technique?"

He raised his hand, and the Holy Lance flew from afar, landing steadily in his right palm.

"The spiritual energy reserves of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator should be completely depleted by now."

"Besides, you're only in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm!"

Wang Xiaoke was slightly surprised. This woman could actually fight?

"Impressive! You dodged all of that. With your strength, breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in the Ancient Realm will be virtually unimpeded."

Shangguan Wan scoffed disdainfully, "What right do you have to judge me?"

With a light tap of her jade-like foot, she charged at Wang Xiaoke again, gun in hand.

The fighting between the various sides showed no signs of abating; on the contrary, it intensified.

The clash between the strongest beings and the collision of their Dao principles caused a large area of ​​space to collapse.

A void storm erupted from the breach, sending chills down the spines of onlookers.

"Is this the method of a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

The cultivators watched their attack with awe; such destructive power was truly worthy of a clash between Venerables.

"If this old Taoist priest dies, none of you shall live either!"

Wu Tu caught up with Ye Xiao, grabbed his raised fist with one hand, and slammed it to the ground. Then he lifted the vortex of Yin and Yang energies.

The two vortexes contained terrifying fluctuations, which crashed directly into Ye Xiao as he fell.

"I am not reconciled!"

Ye Xiao lay in the deep pit, drops of the Venerable's blood sliding down, which were then extinguished by the mud and rocks that touched them.

"Please, Your Majesty's decree!"

As Ye Xiao finished speaking, the entire secret realm fell silent!

The yin-yang vortex suddenly exploded, transforming into a storm that swept through the air.

Then, a powerful pressure enveloped every corner, and the faces of all the cultivators turned pale. They all looked towards one spot, where a vast golden light was surging.

"This aura... is it a Nascent Soul cultivator? How can it be so powerful!"

Wu Tu's pupils contracted. Something was wrong; this was definitely not the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

More like... a Daoist master in fusion!

Amidst the watchful eyes of the masses, a scroll rose from the earth, unfurling a golden imperial edict.

The imperial edict swelled with the wind, its light radiating boundless brilliance and overwhelming power, as if transforming into a celestial curtain that obscured the sky above the secret realm.

"What the hell is this...?"

Lu Ning stared at the imperial edict in the sky, trembling under the overwhelming pressure.

At this moment, countless beings within the secret realm felt a sense of oppression on their souls, as if an unparalleled deity had awakened and was looking down upon them from beyond the heavens.

Those who offend my immortal sect shall be punished!

A line of text appeared in the sky, exuding an arrogant and domineering air!

"This item must be his trump card."

As Wang Xiaoke was fighting, Zi You's voice came again.

"Your Majesty should be careful about the magic weapon that can seal away a single attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Combined?"

Wang Xiaoke gasped in shock. This was a figure who had surpassed even the Nascent Soul stage!

It's probably the work of that expert from the Liuxue Sect, a master of the Integration Realm.

Transformation into a deity, merging into a body, reaching the Great Ascension stage... Ascension is not far off.

With such a powerful strike, who among them could withstand it?

Wang Xiaoke suddenly felt a headache coming on.

He was firmly held back by Shangguan Wan. Could Grandpa Fox hold on?

The killing move of a combined powerhouse is so powerful that he dared not even imagine it.

buzz~

The golden writing slowly disappeared, and a giant five-fingered hand condensed in the sky.

The peaks of several green peaks collapsed, and countless cultivators, unable to withstand the pressure, fell from the sky. The vast spiritual power crashed against the mountains like waves.

The space resembles ripples on a lake, with countless spatial cracks spreading outwards.

This scene was as if the heavens were sending down a calamity to annihilate everything!

It's hard to imagine that this imperial edict could have such a devastating effect.

How strong are true Nascent Soul cultivators, or even Mahayana cultivators?

"In accordance with the Daoist principles?"

Wu Tu murmured, his expression unusually showing astonishment and horror.

"Hahahaha! You dead fox, why aren't you being arrogant anymore?"

"If I were not afraid to use my full strength, why would I waste such a treasure?"

Ye Xiao leaped out of the deep pit, staring at Wu Tu with a mocking gaze.

"You have every right to be proud of dying at the hands of our ancestor."

"Anyone who hinders our sect's grand plan should be prepared to be annihilated, body and soul!"

hum.

The world-destroying palm struck down, and Wu Tu, Mo Shenyuan, and Han Daoren, all Nascent Soul cultivators, felt an extremely terrifying power overwhelm them.

"I'm here to help you!"

Mo Shenyuan unleashed a stunning attack, and the phantom of a black dragon charged forward to meet the attack.

Han Daoren unleashed his full power, and the Clear Wind Dao transformed into ninety million wind blades, forming a tornado in the sky, carrying the might of heaven and earth as it slammed towards the palm that covered the sky.

"Humph!"

Behind Wu Tu, the Dharma image solidified, and the Yin-Yang Dao principles coalesced into a Tai Chi array.

The thirty-three layers of the Tai Chi formation returned to their positions, blocking the way layer by layer.

The gourd, having been cleaved by light, burst forth and swelled to the size of a mountain as it spun.

The three Nascent Soul cultivators exerted all their strength, but... it was still useless.

The black dragon let out a mournful cry, its scales crumbling inch by inch. The sword energy that others saw as capable of cleaving the heavens and earth was easily shattered.

The giant tornado was compressed and exploded, sending countless wind blades flying in all directions like a torrential rain.

Mo Shenyuan and Han Daoren coughed up blood, their lungs and internal organs throbbing with pain from the shock.

boom! !

The Yin-Yang diagram rotates at high speed, dissipating force in the same way as the Light-Slaying Gourd, resisting the giant palm.

"Pfft!"

Wu Tu spat out a mouthful of blood, his bones cracked and splintered, and countless fissures appeared on his body, his robes quickly soaked with blood.

"This old Taoist priest doesn't believe it! You think you can suppress me with just a single page of imperial decree!"

Burning his life essence, his eyes flickered, and his demon lord aura surged once more.

"Grandpa Fox!" Wang Xiaoke used his magic to approach him.

Suddenly, several beams of light blocked the way, and several arrows of light attacked from behind.

Jinwu lost his grip on defense, but Shangguan Wan was still blocking his way.

There was a crisp sound.

The Yin-Yang diagram shattered in less than two breaths, and the Light-Slaying Gourd fell into the mountain stream.

The thirty-three layers of Tai Chi exploded, along with the Nascent Soul Dharma Image, with almost no resistance, and the giant hand broke through the defenses of the three Nascent Souls.

A deafening roar.

The entire secret realm shook violently, space shattered, everything beneath his palm was destroyed, and the shockwave sent many cultivators flying. Several green peaks were leveled to the ground...