Chapter 892 The destructive power of divine punishment, my good disciple, run!

With six half-saints holding them back, the rest of the group arrived at the teleportation array one after another.

the other side.

Wu Tu was panting heavily, and Wang Xiaoke quickly ran over to help him up.

"Are you badly injured? By the way, how come you broke off a piece of your tail?"

Xiao Ke only realized upon closer inspection that Wu Tu had changed from having three tails to having two.

To survive the combined decree, one must have paid a heavy price.

"Nonsense, what Nascent Soul cultivator could withstand a killing move from a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Wang Xiaoke's lips twitched: "Then why didn't you turn into a fox cake?"

"You brat, this old Taoist is a nine-tailed fox demon, on par with the dragon race. Do you really think this old Taoist is just some random person on the roadside if he doesn't have some secret techniques to rely on?"

Despite his disheveled state, Wu Tu still maintained a haughty expression.

The demon race judges people by bloodline, so he certainly has the right to be arrogant.

"However, I definitely won't be able to withstand the upcoming tribulation lightning."

He sighed.

His smile was unusually kind and deep, a far cry from his usual carefree demeanor.

"The old Taoist priest wasn't a competent master; he didn't teach you many skills."

"It's a pity I won't see the day you fully grow up."

"I also didn't have the chance to interact with the other master I mentioned."

Wu Tu shook his head, took off his storage ring, and then rummaged through two storage bags.

"After I die, all my possessions will be inherited by you. Half of them are here, and the other half is hidden under the fishpond in the Imperial Preceptor's mansion."

"Ah~"

"Take it away quickly, or the old Taoist priest will be heartbroken to see it!"

Wu Tu quickly shoved the boy into Wang Xiaoke's arms, afraid he would regret it the next second.

"Take your sister with you, or I'll risk my life to blow up the teleportation array today!"

The fox's tail droops.

Wang Lele nestled into Xiao Ke's arms, her eyelids twitching slightly as if she were feeling something.

At that very moment, a sacred giant sword, thirty meters long, blazed with intense light and swung down.

"A sneak attack?" Wu Tu's eyes turned cold, and he flicked out two fingers to release the Yin and Yang energies.

The moment the blades of light made contact, they burst forth with endless radiance.

Wow~

A thousand-foot-tall angel clasped his hands together and squeezed towards the three of them, causing the air to swell violently.

"It's that woman from the Vatican again!" Wang Xiaoke activated the Dragon and Phoenix Sword Domain.

The archangel paused, and the Path of Light and the Sword Domain began to wear each other down.

"My spear is eternal, capable of piercing through all sinners!"

With a soft murmur from Shangguan Wan, the golden light suddenly broke through the sword domain.

Wu Tu waved his robe to create a protective shield, and with a ripping sound, his spear pierced through it.

As the streak of light materialized and the angelic phantom vanished, Shangguan Wan, carrying Wang Lele in one hand and with a spear swirling around her, stood ready at any moment.

Blood gushed from Wang Xiaoke's chest like a pillar, and his face instantly became extremely weak.

"I am still the ultimate winner!" Shangguan Wan said with a cold laugh.

She gazed at the spatial rift, a burning intensity rising in her eyes.

"That... is the entrance to the ancient realm. At least we can leave this filthy place."

Shangguan Wan breathed heavily and flew straight towards the location of the great formation.

Over the course of ten thousand years, she has become the sole survivor of the Holy Light Sect.

God knows how long she had been waiting for this moment...

"Old Han!" Wang Xiaoke was furious: "Stop that guy!"

Han Daoren sensed this and gave up the stalemate with the Elder of Liuxue Sect.

He turned and chased after Shangguan Wan.

With a flick of the whisk, countless threads transformed into a tangled net, binding everything together.

"Hurry up!" Ye Xiao urged, and then used his trump card.

"The Nine Syllable Mantra, its power to save countless eons~"

This move almost exhausted all of his strength, its power was terrifying.

The pupils of the Ink God Abyss reflected nine ancient golden characters, as if facing nine calamities.

"drink!"

Ye Xiao pointed a finger, and golden light, carrying destructive power, suppressed the attack.

Immediately.

Half the sky was bathed in a halo of light, and Mo Shenyuan was blasted back by the pillar of light, shattering dozens of miles of land and mountains.

Leng Qianfan and Lan Tu were the first to arrive at the entrance of the teleportation array.

Then the other four elders stood in front of the crack one after another.

They arrived in a grand and glorious manner, and now they are in a sorry state.

"This kind of reckless fighting style is like a pack of mad dogs. If we fail to conquer the other world this time, the sect leader will definitely be furious."

"Hmph, no matter what, they won't live."

Ye Xiao stood in the center of the formation, pondering that even if the formation was destroyed, there should be other ways to find another path to reach this world.

"That Wang Xiaoke...didn't he establish a sect in the Ancient Realm?"

"The fact that he has a way to get in and out suggests that the sect may have a hidden passage."

The others suddenly realized what was going on, realizing they had almost forgotten this.

“Heh!” Venerable Gu Zhen said quietly, “That makes things easier.”

Once they return, they can cause trouble for the Invincible Sect...

Just before stepping into the spatial rift, Shangguan Wan's urgent voice rang out.

"Fellow Daoists, please wait a moment!"

Lan Tu turned around and found that she was bound by Han Daoren's magic.

"Should we save the successor of the Holy Light Sect?"

"save?"

Ye Xiao stared at Han Daoren, then looked at Mo Shenyuan who was rushing towards him.

He was wary.

"It's not worth risking your life for a disciple of a celestial sect who has been stranded in another world. Staying here might cause trouble. Let's go back to the sect and discuss it further."

The others nodded, ignoring her stepping into the void rift.

"what!"

Shangguan Wan found it hard to believe, as she had promised to take her back with her.

Why did he abandon her and leave her behind to die?

Thunder and lightning.

A crack appeared in the sky above the secret realm, extending outwards to both sides.

An aura of extreme destruction from the Heavenly Dao descended upon the small world through the crack.

All living beings in the secret realm trembled, as if they were awaiting the judgment of the Heavenly Emperor.

"Om~"

The secret realm shook, and the mountaintop passage quickly closed.

Han Daoren's hair and robes fluttered wildly, and with a flick of his whisk, he pulled Shangguan Wan back.

"Hand the people over!"

Shangguan Wan wielded the Holy Spear, but was easily repelled by the torrent of laws.

In the critical moment, she forced out two drops of her heart's blood and chanted a profound incantation.

"Bright Forbidden Spell, Holy Void Blaze!"

Golden light clung to his body, and the silk threads wrapped around his ankles burned intensely.

Han Daoren was greatly surprised; this woman was indeed no ordinary person.

"Cough! Cough!"

Shangguan Wan's face turned pale, and her mood plummeted as the great formation closed.

"Golden Crow!"

As the flying sword pierced the air, and she was about to be struck, she actually used Wang Lele as a shield.

"Bitch!"

Wang Xiaoke quickly stopped, meeting her gaze with resentment.

"You can't escape!"

Shangguan Wan took a deep breath: "If you don't let me go, I'll die with your sister, a life for a life."

"Unless we swear an oath to the heavens that I can leave, I will return her to you. How about this deal?"

At this moment, Wang Lele was her only bargaining chip.

"Okay, as long as you don't try anything funny, I guarantee no one will stop you."

Wang Xiaoke readily agreed.

Compared to my sister's safety, letting her go is no big deal.

Shangguan Wan cautiously left the scene, escaping for nearly a hundred miles before putting Wang Lele down and fleeing the Kunlun Secret Realm at an even faster speed...

Midway through, she turned around and snorted coldly.

Once the three Nascent Soul cultivators are dead, she will seek revenge on Wang Xiaoke sooner or later!

He prevented her from returning to the ancient realm and also cut off his own arm. This debt must be settled!

The smoke of battle subsided throughout the secret realm, and Wang Xiaoke picked up Wang Lele.

After examining the injuries, he took out some medicine and fed it to Wang Lele.

Boom!

A fierce wind raged, the entire mountain range trembled again, and the sky seemed to shatter like a mirror.

Several lightning bolts fell from the sky, crashing into the earth and causing it to collapse...

Everything affected was instantly engulfed by the destructive force, and the surrounding space trembled.

Wu Tu felt a chill run through his body and was struck down by a lightning snake as thick as a water bucket in the blink of an eye.

When Han Daoren and Mo Shenyuan looked up and stared at the crack in the sky, it was as if a majestic being from the upper realm, capable of observing all things, was locking onto them.

Even a god who surpasses all living beings is like an ant before him!

"This...is the will of Heaven?"

Wu Tu lay in a pool of blood, his skin torn and flesh ripped open, his whole body stinging and numb. It was extremely difficult for him to get up, and he had no strength to resist at all.

"Roar!"

A faint dragon's roar echoed, and a hundred-foot-long thunder dragon descended from the tribulation clouds to attack.

Mo Shenyuan drew his sword to meet the calamity. His powerful sword energy could break the chains of law, but it could not kill the thunder dragon. Instead, the dragon carried him and smashed several mountains to pieces.

The lightning bolts surged into his body, ravaging Mo Shenyuan's physical form and soul.

It caused him unbearable pain!

Wu Tu's demonic eyes were fixed on the dozen or so thunder dragons in the tribulation clouds.

"My good disciple, run!"