5088 The Supreme Battle (1)
Under the nearly irresistible suppression of the black robe, with the Sancun Mountain Heavenly Region at its center, almost countless trillions of miles of void directly turned into eternal nothingness.
A few million trillion miles was just an approximate estimate; the real situation was far more astonishing.
Nearly ten thousand Heavenly Regions shattered into pieces in this bloody battle, and endless beings quietly disappeared.
You should know that even though the southwest direction is the most desolate area in the Great Mi Heavenly Region, it still harbors endless treasures and beings.
But now, everything has turned into chaotic nothingness.
Eternal, silent nothingness—its meaning is that it has permanently become nothingness. The Heavenly Dao will never give birth again, and rules will no longer emerge.
Only an enduring void remains.
This kind of eternal, silent nothingness, even a Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal could not cause such destruction.
But it happened now.
This almost made the Master of the Great Mi Heavenly Region, Prince Jiu, spew out blood.
Only a few tens of thousands of years had passed since the last time the Great Mi Heavenly was severely damaged. Now, this second major blow had almost turned the southwest direction of the Great Mi Heavenly Region into a complete ruin.
How could this not make him furious?
Furthermore, he sensed the most familiar aura in this destruction.
That familiar aura belonged to Jian Wushuang.
So, Prince Jiu was completely enraged and led all his forces to come for vengeance.
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Facing the only surviving continent, Prince Jiu was absolutely certain that this was the work of Jian Wushuang.
"Jian Wushuang, today I will make sure you suffer and beg for death!"
The raging surge of Yan power filled the entire silent void once more, throwing everything into chaos again.
And the black-robed figure, which had originally planned to erase all the disciples, withdrew its hand upon sensing the arrival of a powerful presence and slowly turned around.
In the next moment, a long sword, like flowing light, pierced down with earth-shattering force!
As the black-robed figure turned around, the long sword had already pierced directly through his chest.
Clang!
The long sword trembled and burst forth with immeasurable momentum.
"Hmph, stop pretending, and die, Jian Wushuang!" Prince Jiu sneered coldly. He believed that this one strike would leave no possibility of survival for Jian Wushuang!
Because this sword was a gift from Zhen Wuyang, and it would grow with its owner, making it extremely special.
The long sword pierced into the black-robed figure's chest, and thousands of dark golden lights bloomed from his back. Even a Grand Yan Immortal would be severely injured.
But in the following moments, the actions of the figure in the black robe caused a drastic change in Prince Jiu's complexion.
He extended his large palm and pulled out the long sword from his chest, examining it for a moment.
Seemingly contemplating something, he suddenly shook his arm holding the sword!
The sword, a gift from Zhen Wuyang, shattered in response!
The longsword wailed and shattered into nearly a hundred fragments, scattering into the void.
The fragments, like giant stars, carried unimaginable force as they shot toward Prince Jiu and others!
Prince Jiu's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously took half a step back.
Changfu took a thousand steps forward. Facing this situation, he waved his hand and cast a barrier.
Ding! Ding ding!!!
The fragments struck the barrier and instantly covered it in cracks, despite being a barrier crafted by a Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal. It seemed unable to resist.
Changfu's expression changed slightly, and his eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
"He's not Jian Wushuang."
Prince Jiu recovered from his shock. He opened his mouth but did not say anything. Apparently, he realized that the black-robed figure wasn't Jian Wushuang.
In his knowledge, no matter how powerful Jian Wushuang was, it was impossible for him to cause such a degree of destruction.
Frowning, he asked, "Then who is he?"
Changfu shook his head, looking at the almost crumbling barrier in front of him and said slowly, "The one responsible for this destruction is not Jian Wushuang; it's him."
"Him? Can he be that terrifying?" Prince Jiu's gaze turned serious. Whoever could inflict such damage on the entire southwestern region of the Great Mi Heaven was beyond imagination, and perhaps even Changfu could not achieve this level of destruction.
213 fragments of longswords were pinned to the barrier, and then the barrier shattered with a deafening crash.
This was their first clash.
Changfu knew that he was already at a disadvantage.
Looking at each other from afar, he frowned.
The figure in the black robe moved towards the void at this moment.
With his departure, the last remaining land in the Sancun Mountain Heavenly Region split in two instantly.
Facing the extremely eerie figure in the black robe, Chang Fu immediately rushed forward.
Gongzi Jiu then commanded nearly 100 black-robed figures behind him.
Although these black-robed figures were all Grand Yan Immortals, they had mastered their own Immortal Styles, making them Quasi-Grand Yan Immortals.
These were Prince Jiu's last reserves.
Under Prince Jiu's command, nearly 30 Quasi-Grand Yan Immortals surrounded the black-robed figure, swiftly closing in on him.
Changfu's heart sank as he said, "Everyone, retreat! Do not advance any further!"
But it was too late; nearly thirty quasi-Grand Yan Immortals had already released their own Immortal Styles, attacking the black-robed figure!
At this moment, the eternal void trembled slightly.
Immortal Styles that could obscure the heavens descended like 30 supreme chains, completely binding the black-robed figure.
Seeing this scene, Prince Jiu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Elder Changfu, please make a move!"
Changfu nodded without hesitation.
He was like a divine mountain that had existed since the Ancient Era and exuded an awe-inspiring momentum.
With a wave of his hand, an aura beyond the heavenly realm descended, like tens of thousands of divine mountains coming down.
Boom, boom, boom!
At this moment, even the void of eternal annihilation trembled, and tens of thousands of immortal mountains seemed to suppress everything. All the Quasi-Grand Yan Immortals present were chilled to the bone.
Another explosion occurred as the black-robed figure, bound by the Immortal Styles, was annihilated once again.
The shockwave capable of easily shattering the Heavenly Region dissipated instantly and lingered for a long time.
"Is it over?" Prince Jiu's eyes sparkled with excitement.
But Changfu slightly shook his head, "I'm afraid it's not that simple."
Seemingly to confirm his thoughts, in the center of the boundless annihilation explosion, the figure in the black robe appeared once again.
His body was intact, not a single tear in his oversized black robe!
This scene left all the Quasi-Grand Yan Immortals stunned!
He had resisted Changfu's attack head-on and had not suffered the slightest damage. Who exactly was this terrifying individual?
As all the Quasi-Grand Yan Immortals were still in shock, the black-robed figure moved.
He did not break free from the Immortal Style chains surrounding him; instead, he subtly vibrated his body.
A total of 30 thick, dark purple beams shot out from his black robe, carrying an eerie glow, and latched onto the chains of the Immortal Styles.
