Chapter 1359: Forces Emerge, the True Battle Begins (Part 2)
Chapter 1359: Forces Emerge, the True Battle Begins (Part 2)
“Hiss—!”
A collective gasp filled the vast, void-like battlefield as the full weight of the top-tier sects’ power was unleashed.
At last, many of the cultivators began regaining their senses in the face of the overwhelming pressure. Their bodies trembled under the suffocating aura, forcing them to withdraw their immortal energies. Fear and confusion marked their expressions as they looked around at the battlefield littered with countless corpses.
Several realized the peril they had long ignored and immediately chose to flee.
“Hmph! Old Taoists of the White Dragon Immortal Sect, you go too far!” yelled one of the Yellow Wind Immortal Sect’s cultivators, hot on the heels of the colossal white dragon.
In response, the Yellow Wind Immortal Sect disciples raised their hands, releasing brilliant golden light as they conjured powerful gusts of yellow wind, sending it hurtling toward the white dragon.
“Enough with the nonsense!” came a cold reply.
Several figures emerged atop the massive white dragon. Clad in white robes and wielding swords as clear as autumn water, these disciples of the White Dragon Immortal Sect, both old and young, exuded an indomitable aura.
As the yellow wind approached, the white-robed cultivators deftly moved, stepping on the Eight Trigrams, their bodies spinning like the wind. In an instant, they formed a mystical sword formation.
“Boom!”
Blinding white light erupted from their bodies as they swung their swords in unison, creating a brilliant white path through the void, slashing toward the oncoming yellow wind.
“Boom! Boom!”
The clash between the two great sects sent shockwaves rippling across the battlefield. Explosions of thunderous energy shook the heavens as one fierce collision gave birth to countless phenomena, each releasing an oppressive force.
Waves of energy rippled outward, fracturing the very fabric of the void, shattering the floating islands beneath the feet of several nearby cultivators. Those who narrowly escaped these violent tremors fled in terror, barely avoiding a tragic end.
“Elder, should we act now?” one of the Loose Cultivator Alliance members asked eagerly, the tense atmosphere pushing them toward action as they stood behind Shen Ruyan.
“Hmm,” Shen Ruyan nodded, her eyes flashing with electricity. She understood that the major factions were beginning to make their moves. To seize the advantage, they couldn’t afford to hesitate.
“Thunder Command! Primordial Divine Lightning! Activate!”
In the next moment, Shen Ruyan unleashed a torrent of immortal energy. A token flew from her hand, rapidly expanding in the air before her. At the same time, a golden light shot from behind her, blooming into an immense wave of radiant power, swirling with demon force.
“Buzz—!”
As the space beneath their feet quaked, a golden figure suddenly rose from the floating island. Covered in shimmering scripture and emanating a powerful golden glow, it was none other than the Golden Cicada Demon King, a creature Jiang Chengxuan had once subdued.
This time, the demon king had followed Shen Ruyan into battle.
“Screeeee—!”
Without a moment’s hesitation, the demon king let out a sharp screech as Shen Ruyan directed it. The aura of a True Immortal at its peak spread across the battlefield, intimidating all who sensed it. In an instant, the demon king mustered tremendous strength, carrying the group forward as it transformed into a bolt of golden light, streaked with lightning, charging toward the distant cloud waterfall.
Shen Ruyan’s intention wasn’t to engage in battle; her goal was to gain the upper hand.
“Quite the plan! But I won’t let you have your way!”
As tensions mounted across the battlefield, it was only natural that other factions had their eyes on the Loose Cultivator Alliance.
Before the demon king could carry the group far, a voice rang out behind them, followed by a powerful attack. Purple streams of celestial energy, as dazzling as a galaxy, shot forth, enveloping them in an instant.
Shen Ruyan didn’t hesitate. With a swift motion, she raised her Five Thunder Immortal-Slaying Sword, imbuing it with Primordial Divine Lightning, and slashed forward.
The primordial energy cleaved through the chaos, carving out a radiant path of nine-colored lightning. The terrifying power of the lightning, combined with the sharpness of her sword, collided violently with the incoming purple light.
“Boom! Boom!”
The air rippled with explosive energy as the currents of immortal power clashed. Shen Ruyan’s lightning-infused slash tore through the purple light, continuing its advance. The attackers, undeterred, grunted as they unleashed several more layers of immortal energy and artifacts to meet the remaining force.
With great effort, they managed to deflect the destructive force, though residual blasts of energy scattered like rain, crashing toward the demon king from behind.
“Prepare for battle!”
The Loose Cultivator Alliance members could hold back no longer. The pent-up battle lust finally surged forth, and they launched themselves into the fray.
Every cultivator who had embarked on the path of immortality had their own battle methods and philosophies. When cornered, they would meet danger head-on, embracing the mantra that only the brave could emerge victorious.
In the eyes of Shen Ruyan’s followers, there was nothing but the fiery determination of warriors. They drew their treasures and infused them with vast amounts of immortal power, conjuring an array of divine techniques that roared across the battlefield with terrifying might.
“Boom! Boom!”
The resulting clash erupted into an inferno of energy, sending waves of celestial power rippling across the void, shattering the surrounding space.
Blades of divine energy, fierce as tigers, claws of thunder, breath of dragons, sword auras, and beams of light filled the sky, splitting it asunder. Twenty cultivators had unleashed their full might, igniting the battlefield with unrelenting force.
The impact was so fierce that many other nearby cultivators, realizing the danger, turned and fled.
“Obstruct my path, and you shall fall today!” Shen Ruyan declared coldly, ordering the demon king to halt as she gathered her lightning energy and fearlessly charged into the fray.
She knew that to deter the surrounding forces, she would have to prove her strength. Fear was the most effective deterrent, and strength was the only way to inspire it.
“Thunder Spirit War God!”
In a flash, Shen Ruyan transformed into a figure of lightning, streaking through the air to confront the approaching enemies. The cultivators of the Purple Star Immortal Sect, dressed in purple robes adorned with celestial gems, stood in her path.
The Purple Star Immortal Sect was a high-ranking faction in the Heavenly Light Immortal Domain, known for wielding cosmic starlight as a weapon in their powerful combat arts.
But Shen Ruyan showed no fear. Her hands moved in a blur as she cast a series of complex seals. Before her enemies could react, two towering giants formed entirely from lightning rose behind her, each radiating an aura of supreme power.
Like wrathful titans, the thunder giants surged forward alongside Shen Ruyan, tearing through the chaotic storm of energy and crushing down upon their enemies with a might that rivaled that of a peak True Immortal.
“Suppress them!”
The cultivators of the Purple Star Immortal Sect refused to back down. With a roar, they unleashed their celestial powers, calling upon the majestic force of their cosmic star techniques.
“Buzz—!”
In an instant, the air around them shimmered with strange energy. Purple starlight filled the space behind them, illuminating the battlefield with a regal and overwhelming brilliance. Empowered by this starlight, their strength surged.
Raising their immortal weapons, they counterattacked with all their might, meeting Shen Ruyan’s thunderous onslaught head-on.
“Boom! Boom!”
The true battle had finally begun.
On one side, the elite cultivators of the Loose Cultivator Alliance clashed fiercely with the formidable warriors of the Purple Star Immortal Sect. Each fighter was a master in their own right, wielding artifacts of great power and unleashing their deadliest techniques.
In the midst of it all, the Golden Cicada Demon King loomed, its massive form tearing through the battlefield as it clashed with the cosmic starlight summoned by the Purple Star cultivators.
Every strike shook the heavens and earth, and countless onlookers trembled with fear.