"Great Wall, emerge!"High above the skies of the heavens and myriad worlds, Qin Wudao observed the overwhelming tide of destructive aftershocks and ordered in a deep voice.
Rumble!
As soon as he spoke, the aftershocks pounded down heavily.
Instantly, the Formation laid by Zuo Ci twisted and deformed, countless runes exploded, shattering into millions of pieces.
"Roar!"
As the aftershocks threatened to surge into the heavens and myriad worlds.
At this critical juncture, a dragon’s roar echoed through the sky, the Great Wall appeared, standing tall between heaven and earth, blocking all the aftershocks.
Beyond the Great Wall, heaven and earth were turned upside down, all things perished.
Within the Great Wall, calm prevailed, not a breeze stirred.
At the same time.
In the inner world of Chaos, the radiant three thousand Great Daos left by Hongjun also held off the violent aftershocks, though the light gradually dimmed as the waves hit one after another.
At this moment, apart from the fiercely battling outer world of Chaos, countless strong beings from the heavens and myriad worlds, and the inner world of Chaos, as well as the Xuan Universe, all locked their gazes on the center of the battlefield.
Who will win?
Who will lose?
Who controls the universe?
Gradually, the aftershocks slowly dissipated, revealing the figures of Hongjun, Xuanzang, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan, shrouded in the Rule Power, unharmed.
"A draw?"
In the depths of the starry sky, Elder Lian murmured to himself, his heart filled with shock.
He watched Hongjun’s power increase, saw Xuanzang break through the shackles, and finally witnessed both sides reaching a stalemate.
Shocked!
Incredibly shocked!
Extremely shocked!
As someone who managed the Immortal Treasure Pavilion of the Xuan Universe, he had seen great things, but never a manual and treasure that could increase one’s level, even in the celestial river universe, it was unheard of and unseen.
He knew that the heavens and myriad worlds were hiding monumental secrets!
"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"
"Treasure that enhances strength!"
"A multitude of geniuses that easily fight beyond their level!"
Elder Lian whispered, a gleam of light flashed through his eyes, then he revealed a subtle, inscrutable smile.
Since there are secrets, it is only natural to figure them out.
"Interesting!"
In another part of the starry sky, a low murmur filled with endless chill was heard, like the devil’s whisper, shaking the vast starry sky.
Countless stars trembled as if they might fall at any moment.
...
"Blocked again?"
On the battlefield, Hongjun’s heart sank, his face twisted, upon discovering Xuanzang and the others remained unscathed.
Honestly, he was starting to panic.
He feared he might lose!
And couldn’t accept losing!
But reality was cruel, after using the ’Martial Saint Jade’, his trump cards really were running low!
Rumble!
Just then, the loud, urgent clamor of battle resounded from all directions.
Hongjun looked up and surveyed the surroundings, his expression turning more gloomy, discovering that all six battlefields were at a disadvantage and couldn’t hold out for long.
If he couldn’t quickly resolve the situation with Xuanzang and the others, his forces would undoubtedly lose.
"Win!"
"Must win!"
Hongjun gritted his teeth and roared, deeply glancing at his six personal disciples, he desperately mobilized the power of the ’Martial Saint Jade’ to continue his attack.
This time, he no longer launched distant big moves.
With a slight push of his toes.
Hongjun turned into a streak of white light, closing in next to Xuanzang, initiating a melee, his ’Myriad Dao Sword’ shuddered, slashing out dozens of Sword Qi, sealing the Void.
"Well done!"
Seeing Hongjun engage in close combat, Xuanzang was not intimidated, directly using his Arhat Golden Body, his hands wielding the nine-ringed staff, continuously clashing with the ’Myriad Dao Sword’, sparks flying.
Every collision released terrifying power, collapsing large areas of the void.
Their speed was phenomenal, leaving behind massive illusions between heaven and earth, even Liu Bei and Sun Quan were momentarily confused.
As for others, anyone below the Dao Saint Realm couldn’t even see their shadows.
"This monk, quite fierce!"
Liu Bei stood on the sidelines, clicking his tongue in amazement.
He looked at Xuanzang full of disbelief, was this still the monk who regularly chanted scriptures and abstained from meat?
He was truly formidable!
More formidable than the great generals he commanded in his past life!
"Don’t you know who he is? Someone daring enough to seek scriptures in the Western Heaven, can they not be fierce?"
Sun Quan chuckled as he spoke.
"What’s that got to do with seeking scriptures?"
Liu Bei was momentarily dazed, puzzled as he asked.
"Do you think the journey to the west was under Sun Wukong’s protection? With bandits and robbers, thousands of miles of wasteland, multiple negotiations, this monk retrieving true scriptures is nothing short of a miracle!"
Sun Quan explained with admiration on his face.
The journey west was not just filled with crises!
A slight misstep could lead to a foreign grave, facing both heavenly and human challenges, even a master of martial arts might not achieve it.
Liu Bei came to realization, began to watch earnestly, gripping his battle sword tightly, ready to rush into battle to save Xuanzang if he encountered danger.
Beside him, Sun Quan was about to do the same.
At this moment.
The six other battlefields had reached the point of deciding victory or defeat.
"Blue Flower Descent!"
In the distance, Qingdi struck back the Clan Leader of the Eight Protector Clans with a single sword, his body leaped into the sky, a blue flower appeared underfoot, exuding sharp light, sweeping across the azure sky.
Using light as a sword!
Who can escape in the heavens or on earth?
As the Protector handpicked by the Human Sovereign, Qingdi’s strength was indisputable, after years of cultivation, his realm had long reached the late Unity Realm Stage.
While the Clan Leader of the Eight Protector Clans had just broken through the Unity Realm, using the Formation to do so, the gap between them was vast.
"Everyone be careful!"
A Clan Leader called out loudly with a grave expression.
Thunk!
As his words fell, the sky full of blue light turned into Sword Qi, among them, two Clan Leaders couldn’t dodge and were pierced by the azure sword light, riddled with holes.
That light!
That blue flower!
That enchanting blood!
Painted the sky, becoming a splendid scene.
This all seemed to take a long time, but happened in the blink of an eye, the eight Protector Clans, renowned through ancient times, were reduced to six.
"Gulp!"
The Clan Leaders of the surviving six Protector Clans swallowed, forming a circle, burning their vital essence, transforming it into majestic saint power, barely resisting Qingdi’s attack.
Cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, struggling to hold on!
Hold on!
Whoever holds on until the end will achieve final victory.
"Kill!"
Human Ancestor, Emperor Shang, Emperor Xia, the Path-Following Army, the Path-Eliminating Army, and others shouted, their morale surged, like ferocious tigers descending the mountain, they pounced towards the Clan Leaders of the Eight Protector Clans.
Blood splattered, corpses shattered the void, dyeing the sky red.
Slaughter!
Except for a few Quasi-Saint elders, the rest of the strong from the Eight Protector Clans were only fit for slaughter, especially the two clans whose Clan Leaders died, they were utterly annihilated.
"Fight!"
On another battlefield not far away.
The Five Tiger Generals fiercely battled the Three Thousand Dust Guests.
Above the sky, the ’Five Tiger Generals Formation’ clashed with the ’Dust Formation’, locked in an even fight, hard to distinguish victory or defeat.
"It’s time to end!"
Zhao Yun glanced around, noticing that the various battlefields were wrapping up.
He smiled slightly, suddenly raised his battle spear, and shouted loudly: "Where is the second legion?"
The Second Legion!
Only now did he begin to exert full strength.
A general’s strength lies not only in personal prowess but in the might of the legion.
Chapter 1315: 1208: The Eight Guardian Clans Defeated
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