Chapter 1157 - 350: How Could There Be a Third Spirit Severing Realm? Who Are You?!

Why bother entangling with them?

Purely thankless effort!

Don’t forget the purpose he travelled all the way here for.

Then, with a cold snort, his figure suddenly blurred, transforming into a dazzling blood-red rainbow, tearing through the sky straight towards the grand array!

"Stop him!"

Lu Yuanjiu shouted coldly, her delicate hand pressing into the void—

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Nine towering ice walls arose from the ground, like a heavenly moat spanning before Nangong Xiongba.

Runes flickered on the surface of the ice walls, chilling to the bone, causing even the air to freeze into fine cracks.

"Tricks of a petty insect!"

Nangong Xiongba sneered, as the demonic bear Dharma Aspect behind him condensed once more, then roared at the sky.

Six giant arms swung like pillars reaching the sky, smashing down with mountain-crushing force!

"Crash—!!"

The ice walls shattered, countless ice crystals shooting out like sharp arrows, riddling the ground within a hundred-mile radius.

Using the ice mist as cover, Nangong Xiongba’s figure moved like lightning, instantly approaching above the grand array, his right palm gathering blood-red Spiritual Power frantically, transforming into a sky-covering Blood Evil giant palm—

"Break it for me!"

The giant palm slammed down, the tricolor array quaked violently, ripples rising on the surface of the light screen, even forming spider-web-like fine cracks!

"Not good!"

Lu Yuanzhi’s pupils contracted suddenly, her jade fingers forming a seal, an ice-blue stream of light shooting from her fingertips, striking the blood palm from behind.

"Extreme Cold Finger!"

"Swoosh—"

The blood palm froze instantly, then exploded into sky-filling ice shards.

But Nangong Xiongba had anticipated this move, simultaneously striking with his left palm the second Blood Evil Power—

"Boom!"

The light screen of the grand array quaked once more, with cracks already spreading to one-third of its range!

"Hahaha! Let’s see how many times you can block!"

Nangong Xiongba laughed wildly, his figure floating like a ghost above the array.

Whenever the Lu sisters approached, he transformed into a blood-red rainbow and fled afar, never engaging them head-on.

The Lu sisters wore grave expressions, one constantly employing Extreme Cold techniques, freezing thousands of miles in an attempt to halt Nangong Xiongba’s movements.

The other intensely repaired the array’s cracks, Spiritual Power pouring like a waterfall, frenziedly injected into the array’s core.

Three figures from the Spirit Severing Realm flashed in the sky continuously, each collision distortingly fracturing the void.

The aftermath of Spiritual Power swept all directions, tearing the entire firmament apart!

"Crack—"

Another clear cracking sound, with cracks already covering most of the tricolor light screen.

"Those three teleportation arrays on the rear hill are only small formations, capable of sending only a few dozen people at a time..."

Lu Yuanjiu transmitted with Divine Sense, her voice carrying unprecedented gravity.

"Currently there are at least hundreds of thousands of disciples in the sect, if the grand array is shattered, with the might of the Spirit Severing Realm, it would be a one-sided massacre!"

Lu Yuanzhi nodded heavily, her eyes flaring with icy light, after all, when Zhou Qing left, he had specially instructed them to guard the mountain gate.

"There’s no other way, we must give our all to stall him!"

Her jade hands formed seals, Spiritual Power from within hers poured out without reserve, then her figure accelerated sharply, once again rushing towards Nangong Xiongba at the fastest speed!

"Too late!"

Nangong Xiongba sneered, suddenly standing in mid-air, forming an ancient seal skill with both hands.

"Blood Evil Sky-breaking Seal—Break!"

"Boom——!!!"

A thousand-foot blood seal descended from the sky like divine punishment, causing the entire Taiqing Mountain Range to shiver under this pressure.

Just as the blood seal was about to slam into the already tottering grand array—

"Hum..."

The void twisted inconspicuously, a pitch-black fissure tearing silently.

Without any Spiritual Power fluctuation, nor any spatial tremor, it was as though a gap was meant to occur in this world at this moment.

Immediately after, a pale hand slowly extended from the fissure.

It was a chilling hand—a corpse-like white skin, with fingers long and sharp like knives.

Dark nether runes squirmed beneath the skin, as though countless vengeful souls were imprisoned within.

Its mere appearance caused the temperature within a hundred-mile radius to plummet, moisture in the air instantly condensing into ice crystals that fell.

Then, the hand lightly pressed down.

"Pop—"

With a gentle sound, the thousand-foot blood seal, capable of smashing the grand array, shattered and dissipated like a bubble.

No earth-shattering explosion, no aftermath of Spiritual Power collision, just blandly dissolving... into nothingness.

"How is this possible!" Nangong Xiongba’s pupils shook violently, the sneer on his face instantly freezing.

His full-strength Spirit Severing attack, it was resolved so easily?

The rapidly approaching Lu sisters abruptly halted, eyes beneath their ice crystal masks filled with horror.

The two exchanged a glance, seeing the gravity in each other’s eyes.

For this suddenly appearing entity, chilled them to the bone!

Then, the fissure in the void slowly widened, a figure stepping out.

He wore a tattered black Dao robe, the hem flowing without wind, his pale face lined with black veins.

The most terrifying were those eyes—devoid of pupils, only two ghostly blue flames flickering, burning the Divine Soul with each flicker.

"This is..." Lu Yuanzhi’s voice tightened, her hand gripping the Ice Crystal Longsword unconsciously.

"Such strong oppressive force!" Lu Yuanjiu swallowed involuntarily.

On Divine Peak’s rear hill, Cao Zhengyang and others organizing disciple retreat suddenly stilled.

Upon seeing the face of the figure, these normally dignified Peak Masters instantly teared up.

"Senior Brother (Junior Brother)—"

"Master—"

Duanmu Shu and Cao Zhengyang cried out involuntarily, their voices trembling.

Though Zhou Qing had already informed them their master lay in the coffin, witnessing this supposedly "departed" mentor reappear in the world still excited them beyond control.

Nangong Xiongba’s expression shifted uncertainly, his Divine Sense frantically scanning the suddenly appearing formidable foe: "How could such a borderland hide three Spirit Severing figures?!"