Chapter 1215 - 365: Congratulations, Fellow Daoist! Felicitations, Fellow Daoist!

"Captain Wu, what do you mean by this? Let us through quickly!"

"If anything happens to the Seventh Prince, it won’t just be us; you’ll also be held responsible!"

Chen Xuanming and Wu Yuanshan, along with four Guardians, were surrounded by Wu Zhenyue and others, prevented from approaching the front.

The earth-shattering roar from afar left them anxious.

The scar on Wu Yuanshan’s face twisted intensely, and he stepped forward: "The border army defends against the Demon Race; we protect the Prince! Step aside! Or don’t blame the sword for not discerning friends from foes!"

Wu Zhenyue’s gaze was steady as he raised his hand to signal his men to stay calm.

"The Seventh Prince is afflicted by an evil force, and Master Zhou is attempting to save him. Going there now won’t help and will only cost you your lives."

"Absurd!" Chen Xuanming shouted, "Zhou Qing previously attacked all of us. He intends to harm the Seventh Prince; what saving are you talking about?!"

Just as both sides were ready for a confrontation, the distant roar intensified.

Seeing the four ready to act at any moment, Wu Zhenyue’s eyes showed a fleeting struggle, finally stepping aside to clear the way: "In that case... please proceed."

The leaders exchanged glances, their eyes filled with suspicion.

Bear in mind, among them, the fast ones had recently witnessed the Seventh Prince surrounded by an eerie black fog.

From within the fog emanated a spine-chilling roar, no human could produce.

Perhaps, as the captain said, Master Zhou’s elaborate measures were indeed to save the Seventh Prince from the evil forces?

Despite much doubt, orders are orders.

With Wu Zhenyue’s command, the blockade promptly cleared a path.

Chen Xuanming and the others snorted coldly and transformed into four streams of light, speeding away.

Wu Zhenyue furrowed his brows, gazing gravely into the distance, his mind racing.

Others might not know, but he had witnessed firsthand the terrifying scene of the six-armed demon creature devouring the Seventh Prince alive.

The battle sounds from ahead were not merely a clash between Zhou Qing and the Seventh Prince but with some indescribable evil entity.

Recalling the events at the main hall, Wu Zhenyue understood.

Indeed, the Seventh Prince was at fault initially, but what shook him more was how could any prominent prince harbor such a sinister creature within?

"These court intrigues..." he shook his head.

As a veteran commander defending the frontier, he loathed engaging in those deceitful power games.

But now, with the prince’s demise inevitable, the situation was clear.

Thinking of this, a decisive look flashed in Wu Zhenyue’s eyes.

Rather than offending a Fourth-level Array Master courted by various factions, it’s better to promptly declare his stance.

Especially with the border’s "Seven Stars Demon-Binding Array" potentially facing issues, relying on Zhou Qing’s intervention was crucial.

Moreover, the Emperor’s Guardian Soul Seal had witnessed the entire process...

"Master Zhou, you must hold on..." he prayed silently in his heart.

Suddenly, a sound of something tearing through the sky came from behind.

Wu Zhenyue turned abruptly, spotting eight brilliant streams of light streaking across the sky, rushing toward them.

Upon realizing who they were, this iron-blooded commander finally relaxed his strained expression, breathing a sigh of relief.

"They’re finally here..." he muttered under his breath, a trace of relief flashing in his eyes.

...

As Chen Xuanming and his group rapidly approached the heart of the battlefield, the scene before them was horrifying.

The ground was riddled with chasms resembling deep abysses, the air thick with suffocatingly violent Spiritual Power, making even breathing painful.

The whole space was eerily silent.

"Could it be... it’s already over?" Chen Xuanming’s throat trembled, his voice dry.

The four exchanged looks, seeing deep unease in each other’s eyes.

Bear in mind, Zhou Qing was a supreme prodigy, able to fight twenty cultivators of the same level alone, and the prince couldn’t compare in cultivation...

Just as they released their Divine Sense to search, their faces changed dramatically!

"No! Retreat quickly—" Chen Xuanming shouted desperately, but it was too late.

About to envelop the sky, a giant hand of Spiritual Power slammed down.

Its lines were vividly visible, each etched with destructive Power of Law.

The space shattered and twisted under the palm, time seemingly freezing.

"Ants..." Nangong Xiongba’s chilling voice echoed from the heavens, "Since you’re in a hurry to die, let’s just go together!"

Even before the giant palm descended, its terrifying pressure made the four’s bones crack.

Chen Xuanming and his group desperately unleashed their Lifebound Magical Treasures, but they instantly shattered upon contact with the palm’s force.

"No—!"

Their desperate screams abruptly stopped.

When the palm struck the ground, the entire mountain range quaked.

As the dust settled, only four bottomless handprints remained, without leaving even a trace of ash.

Nangong Xiongba indifferently picked his ear, his gaze playfully shifting to Zhou Qing, who was still struggling: "Now, it’s quiet. Let’s continue, it won’t take long."

After saying this, his Seven-Colored Primordial Spirit once again detached from his body.

Under Zhou Qing’s furious gaze, that brilliant Primordial Spirit shot like an arrow straight into Zhou Qing’s glabella, piercing into the depths of his mental realm seamlessly.

And just as the Primordial Spirit departed his body, the anger on Zhou Qing’s face changed abruptly, his lips slowly curling into a sinister smile...

...

Nangong Xiongba’s Seven-Colored Primordial Spirit entered Zhou Qing’s mental realm unimpeded.

Upon entering, the sight before them shocked him to his very core—

This mental realm was vast, with raging spiritual tides resembling a stormy sea, its magnitude far exceeding ordinary Divinity Transformation Perfection cultivators.

"No wonder..." the Seven-Colored Primordial Spirit vibrated with spiritual waves, "Able to resist Half-step Spirit Slash with Divinity Transformation cultivation, truly an unparalleled approach to cultivation..."