deltrittennovels Chapter 206 The Decisive Battle is About to Begin
Chapter 206 The Decisive Battle is About to Begin
The majestic wall that once stood on the border of the Central Region, named "Heavenly Gate," no longer exists.
Instead, a devastating battlefield of scorched earth was revealed.
The land was crisscrossed with ravines, and huge pits and broken mountains could be seen everywhere, which were the terrifying traces left by the seventh-level powerhouse when he made his move.
The air was thick with the lingering stench of blood, as if silently recounting the brutal battles that had taken place here.
At this moment, on this silent battlefield, two forces once again converged.
On one side were cultivators from the Taiyan Holy Land dressed in uniform white robes.
On the other side were cultivators from the Blood Soul Holy Land, dressed in blood-red robes.
Hundreds of seventh-order powerhouses gathered here.
These are practically the two great holy lands, and this time they have dispatched all their top combat forces into the Tianyuan Realm.
However, surprisingly...
After destroying the border city wall, these two powerful forces did not immediately launch an attack on the nearby heartland of the Central Region.
On the contrary, tensions were running high between them, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
The two holy land forces clashed fiercely in the air, their hostile and murderous gazes clashing as if an earth-shattering battle could erupt at any moment.
At the very front of both camps, a figure hovered in the air, its aura far more terrifying than that of the others around it.
One of them was none other than the Grand Elder of the Taiyan Holy Land, Wang Yuanfeng's seventh-order peak incarnation.
He was still dressed in a simple white robe, his face exuding an imposing presence.
Opposite him, facing him from afar, was a middle-aged man dressed in an eerie blood-red robe, his face bearing a hint of evil and cruelty.
This person is the supreme commander of the Blood Soul Holy Land's operation in the lower realm, and also a terrifying existence whose strength has reached the eighth-order Tribulation Transcending Realm—the incarnation of the Great Elder Wanshou.
Wan Shou's cold, venomous eyes scrutinized Wang Yuanfeng with interest, a mocking and disdainful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
Wan Shou was the first to break the suffocating silence, his voice hoarse and shrill.
"Isn't this our lofty and powerful Grand Elder of the Taiyan Holy Land?"
"I heard that someone's son died in this lower realm before, and they couldn't do anything about the local tribes there. I just don't know who it was, such a useless person."
His tone was filled with undisguised schadenfreude.
Clearly, he already knew about Wang Yuanfeng's avatar being destroyed and his hasty escape back to the Tianxuan Realm some time ago.
"snort!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanfeng snorted coldly.
He was furious whenever he thought about it. Not only was he played for a fool by ants from the lower realms, but he also lost his position in the Tianyuan Realm.
His eyes, burning with rage, glared at Wan Shou, his voice as cold as ice.
"You old devil, put away your disgusting face and don't forget what our common goal is!"
"Purpose? Hehehe..."
Wan Shou seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and once again let out that piercing, hoarse laugh.
"What's the purpose? Isn't it just that these lower-level ants are a bit rebellious and need to be taught a lesson?"
"However..."
He changed the subject, his tone becoming playful.
"Your Taiyan Holy Land, with its bunch of trash who couldn't even handle a mere lower realm native and lost an avatar, dares to compare itself to my Blood Soul Holy Land?"
"you!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yuanfeng trembled with rage, and the terrifying aura of a peak seventh-tier cultivator around him began to fluctuate uncontrollably.
Since he achieved success in his cultivation, when has he ever suffered such humiliation?!
If it weren't for the greater good, he would have loved to rush up right now and tear this despicable old devil in front of him to pieces.
"What? Did I hit a nerve, and now you're getting angry?"
Wan Shou's mocking expression deepened.
"Wang Yuanfeng, Wang Yuanfeng, you are still the Grand Elder of the Taiyan Holy Land, yet you were forced into such a sorry state by a mere ant from the lower realm who is not even at the seventh level. Even your own son died at the hands of this person."
"Tsk tsk, it's truly heartbreaking to hear!"
"If I were you, I would have smashed my head against a block of tofu long ago. How could I possibly have the face to show my face in public again?"
Every word Wan Shou uttered was like the sharpest dagger, piercing deeply into Wang Yuanfeng's already bleeding heart.
The hatred for killing my son! The resentment for my being destroyed!
In addition, there was the old ghost's merciless mockery.
Wang Yuanfeng felt the anger in his chest almost burning away his reason.
"Long live the old ghost!"
He squeezed out those four words, one by one, through gritted teeth.
A terrifying killing intent, almost tangible, swept wildly towards Wan Shou.
However, Wan Shou remained completely unfazed by Wang Yuanfeng's terrifying killing intent, maintaining an air of confidence and composure.
"You were toyed with by an ant that isn't even a seventh-tier being, hahaha."
"And your avatar, you said it was just bad luck that you encountered a void behemoth, but I think it was mostly attracted by your own reckless release of your aura, isn't it?"
Hearing his last fig leaf being torn off, Wang Yuanfeng could no longer bear it and raised his hand to strike Wan Shou.
At this critical moment.
A terrifying and vast supreme pressure descended from the sky without warning.
In an instant, the terrifying tension between the two was completely suppressed.
Both Wang Yuanfeng and Wan Shou felt a profound sense of insignificance and awe in the face of this supreme pressure that seemed to originate from the very source of heaven and earth.
The two of them, along with the hundreds of seventh-tier experts behind them, all looked up at the sky in unison.
There, in the sky, a sky full of colorful auspicious clouds had gathered, seemingly out of nowhere.
A stunningly beautiful figure, dressed in a magnificent fiery red gown, descended slowly, stepping on auspicious, colorful clouds.
Her beauty was unparalleled, otherworldly.
Those dazzling phoenix eyes were filled with icy majesty and indifference that looked down upon all living beings.
Around her, a golden phoenix fire, seemingly capable of incinerating everything, burned fiercely.
Behind her, one could vaguely see the phantom of a phoenix that blotted out the sky.
It was a phantom made of pure golden flames.
The phoenix phantom merely flapped its wings slightly, yet the entire world resonated with it.
The person who arrived was none other than Huang Xi, the only "Chosen One" in the entire Tianyuan Realm.
Her appearance was domineering and unparalleled. With just a glance and an aura, she completely subdued the once arrogant allied forces of the two holy lands.
Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman before them, who seemed like a goddess descended from the heavens, both Wang Yuanfeng and Wan Shou felt a deep sense of apprehension.
Through their encounters over the years, they have come to deeply appreciate each other's strength.
Although the aura emanating from the other party was still only at the peak of the seventh rank.
However, the opponent's mythical bloodline and the "destiny" pressure that seemed to be integrated with the entire world all demonstrated the opponent's strength.