The Witch Race had arrived!
The distant void tore open once more.
Boom! Crack!
From the spatial rift emerged a Witch Race Sinister Elder. His fingers were withered like ancient tree branches, and he was cloaked in a loose black robe that hung on him as if draped over a dry, skeletal frame. Behind him, other elders, similarly clad in black, followed. From their hands, Spirit Arts continuously shifted, unleashing black power that surged forth like a malevolent tide.
Before Lu Xuan and the Grand Dao Sect Old Ancestors, strange black petals grew larger and larger, emanating a mysterious, chilling aura. Even Dao Xuan Old Ancestor felt a profound dread seize his heart.
Lu Xuan, with a casual flick of his sleeve, sent forth brilliant divine light that surged towards the Grand Dao Sect Old Ancestors.
Whoosh!
Instantly, the eerie black petals shattered, annihilating into nothingness.
The Witch Race Sinister Elder stared, an incredulous expression on his face. “How is this possible? What power could so utterly suppress my Witch Race?”
Just then, the surrounding void tore open again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three distinct, overwhelming auras erupted!
From the east, a Cold Race Quasi-Dao Supreme appeared. The nearby void instantly froze solid, turning into a vast expanse of white from which an illusory continent manifested.
From the west, several white-robed Old Ancestors from the Supreme Profound Sect emerged. Their long beards floated, their spirits vigorous, exuding an immortal aura as the power of the Supreme Scripture surged around them.
In the shadows, Dark Shadow Island, led by Dark Shadow Monarch Lin Xiao, brought over a dozen experts whose auras merely flickered once before vanishing back into the void.
In just a dozen breaths, the situation on the field had drastically changed.
They were besieging Lu Xuan!
Everyone observing the scene frowned deeply. Lü Yun Old Ancestor was still being roasted by the Bone-Chilling Ghost Flame, while the Demon Court’s other great medicinal ingredients were actually skewered and being grilled! Yin Changhe, meanwhile, was already severely wounded.
The White Robe Supreme stood aloft in the void, his white robe billowing, completely unharmed.
Above the void, Dark Shadow Monarch Lin Xiao’s voice was incredibly eerie, emanating from an unknown location. “Ghost Scythe Supreme, in this battle where we besiege the Grand Dao Sect, are you certain you wish to stand with them?”
Ghost Scythe Supreme revealed a faint smile. “Naturally, we stand with the Grand Dao Sect. We simply won’t need to act.”
Monarch Lin Xiao snorted coldly. “It had better be.”
At this moment, a white-robed elder from the Supreme Profound Sect looked at Ye Chen and said, “Everyone, I ask that you grant my Supreme Profound Sect this courtesy. Do not kill Ye Chen. He is of great use to my sect!”
The Cold Race Old Ancestor replied, “Agreed.”
The white-robed elder then looked towards the Witch Race and Dark Shadow Island. They all nodded.
In the distance, Lü Yun Old Ancestor’s massive body, like a small mountain, writhed continuously in the void, the Bone-Chilling Ghost Flame relentlessly scorching him. He wailed incessantly, shouting to everyone, “Save me!”
Instantly, several Cold Race experts moved towards Lü Yun Old Ancestor. “Lü Yun Old Ancestor, are you alright?”
“Aaaargh…” Lü Yun Old Ancestor continued to wail, finally seeing a glimmer of hope in his eyes. After all, the Bone-Chilling Ghost Flame should have a counter for the Cold Race.
The Cold Race experts surged with immense ice-cold power, intending to counter the Bone-Chilling Ghost Flame. Using ice-cold power against ice-cold power!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several Cold Race experts surrounded Lü Yun Old Ancestor, their ice-cold power, like a long white river, directly descended upon his body.
But then, a sudden, terrifying change occurred!
The Bone-Chilling Ghost Flame on Lü Yun Old Ancestor’s body contained a trace of Lu Xuan’s Rule Power. Lu Xuan was deliberately roasting Lü Yun Old Ancestor. However, this power was not so friendly to the Cold Race experts.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
From Lü Yun Old Ancestor’s body, Lu Xuan’s ice-cold power rebounded, directly shooting towards the Cold Race experts. Just a wisp of the Bone-Chilling Ghost Flame’s aura instantly froze several Cold Race experts in place.
Everyone was stunned.
The next instant.
Crack! Crack!
The bodies of the Cold Race experts instantly turned into countless ice shards, shattering in the void.
Witnessing this scene, many powerful experts were utterly shocked. This was the power of the White Robe Supreme! How could it be so strong? Touch it and die!
But Ghost Scythe Supreme and his companions revealed knowing smiles. The White Robe Supreme was simply too powerful.
Ghost Scythe Supreme said to the Archaic Forbidden Zone Magnate behind him, “He’s a devil king descended from the heavens, a living calamity on earth! The White Robe Supreme… is terrifying beyond measure!”
At this moment, Yin Changhe coughed up blood incessantly, climbing up from the ground. He looked at everyone present, a solemn expression on his face. “Everyone, attack the White Robe Supreme together! Slay this fiend!”
“You all underestimate him! He is Dao Yi, the Grand Dao Sect Ancestor!”
As his voice fell, everyone’s expressions turned serious.
“Attack together!” “Attack together!”
Ghost Scythe Supreme flicked his sleeve. “Let us all retreat!”
That the White Robe Supreme could force several Supreme-level factions to unite was simply terrifying. In the history of the Supreme Path, it seemed only Dao Yi, the Grand Dao Sect Ancestor, could achieve such a feat!
The atmosphere in the field became incredibly stagnant. Lu Xuan alone faced four Supreme-level factions, yet it made everyone nervous.
Yin Changhe! The Witch Race! The Cold Race! Dark Shadow Island!
The Witch Race Sinister Elder looked at the others and said, “You all engage the White Robe Supreme head-on!”
In the void, Dark Shadow Monarch Lin Xiao’s voice was unpredictable, making it impossible to pinpoint his location. “I will find the White Robe Supreme’s flaw and strike at the perfect moment!”
However, he had a nagging question. Why was the White Robe Supreme seemingly riddled with flaws? Being full of flaws, paradoxically, made him extremely hesitant now. For an assassin, a flaw could also be bait. Monarch Lin Xiao intently observed Lu Xuan, making his choice.
And at this moment, the Witch Race Sinister Elder and others sat cross-legged, mysterious Dao Patterns surging on their bodies, densely interwoven. An obscure and ancient aura flowed, appearing terrifying. Several of them chanted incantations, directly activating a Witch Race Forbidden Secret Art—an invisible and traceless power that instantly shot towards Lu Xuan.
This power instantly descended upon Lu Xuan’s body. Golden light flickered on Lu Xuan’s body, Myriad Laws Immunity active; he didn’t even perceive any power eroding him.
But the Witch Race experts were utterly shocked. Their Forbidden Curse Power was incomparably mighty, yet it couldn’t even break through Lu Xuan’s defenses!?
The Sinister Elder said, “Don’t panic. When the Cold Race and Supreme Profound Sect make their move, the White Robe Supreme’s flaws will appear!”
On the other side, Yin Changhe was the first to strike.
“Dao Yi, die!”
With a thunderous roar, Yin Changhe’s face was ferocious. A Heaven-Reaching Giant Palm slammed directly towards Lu Xuan. This attack Shaded the Sky and Covered the Sun, annihilating the starry sky, as if the cosmos itself was exploding. Above the giant palm, a Heaven-Reaching river of blood condensed.
From the other two directions, the Supreme Profound Sect experts charged directly, their bodies surging with the power of the Supreme Scripture, terrifying beyond compare, Like an Abyss, Like a Sea. Supreme Killing Power enveloped the void!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
On the other side, the Cold Race experts also attacked, their ice-cold power sweeping through the void, transforming into a white ocean. The localized space where Lu Xuan stood instantly began to freeze.
In the shadows, Monarch Lin Xiao was also stirring.
When the various offensive powers all converged on Lu Xuan, Monarch Lin Xiao and the Dark Shadow Island experts moved.
Lu Xuan glanced at Lü Yun Old Ancestor in the distance.
He seemed a bit dead.
His aura was gone.
His entire body was pink, like a perfectly roasted mantis shrimp, the color quite appealing.
“Time to make my move.”