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Chapter 409 Who Will Rule?
When the people from the Holy Phoenix Palace and the royal family arrived, it was just as Yang Jingjing was knocked to the ground again by Ji Wantang's punch. The young master of the Holy Phoenix Palace hurriedly went over to catch Yang Jingjing, put her down, and then faced Ji Wantang who was coming towards him. Together with Chi Yuan, they gritted their teeth and took a hit.

However, with just one move, Chi Yuan collapsed to the ground, his face pale, and the young master of the Holy Phoenix Palace also spat out a mouthful of blood, completely losing his fighting ability.

"A Nascent Soul cultivator can withstand one of my attacks and survive..." Ji Wantang looked at the two of them, then her gaze fell on the four who had previously blocked her, and she said indifferently, "Do you also want to be like them, exhausting your foundation and burning your life force in this futile resistance?"

Even though Yang Jingjing and the other three burned their flesh and lifespan, they could only forcibly hold off Ji Wantang for half a quarter of an hour.

However, in just half an hour, these few prodigies had been completely exhausted.

"You were able to hold me off for half a quarter of an hour with your Nascent Soul cultivation, so you can be considered to have died a worthy death."

With a gentle flick of his bone sickle, Ji Wantang conjured a gigantic, eerie white shadow in mid-air.

The giant shadow took the form of a huge human, without facial features, and looked down at everyone with a disdainful attitude.

Even though it did nothing, its overwhelming size and terrifying pressure gave everyone the feeling that their lives were being indifferently controlled by a god who looked down upon all living beings.

The suffocating feeling made all the cultivators present afraid to even breathe.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, Ji Wantang's position here is akin to a dragon hunting a pack of wolves—an undeniable and absolute suppression.

Even a top-tier prodigy like Xu Lewei, who had exhausted all her trump cards, could only hold them off for a mere quarter of an hour. If it were them...

No, they wouldn't even dare to attack Ji Wantang, who is at the Nascent Soul stage.

The pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator carries the power of heaven and earth; not just any Nascent Soul cultivator can withstand the wrath of heaven and earth and fight against a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Ji Wantang lowered her eyes: "It's time to reap the rewards after wasting so much time on you."

She casually raised her hand, and the giant, snow-white shadow in the air also raised its hand, pressing down on the cultivators below.

Yang Jingjing stared at the massive hand descending upon her, gritted her teeth, and shouted, "Lingtian Pavilion disciples, form the formation!"

Compared to the panicked disciples of other sects, the disciples of Lingtian Pavilion clearly huddled around Yang Jingjing. Upon hearing her voice, they unhesitatingly formed a formation, gathering the strength of more than seventy people to fight against the descending giant hand.

Seeing this, the leaders of the other factions also ordered their disciples to gather their forces.

Seeing this, Ji Wantang's lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile: "Fools, did you really think you were the ones who blocked me before? I was just waiting for the formation to be activated. Now that the formation is ready, you can go and be buried with the disciples of the Bright Hall."

As Ji Wantang's hand seals changed, terrifying howls and roars echoed simultaneously from the air and the ground.

The cultivators felt the spiritual energy being continuously devoured by the surrounding space, and at the same time, Ji Wantang's aura in the air grew stronger and stronger.

"Not enough, not enough. Do you still intend to resist?" Ji Wantang felt the growing strength within her body as tens of thousands of cultivators beneath her weakened. Sensing that the skilled disciples among them were still planning to barely resist with the help of the immortal artifacts given to them by their elders, she sneered and stretched out her hand, "Let me send you on your way one more time."

Yang Jingjing was completely knocked out of her fighting state by the spiritual seal she unleashed again, and collapsed onto the Lingtian Pavilion disciple.

“Ji Wantang… don’t think you’ve really won. The Nascent Soul stage can’t stop you, but the Divine Transformation stage isn’t just about you.”

Ji Wantang narrowed her eyes and pointed a finger at her: "Having absorbed your power, I will naturally go to Lin Zhao to settle our previous grievances."

Before the spiritual energy could even reach them, the oppressive aura arrived first.

Yang Jingjing closed her eyes, waiting for the spiritual energy to engulf her. But she didn't wait; even the howling wind that had been raging all around her had vanished.

Was her perception impaired after being hit by Ji Wantang?
"Young Master Yang, please step back."

Above her came a familiar voice from the girl.

Yang Jingjing opened her eyes, looking at the other person's back with unprecedented surprise.

Lin Zhao took out more than a dozen jade bottles from his sleeve and threw them to the least injured person among them, the leader of the Bright Hall: "I'll trouble you to distribute these among them. Leave the rest to me."

After seeing the blue-clad girl appear, the leader of the Bright Hall blocked the spiritual energy released by Ji Wantang with one hand and shattered the huge, pale white figure that Ji Wantang had conjured with one sword. Only then did he understand what the other party meant when she said that they posed no threat to her.

These prodigies in the Nascent Soul stage, who had been at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage for many years, believed that they might not necessarily lose to some Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

However, it wasn't until Ji Wantang appeared with absolute invincibility that he realized that when true geniuses exert a level of suppression on people like himself, they would be powerless to resist.

He took the jade bottle, smelled it, looked at Lin Zhao with complicated emotions for a while, and finally glanced at the red-clad girl high in the sky. He closed his eyes in pain, staggered towards the young masters of the other powerful forces, and distributed the pills.

When Ji Wantang saw Lin Zhao appear, she sneered, "It's too late for you to show up now. My formation is already complete, and I can absorb their power at any time."

Lin Zhao leaped up and hovered at the same height as Ji Wantang in the air, facing each other from afar.

"I will not comment on your actions." Lin Zhao held the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword horizontally in his hand.

“But you can’t stop me from doing what I’m going to do. You say I’m too late, then I’ll show you that no matter when I appear, your formation is no match for me.”

The next moment, the sky around Lin Zhao suddenly turned into pitch-black night, with stars twinkling behind her.

Lin Zhao met Ji Wantang's indifferent gaze and smiled: "Ji Wantang, setting up an array is difficult, but isn't destroying an array too easy for a spirit talisman master of our level?"

When Ji Wantang realized what Lin Zhao intended to do by summoning this star array, a look of surprise appeared on her face for the first time: "You actually want to use the power of the Seven Star Palace?! Aren't you afraid that this power will backfire on you?"

Her description of the Seven Star Palace and the expression she displayed made Lin Zhao laugh: "It seems you know just as much as I do, then I'm relieved."

Phoenix wings unfolded, Lin Zhao drew her sword, and the Heavenly Phoenix King appeared.

After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, Lin Zhao's Heavenly Phoenix King Form was now fully capable of covering the area where the formation, which encompassed tens of thousands of cultivators, was located.

Under the suppression of the Heavenly Phoenix King, the formation seemed to be on the verge of cracking.

“The power of the Ancestral Phoenix…” Ji Wantang’s gaze darkened. She understood that with Lin Zhao here, she could no longer draw power from these cultivators through the formation.

"It seems I'll have to kill you first before I can carry out my plan." Ji Wantang summoned her white giant scythe again, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

Lin Zhaohuang's wings expanded once more, and the starry sky behind her also expanded at the same time.

From this moment on, this world changed from daytime to nighttime.

The only bright light in the darkness was the starry sky behind Lin Zhao.

"Ji Wantang, let's see who will rule this land."