100-year-old foundation building, starting from the maximum level of understanding

Chapter 528 The war ends
Upon seeing this, the Holy Lord of the Eastern Peak couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"Don't you think it's too late to leave now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, towering mountains suddenly rose from the ground in various parts of the void.

Each mountain resembles one of his giant hands.

Those Mahayana cultivators who were flying outwards were like flies that had run into a spider web; their bodies, high in the sky, were crushed down with a clatter.

Some of the weaker ones had their bodies crack in mid-air before they even landed.

"Lord of the Eastern Peak, don't push your luck!"

There was a roar of fury from the Great Vehicle of the Divine Ruins.

The Holy Lord of the Eastern Peak remained indifferent.

"so what?"

boom!
As the words fell, a dazzling light suddenly appeared on the high mountains that suppressed each Mahayana deity.

Strange runes flashed, causing all the Mahayana cultivators to scream in agony.

Boom!

Many people's bodies suddenly exploded in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, an immeasurable and terrifying power of rules descended, completely obliterating those Mahayana cultivators.

The remaining Mahayana practitioners were horrified upon seeing this.

At that moment, they could no longer care about anything else and immediately began to desperately burn their own essence.

boom!
In an instant, a pillar of light shot into the sky.

Several Mahayana cultivators who were suppressed actually chose to abandon their physical bodies and escape into the void with their primordial spirits.

This change happened far too quickly.

The Mahayana practitioners present had barely reacted when the figures of those Mahayana practitioners had already vanished from their sight.

"It doesn't matter."

Just then, the voice of the Holy Lord of the Eastern Peak came.

"They must have suffered considerable losses in this battle, and they probably won't dare to target us again for some time."

As he spoke, his figure began to shrink.

He then said again, "Fellow Daoists, I will leave the rest of the matters here to you for the time being. My body needs to rush to the Starry Sky Battlefield immediately to prevent any unforeseen circumstances from occurring."

"Fellow Daoist Dongyue, rest assured, the great enemy has already retreated. You can leave the rest to us."

"good!"

Upon hearing this, the Holy Lord of Dongyue nodded slightly.

The next instant, his body, under everyone's gaze, transformed into a streak of light, pierced through the void, and vanished in an instant.

The battlefield in the starry sky.

At this point, the great battle seemed to be drawing to a close.

But in reality, many people looked quite solemn.

This also applies to the Holy Lord of the Eastern Peak.

All of this was because, unbeknownst to them, a man wearing a silver mask had appeared in front of them.

The other party stood in the void, seemingly ordinary.

But in reality, it brought immense pressure to many people.

Because everyone sensed a faint, almost imperceptible aura of an immortal emanating from the silver-masked man.

Although this wisp of breath was extremely faint, almost imperceptible.

However, they cannot afford to underestimate any being at the level of immortals.

Especially when the silver-masked man slowly walked towards them, the oppressive aura emanating from a higher level of life made everyone's expressions even more solemn.

This was something they hadn't anticipated.

When did such beings first appear in the Divine Ruins?

It is conceivable that if another major battle were to break out between the two sides at this time, the powerful star races of their respective holy lands would inevitably suffer enormous losses.

At that time, I really don't know how many Mahayana Heavenly Lords will perish.

However, the man in the silver mask seemed completely oblivious to all of this.

Or perhaps he noticed it, but didn't care at all.

With each step he took, his aura grew stronger. In the end, some of the cultivators from the holy lands and powerful star races found their breathing becoming rapid and labored.

A major battle seemed almost inevitable.

But at that moment, the man in the silver mask suddenly seemed to realize something.

His gaze suddenly drifted into the distance.

Immediately, his pupils, hidden beneath the silver mask, contracted slightly.

The steps that were moving forward suddenly came to a halt.

Then, he gave a deep look at everyone present, and then led the remaining people away, disappearing from the scene.

The other party's sudden reaction clearly surprised everyone present.

Clearly, no one expected that the other party would suddenly leave at this moment.

But soon, everyone saw a dazzling divine light fly over from afar and instantly merge into the body of the Eastern Peak Saint Lord.

In an instant, the already powerful aura of the Eastern Peak Saint Lord rose even higher.

It subtly revealed an aura identical to that of the immortal from before.

At that moment, everyone present was shocked.

Many people are completely unaware that the Holy Lord of Dongyue actually had such a trump card up his sleeve.

No wonder the man in the silver mask retreated so quickly; he must have sensed what was happening on the Eastern Peak Saint Lord's side.

"Gentlemen, this matter is now concluded. Let us head back now."

At this moment, the Holy Lord of Dongyue looked at everyone present.

Upon hearing this, no one had any objections.

Clearly, this plan has largely achieved their expectations.

Although many of them were left behind in this starry sky forever during this process.

Within their respective worlds, the losses must have been substantial.

But these are things that cannot be avoided.

At the very least, this battle will slow down the pace of the Divine Ruins' further recovery and buy them all more time to develop.

Most importantly, they have now uncovered some of the secrets of the Divine Ruins.

The opponent was not as invincible as they had initially thought.

Soon, after saying their goodbyes, the group returned to their respective worlds.

China, the land of the gods.

At this moment, Ji Haoyuan and Long Wu had already returned to the Myriad Laws Holy Land with the seriously injured Beidou Saint Lord.

It's clear that the Beidou Saint Lord suffered severe injuries in the previous battle.

It has even subtly damaged the very source.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment, a Mahayana practitioner from the Heavenly Profound Holy Land came to the rescue.

In addition, Taixu Bai's clone appeared later.

That's what saved him from perishing in the battle just now.

When Ji Haoyuan and Long Wu learned about the situation of the others in their own holy land, even though they had expected it, they still couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

Of the four Heavenly Lords who remained behind, Ji Haoyuan and Long Wu were unharmed.

However, the situation was not so good for Tianxuzi and Fanchen Tianjun.

In particular, the Heavenly Lord of the Mortal Realm perished in the previous great battle.

Tianxuzi, like Beidou Shengjun, was also seriously injured.

The shattered body has yet to be fully restored.

And below that, the number of cultivators who died at the Void Refinement and Nascent Soul stages was even greater.

Among them were Feng Zitao and Pei Guanghua, whom Ji Haoyuan knew well.

The former was initially at odds with him, but later, because he had saved the latter's life, the latter was always very grateful to him, and their relationship gradually improved.

The latter was one of his old friends.

Unexpectedly, all of these people are gone after this battle.

(End of this chapter)