After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

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The echoes of the Chaos Bell gradually faded, and the frozen spacetime resumed its flow.

"Junior Brother Taiyi!!"

A heart-wrenching roar erupted from the mouth of Yu Dingzhen, whose face was always as cold and stern as ice.

He watched helplessly as his junior brother, who had always treated him with great respect, was beheaded right before his eyes, and even his primordial spirit was shattered.

This shock instantly shattered Master Yu Ding's reason.

"Xiao Wuji! I'll take your life!!"

Master Yu Ding's eyes were bloodshot, and two streams of bloody tears slid down his cheeks.

He recklessly burned his entire body's Great Luo Essence, and even the Immortal-Slaying Sword in his hand let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

"Man and sword become one; both jade and stone are destroyed!"

boom!

Master Yu Ding transformed into a colossal, azure sword that reached the heavens and the earth, carrying an aura of resolute and tragic force, and like a moth drawn to a flame, he crashed fiercely into Xiao Wuji.

This sword strike seeks not life, but death!

We'll drag the enemy down with us!

Despite this desperate attack that threatened even a Quasi-Saint, Xiao Wuji's expression remained completely unchanged.

"A deep bond between fellow disciples? That's quite touching."

Xiao Wuji stood on the shoulder of the Pangu phantom, one hand behind his back.

The withered yellow Chaos Bell above his head rotated gently, casting down countless streams of primordial yellow energy, like an insurmountable chasm protecting him within.

"Unfortunately, on the battlefield, there is only life and death, not感动 (moving moments)."

Facing the charging Jade Cauldron Immortal, Xiao Wuji didn't even bother to swing the Immortal Execution Sword in his other hand.

He simply extended his right hand slowly, and the blood-stained Heaven-Turning Seal reappeared in his palm.

"Since you want to stay with him, then stay and keep him company."

Xiao Wuji's arm muscles bulged, and with the power of the Pangu True Body added to them, he slammed down on the whistling blue sword rainbow as if swatting a fly!

"Bang!!!"

A dull bang so loud it could stop your heart.

That seemingly indestructible thousand-foot sword rainbow was as fragile as a piece of glass in front of the Heaven-Turning Seal, a treasure of pure power.

In a single exchange, the sword rainbow shattered!

"Snap!"

The Immortal-Slaying Sword in Jade Cauldron Master's hand was struck and bent into an astonishing arc, the enormous recoil force instantly transmitted through the sword to his arm.

"puff--!"

Master Yu Ding coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

In mid-air, his left arm, unable to withstand the earth-shattering force, exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a "bang," leaving not even a bone fragment!

One seal, one severed arm!

This is the crushing power of absolute strength!

"Junior Brother Yu Ding!!"

Guang Chengzi, Wenshu, and the others behind them had just broken free from the lingering power of the Chaos Bell when they witnessed this horrific scene, leaving them terrified.

In the blink of an eye, Taiyi died, and the jade cauldron was destroyed!

This isn't breaking through the formation; this is clearly suicide!

At this moment, the one who was most terrified was none other than the Taoist Ran Deng.

He stood at the edge of the great formation, looking at the young figure who resembled a demon god, and an unprecedented chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

With the Chaos Bell above his head, the Immortal Execution Sword in his hand, the Heaven-Turning Seal in his palm, and the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation beneath his feet...

I underestimated the other party, which led to this disaster.

"Unbeatable... Absolutely unbeatable! We must flee immediately, or things will turn out badly." The greed in Ran Deng's heart had long been washed away by fear.

He knew that if they didn't leave soon, the remaining few people would probably all perish here.

"withdraw!!"

The lamp emitted a scream that was almost deafening.

He didn't even bother with the noodles, and directly summoned the Spirit Vulture Palace Lantern, which whipped up a ghostly flame that swept up the severely injured and unconscious Jade Cauldron Immortal and the corpse of Taiyi Immortal who had just fallen to the ground.

"Retreat immediately!!"

Guang Chengzi, Wenshu, and Cihang were already terrified. Hearing the order to retreat was like receiving a pardon.

Four streaks of light, carrying two wounded men, rushed in a disheveled state towards the gap in the not-yet-fully-closed formation. They didn't dare utter a single harsh word and fled this nightmarish fortress without looking back.

Inside Jiepai Pass, the malevolent aura gradually subsided.

Xiao Wuji did not pursue. Although he seemed relaxed in today's battle, he actually expended a great deal of energy.

He was ultimately just a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Controlling the grand formation, summoning the Chaos Bell, and wielding the Immortal Execution Sword, such a supreme treasure, the consumption of his mind and magical power was unimaginable.

He stood atop the city wall, put away the countless magical treasures, and coldly watched the retreating figures of the Chan Sect immortals as they fled in disarray, until they completely disappeared into the horizon.

"They run pretty fast."

Xiao Wuji wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze sweeping over the shocking pools of immortal blood below, finally settling on the severed arm left behind by Jade Cauldron Immortal.

"However, leaving behind so much stuff should be enough to keep them quiet for a while."

With a casual gesture, Xiao Wuji took the severed arm into his hand, feeling the Great Luo Origin contained within it, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

With a casual gesture, Xiao Wuji took the severed arm into his hand, feeling the Great Luo Origin contained within it, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

……

Inside the commander's tent of the Xiqi camp.

Gone is the strategic planning of the past; only a suffocating silence remains.

The headless corpse of Taiyi Zhenren was placed in the center of the commander's tent. The bloodstains at the severed neck had dried, revealing a shocking blackish-red color.

The head that rolled to the side had its eyes wide open, as if it were still telling the story of the fear and resentment in its last moments before death.

Jiang Ziya stood beside the command desk, his God-Slaying Whip slipping from his hand and falling to the ground, as if his spine had been removed.

Another one has died!

Moreover, he is the most bloodthirsty senior brother Taiyi among the Twelve Golden Immortals!

In the corner, Master Yuding's face was ashen.

He clutched his severed left arm tightly with his only remaining right hand. Although the bleeding had stopped, the domineering power of the Heaven-Turning Seal was still eroding his wound, causing excruciating pain.

But he seemed not to feel any pain.

He didn't look at the corpse on the ground; his usually cold and stern eyes were fixed on the Taoist Ran Deng sitting at the head of the table, and on Guang Chengzi standing to the side with an evasive expression.

The air inside the tent seemed to freeze.

"Everyone knows about the Zhuxian Sword, I won't ask."

Master Yu Ding spoke slowly, his voice hoarse as if sandpaper had been grinding against raw iron, carrying an intensely suppressed anger.

"But that bell..."

He approached the lamp step by step, and with each step he took, a sword mark appeared on the ground beneath his feet.

"That's the Eastern Emperor Bell! It's the Primordial Treasure, the Chaos Bell!"

Master Yu Ding suddenly raised his voice, almost roaring.

"I don't believe the Vice Leader and Senior Brother didn't notice anything when they entered the formation?"

"When you returned defeated last time, you didn't mention it at all, only saying that Junior Brother Puxian was captured. Why is that?"

"Randeng! Guangchengzi! Don't you owe me an explanation?!"

The questioning echoed in the commander's tent, making the candlelight flicker and almost go out.

Randeng's face was gloomy, and Guangchengzi was even more ashamed, not daring to look directly into Yuding's murderous gaze.

Greed ultimately led to disaster.

And once this crack appears, it can never be repaired.