That mournful crane cry, imbued with pure, ethereal energy, shattered the deathly silence of the Xiqi camp like a bolt of lightning tearing through the night.

Inside the main tent of the central army.

The Antarctic Immortal, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed with his eyes closed in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes, which always radiated compassion and peace, suddenly emitted two terrifying beams of light, each several meters long, so intense that even the space in front of them was slightly distorted by the gaze.

"Buzz—!"

Almost simultaneously, several terrifying auras rose up from various parts of the camp.

The deathly aura of the Burning Lamp Daoist and the Jade Purity Qi of Guang Chengzi surged into the sky like a tsunami.

An immense and unparalleled divine consciousness, woven into an impenetrable net, swept wildly in all directions from the central command tent.

"Who dares to trespass on my Xiqi camp?"

The dry, murderous roar of the Taoist Ran Deng exploded in the night sky like rolling thunder, causing the blood of millions of mortal soldiers below to surge and awaken them from their dreams.

High in the sky.

"Oh no, we've been discovered!"

Xiao Wuji's pupils contracted sharply; his reaction was incredibly fast.

He knew very well that this was the stronghold of the Chan Sect, and below him were not only the Antarctic Immortal, a mid-stage Quasi-Saint, but also the veteran Quasi-Saint Randeng and a group of Golden Immortals.

Even with the Chaos Bell protecting him, if he were surrounded and entangled, it would be a hopeless situation with no chance of survival.

There must be absolutely no hesitation!

Xiao Wuji glanced down at the white crane boy standing on the top of the tent below, and his eyes instantly flashed with an intense killing intent.

"Scream? I'll show you!"

Without any unnecessary words, Xiao Wuji didn't even bother to use the Great Five Elements Technique; he simply flipped his right hand downwards.

An ancient, bluish-gray seal was conjured directly from his palm!

Under the perfect cover of the thick night, this supreme weapon forged from half of Buzhou Mountain instantly transformed into a silent streak of dark light.

Just as the White Crane Boy was about to crush the jade talisman to warn others, he suddenly felt a darkness above his head, and a deathly shadow that made his very soul tremble envelop him.

He suddenly raised his head, and only a trace of extreme fear and despair appeared on his handsome face.

The next moment—

"puff!"

A deafening, chilling bang.

The bluish-gray seal fell down without any suspense, as if swatting a mosquito.

The White Crane Boy couldn't even utter a half-scream before the mournful cry of the crane was forcefully swallowed back into his stomach.

His prized celestial avian body crumbled instantly before this unparalleled absolute power, like fragile tofu, and was smashed into a bloody, mangled mess, deeply embedded in the wooden beams of the command tent.

The poor boy, who had served the sage for many years, died tragically on the spot without any explanation.

The White Crane Boy died so quickly that the Antarctic Immortal didn't even have time to react before his true spirit drifted towards the Investiture of the Gods.

"You wicked creature! How dare you kill my child!!"

The curtain of the main tent was instantly torn apart by a violent force.

As the Antarctic Immortal stepped out of the tent, the first thing he saw was the horrifying pool of blood and flesh on the tent roof, and the familiar scent that had just dissipated.

This true senior disciple of the Chan Sect, who always prided himself on being kind, completely broke down at this moment.

Millions of years of cultivation and composure were instantly destroyed by the pain of losing his disciple. His kind and gentle face was twisted like a demon, and his furious roar turned into a tangible sound wave that shattered the clouds in the sky above.

"Die, you bastard!!"

The Antarctic Immortal's eyes were bloodshot, and he hurled his coiled dragon staff into the sky.

Roar--!

The dove-shaped staff swelled in mid-air amidst the wind, instantly transforming into a colossal ancient azure dragon tens of thousands of feet long, its jaws wide open to devour the heavens.

It crashed down hard onto the cloud where Xiao Wuji and Lü Yue were hiding.

At the same time, after Guang Chengzi sensed the familiar fluctuations from the one that had just killed Baihe Tongzi, he was so enraged that his three corpses were jumping up and down, wishing he could devour Xiao Wuji's flesh and blood.

"It's Xiao Wuji. You wretched creature, how dare you break the formation! You cannot be spared today!" Guang Chengzi, holding the Fallen Bell, surrounded him from the left with a ferocious expression.

The Taoist Ran Deng, standing on the Lingjiu Palace Lantern, transformed into a purple stream of light and frantically surrounded the area from the right.

"Uncle-Master, let's go!"

Faced with this devastating and deadly situation, Xiao Wuji grabbed Lü Yue's arm, who was still basking in the joy of successfully poisoning Lü Yue.

At the critical moment, Xiao Wuji unleashed the Chaos Bell hidden within his body without reservation.

"when--!"

An ancient and desolate bell tolled faintly in the void.

The myriad streams of primordial energy cascaded down like a waterfall, instantly condensing into an indestructible defensive barrier around the two.

Boom!!

The ten-thousand-foot-long azure dragon, carrying the boundless rage of the Antarctic Immortal, crashed fiercely into the Xuanhuang Qi.

The collision of these two extreme forces unleashed a light that was millions of times brighter than the blazing sun.

The void within a radius of a hundred miles collapsed inch by inch under this attack, turning into a raging chaotic torrent.

Even with the Chaos Bell, a supreme innate treasure, protecting him and offsetting 99% of the destructive power, the terrifying backlash from the mid-stage Quasi-Saint's resentful attack still managed to penetrate through the Xuanhuang Qi.

Xiao Wuji felt as if his chest had been struck head-on by an ancient divine mountain, his internal organs churning violently, and he coughed up a mouthful of scalding blood.

But instead of pausing, his eyes gleamed brightly.

"Now!"

Xiao Wuji gritted his teeth and, taking advantage of the overwhelming force of the Antarctic Immortal's attack, pushed the Great Five Elements Technique to its limit. Divine light enveloped Lü Yue, transforming into a five-colored ribbon that frantically fled eastward.

"Don't leave!"

The three immortals, Randeng and Guangchengzi, roared repeatedly and gave chase.

Xiao Wuji pushed the Great Five Elements Technique to its limit, and the five-colored rainbow beneath his feet was like a sharp sword, tearing the thick night sky in two.

A violent gale howled in their ears, whipping up dense sparks as it swept across the dark yellow aura shield hanging from the Chaos Bell.

"Xiao Wuji! Prepare to die!"

Behind him, Guang Chengzi's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.

He frantically shook the broken bell in his hand, and the death knell tolled incessantly.

Visible gray sound waves transformed into tangible ripples, sweeping across the area like a tsunami.

Wherever the sound waves passed, large sections of the ground below collapsed, and mountain peaks were shattered into dust.

At the same time, the void on the left suddenly twisted, and Daoist Ran Deng rushed out like a persistent leech.

With a flick of his withered finger, the Lingjiu Palace Lantern shone brightly, and the ghostly flames that filled the sky seemed to come alive, weaving together into a pale, all-encompassing net of fire that enveloped everything.

"Through the cycle of life and death, all things decay!"

The Antarctic Immortal had somehow broken through the void and appeared directly above Xiao Wuji.

His face was contorted with rage, and the coiled dragon staff, imbued with the supreme laws of the mid-stage Quasi-Saint realm, transformed into a gray-white pillar of death light, crashing down on the Xuanhuang barrier of the Chaos Bell.

Being betrayed by his mortal enemy and suffering such heavy losses was a complete loss of face for him, even more shameful than his previous defeat and death in front of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation.

The fierce wind howled in his ears, and the killing intent behind him was ever-present. Divine powers capable of tearing apart heaven and earth exploded behind Xiao Wuji, whistling past the defensive barrier of the Chaos Bell.

"arrive!"

Looking at the outline of the majestic pass in his field of vision, Xiao Wuji finally revealed a hint of joy at escaping death.

He dared not be careless and immediately plunged into the churning Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation outside Jiepai Pass, completely concealing his figure.

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