Divine Root Bone

High in the sky, the Azure Cloud Ancestor Ling Xuanyuan and the Black Fiend Demon Sect Ancestor You Guiwang fought fiercely for over a hundred moves. Both of them were at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and their Dao Foundation strength was comparable. Their methods were equally impressive. After several deadly battles, the liquefied spiritual power in their bodies was almost exhausted.

The golden and black spiritual lights collided repeatedly, tearing through the sky. The continuous battle had exhausted most of their mental energy. The two old figures hovered in mid-air, their chests heaving and panting heavily. The Dao Foundation light flowing around their bodies had dimmed a bit. They were unable to launch another strong attack and could only temporarily stand their ground and rest.

The cultivators watching from the valley below were already numb. The endless battle between the peak cultivators seemed to have no end in sight. The overwhelming power of the two peak Foundation Establishment cultivators suppressed the surrounding area for a long time. The spiritual energy of the lower-level cultivators was blocked, and their blood and qi surged. They wanted to help but couldn't muster any strength. Many people simply slumped down on the broken stones, hanging their heads and panting briefly, feeling utterly exhausted.

During a lull in the tension between the two elders in mid-air, they began to hurl insults at each other from a distance. Their words were sharp and confrontational. One mocked the Demonic Sect for being sinister and harmful, while the other denounced the Qingyun Sect for relying on its seniority to oppress its juniors. The shouts and curses carried by the strong winds across the entire battlefield, and the people of both sects listened quietly.

No one dared to interrupt or utter a sound.

Just as everyone relaxed and took a short rest, a dazzling pillar of light suddenly shot up from the desolate and lifeless burial valley on the west side of the battlefield and the east side of Duanyun Gorge, piercing through the sky!

A beam of light, surpassing even the Foundation Establishment stage and exuding supreme majesty, exploded out with a deafening roar. Its immense aura swept across the entire southern mountain wilderness, and the heavy, sacred pressure instantly shook everyone's hearts, making even breathing difficult and sluggish.

The entire room fell silent instantly. The previous cacophony of shouting, gasping, and whispering ceased abruptly. Everyone turned to look towards the valley, their faces filled with utter horror.

The pupils of the Azure Cloud Ancestor Ling Xuanyuan shrank sharply, and his aged body trembled slightly. Having lived for three hundred years and reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, he had never felt such a supreme aura of the Great Dao. The Azure Cloud Sect Master Ling Xuanchen and the seven Foundation Establishment elders who were recuperating from serious injuries stood frozen in place, their minds trembling beyond measure. All the disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect, along with the Sect Master Yun Qingchan, were stiff, their beautiful eyes filled with disbelief. In the distance, the scattered cultivators and ordinary people in the desolate forest villages and surrounding towns all knelt down, their hearts filled with instinctive awe.

The Black Fiend Sect members were even more horrified. You Sha Yuan, whose Dao foundation had collapsed and who was lying on the ground, and Tu Jin, who was seriously injured with broken bones, were trembling all over. The sect's patriarch, You Gui Wang, had a livid face and clenched his fists tightly, filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Even the mysterious figure who had previously been hiding in the outer layer of the Chaotic Burial Valley, behind a mysterious barrier, coldly observing the battle between the two sects, thinking the war was insignificant and scoffing, suddenly abandoned his lazy aura, his eyes filled with deep surprise and doubt, and he could no longer maintain his indifferent spectator attitude.

Inside a dilapidated side hall of the Hidden Burial Valley, Su Qingyao and four demonic cultivators were locked in a standoff, still arguing over Zhang Yang's whereabouts. The moment this sudden, overwhelming pressure swept over them, their legs went weak, and they uncontrollably collapsed to the ground, their souls trembling and numb, unable to lift their heads. Their hearts were filled with utter bewilderment and terror, completely unable to discern the source of this terrifying aura within the valley.

Everyone on the battlefield could accurately pinpoint the approximate location of the aura in the Chaotic Burial Valley, but no matter what low-level magic artifacts they used or what detection techniques they employed to search carefully, they could not find the source of the power in the slightest.

This soaring holy might did not overflow from the earth, but originated from an independent dimension enveloped by a double-layered spatial barrier deep within the valley. It belonged to another void isolated from the outside world. Given the level of these people, they were unable to penetrate the layers of space to pinpoint the exact location, and naturally could not detect the exact source.

Even that insightful and mysterious figure could only determine that the anomaly originated within the area of ​​the Chaotic Burial Valley, but could not pinpoint its exact location. Everyone knew that this place had been desolate for about three to eight thousand years, filled only with withered bones and miasma, and there were no rumors of powerful treasures or ancient powerhouses emerging. The sudden appearance of such supreme power plunged everyone in the entire Southern Region into boundless astonishment and fear.