This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Just as Di Hao was marveling at Li Daoxuan's strength, a ray of light suddenly descended from the sky and landed on him.

Di Hao tried to dodge, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"Your Highness, do not worry. This is a healing talisman that can heal your injuries."

Li Daoxuan explained with a smile.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Daoxuan finished speaking, Di Hao felt a tremendous vitality growing all over his body, and his injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, he was completely healed.

Emperor Hao's divine soul circulated within his body for a cycle, and only after confirming that there were no hidden dangers did he breathe a sigh of relief. He then discovered that he could move his body again.

"Thank you, Taoist priest..."

Li Daoxuan nodded slightly.

"Your Highness, please take care. If you are outmatched, it is best to preserve your life as much as possible."

Upon hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Di Hao instinctively sensed something unusual.

In his view, everything he was experiencing at this moment was not real.

It's probably just an illusion.

So it wasn't just Di Hao; almost everyone else who was teleported in shared the same thought: they no longer took matters of life and death so seriously.

But Li Daoxuan's words at this moment made him somewhat wary.

"What does the Taoist priest mean?"

Li Daoxuan shook his head.

"In any case, Your Highness should try your best to live until this war ends. I must go now, farewell..."

After leaving behind a message, Li Daoxuan transformed into a golden ray of light and instantly traveled thousands of miles away using the divine power of the Golden Light Across the Earth.

Deeper into the battlefield lies an even more terrifying situation.

The battle here has transcended the boundaries of the celestial sphere, as if it were taking place in another dimensional void.

The destructive power of the fighting here is so great that if it spreads outwards, the entire country will be shattered.

The quasi-emperors who came from the Xuanhuang Ancient Road were all teleported here.

Only Li Daoxuan was an exception.

The Xuanhuang Ancient Path seemed unable to pinpoint his exact level, so the decision regarding teleportation was left entirely to Li Daoxuan.

In order to save his disciple, Li Daoxuan had no choice but to go to the lower-level battlefield first, and then return to this place.

The reason why Li Daoxuan, who has always been indifferent to war, was so enthusiastic about this war was because he saw the cause-and-effect connections that many others could not see.

Therefore, Li Daoxuan will do his utmost to contribute to this war that took place in the ancient era of immortals.

As soon as Li Daoxuan entered the dimensional battlefield, he saw three terrifying alien races besieging the Quasi-Emperor Ziying God Venerable of the Tianyu Imperial Clan in the Xuanhuang Great World.

As the only female quasi-emperor in the contemporary Xuanhuang Great World, her strength is beyond doubt.

Behind him are a pair of wings made of immortal gold that can unleash thousands of flying feathers, each of which is equivalent to a weapon of immortal weapon level.

Fei Yu transformed into a terrifying tornado, and wherever it passed, even the alien quasi-emperors had to avoid its sharp edge.

He fought against three opponents and held his own without being at a disadvantage.

As a quasi-emperor in martial arts, the physique of the Divine Venerable Ziying is naturally beyond question.

These alien races, relying on their naturally strong physiques, have never taken humans seriously.

However, when facing the quasi-emperor Ziying, he was clearly struggling to withstand the attack.

Although she is a woman, her fighting style is still as straightforward as most martial artists, with astonishing explosive power.

Li Daoxuan had only been in this dimensional space for a dozen breaths when one of the alien races was severely injured and on the verge of death by the Divine Venerable Ziying, completely losing his fighting ability.

However, the number of alien races is significantly greater than that of humans.

As soon as one was driven back, two more took its place.

The same thing happened to Li Daoxuan; after being discovered by the alien race, two aliens immediately pounced on him.

These are all alien races at the quasi-emperor level. Even Li Daoxuan cannot kill them in one move like he did with the alien races before.

What impressed Li Daoxuan was that the number of Quasi-Emperors in the current Xuanhuang Great World was less than two hands' worth, but in the Immortal Ancient Era, they would have appeared in large numbers.

Looking around, there are at least a hundred alien quasi-emperors in this dimensional void, while the human side, though fewer in number, still has several dozen.

Moreover, within that void and chaos inside the dimensional void, even more terrifying fluctuations erupted from time to time.

Clearly, that is an existence that surpasses even a quasi-emperor.

There have been rumors in later generations that during the Immortal Ancient Era before the Desolate Ancient Era, Great Emperors could appear simultaneously, rather than each era after the Desolate Ancient Era having only one Great Emperor.

It's unimaginable what it would be like to have multiple emperors fighting each other.

Li Daoxuan looked in that direction, somewhat eager to try.

He knew he was probably no match for the Great Emperor, but he also wanted to see what kind of demeanor the Great Emperor of the Immortal Ancient Era possessed.

In that instant of distraction, a strangely shaped longsword suddenly cleaved through the void and fell toward Li Daoxuan's back.

Li Daoxuan suddenly woke up, but didn't take it seriously.

Since entering the battlefield, he has maintained his ability to remain upright and invisible.

This purely physical attack would not harm him.

Although Li Daoxuan didn't take it seriously, the nearby Divine Venerable Ziying was unaware of it.

With a furrowed brow, she vanished instantly, reappearing behind Li Daoxuan. Her wings, crafted from immortal gold, transformed into a shield, deflecting the attack with a loud clang.

Li Daoxuan was stunned, never expecting that the Divine Venerable Ziying would do such a thing.

This strike was clearly extraordinary. Even with the physique of the Purple-Haired Divine Venerable and the protection of such a celestial weapon, it still caused her aura to fluctuate.

Fortunately, she managed to block the attack.

Li Daoxuan quickly turned around and asked with concern:

"Senior, are you alright?"

Unexpectedly, the Divine Lord Ziying said with a hint of anger:

"In a life-or-death struggle, how can one be distracted?"

"If you can't handle this level of combat, then get out..."

After saying that, the Divine Lord Ziying flew directly towards the alien who had used a sneak attack, and the aura that erupted from his body was simply earth-shattering.

Li Daoxuan was somewhat embarrassed, not expecting this Heavenly Feather Emperor Clan's God Venerable to have such a fiery temper.

However, he could also sense the pure goodwill of the Divine Lord Ziying, perhaps because they both came from Xuanhuang and from the same era.

This quasi-emperor god-venerable regarded himself as a junior disciple, which is why he offered his help.

Although Li Daoxuan didn't need it, he accepted the kindness nonetheless.

Since that was the case, Li Daoxuan stopped being distracted and began to focus on the battle.

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A major battle of this magnitude cannot end in a short period of time.

If they encounter an evenly matched opponent, given their cultivation level and the sheer amount of power within them, they could fight for ten days or half a month without exhausting themselves.

However, more than three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

On the outermost battlefield, Qingfeng, who was originally ethereal and untouched by worldly affairs, also took on a fierce and bloody aura.

His Taoist robes were tattered and worn, and he had no intention of using his supernatural powers to create a new one.

It's easy to imagine just how intense this battle was.

Finally, after repelling another wave of attacks from the alien race, they were able to catch their breath briefly.

Qingfeng, Mingyue, Wang Jingshu, and Zhujiu gathered together, gazing into the depths of the battlefield, their eyes filled with worry.

"Master has been gone for so long without a word. I wonder how he is doing over there..."

Wang Jingshu asked, looking somewhat disheveled.