Chapter 369: Battle Erupts

Qin Yang already knew the situation here and sensed the auras of the three great masters.

He rushed over immediately, tore through the void, appeared above Daoguo, and Duìzhì the three great strong ones.

These are all Xuan Immortal strong ones; he slightly narrowed his eyes, his pupils cold, and directly Dòngshǒu.

Qin Yang's first choice of attack was Xu Zuo Zhi Nan.

He felt nothing for the Daoguo people, and although he also had no liking for the bird people.

But if Daoguo people were in front of him, he would surely choose to kill them first.

"Looking for death."

Xu Zuo Zhi Nan sneered, swung the Ten Fist Sword, and cut out a shocking sword light that split the heavens in two.

This apocalyptic sight terrified everyone.

Qin Yang sneered; without using a weapon, he conjured a big hand and grabbed straight ahead.

Both the sword light and Xu Zuo Zhi Nan were encompassed by that big hand he had conjured.

The Immortal Dao aura circulated, reaching extreme dominance.

Pfft.

The sword light shattered; the big hand's speed did not diminish, and it slapped toward Xu Zuo Zhi Nan.

Xu Zuo Zhi Nan's expression changed slightly; he mobilized his full strength, activated the Ten Fist Sword, and murderous aura surged heavenward, darkening the surrounding heavens.

That big hand was finally blocked.

But Xu Zuo Zhi Nan was also shaken back,

his blood and qi surged, and he was almost injured.

"Not bad."

Qin Yang nodded slightly.

Zhang Sanfeng stared dumbfounded; he couldn't help but say, "I feel this kid is strong in an eerie way, possibly even more monstrous than that war god's performance."

Chiyou gave a faint smile.

Otherwise, how could he dare act so recklessly?

Taking the initiative, he knew it would provoke experts of the Xuan Immortal level to come down.

But with Qin Yang present, he had no fear and was sufficient to cope with any danger.

"Old devil, did you notice something?"

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly asked.

Chiyou gave a faint smile and said, "I can't see anything; you also know, our Wu Tribe does not cultivate the primordial spirit, so how could we probe the heavenly secrets?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Chiyou with contempt.

The Wu Tribe indeed does not cultivate the primordial spirit.

But Chiyou is different; he created the Demonic Path and has cultivated a primordial spirit.

But now he is pretending in front of me, which makes Zhang Sanfeng despise him to the extreme.

Chiyou also doesn't care, appearing unfathomable.

"He's just pretending; I'd bet a pack of spicy strips that he knows nothing and is deceiving you."

Ying Zheng was on the side, sabotaging.

Zhang Sanfeng froze, then glanced suspiciously at Chiyou, finally realizing he had almost been deceived.

This old devil is becoming increasingly cunning.

Asking him a question, I almost got trapped by him.

Xiǎng dào zhèlǐ||Term, Zhang Sanfeng glared at Chiyou and no longer bothered with him.

At this moment, Qin Yang again rushed toward Xu Zuo Zhi Nan to kill him.

"Do you really think this demon god doesn't exist?"

Sa Dan said coldly.

He held a black long spear and rushed at Qin Yang to kill him.

Chiyou narrowed his eyes; a mere Xuan Immortal dares to call himself a demon god? He is insulting the title of demon god.

Qin Yang made a move.

"Breaking Mountain."

He gave a soft shout; the blade light was vast, more terrifying than Xu Zuo Zhi Nan's sword light earlier.

Sa Dan was enveloped by the blade light below; he raised his head and let out a long howl, on his black demon wings flowed strange runes, formidable dark power condensed, gathered on his body, and met the blade light.

At this moment, the dark aura dissipated, and the blade light also shattered.

Their strike was evenly matched.

The next moment, a holy sword qi fell down.

The Holy Son made a move.

He held a book, wore a gentle smile, but his move was decisive; taking advantage of Qin Yang and Sa Dan's fight, he directly attacked.

Qin Yang had long been on guard against him.

These foreign race Shénmíng are utterly shameless; he certainly wouldn't be careless.

In almost an instant, Qin Yang dodged.

He was like a bolt of lightning, charging toward Xu Zuo Zhi Nan.

This made Xu Zuo Zhi Nan furious; among the three of us, am I the easy target?

He let out a long cry, with no retreat, and clashed head-on with Qin Yang.

Blade and sword collided, and the whole heavens were shattering.

The land of Daoguo below was also cracking.

Even with the Fire God's divine power protecting it, it simply wouldn't work.

He was merely a Tiānxiān, while this was a battle between Profound Immortals.

Qin Yang paid no heed to those; he unleashed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, continuously absorbing the souls below.

Qin Yang's attack showed no weakening; he clashed swords with Brave-Swift Male, leaving wound after wound on the opponent.

Seeing this, Sadan's eyes narrowed as he thrust his spear forward to kill.

Two Profound Immortal powerhouses surrounded and attacked Qin Yang alone.

The livestream broadcast this scene.

Long Guo's ordinary folk all stared anxiously at the scene before them.

They knew full well that if this Long Guo powerhouse were defeated, for Long Guo it could be a calamity of epic proportions.

Most of Long Guo's people had already analyzed the current situation.

They knew that a god war was unavoidable.

These Long Guo cultivators, risking their lives, chose the battlefield abroad solely to protect Long Guo's ordinary commoners.

Everyone was praying for Qin Yang, hoping he could defeat his opponent.

And some who followed the Holy Light Court also began smashing god statues, wrecking the Holy Light Court.

An old woman spat at a god statue.

"Damn it, if not for being able to grab eggs every day, who would believe you, whatever bird god."

"Exactly, and they still help the little devils fight our immortals; we smashed this place."

Others also hurriedly said.

This scene unfolded in many places across Long Guo.

Qin Yang was unaware of these; he battled two Profound Immortal powerhouses, with a Holy Son sneaking attacks from nearby nonstop.

This indeed left Qin Yang somewhat embarrassed.

He was only at the Tiānxiān level; fighting a Profound Immortal naturally posed no worry.

But now three Profound Immortals attacked together; no matter how strong he was, he would be flustered.

However, Qin Yang wasn't overly worried either; he was honing his strength and still had hidden aces unused.

The battle grew ever fiercer.

The Daoguo folks were practically going mad.

No matter where they fled, the battle would still affect them.

The entire land of Daoguo was cracking.

Everyone let out despairing howls.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner, having absorbed these souls, grew ever more brilliant, its Immortal Dao aura astonishing, and a thick layer of merit shrouded it above.

Does killing devils earn merit?

Could it be that this whole world regards the little devils as trash that must be cleared away?

Otherwise, how could such vast amounts of merit be bestowed, almost condensing into substance?

Qin Yang and the three Profound Immortals fought until the battle reached white-hot intensity.

And Chiyou at this time also finally revealed his ferocious aspect.

"Folks, follow me in the charge; let's wipe out these guys."

"Up."

Ying Zheng also shouted loudly.

They charged toward the camp of the Daoguo Shénmíng.

The battle erupted.

That place instantly turned into a meat grinder.

At the moment of contact, many from both sides fell.

"Everyone, preserve your primordial spirits; should you lose your physical form, your primordial spirit will flee at once. Then I will ask Qin Yang, the Temple Master, to help you cultivate as Scattered Immortals—he possesses the method of Scattered Immortal cultivation, giving a better-than-even chance to become a Nine Tribulations Scattered Immortal."

Xu Qinghui shouted.

The cultivators who had harbored some reservations instantly had their eyes light up.

They struck out even more fiercely, with not a shred of hesitation left.

At worst, they would cultivate as Scattered Immortals.

With a probability over fifty percent to become a Nine Tribulations Scattered Immortal, this exceeds the odds of ordinary cultivation.