Chapter 1483: No Escape

"What a pity…"

A mad, crazed youth in green robes, his face covered in fresh red cracks, blocked in front of all the Ancient God Alliance Harmonization-Dao Divine Lords, chattering endlessly about something.

Cannot be beaten to death, cannot be killed and destroyed.

A bone-deep ulcer, forever entangled, accompanying one for life.

All of this sent a chill creeping into the hearts of the many Harmonization-Dao Divine Lords, their scalps trembling.

Encountering such an opponent, unless they never parted for the rest of their lives, forever stayed huddled together, forever did not fall alone, otherwise, it would be the moment they utterly plunged into a bottomless abyss.

"Putting on airs and playing tricks!"

Three-Faced Divine Lord gave a cold laugh.

He no longer drew upon the power of the formation, but struck out alone. His three heads assumed the form of furious Vajra, his six arms each gripping a vajra pestle, a human-bone rosary, a skull bowl, a Soul-Severing Cone, a bone hammer, and a precept saber, hacking down savagely. With a wave of his hand, he formed a mysterious Six Paths Killing Formation that pressed down, the ghostly path's force and heavenly path's dharma net enveloping the four directions.

With every gesture, the terrifying power of a peak Harmonization-Dao cultivator was revealed without a doubt.

Boom!

The Six Paths Six Hells Killing Formation pressed down, boundless black qi and ghostly qi stabbing out wildly, piercing the green-robed youth in the center into pieces. Flesh and blood and bone became countless fragments, corroded into nothing by the ghostly qi, leaving only a stretch of dim, grayish-white bone shards.

This scene happened once again.

Yet the hearts of the many Ancient God Alliance Harmonization-Dao Divine Lords eased.

"Don't lose formation."

"It's merely an illusion, no need to pay it any mind."

Behind Three-Faced Divine Lord, his six arms swayed, layered phantom arms appearing, as he coldly laughed: "A mere phantom—what can it do to us? Simply ignore it. Let's see if this junior dares to appear in his true body to block us."

"If he doesn't dare, then there's no need to pay it any attention."

The Ancient God Alliance great formation streaked across the sky like an ancient nebula.

When it occasionally encountered overlapping Six Paths Worlds and was slightly impeded, it paid no heed, charging straight through. Its speed barely diminished, completely ignoring all obstructions.

When the green-robed youth occasionally appeared and silently watched, they no longer wasted time, no longer paid him any attention.

Jiang Ding silently watched the Ancient God Alliance Heavenly Lords before him.

He could clearly see every person's face, soul frequency, magic power fluctuations. Even his divine sense unscrupulously scanned and gathered formation data on the Ancient God Alliance joint-strike great formation, like a battlefield ghost, with no one disturbing him.

"In the end, I am still too weak…"

Jiang Ding murmured.

His current strength was only at the late Harmonization-Dao level; Heavenly Fortune Divine Lord's judgment had not been wrong.

If these Harmonization-Dao Divine Lords did not scatter, did not fall alone, he truly had no good way to deal with them, and could only remain hidden, waiting for an opportunity.

These Harmonization-Dao cultivators could stay gathered for several decades or centuries—could they really stay gathered for

several thousand years, or tens of thousands of years?

They didn't want their clan lands anymore?

They didn't need to cultivate anymore?

Did many of the elderly Harmonization-Dao cultivators even have twenty thousand years of lifespan left?

With enough patience, an opportunity would eventually come to hunt them down one by one, completing a sword-dao trial and sublimation.

This long hunting time was itself a wonderful process in a sword cultivator's cultivation, a tremendous opportunity, more precious than any top-grade spirit vein.

Three-Faced Divine Lord's mockery as a veteran Harmonization-Dao powerhouse did indeed make sense.

Jiang Ding truly did not dare to reveal his true body and unleash his full power to block the Ancient God Alliance Harmonization-Dao allied army—that would be certain death.

"What a pity, seniors…"

Jiang Ding sighed at length: "Where are you headed? To Lantern Minor World? To Cloud Gauze Minor World? Or Black Ice Minor World?"

"The long-range teleportation formations in these minor worlds have all been destroyed, wiped clean. Where else can you go?"

"Where can you go?"

A faint, ghostly voice, like a cold wind, reached the ears of the many Harmonization-Dao Divine Lords, making their expressions change in unison.

A super-long-range teleportation formation spanning world domains must be rooted in a Minor Thousand World!

Otherwise, before the teleportation formation could truly activate, the space and Heavenly Dao rules within hundreds of thousands of kilometers would collapse, unable to bear such tremendous force. No matter how many spirit stones and heavenly materials and earthly treasures one carried, it would be useless.

"Impossible!"

Weaving-Heaven Spider Divine Lord said coldly.

He had set up many contingencies in Demon Heaven World, many long-range teleportation formations, with at least several dozen backup formations. How could they have been destroyed in such a short time?

Moreover, the Void-Tempering juniors stationed at these teleportation formations had never sent back any unusual news—everything was normal!

The surrounding Harmonization-Dao Divine Lords' expressions were dark as water; none answered his words.

The war between world domains was long and drawn out. The Immortal Gate central group's fleet and the Ancient God Alliance allied army's great formation—one chasing, one fleeing—several months quickly passed.

At last, the Ancient God Alliance allied army approached several Minor Thousand Worlds; the terrain finally met the basic conditions for laying down a super-long-range teleportation formation.

This place was garrisoned by several Void-Tempering cultivators of the Weaving-Heaven Spider clan.

Several pitch-black demonic spiders, each as large as a mountain range, traveled between the worlds. They had laid transparent spider silk between the worlds, like high-speed passages, connecting the worlds together. Even as the Minor Thousand Worlds kept moving, these spider silks would not snap—truly wondrous.

On these spider silk webs, several billion spiders ceaselessly traveled, as if walking upon a natural Harmonization-Dao great formation. Their overall aura was extremely terrifying, reaching the Harmonization-Dao tier.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

Several Void-Tempering Weaving-Heaven Spiders came forward, their spider legs kneeling

on the ground.

"Activate the teleportation formation!"

Weaving-Heaven Spider Divine Lord had no patience for such etiquette. He formed hand seals and shouted sharply.

Hum!

The spider webs spread across several worlds hummed and trembled. Mysterious runes continuously appeared, spreading outward in ripples of space, as a portal-shaped phantom gradually emerged and slowly solidified.

"Still intact…"

Many Path-Combining Divine Lords' faces lit up with joy.

But the Weaving-Heaven Spider Divine Lord's face was dark as iron; he rapidly formed hand seals, even spitting fresh blood, desperately trying to prevent and salvage something.

Under the barrage of seals, within the spatial formation patterns that had spread over hundreds of thousands of kilometers, wisps of solar sword Qi suddenly appeared — activated by the foreign, alien spiritual energy, awakening from an utterly hidden state.

Then—

Boom!

Rumble!

A terrifying, irreversible explosion erupted between heaven and earth, appearing at every node of every spatial teleportation formation, detonating instantly, shattering everything, with space collapsing without cease.

The high-speed spider-silk network connecting several worlds collapsed in swathes, the formation's foundations destroyed.

"Brat!"

The Weaving-Heaven Spider Divine Lord's face flushed crimson as blood as he roared.

Amid his furious roar, the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect's central fleet group was rapidly flying over from afar.

If the distance remained unchanged, within several dozen breaths they would enter the attack range of the Eastern Extreme Demon Sect's central fleet group.

"Go!"

The Weaving-Heaven Spider Divine Lord cast aside all distracting thoughts and roared.

He no longer cared about the billions of Weaving-Heaven Spiders here, abandoning them, and together with the Ancient God Alliance coalition, erupted with his full magic power, madly flying into the distance, straining to increase his speed.

"Surely not… all the teleportation formations…"

The Ancient God Alliance's Path-Combining Divine Lords said, clinging to a sliver of hope in their hearts.