Chapter 773: The Great Battle Begins

"Kill! Kill until we're satisfied!" A Saint-energy entity roared, clad in armor and wielding weapons, charging ahead as vanguard, its spiritual pressure surging like a torrent.

"Hahaha, kill! The more we kill, the more memories we regain—even possibly resurrect and see the light of day again!!" Several Saint-strength members of the Dou Emperor Family in the Heavenly Tomb laughed wildly, their spiritual pressure soaring, viewing death as nothing, plunging down from the peaks with ferocious fury toward the ten thousand troops of the Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower!

After arriving in the Great Thousand World, the Heavenly Tomb underwent significant changes; Xiao Xuan, the strongest among them, absorbed vast quantities of Sovereign Spirit Liquid, regaining not only all his memories but also slowly restoring his Cultivation Realm.

Aside from lacking a physical body and his Spiritual Soul not yet restored, he was no different from an ordinary person within the Heavenly Tomb.

For a time, under Xun Er's Spirit Array assistance, the Heavenly Tomb's energy entities surged forth like a vast army, meeting the ten thousand troops of the Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower head-on.

"Kill!!"

"Charge!!"

The two armies collided, and instantly, both sides fought until heaven cracked and earth shattered, rivers of blood flowing. The Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower, with its vast numbers, held a tremendous advantage in troop count.

Yet the Heavenly Tomb's energy entities were like wolves and tigers—fierce as tigers descending the mountain, lunging at their enemies with savage intent to tear them to shreds. After all, their Cultivation Realms were all extremely high; in life, they had each been comparable to Sovereigns. Most importantly, within this unique treasure land of the Heavenly Tomb, even if they died, they could resurrect again!

Thus, these Heavenly Tomb energy entities were utterly fearless of death.

"Wum wum wum!!"

Meanwhile, within the Heavenly Tomb, one by one, Spirit Arrays activated—each a Heaven-Grade Spirit Array, comparable to a Seven-Star Sovereign.

This was the terrifying power of Spirit Array Masters: they could spend vast amounts of time and resources to forge an immensely powerful Spirit Array fortress; to assault such a fortress meant facing countless pre-prepared Spirit Arrays—certainly no easy task.

The war raged, rivers of blood flowing; though the Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower had many disciples, they gained little advantage in this assault.

In this battle, especially the dozens of energy entities in the third layer of the Heavenly Tomb fought with extreme ferocity—each had been an invincible powerhouse on the Dou Qi Continent, one man equaling an invincible iron cavalry. Especially with the enhancement from Xun Er's Spirit Arrays, they swept through enemies again and again.

Though the energy entities of the first and second layers were much weaker, they fought with equal ferocity. Such overwhelming combat power not only stunned the sect leaders watching from afar but also darkened the faces of Wan Sanqian and the Three Great Marshals of the Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower.

Although the Western Realm Alliance of Ning Tian Continent lacked combat strength, Xun Er's control of the Heavenly Tomb, combined with Spirit Arrays, elevated their overall combat power several tiers—equal even to an Earth Supreme Faction.

"This place is exceedingly strange—after a cultivator dies, their spiritual soul can exist in this form."

"This realm resembles the Ten Thousand Graves Land of the North Desert Hill."

Sensing the Shen Mi Zhi Yi of the Heavenly Tomb, the Three Great Marshals exchanged glances, each detecting a flicker of unease in the other's eyes.

The Ten Thousand Graves Land of the North Desert Hill was also known as the Land of Immortality—one of the supreme super-factions of the Great Thousand World, even rivaling the Five Great Spirit Stone Clans.

In the Great Thousand World, there was even a saying: "North Desert Hill, Ten Thousand Graves Land—Lord of Immortality holds heaven and earth."

The Lord of Immortality cultivated the Unkillable Body, ranked twelfth among the Twelve—vast waves of death energy, yet within that death energy, life surged forth; life and death intertwined, profoundly mysterious, truly unkillable!

"There's no need to drag this out. Only we know that the Ningzhu Array Master's inheritance has been claimed. If other factions find out, trouble will come. That's the inheritance of a Perfect Earth Supreme—even Upper Earth Supremes would mobilize."

Due to Xun Er's Spirit Arrays, even a Divine General with a Seven-Star Sovereign Cultivation Realm could not break through the Heavenly Tomb in a short time.

"Act now." Seeing the Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower's ten thousand troops and Divine Generals failing to breach the Heavenly Tomb, the white-robed Marshal's face darkened as he ordered.

At that moment, the two Marshals clad in red and blue robes instantly surged with spiritual pressure—the might of Nine-Pin Sovereigns shook heaven and earth. In a single step, they crossed the ten thousand troops and charged straight into the Heavenly Tomb.

At this moment, both Nine-Pin Sovereign Marshals gripped Supreme Grade Divine Artifacts, their weapons swinging down in unison!

Boom! The Nine-Pin Sovereigns swung their Supreme Grade Divine Artifacts with invincible force, striking the Heavenly Tomb. With a thunderous crash, the two sealing Spirit Arrays set by Xun Er shattered instantly; the powerful shockwave flung the Western Realm Alliance's warriors into the air.

No one, under such an invincible strike from a Supreme Grade Divine Artifact, could stand against it.

Seeing the two Marshals strike, Xun Er was about to unleash a stronger Spirit Array—but Cai Lin stopped her, saying: "Xun Er, you've received the Spirit Array inheritance. Only you can stand against an Earth Supreme here. Don't waste your Spirit Power—leave these ones to us."

Hearing this, Xun Er nodded and said: "Be careful."

With sufficient Sovereign Spirit Liquid, Cai Lin's Cultivation Realm had broken through to Eight-Star Sovereign. She gripped a Divine Sword, standing before the blue-robed Marshal. Though her Cultivation was inferior, she showed not a single inch of retreat—when had she ever feared?

The other Nine-Pin Sovereign was intercepted by Gu Yuan.

The white-robed Marshal at the rear smiled faintly, unconcerned. In an instant, he led hundreds of Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower elites straight toward the third layer of the Heavenly Tomb.

The Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower's goal was clear: they sought the Treasure left behind by the Ningzhu Array Master—and now they even wished to claim the Heavenly Tomb itself! To the Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower, destroying the Heavenly Tomb was inevitable; better to seize the Treasure first.

"Open!" In the blink of an eye, the white-robed Marshal reached the entrance of the Heavenly Tomb, slammed his palm down, and the entire Heavenly Tomb trembled. With a thunderous crash, the passage downward was shattered open.

The instant the passage opened, hundreds of Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower elites surged forward, slaughtering every energy entity guarding the path to the next level, pouring in one after another.

Yet none of the Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower elites noticed: Xun Er had no intention of blocking their entry into the Heavenly Tomb—as if she hadn't even noticed, hadn't cared.

The instant the Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower elites entered the next layer of the Heavenly Tomb, in a flash of lightning and fire, a silver light streaked across—BOOM—a halberd shot up from beneath the Heavenly Tomb, like a dragon bursting from water, instantly piercing through the hundreds of Ten Thousand Phantasm Tower elites, including several who had reached Sovereign-level strength.

Yet not a single one of these Sovereigns even cried out—they were pierced through and instantly slain! The halberd's momentum did not wane—it surged straight toward the white-robed Marshal!

The white-robed Marshal's eyes widened in shock—he instantly struck out, deflecting the halberd with his palm. The halberd arced through the air, then flew back as if possessed by sentience.

"Who are you?!"

Dust swirled, and a tall man stepped slowly out of the Heavenly Tomb's passage, rolling his neck, his voice cold and low: "Six thousand years since I last fought—I've almost forgotten how to battle."

I'll post two 2000-word chapters first; I have to go to the hospital. My grandfather had a mild stroke—I need to help wash and change him.

The rest will be posted at eleven or twelve tonight—there's still at least five thousand words left tonight.

(End of Chapter)