Chapter 504

"Daoist, we need to go and gather our disciples, we will take our leave first."

"Mm, we will gather again later."

After cupping his hands in farewell, Yu Jiaolong and her companion returned to the battlefield to gather their own disciples.

Luo Chen, on the other hand, released a streak of magic power, wrapped it around the panting Ceng Yilong, and flew further to the rear.

"Master Uncle, where are we going?" Ceng Yilong was puzzled.

Luo Chen looked at the nine heavens while saying, "When Nascent Souls fight, it is earth-shattering. With the lethality of such existences, the scope of the impact is immeasurable. If you don't want the city gate to catch fire and harm the fish in the moat, it's better to retreat a bit!"

While speaking, Luo Chen had already taken Ceng Yilong to a sparsely populated place.

After landing, he took out a compass from his hand and, following the simple hand seals taught by Min Longyu, activated this formation.

A cluster of earthy yellow brilliance rose up, and then disappeared in an instant.

Only then did Luo Chen breathe a sigh of relief and put all his attention on the battle in the nine heavens.

In fact, before his actions, the battle between the two great Nascent Soul stage powerhouses had already erupted.

Because they were separated by a major realm, even with Luo Chen's keen eyesight and powerful spiritual sense, he could not see clearly.

However, the atmosphere of the battle could be vaguely discerned.

Luo Chen frowned, "Why does it seem like they were aiming for a death blow from the very beginning?"

According to the thoughts of these people, the human coalition had already achieved victory on the frontal battlefield, and the battle of the Nascent Soul True Persons was just a formality.

Everyone was aiming for god-transformation and ascension; fighting to the death here was really not worth the loss.

If it were said that True Person Han Zhan, because of the hatred of the death of his Luoyun Sect disciples and the thirst for a place to cultivate, was doing his best, it was a matter of course.

But the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor did not need to be like this.

With his ability and talent, retreating to the million-mountain wilderness in the rear, there would always be a place for him.

But now, observing the might of his strikes, it was clearly ruthless and merciless, with the determination to kill Han Zhan.

"Is he trying to reverse the battle situation with the strength of one person, kill Han Zhan, and win this opening war?"

"But even if he wins this battle, the Xiaoyue Mountain Range has already been severely damaged, and the general trend is gone. If the Luoyun Sect retreats this time, the next Nascent Soul sect that comes over can still easily conquer the Xiaoyue Mountain Range. Unless the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor sits in this region and blocks the human powerhouses' wave after wave of endless attacks with the strength of one person."

"This is definitely not a wise move, nor is it a feasible method!"

"So, what exactly is he thinking?"

What the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor was thinking, no one knew.

At least Han Zhan, who was fighting him, indeed felt tremendous pressure.

But that was fine too!

It was just as he wished!

Between his strikes, magic power surged, and there seemed to be a sense of harmony between heaven and earth, with streaks of wandering wood spiritual energy rushing toward him.

This was the transformation after a cultivator advances to Nascent Soul.

No longer relying solely on one's own magic power to fight, but being able to use one's own Nascent Soul spiritual pressure to pull and control a portion of the heaven and earth spiritual energy that shares the same attributes as one's own magic power.

Using this as a foundation, build a combat domain most suitable for oneself.

The world calls it the Nascent Soul Domain!

At this point, spiritual pressure is no longer a simple deterrent, but can truly be utilized in combat.

Of course, the construction of such a domain is influenced by many aspects.

Simply put.

The more magic power a Nascent Soul cultivator has, the more heaven and earth spiritual energy of the same attribute they can pry.

At this moment, as Han Zhan's Nascent Soul Domain unfolded, he felt his magic power surging, the heaven and earth spiritual energy continuous, and the Purple Mansion Nascent Soul in his body like a fish in water, feeling quite refreshed.

However!

His domain had not even unfolded halfway before it was forcibly pushed back by an extremely strong and sharp aura.

Not far away, Aoxiao snorted coldly.

"You dare to show off your Nascent Soul Domain in front of me; have you forgotten that your realm is weaker than mine?"

He stepped forward and raised his hands.

Swish!

A brilliant golden light was spat out from his mouth, then expanded and grew larger, flying toward Han Zhan.

Wherever it passed, that seemingly powerful Nascent Soul Domain was completely unable to block it.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The golden light transformed, and countless round golden wheels appeared.

At a glance, it had quite a few similarities to Luo Chen's Heavenly Moon Purple Gold Wheel.

However, Luo Chen's flying wheels were crescent-shaped, while Aoxiao's were full-moon-shaped.

This was exactly his life-bound magic treasure, the World-Scraping Golden Wheel, which he had refined by imitating human powerhouses!

He had nurtured this treasure for hundreds of years, and it had accompanied him through the transformation thunder tribulation, and it was only one step away from transforming into a true artifact.

Once this treasure appeared, it immediately completely crushed Han Zhan's Nascent Soul Domain.

Han Zhan naturally could not sit still and wait for death; he raised his hand, and five-colored sword light fell beside him.

As the sword light flowed, a sword formation had already been constructed.

The range of the sword formation was very large, seemingly wanting to encompass the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor.

But the other party was very vigilant and had long been guarding against this move, calmly retreating and dispersing, only remotely controlling the World-Scraping Golden Wheel to attack Han Zhan.

"Without the help of a large spirit vein, the power of this sword formation of yours is greatly reduced. Let alone the Five Elements Sword Formation, even if you use a puppet incarnation to set up the Two-Yi Five Elements Sword Formation, you are not my match."

Speaking of this, the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor revealed a cruel smile.

Under the condition that the other party occupied the geographical advantage of the spirit vein, he could do nothing about Han Zhan.

Therefore, this was why when the frontal battlefield failed, the other party felt the general trend was settled and would easily strike out, abandoning the geographical advantage.

But in this way, he had regained the initiative!

Sure enough!

Even though ghost light flickered on Han Zhan's body, after that Nascent Soul stage puppet incarnation appeared and formed the Two-Yi Five Elements Great Array with him, it could only barely resist the endless golden light.

However, as they fought, Aoxiao also noticed something wrong.

The power of the other party's sword formation did not seem to be that unbearable, and gradually there were signs of overpowering the World-Scraping Golden Wheel.

Aoxiao frowned, and as his demon aura flowed, he investigated the reason for the change in the other party's sword formation.

Very quickly!

"So that's it!"

"As expected of a human practitioner with outstanding comprehension, he actually integrated the heaven and earth spiritual energy mobilized by the domain into the sword formation."

"However!"

"That is all there is to it!"

Aoxiao smiled hideously, leaped, turned into a streak of golden light, and began to wander continuously around the outer periphery of the sword formation.

Suddenly, he struck out with a palm.

Boom!

That puppet made from the corpse of Pang Renxiong was hit hard, and it actually had a sense of sluggishness and stiffness.

"It really is like this!"

"This sword formation of yours requires five-element spiritual energy. And your domain only attracts the wood spiritual energy wandering between heaven and earth."

"In this way, the formation is unbalanced, and it is just a mere shell!"

Amidst wild laughter, the golden light wandered faster, turning into streaks of afterimages in the void.

Every time he struck, he would inevitably severely damage a puppet.

In a short moment, among the six puppets, except for that Nascent Soul stage puppet and a wood-attribute puppet, all were broken and dilapidated.

The operation of the sword formation became slow.

The sword energy slashed out was no longer that sharp.

As one grew and the other waned, the fierce might of the World-Scraping Golden Wheel shook, as if it wanted to live-scrape Han Zhan, continuously launching attacks around him.

If it weren't for the refined Nascent Soul-level puppet helping to share the pressure.

I am afraid Han Zhan would have already been injured in the fierce battle of dozens of rounds.

But it looks like if this continues, defeat will be a matter of time.

Luo Chen could not see the specific situation of the battle in the sky very clearly.

But the overall situation could still be barely distinguished.

He could see that Han Zhan had fallen into a dangerous situation, being comprehensively suppressed and beaten by the other party.

"Although the sword formation is strong, it is similar to a formation and requires prior setup."

"Now that it is forced to be deployed, its power is greatly discounted."

"However, are the means of True Person Han Zhan only this much?"

Doubts like his appeared in many people's hearts.

A Nascent Soul True Person who dares to launch an opening war is definitely not weak.

Is True Person Han Zhan going to sit still and wait for death?

"Wait until I destroy this wood puppet of yours, and it will be the time for your death!"

In the void, a loud shout.

Aoxiao slammed out a palm, and the strongest wood puppet among the five elements collapsed and shattered.

Countless fragments drifted in the air.

It was also at this moment that Han Zhan's eyes suddenly lifted, staring fixedly at Aoxiao.

Just one glance.

Aoxiao was hit hard.

Soul attack!

The next moment, the five destroyed puppets flew out pills, which were exactly sword pills!

Five sword pills, like meteors, crisscrossed in all directions.

The sword formation rose again! The sword light transformed again!

The range suddenly expanded, and in an instant, taking advantage of Aoxiao's moment of distraction, it completely enveloped him.

Not only that, Han Zhan clapped his hands, and the life-bound puppet merged into his body.

Afterward, he stepped into the sword formation.

The complete form of the Two-Yi Five Elements Sword Formation was revealed to the world.

Chh! Chh! Chh...

After Han Zhan fully activated the sword formation, the terrifying sense of cutting crisscrossed.

In a short moment, countless large and small dense wounds appeared on Aoxiao's body.

"I underestimated you!"

Being in the sword formation, no matter how the World-Scraping Golden Wheel protected his body, it could not block the pervasive sword energy.

But Aoxiao was not panicked.

"However, if you think my means are only this much, then you are greatly mistaken."

"Awoo!"

With a wolf howl, the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor's body size began to expand crazily.

One zhang, two zhang... ten zhang, thirty zhang... in a short moment, it expanded to a hundred zhang in size!

In the void, it seemed as if a small mountain stood tall.

Compared to it, the Giant Spirit Transformation of Luo Chen, Wang Yuan, and others was really a minor witch compared to a major witch.

Such a huge body size naturally suffered more sword energy attacks.

However, after Aoxiao revealed his true body, he did not care about those five-element sword energies at all.

He grabbed with his large hand, and endless golden light gathered in his hand; as he struck, a rumbling sound suddenly appeared in the void.

Wherever the huge golden hand passed, the layered sword energy immediately collapsed.

Revealing Han Zhan's location.

He wanted to retreat, but a terrifying sense of suppression made it difficult for him to escape.

Such eerie demon arts made a look of horror appear on the thin old man's face.

This is definitely not a means that should be at the Nascent Soul stage!

That's right, it is the inherited demon art in the Heavenly Wolf bloodline awakened by the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor!

Han Zhan was terrified, but his hand movements were not slow at all.

Ghost light reappeared on his body!

Boom!

Under the claw of the Golden Wolf, magic power surged in heaven and earth, and a figure was hit hard and fell to the earth.

But at the same time, another figure leaped out of the sword formation.

"Shifting shape and changing shadows, a substitute death method?"

The Aoxiao Wolf Emperor looked at the figure that had escaped and smiled hideously.

"I want to see if you have a second Nascent Soul puppet incarnation!"

His body moved, dispersing the remaining sword formation, and flew toward Han Zhan.

The speed of the two was not on the same level at all.

After only a few breaths, the two reached the distance range where that eerie demon art could be deployed again.

It was also at this moment that Han Zhan suddenly stopped his body and turned to stare at the demon wolf.

The demon wolf's forward momentum paused.

It was that soul attack again!

The Aoxiao Wolf Emperor had long been prepared; this time he woke up faster, not even taking a breath.

But just as he woke up, he saw the Daoist holding a nine-story small tower, looking at him with a sneer.

In his hand, the nine-story small tower suddenly grew larger.

Amidst the rumbling, streaks of golden chains traversed the sky, binding the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor.

Feeling that slight force of restraint, the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor disdainfully stirred his demon aura.

"Such magic treasure, you dare to act presumptuously?"

Just as he was about to stir his demon aura to break free from the golden chains, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

This chain did not bind the body, but the Nascent Soul!

It was also at this moment that Han Zhan suddenly roared to the sky.

"Everyone, if you don't act now, when will you?"

Almost at the same time his roar was heard, a streak of sword light broke through the air from the far west.

Whoosh!

A sword came from the west, piercing into the hundred-zhang wolf body of the demon wolf.

"Despicable!"

The demon wolf roared, its whole body shaking wildly, and the golden chains disintegrated inch by inch.

It no longer had the heart to kill Han Zhan, and with great demon power, it temporarily suppressed the terrifying sword intent in its body and turned to flee.

However, a magnificent palace, carrying the power of wind and thunder, blocked the direction it was going.

In the Wind-Thunder Temple, a shocking giant hammer slammed down suddenly.

The Aoxiao Wolf Emperor supported it with both hands.

Boom!

The hundred-zhang wolf body, in a rush, was actually hit by a hammer and flew backward for dozens of miles.

In mid-air, the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor spat out a mouthful of blood, but laughed in his mouth: "Thank you, Daoist, for sending me on my way! The hatred of today, Aoxiao will definitely repay in the future!"

He wanted to use this giant force to flee in another direction.

However, Han Zhan's preparations were more than just this.

A figure, who knew when, had already stood quietly in that direction.

The newcomer looked extremely young, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his ink-black hair was tied high in an ink-jade crown, and the contours of his handsome and deep face were so perfect that not a single flaw could be found.

Especially those eyes, like peach blossoms, making people want to fall in love with him at first sight.

The Aoxiao Wolf Emperor was naturally not a person with such a fragile will.

He roared.

"Get lost!"

The young man shook his head, pinched a flower with one finger, and flicked it lightly.

"Daoist, stay!"

As the finger was flicked, a pink mist as fragrant as musk and orchids permeated heaven and earth.

The mist soaked in, and the falling flowers were colorful.

And those colorful falling flowers were not peach blossoms, but flesh and blood!

Just one strike!

"Ah..."

The Aoxiao Wolf Emperor, in great pain, cried out, his hundred-zhang body actually seemed to be melting.

Especially, the sword intent that had been temporarily suppressed in his body was also bursting wildly.

Under internal and external troubles, another attack descended.

On the Wind-Thunder Temple, the giant hammer reappeared!

With an unstoppable momentum, it slammed into Aoxiao.

The hundred-zhang true body immediately fell apart.

The shattered body seemed to want to close up, but under that pervasive pink mist, it dissipated inch by inch.

Whoosh!

A figure no more than three inches in size drilled out from the shattered wolf body.

It flew out blankly, then its gaze condensed, staring hatefully at Han Zhan.

It did not say any harsh words, its body trembled, and it disappeared from where it was.

Nascent Soul flight!

It's just a pity that this move was also completely within the expectations of Han Zhan and others.

In a void where no one was.

Suddenly, streaks of white feathers fell, demon aura permeated, and the power was not inferior to the Aoxiao Wolf Emperor at his peak.

Bang!

In the void, the demon wolf Nascent Soul was forced to reveal itself.

"He Qingzi, you bitch!"

The demon wolf Nascent Soul shrieked and was about to merge into the void again.

However, this time, it was not that easy.

Because in the distance, a gaze stared fixedly at him, launching a soul attack again.

Aoxiao trembled, and the Nascent Soul paused.

Taking advantage of this pause, streaks of golden chains spread out from the void, wrapping his Nascent Soul tightly.

"Lock!"

"Return!"

Han Zhan pinched seals with both hands, not caring about his dizzy head and exhausted soul, controlling the golden chains, and laboriously pulled the demon wolf Nascent Soul back into the nine-story high tower.

At this point, the great battle came to an end.

Five figures stood high in the sky.

One man and one demon from the Hehuan Sect, they were the Yunhe Daoist couple; these two looked indifferent, but could not help a trace of anticipation.

On the Wind-Thunder Temple, Tian Yezi looked at the small tower shrinking in Han Zhan's hand with surprise, quite curious.

True Person Yuding of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect held his long sword upside down with one hand and pinched a sword seal with the other.

Immediately, the four sword pills flew back to his side, circling him.

He looked at Han Zhan and snorted coldly in his mouth.

Regarding these gazes with different meanings, Han Zhan seemed not to see them, holding the Demon-Locking Tower, a relic from the Ghost God Valley, in one hand, and looking at the earth with the other, at the dense crowd of hundreds of thousands of human cultivators.

"Cultivators below Jin Dan, sweep away the remnants of the Aoxiao Wolf Court!"

"Those of Jin Dan generation, those named by me, board the Wind-Thunder Temple."

"Follow us to the Great Snow Mountain!"