Chapter 645

Fang Yu's gaze turned to the withered cliff ahead, where there were too many birds and beasts.

Birds and beasts were fighting everywhere; compared to them, human cultivators seemed few.

"You dare kill my descendants, Lightning Dog?"

A roar echoed as a blue bird spread its wings and flew forward—it was a descendant of the qingluan, soaring across the sky, glowing all over, radiant and brilliant, and as it dove down, it stirred the sea into raging waves, boiling the waters.

He launched an attack against a giant dog glowing with light, because that Lightning Dog had previously charged across the sea, devouring one qingluan descendant after another, refining their essence-blood to replenish itself.

The blue bird now dove down, spewing a brilliant blade of light that struck Wang Yang, causing him to erupt; endless waters boiled and vanished.

Yet the Lightning Dog opened its mouth and roared, lightning streaking to the heavens, drowning the qingluan bird.

Here, lightning interwove and blade-light danced; blood sprayed in all directions, both sides sustaining injuries.

Meanwhile, deep within the sea, it seemed a colossal lifeform was breathing, and the entire world resonated with it; ripples spread layer upon layer through the void.

All cultivators above the Transformation Spirit realm felt a terrifying pressure at this moment—one capable of suppressing the cultivation base of those beyond Transformation Spirit down to the Transformation Spirit realm; for higher-level beings, this was an extremely dangerous situation.

Because once they too were reduced to the Transformation Spirit realm, they might very well perish.

Indeed, as soon as this fluctuation suppressed all cultivators' strength, a large group of sea demons emerged, chasing into the sky to hunt down the powerful beings in decline.

"Puff."

The blue bird and the Lightning Dog, who had just been fighting, both died, surrounded by thousands of sea demons—truly, ants can kill an elephant; blood splattered as they were slain in midair.

Similar events unfolded everywhere; this sea turned crimson, and cultivators beyond the Transformation Spirit realm suffered heavy losses—many "important figures" perished.

Fang Yu watched, murmuring in admiration: the suppression of power in the Peng's ancient nest was brilliantly clever—it directly forced cultivators who had reached the Inscription realm or Formation array realm down to the Transformation Spirit realm, then these high-status experts from the outside world were beaten to death by mobs of Transformation Spirit cultivators here.

Pathetic.

Even if he himself were only at the Transformation Spirit realm, as long as he unleashed his myriad Great Dao abilities, he would still be invincible.

Of course, this suppression barely affected him—his cultivation base was neither this world's Transformation Spirit realm, nor Inscription realm, Formation array realm, or Sovereign realm; it was the 9th Stage of Divine Abilities, the Heavenly Manifestation realm—his Great Dao was already complete, the Heavenly Manifestation already within his body, the embodiment of the Dao, utterly immune to suppression.

"Little guy, isn't this place amazing? It suppresses everyone's cultivation base down to the Transformation Spirit realm."

Fang Yu said to the little guy beside him, whose own cultivation base was precisely at Transformation Spirit—he could now unleash his full strength here.

"Master, how are you faring?"

The little guy asked, concerned, standing beside Fang Yu.

He had just seen how even descendants of divine birds and Lightning Dogs beyond Transformation Spirit had perished here, and he couldn't help but worry about his master.

This place was truly bizarre—its potent Dao resonance could suppress the realms of higher-level cultivators; if a high-rank being couldn't achieve absolute dominance within his own realm, he might even perish here.

Even Sovereigns could perish here.

"I'm unaffected, let's go."

Fang Yu strode forward through the void, the little guy following behind.

Behind them, the purple-robed girl Yunxi and the silver-haired girl exchanged glances, then followed after; as for the green-haired boy, though he knew following Fang Yu was safe, he felt overwhelming fear whenever he saw Fang Yu, and dared not follow.

Master and the little guy advanced forward, and as they passed, some birds and beasts attacked Fang Yu and Shi Hao.