Chapter 535: Swift — Battle — Swift Decision

Jiang Yunchu once again pressed down on their hand, "Wait a bit longer."

"Still..." the hot-tempered Lao Qi was about to speak, but saw a pair of icy eyes.

All of his words were suppressed.

The fury all over his body seemed to be instantly doused.

"The Temple Hall Master is not the true body." Jiang Yunchu had been paying attention; the Temple Hall Master appeared real but was actually illusory.

"Not the true body?"

"Then where is his true body?" Lao Liu also fell into deep thought, carefully observing the battlefield below.

Jiang Yunchu's gaze flickered; the spiritual power within their body transformed into countless trees and aquatic plants, and whenever no one was paying attention, it continually searched for something.

The Jiang Family Ancestor, eyes blood-red at this moment, spat out a mouthful of blood, "Could it be that heaven wishes to destroy my Jiang family?"

They, the Jiang family, have saved countless lives, never expecting this day to come.

"What is the Heavenly Dao?"

"We're here!" At that moment, voices came from all directions.

The people of the Four Great Families looked over; what did they see?

Those people were not from any sect or faction, but rather groups of loose cultivators.

They lacked precious spiritual robes, lacked valuable spiritual artifacts, but they would not forget their roots.

"The Jiang family saved my life; today I will die alongside them!"

"Hahaha—a true man knows what to do and what not to do; Gui Lao San, our past grudges are wiped clean; today we battle the Divine Palace!"

"You two old geezers, enjoying your carefree lives, and even bringing along your little sister."

"The Xie family has shown me kindness; today I know I cannot oppose them, but I do not wish to betray my conscience."

……

Each person who had been helped by the Four Great Families may have once been enemies, may have once been grateful, but none of that matters now.

Because when they arrived, they already knew they could not survive today.

Past events, all like wind.

They did not wish to betray their hearts; if guilt lingered, the path of cultivation would halt, unable to advance even an inch.

"How could this be?" The Divine Palace's people, watching that group, charged into the battlefield like madmen.

They seemed unafraid of death.

Although the Four Great Families were originally at a disadvantage, with the addition of these loose cultivators they have reached an evenly matched stage.

"Good!"

"My Jiang family owes nothing to heaven and earth; today I thank everyone who came to help."

Jiang Zeyang looked at that group; though they knew they would die, they still wore smiles, dressed in their finest clothes, wielding their best weapons.

"Righteousness reaching the clouds—this is my lifelong vow!"

"Kill!"

Every person had no defense, only offense.

At that moment, suddenly, a laugh broke the combat: "Hahaha—Jiang Elder Brother, how could we forget you?"

"Taoyuan Sect, here to join the battle!"

"Fragrant Pavilion, here to join the battle!"

"How could we be missing from the Heaven Sword Sect?"

At that moment, ……

A clear, cold voice, a figure clad in black clothes and black robe, wearing a black mask on their face.

"Who are you?" Jiang Zeyang looked at the newcomer, inexplicably feeling somewhat familiar, yet could not guess who it was.

That voice gave a faint laugh, "The General's Manor has come to join the battle."

As soon as the words "General's Manor" were spoken, the people of the Four Great Families all stared in shock.

The General's Manor, a rising star of the past century; if the Divine Palace leaves an impression of wanton plunder, then the General's Manor leaves an impression of terror.

Whenever the General's Manor passes through, there are no survivors.

"General's Manor?"

"How could they come?"

Jiang Yunchu heard the voice, their eyes flickered slightly.

"General?"

"General's Manor?"

Ning Chengyan, you damn old man!

"I thought he had been in the Wang Fu Army all those years, but this guy has already arrived in Zhongzhou!"

"Do you know them?" Lao Liu looked at Jiang Yunchu, whose emotions were fluctuating; the person who usually could keep their composure seemed about to explode.

Jiang Yunchu sighed, "He is Ning Chengyan."

"Your husband?"

Others didn't know what "husband" meant; Jiang Yunchu helplessly glanced at her and then nodded.

"Well hidden." Lao Liu chuckled, "But..."

She looked down at that figure in black attire; merely standing there, the man seemed to embody a world of his own.

"Only such a man is worthy of our Yun Chu."

"Their Yun Chu is the finest person, deserving of the best man this world has to offer."

"And that general down there—just barely qualifies, right?"

Jiang Zeyang glanced at the various major sects; they had sent invitations before, but all were returned, so why have they come again now?

Although doubtful, but...

Coming is better than not coming.

"Let's fight!" Ning Chengyan drew his long sword; at the moment the sword appeared, Jiang Zeyang and Jiang Wen Fu exchanged a glance, then helplessly shook their heads.

Seeing the sword is like seeing the person.

Indeed, silent until a startling cry.

This time, with the addition of loose cultivators and the major sects, the Divine Palace fell into a disadvantage, and the battlefield saw another reversal.

"You, who oppose my Divine Palace, are you seeking death?"

The person clad in gold had eyes like a venomous snake, icy and emanating a vengeful aura.

It split in two; just a moment ago it was only a single shadow.

Now another figure shot up into the sky; he stood in midair like a divine mansion, looking down on the ants below.

He cared nothing for the lives of those ants, but the might of the Divine Palace must not be desecrated.

"God Transformation Avatar." The Jiang ancestor's face sank.

Now it seems the family alliance has gained the upper hand, but...

Breaking God shatters ten thousand li, destroys heaven and earth.

If he cannot restrain the Divine Palace Master, then...

Everyone present, not a single person can leave alive.

"Quick—battle—quick decision." The Jiang ancestor could hardly speak now; the immense pressure made him feel as if he were about to explode.

The clang of weapons, the water in the Bottomless River—unknown when it had already turned red, the color deepening further…

"Join the battle!"

At that moment, twelve little ones, like fish entering the sea, entered the battlefield.

Their weapons remained as before; their brows and eyes were full of resolve.

They did not know where the Dean was, nor whether they would live or die, but when they were promoted, they never thought of returning alive.

Jiang Yunchu's eyes narrowed, her heart pounded hard.

At that moment, a pair of dark eyes glanced slightly toward the horizon.

"Your husband's perceptiveness is not bad."

In such a chaotic battlefield, he precisely located Yun chu's position.

Jiang Yunchu shook her head, she withdrew all her attention, placing all her mind and spirit onto the battlefield.

One could also say, she placed all her mind and spirit upon the Divine Palace Master.

"Not yet the true form?" The boss's brows furrowed.

Jiang Yunchu shook her head.

Soon…

Why hasn't it been found yet?

Where exactly is his true form?

Even though he has reached the Breaking God Realm and can manifest avatars, his true form cannot stray too far.

Now the Divine Palace's people have suffered countless casualties, those believers even more used as cannon fodder, yet he still has not revealed his true form.