Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 1072 This place belongs to me.

Just as the giant stone fist was about to strike, Zhang Yuan's figure suddenly blurred, as if merging into the starlight.

"Chaos Wind God Escape!"

Like an invisible wind, he narrowly escaped through the gaps in the stone fist and appeared at the center of the four stone golem formation.

It is also the central node where their forces are most closely connected, yet also the most vulnerable!

"break!"

Zhang Yuan shouted, and the Zhenyue Token burst forth with a blinding chaotic gray light.

At the same time, the "Ultimate Power" of the thirteenth level of the "Heavenly Gang Refining Form Method" within his body erupted.

The chaotic true essence and the power of the stars merged, and his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, resisting the suppressive power of the four symbols. He then channeled the destructive force of this attack through the nodes and precisely into the core of the stone golem connection!

"Boom—!"

A deep, muffled thud came from underground!

The four stone golems froze instantly, the runes on their bodies flickering as if their energy had been cut off.

Their enormous bodies swayed, emitting a teeth-grinding grinding sound, before finally collapsing to their knees with a thud, the crimson light in their eyes extinguished completely, and they returned to their cold, massive forms.

Xuan Qing's eyes gleamed with admiration: "Excellent! Use a point to break the whole, borrow strength to strike back! Insight into the core of the formation, use chaos to break its connection!"

"This method of breaking the formation has grasped the true essence of the formation's 'void-breaking' technique!"

"Your combination of power and array formation is truly amazing."

The way he looked at Zhang Yuan was no longer that of a promising junior, but rather carried a hint of recognition for a fellow comrade.

His status was also among the top in the Heavenly Palace.

There are few cultivators in the world who can catch his eye.

The two finally stood before the massive, thick iron gate of the Demon Suppression Tower, which was covered with hideous runes.

The tower exudes a chilling stillness and oppressive weight that is suffocating.

The ninth floor inside the tower is where Venerable Xuanjue was imprisoned.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The heavy footsteps, like muffled thunder, surged from the passage they had come from and other entrances on the side of the tower!

The piercing alarm sounded throughout the entire underground space!

"Intruders detected! In front of the Demon Suppression Tower!"

"Seal off all exits! Kill without mercy!"

A massive, dark mass of Zhenyuan Army elites surged out like a tidal wave, instantly surrounding the square in front of the tower.

The powerful bow and crossbow were nocked, gleaming with a chilling light that seemed to pierce through magic, and locked onto the two figures in the arena.

What's even more chilling is that three figures exuding overwhelming aura stepped out from the crowd, like three insurmountable demonic mountains blocking their way!

The one in the center was covered in black armor, with only a pair of blood-red eyes visible beneath his mask; his aura was clearly that of a mid-stage Venerable.

The immense pressure was like a solid leaden cloud, causing the air to freeze.

It was none other than Yin Wuji's trusted general, "Blood Eyes" Li Wujiu!

On the left, an old monk, emaciated and wearing a tattered golden robe, holds a vajra pestle entwined with black aura of vengeful spirits. The Buddha and the demon are intertwined, and evil energy soars to the sky. The "evil Buddha" is in a sea of ​​suffering!

On the right, a glamorous woman, draped in thin gauze and barefoot, plays with a jet-black dagger that seems to devour light, her eyes filled with cruelty.

"Shadow Demon" You Ji!

Three powerful figures at the mid-stage of the Venerable realm!

Leading a forest of elite troops, the air is thick with killing intent!

Li Wujiu's crimson demonic eyes swept over Zhang Yuan, finally fixing on Xuan Qing, his voice icy and chilling: "Grandmaster Xuan Qing! You actually dared to trespass into the forbidden area of ​​the Demon Suppression Tower! And with this traitor in tow!"

"Lord Xuanwu is furious! Today, this place will be your burial ground!"

With the indestructible Demon-Suppressing Tower in front and the three Venerables and thousands of elites behind, there is no way to escape!

Zhang Yuan took a deep breath.

He never intended to rescue Xuanjue easily.

Reaching the Demon Suppression Tower was already far beyond his plans.

"I come."

A voice sounded behind him. Xuan Qing moved.

He took a step forward, his gray robe fluttering without wind, instantly blocking Zhang Yuan from the pursuers and also from the gate of the Demon Suppression Tower!

A terrifying sword aura that froze time and space erupted from him!

Despite the destructive pressure exerted by Li Wujiu and his companions, this sword light managed to carve out an absolutely icy domain!

"Xuanqing! Are you really going to make a complete enemy of the Heavenly Palace and Lord Xuanwu for this kid? You may be strong, but you are ultimately alone!"

Li Wujiu was filled with shock and anger, and shouted sharply.

The black energy of the Demon-Subduing Pestle surged, and Youji's dagger transformed into wandering black lines. The three of them merged their auras into one, like a ferocious beast from the primordial era, and their violent pressure pressed down on Xuanqing!

Despite the overwhelming pressure, Xuan Qing remained unmoved.

He slowly raised his right hand and grasped the hilt of the Frostwind Ancient Sword at his waist. His gaze didn't fall on the three powerful enemies, but instead he slightly turned his head to face Zhang Yuan behind him, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable resolve:

"I am here."

Clang—!

The ancient sword of frost and cold is about to be drawn!

An inch of land was covered in frost, and the grass and trees were frozen solid!

Two inches, the air freezes, and breath turns to mist!

Three inches, and the sunlight dims, and the world changes color!

The instant the sword, sculpted from ancient ice, completely detached from its sheath—

"Om-!"

An indescribable, pure white suddenly burst forth!

That is the ultimate white that freezes everything, stagnates time and space, and returns to nothingness!

The biting cold penetrated straight to the soul!

Three thousand elite crossbowmen, their arrows frosted with dust, trembled in fear!

The three Venerable Ones' expressions changed drastically, and their protective auras flickered wildly!

As Xuan Qing drew his sword, Zhang Yuan had already leaped towards the Demon Suppression Tower.

"Stop him! Attack the tower!" Li Wujiu roared in shock and anger, his body poised to move.

however--

"Your opponent is me!" Xuan Qing's voice was as cold as ancient ice. He casually slashed the Frostbite Sword!

Xuanqing stood holding his sword, his gray robe billowing in the icy sword aura.

A strange smile, a mixture of relief and overwhelming fighting spirit, slowly appeared on his face, which had been barren for a century. The tip of his sword pointed at the three figures ahead.

"Come."

"Let me see who in this world can stop my sword!"

A vast, icy blue sword curtain suddenly took shape.

Like a barrier separating the world, it instantly and completely isolated Li Wujiu, Ku Hai, You Ji, and the thousands of troops behind them from Zhang Yuan and the gate of the Demon Suppression Tower!

"BOOM—!!!"

Terrifying Venerable-level energy collided violently outside the sword curtain!

The sword's cry was like a dragon's, the demon's roar was like a Buddha's howl, and the evil spirit's shriek was like a demon's cry!

The violent energy shockwave caused the entire underground space to shake violently, the rock walls to crack, and rocks to rain down!

Within the sword curtain, the air was bitterly cold, yet relatively calm.

Zhang Yuan channeled his Chaos Star Source Power into his hands and rapidly struck several specific, extremely hidden rune nodes on the Xuan Tie gate of the Demon Suppression Tower.

The eerie blue light of the barrier on the gate flickered violently and resisted, but with the pure chaotic star energy and the correct method of breaking it, it finally let out a heavy groan.

"Crench--!"

The heavy, dark iron gate slowly opened a crack, revealing an even deeper darkness and a chilling, deathly stillness within the tower.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yuan vanished into the unfathomable darkness of the Demon Suppression Tower, like a night owl returning to its nest.

Behind him lay the devastating battlefield beyond the ice curtain; before him lay the depths of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, where Venerable Xuanjue was imprisoned. (End of Chapter)