Under the immense heavenly might, a great sun descended.
The white-haired middle-aged man was already giving his all, his long sword erupting with streaks of brilliant, ethereal sword light.
He seemed determined to cleave the descending sun and tear open the sky above!
However, at this moment, radiant multicolored clouds cascaded down, and golden lotuses bloomed in the void, stripping away most of his spiritual essence.
Simultaneously, within the terrifying power, the radiance emanating from the great sun rapidly melted his extreme cold energy.
"Break!"
The white-haired middle-aged man gritted his teeth, the light of his sword suddenly surging.
In the next breath, a flower on his left shoulder was seen to shatter.
Vast true essence and pure spiritual energy surged forth, pouring into his sword.
The suppressed spiritual essence was instantly freed from its bonds, and it indeed held back the slowly descending great sun!
Witnessing this, Ji Yuan's eyes flickered. He casually flipped his palm, and a small, nine-story pagoda, mere inches in size, appeared in his hand.
He tossed the small pagoda into the air and then formed a hand seal.
The next moment, the Xuan Tian Soul Devouring Pagoda suddenly grew, expanding to ten zhang in size, slowly rotating in mid-air.
"Suppress!"
With a fierce roar, the pagoda immediately plummeted downwards.
Waves of pure light swept down, dispelling the surrounding extreme cold energy and engulfing the overflowing spiritual power and sword light.
However, at this very moment, a surge of violent power erupted, directly shaking apart the great sun and the Xuan Tian Soul Devouring Pagoda!
A streak of light seized the opportunity and shot out, without the slightest pause, towards the distant horizon.
"Trying to escape?"
With a flash of lightning, Elder Hong Tian, who had been observing from the side, immediately blocked the streak of light.
He opened his five fingers and clenched them forward, sending forth torrents of thunder.
A short staff then tore through the air, carrying with it a sky full of rampaging lightning!
Within the streak of light, the white-haired middle-aged man's eyes flashed with ferocity. He then violently shattered the flower on his right shoulder!
The two top-tier flowers, cultivated over decades with immense effort, had been shattered by his own hand in mere moments.
Filled with boundless rage, he dared not delay for even an instant.
With the immense power unleashed by shattering his top-tier flowers, the white-haired middle-aged man, almost in the blink of an eye, forcefully broke through the thunderous barrage.
He parried the descending staff with his sword, pierced through the layers of thunder, and in just a few flashes, completely vanished into the sky.
Seeing this, Ji Yuan made no move to pursue. He waved his hand, dispelling the surrounding spiritual energy fluctuations, and retracted his two visions.
The Xuan Tian Soul Devouring Pagoda shrank back to a few inches and revolved above his head, emitting wisps of pure light.
He looked into the formation. The disguised enemies had been subdued. Against the blade-wielding enforcers of the Ming Jian Division, they offered no resistance.
Outside the formation, black-clothed figures lay in pools of blood. Although their own side had paid a price, it was, on the whole, a great victory.
Only a few clashes between those of the Three Realms remained undecided in the short term.
Generally speaking, at such a high level of cultivation, unless both sides fought to the death or one possessed an overwhelming advantage,
it was difficult to achieve a swift resolution.
His gaze swept over them, finally settling on four cultivators from the Shen Xuan Sect.
Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, and he then stepped forward. A great sun appeared behind him, with white clouds drifting about.
Without hesitation, he unleashed his vision and flicked the Xuan Tian Soul Devouring Pagoda atop his head, infusing it with Xuan Tian Dao essence.
The next moment, the pagoda flew out, expanding to ten zhang in size against the wind.
Infinite pure light descended, instantly sealing off a vast expanse of space. Any techniques or attacks launched were immediately weakened, their power being devoured.
Furthermore, the pure light coiled around, siphoning spiritual energy from the opponents' bodies.
The expressions of several Shen Xuan Sect cultivators changed, and they repeatedly employed their respective techniques.
However, as soon as they dispelled one wave of pure light, another would coil around them, seemingly endless.
Witnessing this, Lin Yubai and the others suddenly exerted their full strength, no longer holding back, and unleashed all their skills.
Ji Yuan pondered for a moment, then gripped the long sword on his back.
With a crisp sword hum, the sword was drawn, and brilliant sword light filled the heavens and earth.
His gaze fell upon a Shen Xuan Sect cultivator, who possessed a mid-stage Ming Dao realm cultivation, seemingly only a step away from the late stage.
In an instant, as the sword descended through the air, a streak of sword light suddenly sliced through the void, appearing behind the opponent.
With a '噗' sound, the sword light pierced through his protective arts, leaving a wound in his back as deep as bone.
Moreover, within the severed flesh, faint streaks of sword light flowed, continuously eroding the opponent's physical body.
Seeing this, Cui Yinghong's eyes flickered. Her long sword transformed into a dense array of sword shadows, which in a flash condensed into one, emitting a piercing aura.
The Shen Xuan Sect cultivator, already severely wounded, was given no quarter and had his right arm severed by a single sword strike.
He immediately bit his tongue, spat out a mouthful of essence blood, and then blood beads emerged from his body, transforming into raging flames that began to burn.
This individual decisively employed a blood escape technique, instantly retreating more than ten zhang. In a few flashes, he was about to escape this realm.
Cui Yinghong, however, unexpectedly sheathed her sword and retreated, flying towards another battle.
Almost simultaneously, a great sun suddenly descended. Its golden radiance released an intensely pure yang and scorching high temperature, instantly evaporating the blood flames on the opponent's body!
Pfft!
The man plummeted from the sky, and then was enshrouded by layers of pure light. His spiritual energy was siphoned dry within half an incense stick's time, without any resistance.
Meanwhile, Elder Hong Tian also unleashed his full power, coordinating with Lin Yubai to employ lightning arts.
Infinite, rampaging lightning transformed into a magnificent thunder prison, trapping a mid-stage Three Realms cultivator from the Shen Xuan Sect.
As the thunder prison continuously shrank, the man's struggles were in vain.
In the end, the thunder prison morphed into runes and shackles, sealing away his cultivation, and he was captured alive.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Ji Yuan's side had not only severely wounded the white-haired middle-aged man, forcing him to shatter two top-tier flowers he had cultivated for years,
but had also consecutively captured two mid-stage Three Realms cultivators from the Shen Xuan Sect.
However, the situation on the other side was not as smooth.
After witnessing their comrade heavily wounded and fleeing, and two others captured alive,
the remaining two Shen Xuan Sect cultivators no longer harbored any thoughts of continuing the fight.
Under the pressure from Cui Yinghong and Shangguan Wuxiang, they employed escape techniques even at the cost of damaging their vital energy.
Despite the full efforts of the two and the old woman to stop them, they still managed to escape.
By the time Ji Yuan and the others were free, the figures of the two Shen Xuan Sect cultivators could no longer be found.
Seeing this, Cui Yinghong's face flushed red, and her eyes blazed with anger.
As a senior, she was outmatched by juniors who had cultivated for little more than a decade. Not only had she failed to achieve merit, but she had also been unable to stop the enemy.
This made her feel utterly embarrassed!