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The Ancestor of Liuli Sect's gaze swept over Elder Ling Xu and the other two, then landed on Ancestor Zhou Huaixu.

"You dare to block my Dao Opportunity and kill an Elder of my Liuli Sect? You have a lot of nerve!"

His voice remained calm, but beneath that calmness lay unmasked killing intent.

As he finished speaking, the Ancestor of Liuli Sect raised his hand and gently pressed his withered palm against the Void Realm.

A power surpassing that of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage erupted. Even though he had not yet achieved Immortal Ascension, a portion of his spiritual power had already begun to transform into Immortal power.

Although it was only a sliver, it was enough to make everyone present change color.

The sky suddenly darkened, as if an invisible giant hand had covered the light.

That power, surpassing the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, descended like the might of the heavens, crushing down upon Elder Ling Xu, Qingxuan, Elder Mu Bai, and Ancestor Zhou Huaixu with an irresistible force.

Qingxuan's expression changed abruptly. As he retreated rapidly, his hands moved quickly, forming seals before him.

An ice-blue curtain of light surged from his palms, condensing in front of him into a three-foot-thick giant ice crystal shield.

Elder Mu Bai did not speak. He waved his hand, tracing mysterious arcs in the air that wove into an impenetrable web, firmly protecting his entire body.

Elder Ling Xu pointed his sword toward the heavens. A Sword Qi, sharp to the extreme, burst forth and transformed into a silver-white Dragon of Sword Qi, coiling above the four of them to meet the descending Immortal power.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu clenched his fists tightly. Golden spiritual light exploded from his knuckles, condensing into a golden curtain of light above the four of them.

The four of them struck simultaneously. Four massive streams of spiritual power intertwined and collided fiercely with that Immortal power.

"Boom—!"

The entire Imperial Capital trembled violently under this blow. The low-level Cultivator and commoners in the city were directly knocked unconscious by the shockwave, collapsing all over the ground.

The City Defense Formation above the Imperial Capital had long since shattered; at this moment, there was no longer any barrier to protect the city.

If not for the four of them joining forces to block most of the Ancestor of Liuli Sect's strike outside the city, this single blow would likely have razed the entire Imperial Capital to the ground.

As the smoke cleared, the figures of Qingxuan and the other three reappeared.

It took two at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence and two at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage Middle Stage joining forces to barely block the Ancestor of Liuli Sect's strike.

The Ancestor of Liuli Sect withdrew his hand, his expression unreadable.

His gaze landed on Qingxuan and the other three, and he nodded slightly, his tone carrying a hint of approval: "To be able to withstand one of my strikes, you do have some ability."

He paused, then his tone shifted: "Unfortunately, it is merely some ability. Today, the Zhouwu Dynasty shall be destroyed."

Upon these words, the entire scene fell into dead silence.

The Ancestor of Liuli Sect shifted his gaze from Ancestor Zhou Huaixu to Qingxuan and the other two.

"The heart-cleansing bamboo is in the hands of you Kunlun."

His voice remained calm, but his tone had shifted from a statement to an interrogation.

"Hand over the heart-cleansing bamboo, and I can spare your Kunlun. Otherwise, you will perish along with the Zhouwu Dynasty."

Qingxuan looked straight at the Ancestor of Liuli Sect and said coldly: "You want the heart-cleansing bamboo? That depends on whether you have the ability."

As he finished speaking, Qingxuan shot forward like lightning. His long sword unsheathed, and an ice-blue Sword Qi slashed out like a bolt of silk.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu followed closely behind, his fists sharp and fierce. Together with Qingxuan's Sword Qi, they launched a pincer attack on the Ancestor of Liuli Sect from the left and right.

Elder Ling Xu and Elder Mu Bai exchanged a glance and simultaneously dashed toward Supreme Great Elder Mo Yunting and the other four.

Although the Ancestor of Liuli Sect was a Half-Step Immortal, theoretically he was still in the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, so they still had a chance.

At this moment, Qingxuan and Ancestor Zhou Huaixu had already exchanged dozens of moves with the Ancestor of Liuli Sect.

Qingxuan's sword was fast and ruthless, every strike aimed at the Ancestor of Liuli Sect's vital points; Ancestor Zhou Huaixu's fists were powerful and domineering, each punch carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, one hard and one soft, cooperated with near-seamless precision.

Yet the Ancestor of Liuli Sect just stood there, not even moving his feet.

With one hand and a pitch-black short staff that had appeared in his palm at some unknown time, he blocked all of their attacks completely.

The short staff constantly changed in his hand; sometimes it transformed into a long staff to sweep across, and sometimes it turned into a short sword to parry, blocking all of Qingxuan's Sword Qi and Ancestor Zhou Huaixu's fist winds outside his body.

"Your strength can be considered top-tier among those at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence," the Ancestor of Liuli Sect said, his tone calm as he parried.

"Unfortunately, the gap between the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence and the Half-Step Immortal realm is not something you can imagine."

Before he finished speaking, he swung the short staff in his hand violently, forcing both Qingxuan and Ancestor Zhou Huaixu back several steps.

Qingxuan steadied himself, but his spiritual power was more than half depleted, and his Meridians had suffered significant shock from the previous collision.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu's situation was even worse; a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his aura was chaotic, and the golden spiritual light on his fists had dimmed by more than half.

In the main hall of the Kunlun Small World.

Jiang Changge learned from the System that the Liuli Sect actually had a Half-Step Immortal.

"A Half-Step Immortal, no wonder Qingxuan and the others suffered," he muttered, his tone carrying a hint of surprise.

Then, Jiang Changge's mind stirred, "Elder Cangwu, Cang Song."

Two figures soared up from two immortal peaks in the Kunlun Small World and arrived inside the main hall.

"Sect Master." Two voices sounded simultaneously, steady and respectful.

Jiang Changge turned around, his gaze landing on the two of them.

These two Elders were the two with the highest cultivation among the six Tribulation Transcenders he had summoned using summoning cards; both were at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence.

"A Half-Step Immortal has come from the Liuli Sect, and Qingxuan and the others cannot block him," Jiang Changge said in a calm tone, as if speaking of a trivial matter.

"You two go there and take care of that old thing."

Elder Cangwu and Cang Song exchanged a glance and answered in unison: "Yes!"

Jiang Changge raised his hand, and a horsetail whisk appeared out of thin air in his palm; it was the Supreme Magical Artifact, fly whisk.

He handed over the horsetail whisk, his gaze landing on Elder Cangwu: "Take this with you, and it will ensure nothing goes wrong."

Elder Cangwu received the horsetail whisk with both hands. The moment it touched his hands, his pupils constricted slightly.

He could feel that this horsetail whisk contained a power so vast that it made even him feel palpitations.

"This subordinate understands." Elder Cangwu solemnly put the horsetail whisk away and bowed to Jiang Changge.

"Go, and finish it quickly." After Jiang Changge finished speaking, he waved his hand and used an instant transmission array disk to transport Elder Cangwu and the other to the sky above the Zhouwu Dynasty.

At this time, in the Zhouwu Imperial Capital, the battle was already leaning toward defeat.

Qingxuan and Ancestor Zhou Huaixu were forced to retreat step by step by the Ancestor of Liuli Sect; every step of their retreat left deep trails of blood in the Void Realm.

Although Elder Ling Xu and Elder Mu Bai tried their best to contain Supreme Great Elder Mo Yunting and the others, they lacked the support of Qingxuan and Ancestor Zhou Huaixu, leaving them struggling and in constant danger.

"Is that all the ability you have?"

The Ancestor of Liuli Sect violently swung the pitch-black short staff in his hand, and a wave of Half-Immortal power surged out like a tide, sending both Qingxuan and Ancestor Zhou Huaixu flying dozens of zhang away.

When Qingxuan landed, he staggered several steps and vomited blood; Ancestor Zhou Huaixu even knelt on one knee, his face as pale as paper, his internal spiritual power already hitting rock bottom.

The Ancestor of Liuli Sect stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at everyone from above, a trace of faint mockery appearing on his withered face.

"To have withstood dozens of my moves, you have enough to be proud of, but unfortunately."

Cold light shot from his eyes: "This ends here."

Before he finished speaking, a ball of light condensed once again in his palm.

Qingxuan and Ancestor Zhou Huaixu instinctively felt the aura of death.

The Ancestor of Liuli Sect's voice echoed in the Void Realm; the ball of light in his palm had condensed to the size of a human head, emitting a power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

He raised his hand, and just as he was about to push it out, the heavens and earth suddenly froze.

A vast aura descended from the sky.