421: Backstab

The situation on the field instantly became extremely critical. Many powerful experts, as if by tacit understanding, united to bombard the grand formation, but it was completely useless, unable to shake it in the slightest.

However, the leaders of those super- power (super- power) felt a chill in their hearts. As powerful experts at the Transcendent Three-Step level, they could clearly perceive that the formation was several times stronger than it had been initially.

Even with the combined strength of everyone, it would be extremely difficult to break through. Therefore, there was only one path before them: to directly confront the phantom of the mysterious Elder.

But thinking of the methods the opponent had displayed earlier, their backs all tingled slightly, and their expressions were solemn to the extreme.

The phantom of the Elder was now extremely solidified, almost appearing substantial. His face was also filled with surprise and joy, very satisfied with the effect of absorbing the blood qi.

Then he once again revealed a strange smile and said to the crowd, "I didn't expect this old man's secret realm to be quite attractive, with good quality!"

Hearing these inexplicable words, everyone was stunned, and soon, as if realizing something, they were horrified.

An immortal-like Elder at the head of the Shan Hai Sword Sect looked uncertain, and asked in a deep voice, "Senior, could it be... you are the famous Immortal Revered Dan Ding?"

Upon hearing this, the others also cast their gazes towards the phantom of the Elder, who still wore a faint smile.

The latter showed no intention of denying it, and said calmly, "Indeed. Since you know this Revered One, you should feel fortunate to be this old man's nourishment."

"Se-Senior, your status is lofty, why do you want to annihilate us!"

A middle-aged man's face was grim, as he tried his best to suppress the fear and anger in his heart.

Hahahaha!

The phantom of Immortal Revered Dan Ding seemed to have heard a joke, throwing his head back and laughing loudly, then a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This old man is not afraid of you juniors laughing at him. Back then, this Revered One could have pursued and stepped into a higher realm, but alas, he was one move short and almost ended up annihilated."

"Now, this old man's strength is less than one-tenth of what it once was. Your arrival indicates that this Revered One is not destined to perish. If I devour your vital blood, I might not be unable to rise again."

As he spoke, his killing intent grew thicker, and he approached the crowd step by step.

Everyone involuntarily retreated backwards, but quickly touched the formation and were bounced back again, their expressions grim.

Then, the leading experts of several super- power (super- power) exchanged glances, unleashing their Transcendent Three-Step strength without reservation, and jointly attacked the opponent.

They knew that if they continued to sit and wait for death, there would only be one path: death. Only by fighting back would there be a glimmer of hope.

Boom.

Several terrifying killing moves surged towards the phantom of Immortal Revered Dan Ding, like a tidal wave, extremely terrifying.

"Heh heh, this Revered One said you must die, so you must die!"

The phantom of Immortal Revered Dan Ding sneered disdainfully, as streams of dark green energy continuously emanated from his body, and his withered fingers kept pointing into the void.

Immediately, streaks of spiritual power light points converged and pierced through those attacks.

Bang, bang, bang.

With a series of muffled thuds, those attacks all turned into nothingness and disappeared.

One side was calm and collected, while the other was going all out, which clearly showed the gap between them.

Seeing this, everyone's expressions became even uglier, but then they turned fierce. None of those who could come here were weak.

Each of them had grown through hardships and battles, and their state of mind was extraordinary. They quickly recognized the situation.

Boom boom boom.

Waves of terrifying spiritual power fluctuations spread outwards, sweeping across the entire space.

Crash.

A torrent formed by attacks submerged the void before them, surging irresistibly towards the phantom of Immortal Revered Dan Ding.

This time, it was the combined strength of all the powerful experts. Even the latter's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, not daring to be negligent.

He extended his withered palm and slowly reached towards the torrent. The next moment, an enormous spiritual power hand materialized out of thin air and collided with it.

Crack, crack.

As the two collided, the void cracked inch by inch, the entire space shook, and brilliant divine light erupted, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime.

For a time, both sides were in a stalemate, their strength actually reaching a delicate balance.

Seeing this scene, those powerful experts seemed to see a glimmer of dawn, and worked even harder, shouting loudly, pouring out their spiritual power without reservation.

"Oh my goodness, this green-haired monster is so fierce. Is this what a former Immortal Revered is like? Truly amazing."

Big Yellow Dog and Chen Tiankuang watched for a long time, and couldn't help but smack their lips in surprise.

"I also have some understanding of the name Immortal Revered Dan Ding from the sect records. It is said that before he disappeared, he resorted to all means, and his methods were cruel. Even other Immortal Revered experts were wary of him."

"Now it seems that this is indeed the case. Fortunately, I am alone and dare not rush in, otherwise, it would also be more bad than good."

Xing Yichen also spoke from the side, his expression solemn.

"Wait, those little brats from the Holy Martial Dynasty are a bit off!"

Suddenly, Chen Tiankuang exclaimed from the side. His perception was extremely keen, and he always discovered anomalies first.

Upon hearing this, the Chang Sheng Sect members also followed his gaze, only to see the Elder in Luxurious Clothing and Wu Xiao of the Holy Martial Dynasty with flickering eyes, seemingly plotting something in secret.

Then, Wu Xiao's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness, and he subtly nodded towards the Elder in Luxurious Clothing beside him.

Immediately after, the latter suddenly erupted, launching terrifying attacks fiercely into the crowd. A series of screams instantly rang out, and some even turned into a mist of blood and dissipated on the spot.

This sudden change immediately interrupted the continuation of the offensive, and the stalemate was broken. A sinister look also appeared on the face of Immortal Revered Dan Ding's phantom.

Boom.

The large hand, no longer obstructed by the torrent, directly struck the crowd, and soon a chorus of wails erupted.

Aside from the cultivators with formidable cultivation who managed to react, those with weaker cultivation suffered heavy casualties. In just this one blow, three-tenths of the people perished, which was truly tragic.

Those who survived were furious, looking towards the attacker, and discovered that it was actually someone from the Holy Martial Dynasty. Their expressions all changed drastically.

The leading Elder of the Shan Hai Sword Sect coughed up blood, crying out in shock and anger, "What is the meaning of this, Holy Martial Dynasty? Do you intend to help the tyrant do evil?"

His eyes were full of rage. The other party had actually disintegrated the united front of everyone at a critical moment. This was tantamount to pushing everyone into an abyss.

Even if the other party was a hegemonic force, what did it matter? Making such a move at a time of life and death meant they were preparing to stand against everyone.

The most important thing was that there was clearly an opportunity to jointly contend against the phantom of Immortal Revered Dan Ding, as the latter was currently only slightly stronger than everyone else, so there wasn't necessarily no chance of winning.

But this move, it could be said, destroyed everyone's hope.

The words of the Shan Hai Sword Sect also drew everyone's gaze to the Elder in Luxurious Clothing. Every single person was seething with uncontrollable rage and thick killing intent.