70: crushing

The purple-robed Elder of the Myriad Dao Alliance had his hair and beard bristling, seemingly driven to true rage by his inability to break through for so long.

He exchanged glances with several other Elders and suddenly spat his essence blood onto the [cosmic stars banner]. The Dao banner's light flourished, drawing down even more and thicker pillars of starlight, no longer merely wearing down the enemy.

Instead, it began to tear at the Foundation and formation cores of the Bloodthirsty Berserk Formation with a domineering posture. They were paying a price to break this formation quickly.

A massive, overloaded humming sound emanated from the core of the Divine Craft Workshop's flying ship. A second and third pillar of destructive light, slightly thinner but faster, had already begun to condense, clearly intending to give Ni Chang no chance to breathe.

The zither music of the Palace Mistress of Guanghan, Li Yue, changed once more. Amidst the cold gleam of the moon blades, fine ice crystals were now mixed in. These crystals ignored most defenses and directly invaded the Divine Soul, causing Su Qingyue's Dream Illusion Barrier to stagnate and crack.

Although the golden dragon claw formed by the Dragon Clan's battle formation was held back by Madam Hua Yu, the Dragon Clan's powerful physique and strength advantage gradually manifested, and the giant claw was slowly but firmly pressing down.

Madam Hua Yu's expression remained relaxed; even with the power of an Immortal, the Dragon Clan still found it difficult to completely counter her.

The scales of the battle began to tip slowly toward the Central Region Allied Forces.

As the pressure layered upon itself, multiple powerhouses on Chu Ye's side showed signs of fatigue, and their defensive line was in dire straits.

Deep in Chu Ye's eyes, however, there was not much panic.

What he was waiting for was this exact moment—when the opponent thought victory was within their grasp and committed more of their power.

“System,” he muttered in his heart, “exchange for the [Great Cycle Star Array · Remnant] formation map. Target deployment coordinates: the leyline node directly beneath the Myriad Dao Alliance's Star Banner.

Exchange for a wisp of [Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Pith] and deploy it into the core circulation trajectory of the Palace Mistress of Guanghan's zither music. Exchange for a portion of [Reverse Scale Dragon Grudge Evil Qi] and inject it into the strongest point of the Dragon Clan battle formation's blood-qi connection.”

“Points being deducted... Exchange complete, executing deployment,” the System's prompt sounded calmly.

The next moment—

Beneath the feet of the Myriad Dao Alliance Elders, the earth suddenly split open. It wasn't a physical crack, but rather countless ancient and obscure star runes surging upward, instantly creating a turbulent resonance with the starlight drawn by the cosmic stars banner!

The purple-robed Elder's expression changed drastically: “Ancient Star Array markings? How could there be a remnant formation here?!”

The jade-like fingers of the Palace Mistress of Guanghan, Li Yue, trembled slightly as a wisp of extremely pure profound ice cold qi—even more ancient than her lunar essence—invaded her zither music's Dao charm without warning. Although it caused no damage, it caused a moment of extremely discordant stagnation in that smooth, murderous melody.

Su Qingyue was incredibly sharp; her nine-tailed illusion light flourished, instantly reclaiming the disadvantage.

And within that golden dragon claw that was in a deadlock with Madam Hua Yu, a burst of Evil Qi filled with resentment and hatred for the Dragon Clan's Origin suddenly erupted, like cold water dripping into boiling oil.

The seamless momentum of the Dragon Clan's battle formation suddenly fluctuated violently, and the transmission of power fell into Chaos!

“Now is the time!”

A sharp light exploded in Chu Ye's eyes, and his voice reached the ears of all the powerhouses on his side.

Ni Chang ignored the cost and slashed out a second Imperial Sword Astral Qi, striking directly at the core flying ship of the Divine Craft Workshop!

Madam Hua Yu gave a sharp cry, and the five fingers of her Myriad Spirit Giant Palm closed, firmly grasping that unstable golden dragon claw. Violent Immortal power poured out frantically, intending to crush it alive!

Chu Ye himself took a step forward, his figure passing through the chaotic battlefield like a ghost. His target was not any of the enemy's Immortal Realm experts, but the purple-robed Elder of the Myriad Dao Alliance who was still trying to stabilize his position.

In the palm of his hand, a speck of Chaos-colored light quietly condensed, emitting a heart-palpitating Aura that did not belong to any current power System.

The true counterattack finally revealed its sharp edge!

In the center of the battlefield, Chu Ye slowly stepped forward.

The moment the Chaos light in Chu Ye's palm lit up and drew the attention of the powerhouses from all sides—

Hum!

An indescribable, magnificent, and grand power erupted from within Chu Ye, instantly sweeping across the entire core battlefield area!

It was not Immortal power, nor was it a Law, but a more fundamental and weightier power—the [hundred phoenix diagram · World Origin]!

The vast Origin power transformed into an invisible cage, enveloping the Immortals of the Myriad Dao Alliance, the Divine Craft Workshop's flying ships, the Palace Mistress of Guanghan, Li Yue, the Dragon Clan battle formation of the Central Region, and even several obscure Auras hidden by the Shadow Pavilion!

In an instant, space solidified and time slowed down.

Whether it was the falling starlight, the shooting pillars of light, the murderous zither music, or the roaring dragon prestige, everything seemed to fall into a thick, invisible amber. Their speed dropped a hundredfold, and their power decayed layer by layer.

Even the Immortal power circulation and Divine Sense perception of several Immortal Realm powerhouses became incredibly difficult.

“This is... World Power?!”

The purple-robed Elder of the Myriad Dao Alliance cried out in shock, horror appearing in his eyes for the first time.

“No! It's the Origin of an independent Small World! He can actually manifest and control it to such an extent?!”

An unbelievable roar came from within the Divine Craft Workshop's flying ship.

Everyone's heart sank, and a terrifying thought surfaced: A trap! This was an invitation into a snare!

And the transformation that made their souls fly away and spirits scatter followed immediately after.

Madam Hua Yu, whom they had always regarded as a 'newly advanced Immortal Realm who needed to rely on a True Immortal Magical Artifact to contend with the Dragon Clan,' suddenly changed her Aura at the same instant Chu Ye deployed the World Origin suppression!

The previously majestic Myriad Spirit Phantom instantly retracted, and a vast Aura that stood above all the Immortal Realm experts present—perfect, flawless, and faintly resonating with the Laws of Heaven and Earth—was released without reservation!

The space around her rippled naturally, as if even this area suppressed by the World Origin was instinctively 'yielding' to her.

True Immortal!

A true True Immortal Realm!

Not a threshold briefly touched by relying on secret techniques or external forces!

“She... she was already a True Immortal?!”

The Dragon Clan Elder's roar of shock and anger sounded distorted in the stagnant air.

Madam Hua Yu's beautiful face no longer held any gravity, only an indifferent coldness.

She didn't even spare a second glance at the golden dragon claw slowed by the World Power; she simply extended a slender finger and tapped lightly.

Puff!

That battle formation dragon claw, which was enough to crush a continent and gathered the strength of several golden dragons, shattered inch by inch like a popped bubble, turning into golden light that dissipated across the sky.

The several golden dragons forming the battle formation were hit as if by a heavy blow; they wailed simultaneously, spitting dragon blood as their Auras instantly withered.

Immediately after, Madam Hua Yu's figure flickered, appearing in several places at once.

Under the horrified gazes of the Myriad Dao Alliance Immortals, she waved her sleeve. The Star Banner that drew the starlight of the Great Cycle instantly dimmed and flew backward with a mournful cry, taking several Elders with it as they spat blood and were sent flying.

In front of the Divine Craft Workshop's flying ships, she flicked her finger, and a beam of Immortal light condensed to the extreme shot out, precisely piercing the energy cores of several flying ships.

A series of explosions rang out as those priceless war machines emitted black smoke and fell crookedly from the sky.

As for the Palace Mistress of Guanghan, Li Yue, Madam Hua Yu did not attack her directly, but simply pressed down lightly with her True Immortal Domain.

The cold zither music came to an abrupt halt. Li Yue groaned, a wisp of blood overflowing from the corner of her lips. Her gaze toward Madam Hua Yu was filled with shock and complexity.

As for the assassins of the Shadow Pavilion, they had nowhere to hide under the shroud of a True Immortal's Divine Sense.

Madam Hua Yu didn't even specifically look for them; she just swept her Immortal pressure across, and several short, miserable groans sounded from the void, followed by silence.

The entire crushing process was as fast as a flash of lightning and as smooth as if it had been rehearsed long ago.

Under the dual effects of the World Origin suppression and the absolute gap in cultivation Realms, the top combat power of the Central Region Allied Forces, which had been aggressive and showing off their divine abilities just moments ago, collapsed in just a few breaths!

The battlefield was deathly silent.