Inside the cave abode of a powerful being in the Secret Mystical Realm, the three of them joined forces and charged toward Cheng Lingzhu.
Buzz!
In the hall, the air was distorted.
Yue Tianya took a step forward and took the lead. He raised his hand and threw a small cauldron at Cheng Lingzhu.
This small cauldron was about the size of half a fist. It was a greenish bronze, square, and simple in design. There were fine patterns engraved on it.
After being thrown out by Yue Tianya, the small bronze cauldron swelled with the wind and became half the height of a person.
This bronze cauldron was Yue Tianya's natal magic treasure. It had been nurtured by him for many years. Its divinity was restrained, and it could pierce through mountains with one strike.
The immortal's cave abode in the Secret Mystical Realm was not an ordinary thing, so it was naturally not afraid of being destroyed. Yue Tianya's first move was a heavy blow.
Clang!
At the same time, Ling Yufei, the saintess of the Sky Sword Mountain, raised her sword and moved lightly, stabbing out from another direction.
Behind Cheng Lingzhu, Sister Yuanzhao of the Seven Dust Temple was reciting Buddhist scriptures and muttering.
A layer of golden light lit up and separated from her body. The golden light condensed behind her and gradually took shape. It was actually about to transform into the Dharma statue of a Bodhisattva.
Facing enemies from three sides, Cheng Lingzhu didn't show the slightest fear. Instead of retreating, she advanced.
As the Dushi Immortal Scripture circulated, her eyes were dyed with a faint red light.
Cheng Lingzhu raised her hand, and a faint red vortex appeared at her fingertips.
The bronze cauldron pressed down, but she held it with one hand. Cheng Lingzhu's body sank slightly, and her other hand grabbed the Phoenix Blood Sword at her waist!
Clang!
The Phoenix Blood Sword collided with Ling Yufei's Dao Sword. Cheng Lingzhu's body swayed while Ling Yufei groaned and staggered backward.
Boom!
A vortex exploded in Cheng Lingzhu's palm, sending the bronze cauldron flying. Yue Tianya formed a hand seal and stabilized his natal magic weapon before taking three steps forward!
Dao runes spread out, and behind him, a picture scroll spread out.
In the scroll, a celestial palace appeared. It was magnificent, surrounded by clouds and mist, and shone with golden light.
Many immortals gathered in front of the celestial palace to worship. Grand sacrificial gongs sounded, and divine rainbows spread out. Auspicious Qi radiated, and the atmosphere was joyous.
Top-notch phenomenon: [Ten Thousand Immortals Come to Court].
With Yue Tianya as the center, all the cultivators who were enveloped by this phenomenon felt their mana become sluggish and difficult. The cultivators with lower realms could not help but want to submit and kneel down to the Lord of the Immortal Palace in the phenomenon.
The red light in Cheng Lingzhu's eyes intensified. She gripped the Phoenix Blood Sword with both hands and slashed at Yue Tianya!
The sword radiance was as bright as the rosy clouds. Under her feet, a strange phenomenon of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood was born. Above the sea, a blood moon slowly rose!
The original scene of immortals' Qi fluttering and immortals coming to pay their respects was instantly destroyed. The immortals looked crazy as they killed each other. Blood stained the Immortal Palace. The mountains and seas turned into wild mountains and terrifying seas, sweeping and destroying the entire painting.
The phenomenon shattered, and Yue Tianya spat out blood with a wail. His divine soul was injured, and his aura immediately withered.
All of this happened in a flash. The collision between domains was extremely risky, and the victor was determined in an instant.
On the other side, the saintess of the Sky Sword Mountain, Ling Yufei, had finished regulating her breathing. She formed a seal with her hand and chanted a strange tone.
With Ling Yufei as the center, the wrists of all the sword cultivators within a radius of 30 meters sank.
At this moment, they realized that they seemed to have been deprived of their ability to use swords.
They were unable to perform any sword techniques, and the Dao Sword in their hand lost its reaction.
They were like mortals, unable to slash out sword qi and sword light. They could only resort to simple hacking and stabbing.
This was the Sword Force Sealing Technique of the Sky Sword Mountain. When Ling Yufei used this technique, he deprived the other cultivators in the domain of the right to use their swords.
"Om…"
A grand Buddhist proclamation sounded as Sister Yuanzhao of the Seven Dust Temple recited the mantra.
Behind her, an eight-armed and three-headed Bodhisattva Dharma had already taken shape.
Yuanzhao's eyes shone brightly, and hER face was solemn. Carrying the Bodhisattva Dharma, She charged at Cheng Lingzhu like a chariot.
Cheng Lingzhu's beautiful eyes narrowed as she sheathed her sword and clenched her fists.
Who said that the cultivators of the Dushi Sword House had to use swords?
The Eight-armed Bodhisattva was tall and radiated a dazzling golden light. Each hand formed a different seal and pressed down on Cheng Lingzhu.
Cheng Lingzhu leaped into the air, and a scarlet-golden fist mark appeared on her fair fist as she punched at the Eight-armed Bodhisattva!
Boom!
The Eight-armed Bodhisattva Dharma exploded, and the fist print struck Yuan Zhao's chest, sending her flying.
"Hiss!"
Not far away, Lu Xuan, who was watching the battle, took in a breath of cold air at the Golden Core stage. He thought to himself that this little girl was actually so fierce when she fought that she even made the headlights of the chariot slant.
As expected of the successor of the Dushi Sword House, although she usually looked cowardly, she became brave when she fought.
Good, very promising!
In fact, as the saintess of the Dushi Sword House, Cheng Lingzhu was very powerful.
However, on this journey with Lu Xuan, the enemies they encountered were more and more excessive.
She did not have the chance to attack, so she had no choice but to lie down and be carried away by Lu Xuan.
Today's battle revealed Cheng Lingzhu's true strength.
On this side, Cheng Lingzhu was fighting three by herself. Not only was she not at a disadvantage, but she had also severely injured two of the Heaven's Favoreds. Her aura was like a rainbow, and her sharpness was unparalleled.
For a time, a large area was empty around Cheng Lingzhu.
Some of the cultivators who were fighting didn't dare to fight near her, fearing that the saintess of the Dushi Sword House would be so happy that she would kill them.
"Alright…So strong."
In a corner of the immortal cave, Nangong Xuan, the Holy Son of the Longevity Palace, was shocked by Cheng Lingzhu's massacre.
Yue Tianya didn't assign him any tasks, so when the three of them surrounded Cheng Lingzhu, Nangong Xuan didn't make a move to assassinate her.
Now that he thought about it, even if he participated, his outcome would not be any better than Yue Tianya's.
Nangong Xuan pondered. He had entered the Secret Mystical Realm because he had a deal with Yue Tianya and wanted to use the battles between the Heaven's Favoreds to train himself.
However, the target of the assassination was not easy to choose. t was too weak to be useful as a tempering tool.
He was very strong. For someone like Cheng Lingzhu, even if he went up and was beaten up, it would be useless.
As the Holy Son of a top-notch immortal sect, Nangong Xuan had high standards.
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a tall figure from the corner of his eye.
What was the name of the young cultivator who came with Cheng Lingzhu?
Nangong Xuan recalled that the other party's name was Lu Xuan. He was from the Dao Evolution Sect, a disciple of a third-rate sect.
However, he seemed to be very talented. He was only in his twenties, but he had already reached the Exceptional Gold Core Realm.
He was a little older than him and also a small stage higher than him.
Cheng Lingzhu must have been protecting him since he was able to reach the core area of the Secret Mystical Realm.
Although the Dao Evolution Sect was a third-rate sect, their disciples also used proper immortal scriptures, so the quality of their Dharmic powers was not as bad as casual cultivators…
Nangong Xuan pondered for a moment. He looked at Lu Xuan's leisurely back and narrowed his eyes. He had already decided on his target.
"Senior Brother Lu, accept my challenge!"