CHAPTER 1954: CHAPTER 1534:

Soon, under siege, Li Fan seemed to fall into a perilous situation.

However, with Li Fan standing up to share the burden, the pressure on the other Xuanhuang Cultivators on the battlefield dramatically decreased. Inspired by Li Fan, the crowd managed to regain their normal mindset.

And at this moment, at the rear of the main battlefield.

A group of people was speeding swiftly towards the depths of the Taiyuan Realm.

Leading them naturally was Fang Dinge, the Sect Leader of the Great Taoist Sect.

He watched Li Fan, surrounded by several attackers yet unafraid, and even holding his own, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Is this... our Great Taoist Sect’s [The Great Dao is Me]? I remember that not long ago, I just taught him this Secret Technique? How has he already mastered it to this level?"

The Sect Leaders of the Ten Sects naturally knew very well about Li Fan, this shining new star on the Taiyuan Battlefield. Witnessing Li Fan single-handedly facing more than ten Integration Cultivators and over twenty God Transformation Cultivators, they couldn’t help but be amazed.

Although these Taiyuan Union cultivators were only at the early stage of Integration Realm, achieving such feats undoubtedly proved Li Fan’s unparalleled combat strength.

"His rise was beyond our expectations."

"This journey’s odds of success have increased significantly."

"I hope he’s still alive when we return."

Despite their appreciation for Li Fan, they couldn’t change the raid plan just to save him.

The group continued hurriedly towards the destination without looking back.

Under the cover of One Beginning Sect’s [Innate One Beginning Great Array], they evaded the surveillance of Taiyuan Realm Cultivators.

The distance to the destination, Tianyu Dao Palace, was getting closer.

Soon, a ninety-nine-story building stood towering on a cliff, appearing before everyone’s eyes.

"Everyone, the core of the Array Technique is beneath this building, inside the mountain."

"Once we enter the building’s core, the concealment array might become ineffective. At that time, we will need to charge through head-on..."

With Fang Dinge’s reminder, the group had already infiltrated the Dao Palace.

Perhaps due to most forces being deployed to the battlefield, the defensive personnel in the Tianyu Dao Palace was much fewer than expected.

However, the deeper they went into the Dao Palace’s core, the number of Cultivators increased inevitably.

The luck of the Xuanhuang World was up until this point.

Accompanied by the sound of a piercing alarm, thick blood-red clouds descended and shrouded the sky above the Dao Palace.

The Taiyuan Cultivators fighting fiercely on the battlefield paused for a moment, and then uniformly attempted to retreat from the battlefield.

At this moment, the Golden Sky Lock emerged in the void.

Thousands of figures charged from the Xuanhuang World.

"Xuanhuang Cultivators, heed the command, at all costs, hold the bandits!"

"The Sect Leaders of the Ten Sects have all arrived today. They’ve already pinpointed the location of the Taiyuan Revival Furnace!"

...

Seemingly prepared, loud proclamations echoed across the battlefield like rolling thunder.

Upon seeing the support from the Xuanhuang army and understanding the Ten Sect Leaders’ raid plan, realizing they weren’t abandoned, and victory seemed within reach.

The Xuanhuang Cultivators’ morale soared immediately.

In contrast, the Taiyuan Realm Cultivators appeared somewhat panic-stricken.

After all, the anomaly above the Dao Palace was indeed an indication of an ongoing attack.

If something happened to the Revival Furnace, they wouldn’t be able to resurrect anymore.

Therefore, instinctively wanting to rush to its defense.

But soon, as if collectively receiving a notice, they instantly abandoned the idea of supporting, turning around instead, launching even more vicious attacks.

In the distance, the sound of piercing through the air whistled, orchestral in a thundering symphony.

Countless figures, like dark clouds pressing down, sped towards this place.

"Is this... all the Taiyuan Cultivators coming to attack?"

This terrifying scene shook the hearts of everyone present.

But the recent motivational effects still lingered, firm in the belief that once the Sect Leaders of the Ten Sects made a move, they would surely turn the tide.

The Xuanhuang Cultivators, with determined faith, collided with the rolling dark clouds.

The sounds of explosions, wails, angry shouts, and the clash of metal...

All mingled with the strong scent of blood.

This war battle reached its most intense moment.

And at this moment, beneath Tianyu Dao Palace, the Array core marked by the Great Supreme Lord Xuan Huang was only a step away.

But looking at the twelve figures standing before them, Fang Dinge and his group involuntarily felt a sense of despair.

Not long ago, with joint efforts, at the cost of their blood essence, they had unleashed their strongest techniques, killing the twelve Integration Cultivators in front.

But just as they elatedly tried to advance again, a storm swept the ground.

In the turmoil, the twelve figures appeared once more.

As if completely unharmed, their aura even stronger than before.

Though Fang Dinge and others were extremely grim, they were but a step away from ultimate victory and couldn’t give up easily.

"Everyone, fight!"

Fang Dinge’s body emitted circles of seven-colored rays, charging forward once more.

"The Great Dao is Me!"

All Divine Techniques cast by Taiyuan Twelve Union Cultivators were absorbed by the seven-colored rays.

Taking the combined attack head-on, Fang Dinge was merely flushed in face, seemingly without severe injuries.

Meanwhile, others seized the opportunity to unleash their slaughtering divine techniques.

A massive Sword Shadow split into two, then two into thousands.

Encircling the Taiyuan Twelve Union.

The wind stirred up yellow sand, every grain imprisoning a god-demon. Sandstorm roared, god-demons howled. Xiahou Yan’s figure was hidden amid this yellow sand.

Above the battlefield of all engaged, Yin Yang and Five Elements aura rotated like a wheel.

Separating the battleground from the external Dao Palace.

All attacks from Dao Palace reinforcements and Array Prohibition were blocked outside.

...

After an extremely arduous battle, the blocking twelve Integration Cultivators finally fell.

"Quick!"

Fang Dinge’s aura was evidently disorderly, he said in a deep voice.

The crowd urgently escaped forward.

But after only a few steps, that familiar storm descended once more.

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But looking at the twelve figures standing before them, Fang Dinge and his group involuntarily felt a sense of despair.

Not long ago, with joint efforts, at the cost of their blood essence, they had unleashed their strongest techniques, killing the twelve Integration Cultivators in front.

But just as they elatedly tried to advance again, a storm swept the ground.

In the turmoil, the twelve figures appeared once more.

As if completely unharmed, their aura even stronger than before.

Though Fang Dinge and others were extremely grim, they were but a step away from ultimate victory and couldn’t give up easily.

"Everyone, fight!"

Fang Dinge’s body emitted circles of seven-colored rays, charging forward once more.

"The Great Dao is Me!"

All Divine Techniques cast by Taiyuan Twelve Union Cultivators were absorbed by the seven-colored rays.

Taking the combined attack head-on, Fang Dinge was merely flushed in face, seemingly without severe injuries.

Meanwhile, others seized the opportunity to unleash their slaughtering divine techniques.

A massive Sword Shadow split into two, then two into thousands.

Encircling the Taiyuan Twelve Union.

The wind stirred up yellow sand, every grain imprisoning a god-demon. Sandstorm roared, god-demons howled. Xiahou Yan’s figure was hidden amid this yellow sand.

Above the battlefield of all engaged, Yin Yang and Five Elements aura rotated like a wheel.

Separating the battleground from the external Dao Palace.

All attacks from Dao Palace reinforcements and Array Prohibition were blocked outside.

...

After an extremely arduous battle, the blocking twelve Integration Cultivators finally fell.

"Quick!"

Fang Dinge’s aura was evidently disorderly, he said in a deep voice.

The crowd urgently escaped forward.

But after only a few steps, that familiar storm descended once more.