CHAPTER 1956: CHAPTER 1535: ALL THE GENIUSES BOW THEIR HEADS (PART 2)

However, the actions of everyone fleeing the battlefield, even disregarding the life and death of other Xuanhuang cultivators, contrasted starkly with Li Fan’s determination to face death boldly.

All were overwhelmed with shame, covering their faces as they left.

Seeing the elite disciples having the impulse to return and fight to the death alongside Li Fan, the sect leaders of the Ten Sects sighed. Before they could make any rash choices, they forcibly took them away.

"This expedition to the Taiyuan Realm was a major strategic mistake of our Ten Sects. As long as the Taiyuan Revival Furnace is there, it is impossible to defeat them on their home ground in the Taiyuan Realm."

"But the situation has not reached an utterly uncontrollable stage. The power of Taiyuan’s resurrection cannot take effect in the Xuanhuang World. Although we have withdrawn, they may not dare to attack us either."

Words to soothe the disciples’ emotions, after traveling through dimensions, everyone finally returned to their familiar homeland.

On the battlefield, the immense pressure was instantly released, and the burden between life and death, along with the guilt of abandoning the field, erupted suddenly with a rush of emotions.

Many burst into tears on the spot.

However, the cries did not last long. The people of the Ten Sects who returned in embarrassment were all shocked by the strange phenomenon hanging overhead.

The Golden Sky Lock, which had been obscured by the array technique, unexpectedly presented itself as a tangible entity, out of control.

Spanning across the sky.

It was like a rift appeared in the Vault of Heaven of the Xuanhuang World.

And in that rift, a faint light burst forth.

A battlefield filled with solemnity and a bloody scent was projected in the sky.

"That is... the Taiyuan Realm?"

"Why is it appearing on the Xuanhuang Sky?"

Having survived the calamity, the people of the Ten Sects were naturally familiar with the scenery presented in the sky, hence their growing bewilderment.

Fang Dinge, along with the sect leaders of the Ten Sects, had drastic changes in their expressions, trying desperately to manipulate the Golden Sky Lock.

Yet they found that the Passage Array seemed to be malfunctioning.

Completely out of control, they could only let this scene unfold.

"Is this a trick by the Taiyuan Realm?!"

"Is this a demonstration of power against us..."

Considering the previous incident where the Golden Sky Lock solidified in the Taiyuan Realm, and at this moment, in front of all the creatures of the Xuanhuang World, the projected scene showed Xuanhuang disciples being surrounded and slaughtered by Taiyuan cultivators.

The faces of everyone from the Ten Sects were ashen.

They knew this incident could not be concealed.

It seemed that to retaliate against the invasion of the Xuanhuang World, the Taiyuan cultivators slowed down their slaughter. Almost as if to torment and mock.

Watching one Xuanhuang cultivator after another, attempting to struggle in vain, and then die in rage and sorrow.

Different emotions began to emerge among the two Immortal Cultivation Worlds.

In the Xuanhuang World.

"What is happening?"

"Ba Hongyi? That is Ba Hongyi! The foremost among the third-generation disciples of my Futu Sect, how could...

"That is Zhang Yufan from the Qingmu Sect!"

"I also recognize that figure. It is Wan Ruohong, Senior Brother Wan from the Taiyan Sect. I once met him once before. I heard he went off to distant worlds to perform heroic deeds."

"Shouldn’t they be in the Taiyuan Realm fighting enemies at this moment..."

Quickly, the Xuanhuang cultivators identified the identities of the sacrificed.

Thus leading to more panic, confusion, and fear.

The once powerful Xuanhuang World in their past understanding seemed powerless to resist in front of the Taiyuan Realm.

Ridiculed and toyed with, almost completely slaughtered.

There were those who were angry, those who were devastatedly sad, and those overwhelmed with grief.

And amidst the entanglement of countless emotions, suddenly voices of exclamation rang out one after another.

"Who is that, still fighting amidst so many enemies!"

"Even though covered in wounds, yet not falling behind?"

Compared to other Xuanhuang cultivators being slaughtered, one figure like a war god stood out prominently.

No matter how encircled he was, he did not give up hope.

Every surge of sword light claimed the lives of dozens of Taiyuan cultivators.

This made the previously stifled Xuanhuang beings silently cheer.

"It’s just a pity, he can’t hold on for too long."

While simultaneously feeling a sense of melancholy.

"The Immortal Dao Ten Clans actually withdrew just like that. Why not save them, why not save them!"

All living beings under the sky felt it undeserving for the figure still fighting to the death.

Those who looked up into the sky were not only the previously uninformed beings, but also the Ten Sects cultivators who had fled back embarrassedly from the Taiyuan Realm. At this moment, watching Li Fan’s fighting figure, their faces were like being whipped harshly with hot pepper oil.

Wishing dearly to charge back into the Taiyuan Realm to fight side by side with Li Fan.

But an idea is just an idea.

Thinking of the endless slaughter of living beings in the Taiyuan Realm, a sense of helplessness arose in their hearts. It was as if their feet were filled with lead, making it difficult to take a step.

After all, those with real courage and resolve had already been buried on that battlefield.

Everyone silently raised their heads and watched, bidding farewell to the departure of this Xuanhuang hero.

They originally thought that he couldn’t hold on for long.

After all, there were just too many Taiyuan cultivators surrounding him.

But unexpectedly, even after half a day, Li Fan was still not dead.

He was still fighting.

Everyone couldn’t help but look at each other in dismay and began to observe carefully.

"I clearly saw that the attacks of various Taoist techniques and even magic treasures from the cultivators of Taiyuan were all hitting him. Why does it seem like he hasn’t been hurt at all?"

"Could it be a visual illusion created by the cross-realm transmission of light and shadows?"

"No. Wait..."

The disciples of the Great Taoist Sect seemed to realize something and exclaimed in unison, "The Great Dao is Me?"

"Look at that fierce sword light he occasionally slashes out; it’s overwhelmingly powerful. Even those in the Unity Realm can’t withstand its edge! It seems even the sky might be severed by it!"

"The way you say it, it kind of resembles our Heavenly Sword Sect’s [Sky Shattering Sword], doesn’t it?"

"And that elusive escape skill, which allows him to handle any situation with ease, even when surrounded..."

"That’s our Undefined Prison’s [Mistwalker]!"

...

The currently awe-inspiring Li Fan on the battlefield was using techniques mostly from the true inheritance of the Ten Sects.

How could this not shock them?

Moreover, the divine techniques Li Fan used seemed even stronger than the original versions.

"Sect Master Fang, what do you think?"

The astonishment in the hearts of the leaders of the Ten Sects was no less than that of the sect disciples.

With narrowed eyes, Fang Dinge watched the combat scene in the sky and sighed.

"I previously heard that he broke through several times during life-and-death battles, said to be the naturally born war saint body. I was somewhat skeptical, thinking it might be exaggerated. Now it seems it’s indeed true."

"In such a short time, not only did he master all the supreme techniques we taught, but he also advanced them further on his own? What kind of talent is this?"

The leaders of the Ten Sects were all taken aback.

Everyone’s mind went blank, falling into silence.

After a long while, someone finally sighed, "It’s a pity that such a genius is fated to fall on that battlefield."

"Given a little more time, he might..."

"Perhaps we can gather our strength to rescue him? Such a true prodigy is worth dozens of Unity-Path cultivators!"

"But we were originally planning to bring him back. Yet, he doesn’t want to return." Fang Dinge’s words left everyone in silence.

No one could speak, only able to watch the final act playing out in the vault of heaven.

No matter how brilliant a performance, it always reaches its curtain call.

Li Ping was indeed strong, but the Taiyuan cultivators were endless.

No matter how many he slaughtered, after a moment, they would quickly come from the depths of the Taiyuan Realm.

After being besieged and fighting desperately for three days and nights, Li Ping seemed finally to reach his limit.

His movements were no longer agile, and his sword light lacked sharpness.

His actions grew sluggish.

Even the absorption trait of "The Great Dao is Me" began to slowly fail.

Wounds appeared continuously on his body, blood gushing out.

This Xuanhuang War God, under the watch of countless living beings from both realms, his body eventually stiffened.

Yet he still did not fall, remaining upright.

Facing countless Taiyuan cultivators alone.

In regard to this powerful cultivator, the Taiyuan side also expressed full respect.

They didn’t advance to attack but silently waited for his death.

Li Fan’s body remained motionless for a long time.

Just when everyone thought he had already perished.

He suddenly lifted his head again.

A peculiar aura began to emanate from his body.

The projection on the Xuanhuang sky was inexplicably affected, creating distorted ripples.