bookcurios Chapter 1947
Chapter 1947
He paused, his gaze falling on Bai Qianjue, his tone becoming more certain: "Moreover, Bai Qianjue's secret technique that can turn the tide of battle has not yet been used. Look at the Heavenly Pivot Saintess, in order to kill her, she completely disregarded the lives of her four disciples behind her. This is clearly... she has already fallen into the trap set by Bai Qianhuan and Bai Qianjue."
Qiu Zixian followed his gaze and saw that the four disciples of the Holy Maiden Tianxuan were in grave danger because of Bai Qianhuan and his group of four. However, she did not care at all and only wanted to deal with Bai Qianjue.
Qiu Zixian couldn't help but shake her head and chuckle. The worry in her eyes lessened a bit, but a hint of doubt remained—could this plan really work?
The moment the thought crossed her mind, the situation on the battlefield suddenly reversed!
The Heavenly Maiden's divine sword was already three inches from Bai Qianjue's back, yet Bai Qianjue showed no fear on his face, instead revealing a faint smile. That smile clearly fell into the Heavenly Maiden's eyes, causing her to feel a sudden unease.
At the same time, Bai Qianhuan, who was entangled with four Tianxuan disciples, suddenly withdrew and retreated. He formed a hand seal with one finger on his left hand, and a golden divine light suddenly shone from between his eyebrows, as dazzling as the sun.
Almost simultaneously, Bai Qianjue, who was behind, also released the hand seal that maintained the Divine Radiance Dao. He formed the same sword finger as Bai Qianhuan with his right hand and held it between his eyebrows. Divine radiance Dao patterns appeared between their eyebrows, illuminating the void and slowly rising, echoing Bai Qianhuan's golden divine light.
Two mysterious runes, one yin and one yang, met in the air. Instead of colliding, they intertwined like magnets, with golden and silver light bands weaving together to form a tai chi-like pattern.
The next second, a powerful spatial force erupted from the center of the rune, enveloping Bai Qianjue's figure like a tidal wave.
"Whoosh—"
After a soft sound, the Heavenly Maiden's divine sword barely grazed Bai Qianjue's clothes, but the figure that should have been pierced vanished on the spot like water vapor.
Looking at the center of the battlefield in the distance, Bai Qianjue's figure had appeared behind Bai Qianhuan. The light of the Divine Path shone brightly again, this time enveloping all five of them!
"Now!" Bai Qianhuan shouted, his voice so powerful it made the air tremble.
The golden rune between his brows had not yet dissipated when he simultaneously gripped divine weapons with all six arms. Swords, sabers, hammers, and halberds slashed out in unison, and six different colored divine lights intertwined to form a giant net, which slammed down fiercely towards the Tianxuan disciples.
Xuanhao, Liuli, and Cangxuanyue also erupted instantly—Xuanhao's eight great hammers slammed into the ground at the same time, cracking several deep grooves in the dueling platform, and forcing their opponents back amidst flying debris;
Liuli's body shimmered with a dazzling light, forcefully withstanding an attack from a Tianxuan disciple, and then stabbed the opponent in the chest with a backhand sword; Cang Xuanyue, on the other hand, summoned her natal magic weapon, a black chain that wrapped around a disciple's ankle and pulled him backward sharply.
The five finally gathered, leaving the Heavenly Pivot Saintess tens of thousands of miles behind. Given the Heavenly Pivot Saintess's speed, it would take her at least one or two breaths to catch up—but for cultivators of their level, one or two breaths were enough to decide life or death.
"kill!"
The five of them no longer held back, unleashing their supernatural powers, magical treasures, and sacred bodies to surround and kill the four panicked Tianxuan disciples.
Those four disciples were no match to begin with, and now, without the Holy Maiden's support, they were like lambs to the slaughter.
In less than half a breath, someone was struck on the shoulder by Xuan Hao's hammer and flew backward with a scream; immediately afterward, someone else had their magic weapon shattered by Liuli's holy body divine light, was struck in the chest, and vomited blood as they crashed to the ground.
In a short while, all four Tianxuan disciples were defeated and lay on the dueling platform, struggling to get up. Their chests heaved violently, clearly indicating that they had suffered serious injuries and had no strength to fight anymore.
"No --!"
The Holy Maiden Tianxuan finally broke through the spatial barrier, but what she saw was the miserable defeat of her disciples.
Her face turned deathly pale, her body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes blazed with a frenzied rage, and her voice was shrill and almost shattered: "You! How dare you scheme against me like this!"
Before she finished speaking, a large amount of white divine power suddenly surged from her body, sweeping out like a tsunami; behind her, a huge phantom of a divine body appeared - it was a goddess holding a long sword and wearing white armor, surrounded by void runes. The pressure emanating from the phantom alone made the air in the entire dueling arena thick.
Even so, Bai Qianhuan and her group of five remained fearless.
They stood side by side, the aura of the Divine Path flowing among the five of them, their auras merging and subtly forming a supreme battle formation of the sect.
A five-on-one situation, coupled with the support of battle formations, is enough to bridge the gap in strength between them and the Heavenly Maiden.
The Holy Maiden Tianxuan gazed at the five people standing ready before her, her hand gripping the divine sword, veins bulging, yet she hesitated to step forward—she knew very well that without her disciples to restrain her, she alone could never defeat the five of them working together.
On the distant Tianxuan warship, the old woman leading the group observed all of this. Her lips twitched slightly, and a hint of regret flashed in her eyes, but she ultimately did not speak directly. With a slight movement of her fingertips, she transmitted a message to the Tianxuan Saintess.
The Holy Maiden of Tianxuan froze, and the anger in her eyes was gradually replaced by resentment.
She stared intently at Bai Qianhuan and the other four, and finally slowly raised her hand, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion: "In this battle... we concede defeat."
As she finished speaking, the enormous light barrier above the Sword Debate Platform atop the mountains slowly descended, isolating the battlefield from the outside world.
In the void, that incredibly ancient voice rang out once more, clearly resounding throughout every warship: "In the second match, the five members of the Heartless Holy Land win, accumulating two points!"
The five Saintess Tianxuan left dejectedly, their eyes almost overflowing with resentment as they passed the Heartless Warship.
However, they dared not disobey the elder's orders—as the losers, they could not obtain the ancient immortal essence contained in the void arena. If they forced themselves to endure it, their injuries would only worsen, and they would lose the ability to compete in the subsequent debates.
For the sake of the sect's overall interests, the old woman leading the team had no choice but to order them to admit defeat.
The moment the light shield dissipated, five pale golden ancient immortal essences condensed from the void and rushed into Bai Qianhuan and the other four people's bodies like streams of light.
In just a short while, all the divine power, magical power, and even the mental energy they had previously consumed were restored to their peak, and their auras were even stronger than before.
Unlike the shock of the disciples from various holy lands, Bai Qianhuan and his group of five exchanged bitter smiles after landing.
Bai Qianhuan rubbed his temples and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect... that the second match would force us to reveal the Yin-Yang Void Talisman and our hidden combat power."
“Yes.” Bai Qianjue also breathed a sigh of relief, her tone tinged with relief. “The Saintess of Tianxuan is too strong. The four disciples she led are not much weaker than us. If she hadn’t been in such a hurry to kill me and hadn’t fallen into our trap, this battle would probably have lasted for several hours before a winner was decided.”
They originally thought that the five of them could win at least four or five matches together, and then reveal their trump cards when they encountered stronger opponents, so as to accumulate more points for the sect and pave the way for Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian to make their appearance later.
But who could have imagined that their second opponent would be the fifth-ranked Tianxuan Holy Land, forcing them to exhaust almost all their resources?
Just as the five were reflecting on their situation, an aged voice echoed from the void, announcing the start of the third debate.
Everyone looked up and saw a warship shrouded in black mist slowly approaching. Five figures rushed out from the deck and headed straight for the Sword Debate Platform—it was the Nine Netherworld Holy Land!
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