Chapter 22: The Six Golden Immortals Defeated, Ten Thousand Completely Annihilated

  The six people's faces all turned solemn, gazing up at the thunder and lightning, feeling that destructive aura, the six did not dare to be careless, and one after another took out their own magic treasures, flying high into the sky, welcoming the dense layer of clouds.

  The Yellow Dragon True Person let out a loud "Ah" and transformed, revealing his true dragon form, over 1,000 feet long with sharp claws. The Primordial Heavenly Lord established the teachings of the altar, under which were the Southern Pole Immortal Old Man, the Cloud Dweller of Mount Zhongnan, and the Twelve Golden Immortals. Except for the Yellow Dragon True Person, all the others had human bodies; only he was a yellow dragon who achieved enlightenment.

  Yuanshi Tianzun had always looked down on outsiders who cultivated the truth, but this Huang Long Zhenren was a man of great willpower. Yuanshi Tianzun sensed his sincerity and accepted him as a disciple, but did not place much importance on him and did not bestow upon him any remarkable magical artifacts. The only thing that Huang Long Zhenren could rely on was his true dragon body.

  The Immortal Taichu and the other immortals, due to the influence of Yuanshi Tianzun, did not have a good impression of the heterodox sects either. However, they did not dare to bully Huang Long True Man, because after all, he was one of the dragon clan. Nowadays, the dragon clan is under the Xuanqing Gate, dominating the four seas and shaking the three realms. Who dares to underestimate him?

  Huang Long Zhen Ren also knew that he had indirectly benefited from the dragon clan, so compared to others, he had a sense of closeness to the Xuán Qīng Gate.

  A dragon's roar, the Yellow Dragon True Person carried five people straight into the clouds, a stream of Samadhi True Fire spewed out from the dragon's mouth, burning on top of the cloud layer. The five people simultaneously released tens of thousands of Jade Clear Divine Thunderbolts that struck the cloud layer, and suddenly the cloud layer exploded with a loud bang, shattering apart.

  The six of them had just let out a sigh of relief, but saw that the scattered clouds quickly recondensed again, emitting an oppressive aura as before. The six people's faces changed, and they once again released the Jade Clear Divine Thunder to disperse the cloud layer, but the cloud layer gathered again, like endlessness, unable to dissipate.

  Ci Hang Daoist let out a loud shout, raised the Yang Liu Yu Jing bottle to absorb the clouds, but suddenly a fist came silently from behind and hit him on the back, breaking through his defense. With a "hiss" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood and was blasted over a hundred feet away. A divine lightning bolt suddenly split down from the cloud layer, accompanied by a gust of wind blades and Xian Tian Kui Shui's transformed knife blade, attacking Ci Hang Daoist.

  Ci Hang Dao Ren was already severely injured at this time, and for a while, he couldn't muster up the strength to defend himself with his magic. He could only watch as the divine lightning wind blade was about to strike him, but suddenly, a purple ribbon wrapped around his body. The ribbon abruptly emitted a dazzling purple light that protected Ci Hang Dao Ren's body, blocking the attack.

  Five people suddenly arrived beside Cihang Daoren, Chi Hong withdrew his own purple immortal clothes, and stepped forward to ask Cihang Daoren: "Brother's injury is fine?"

  Ci Hang Dao Ren bowed and said, "Fortunately, the other party did not use their full strength. Otherwise, my lifelong cultivation would have been destroyed!" After speaking, he shouted loudly towards the clouds: "I thank you for sparing my life!"

  A low hum came from the depths of the clouds, and Chi You said: "I think you are all disciples of the Sage, so I didn't kill you just now. As long as you agree to return to the mountain gate from now on and no longer interfere with human affairs, I will let you leave safely. Otherwise... hum!" His words were self-evident.

  Liujin Xian fell silent for a moment, and Yu Liusu said: "However, we must thank the great witch's kindness! But we have received our master's orders to come and assist Huangdi Xuanyuan. Today, even if we die here, we cannot compromise half a step."

  Huang Long Zhenren also said: "That's right, we are all disciples of the Church of Enlightenment, and have received great kindness from our teacher. How can we be threatened by you?"

  Above the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the midst of Chaos, the Clear and Ethereal Heaven's Jade Clarity Realm, the Miro Palace. The Primordial Heavenly Lord gazed at the scene in the Cloud Light Mirror, nodded his head, apparently extremely satisfied with the performance of his disciples.

  Feng Bo and Yu Shi let out a sigh, and immediately showed no mercy. As enemies, they had to be eliminated completely - this was the law of survival for the Wu tribe. Countless soul-devouring and bone-eroding nine-yin winds and nine-heavenly waters surged towards the six people like a mighty army, their momentum like thunder rolling in. However, at this moment, the six people were extremely calm in their hearts. Although they had attained the Great Luo Golden Immortal Dao fruit, in front of the three great witches, they were completely powerless to fight back. This was because the great witches' physical bodies were too strong, and their magical treasures could not harm them. Earlier, they had underestimated the Wu tribe and rashly entered the cloud layer formed by the tribe's secret techniques. Now, even their Dao techniques were useless. The three great witches hid in the depths of the cloud layer, ambushing them, and they could only passively defend themselves.

  Looking at the increasingly close turbulent flow, the six people formed a circle and recited in unison: "Zhī xīn guì mìng lǐ. Sān jiè zhī shàng. Fàn yī mí luó. Shàng jí wú shàng. Tiān zhōng zhī tiān. Yù luó xiāo tái. Yù shān shàng jīng. Miǎo miǎo jīn qián. Sēn luó jìng huàn. Xuán yuán yī yī. Hùn dùn zhī xiān. Bǎo zhū zhī zhōng. Xuán zhī yòu xuán. Kāi míng sān jǐng. Huà shēng zhū tiān. Yì wàn tiān zhēn. Wú jiàng shù zhòng. Xuán dǒu lì jī. Huí dù wǔ cháng. Wēi wēi dà fàn. Wàn dào zhī zōng. Dà luó yù qīng. Xū wú zì rán. Zhì zhēn miào dào. Yuán shǐ tiān zūn." As the Jade Clear Treasure Scripture was slowly recited, a brilliant green light suddenly burst out from the six people's bodies, forming an arc-shaped shield around them that blocked the impact of the turbulent flow.

  It's just a chaotic flow, seemingly endless, without ending, constantly emerging out of thin air, constantly impacting, constantly grinding away, constantly corroding, the protective cover gradually fading, the colors also gradually weakening.

  Six people's foreheads were sweating, and their magical powers were clearly greatly depleted. Ju Liusun gritted his teeth and said: "Fellow disciples, if we don't go all out now, when will we?" As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of mysterious light suddenly exploded from his body, with a sharp breath that was piercing to the eyes!

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable!" The other five people saw the situation and simultaneously declared their Dao numbers, stirring up their magical powers. Five identical mysterious lights also burst out together, merging with Qiu Lian Sun's mysterious light. In an instant, a seven-colored auspicious light enveloped everything, dazzling the eyes. The mysterious light quickly transformed into a sharp sword, flying forward to stab, sweeping away dark clouds and dissipating evil energy, creating a hole the size of a person in the endless cloud layer.

  As soon as they saw the cave, all six of them were overjoyed and shouted "Let's go!" The six people didn't dare to waste any time. Before the three big witches could react, they transformed into six streams of light and instantly broke through the cloud layer, rolling up the power of the pasture on the ground, flying rapidly in the direction they came from, and not even having time to save the 100,000 vanguard army!

  Chi You watched the six people leave, let out a furious roar, and shouted to the 100,000-strong army of the Youxiong tribe: "Kill!" His voice was like thunder, instantly stunning the 100,000 troops. The Jiuli tribe's million-strong army also shouted in unison: "Kill!" The killing intent shot straight up into the sky, startling the gods and immortals above, whose faces turned pale with shock at the enormity of the killing intent!

  A hundred thousand troops were like ants before the million-strong army, unable to withstand a single blow. In less than a moment, they were slaughtered clean, not a single one left, only the thick smell of blood and gore wafting in the air, and the mournful cries of the hundred thousand lost souls echoing through the heavens!

  Human beings, must face another bloody history again?!

  In the distance, the Xuan Yuan Holy Sword hanging at the waist of the Yellow Emperor suddenly hummed and shook violently, the humming sound growing louder and the shaking more intense, gradually spreading throughout the three armies.

  Xuanyuan Huangdi was shocked, hastily unsheathing the Xuanyuan Sacred Sword, feeling the tremors on the sword, and asked Guangchengzi beside him: "Master, why is the Xuanyuan Sacred Sword like this?"

  Guang Chengzi furrowed his brow and said, "I don't know what's going on either."

  Xuanyuan Huangdi was about to ask again, but saw the Xuanyuan Holy Sword suddenly wailing and turning sad. The mournful sound spread throughout the millions of Youxiong tribe's army, bringing tears to people's eyes, as if they were under some kind of control. Sobbing sounds gradually rose from the army, and soon, the entire army of millions was crying together, with a sorrowful atmosphere lingering among the crowd!

  Xuanyuan Holy Sword suddenly broke free from Xuanyuan Huangdi's control, slowly rising high above the three armies. Everyone was unaware of what it was going to do, and they all quietly watched its changes.

  A golden light suddenly shot out from the Xuan Yuan Holy Sword, heading towards the Jiuli tribe. Before long, the golden light flew back, and behind it, ten million faintly visible figures appeared intermittently. Under the illumination of the golden light, a layer of golden light also emerged on the bodies of the ten million figures, illuminating this expanse of sky!

  Only then did a hundred thousand figures in mid-air simultaneously kneel down to Xuan Yuan Huangdi and say in unison: "We will take our leave, Your Majesty, take care!"

  "We, your ministers, take our leave; may Your Majesty be safe and well!"

  "We, your subjects, take our leave; may Your Majesty be safe and well!"

  After three shouts, the golden light disappeared, and the 100,000 spirits also reincarnated into the six paths of transmigration!

  Xuanyuan Huangdi looked up at the 100,000 loyal souls disappearing above him, and two lines of hot tears fell down his cheeks. He suddenly flew high into the air, grasped the Xuanyuan Sacred Sword, and stabbed it straight into the sky, shouting loudly: "I, Xuanyuan, swear to use this sword to slay all who dare to offend my people! Those who offend my people's dignity will be killed, killed, killed!" A burst of true dragon energy suddenly exploded from his body, surging and endless, with golden light shining in all directions, as if he were a divine being!

  The three armies knelt down in unison and shouted loudly: "Kill all enemies who dare to invade!"

  "Kill off all enemies who dare to invade!"

  "Kill off all enemies who dare to invade!"

  A sound of firm voice echoed through the clouds, as if declaring to the three realms the majesty of humanity! The dominance of humanity! The resilience of humanity!

  Right! One hundred thousand loyal souls slaughtered by the butcher's knife, united wills become a fortress and vow to defeat the enemy!