Staying in the sect, controlling beasts and cultivating immortals

The moment the silver light gate engulfed the three, it felt as if millions of ice needles pierced their very bones, only to be instantly thrown into a sea of ​​lava.

Time and space lost their meaning at this moment; only the chaotic and violent vortex tore at the protective aura, emitting a teeth-grinding crunching sound.

Chen Xueqing let out a muffled groan, and the light of the Life Gem dimmed rapidly.

Wang Cheng roared as he pushed his Overlord Body to its limit. Beneath his bronze skin, his bulging muscles taut like steel cables, resisting the crushing force of the spatial laws.

The chaotic mark on Yu Changsheng's back suddenly lit up, its mysterious and complex patterns flowing with a hazy halo, barely enveloping the three people and the beast.

The Guixu Sword in his hand emitted a clear and melodious sword cry. The sword body was filled with chaotic yellow light, and the sharp sword intent forcefully cleaved a relatively stable gap in the chaotic stream of light in front of him.

"Hold on! It's at the end of the passage!" Yu Changsheng's voice was calm and steady, overpowering the roar of the space.

It felt like an eternity had passed, yet also like only a fleeting moment.

Suddenly, the light ahead brightened, followed by an indescribable feeling of weightlessness.

boom! boom! boom!
The three people and the tortoise crashed heavily onto the solid, cold earth, which reeked of rust and blood.

The scene before them instantly took their breath away, and even their souls trembled.

Battlefield of the Gods!

The sky was a despairing dark purple.

A colossal, unimaginably foul vortex slowly rotated at the center of the sky, with waterfalls of dark purple and murky green foul air cascading down its edges, like the pus and blood flowing from a dying beast.

Beneath the vortex lies a shattered temple.

The massive stone pillars are broken and crumbling, the remains of the statues are half-buried in the dust, and the once magnificent palace is now just ruins, suspended in the filth and flood, like an isolated island that could be completely capsized at any moment in a storm.

The earth is a graveyard of weapons and bones. The broken remains of enormous divine weapons piled up like mountains, forming menacing metal peaks. Though their blades have dimmed, the lingering aura of slaughter still cuts through the air, emitting mournful howls.

The colossal skeleton of a mythical beast, as large as a dragon, stretched for thousands of miles. Its stark white frame gleamed with a cold, hard, glazed sheen under the dim light of the day, and its empty eye sockets seemed to still be gazing at this eternal battlefield.

The primordial aura was so intense it felt almost tangible, a mixture of rust, blood, decay, and an inescapable, pungent sweetness of filth, pressing heavily on my chest, each breath burning with its own intensity.

Further away, countless distorted phantoms, exuding an aura of either rage, resentment, or death, drifted and lurked in the ruins and foul air—those were the lingering remnants of ancient, undying battle spirits!

"Hiss..." Wang Cheng gasped, his body tensing instinctively. The broken giant sword was already in front of him, its tip trembling slightly, whether from excitement or shock, it was hard to tell.

Chen Xueqing's face was pale, and the light of the Life Gem tried its best to stabilize, dispelling the foul aura and despair that kept trying to invade.

"Roar--!"

A roar that shook the entire shattered world exploded out of nowhere from the side front!
The sound is not just a simple sound wave, but contains a terrifying impact that can tear apart the soul and crush the will!
The nearest metal mountain, composed of countless broken swords, spears, and halberds, suddenly trembled, and its summit exploded!

A gigantic phantom rose into the sky.

It was ten zhang tall, and its appearance could be vaguely identified as an ancient god general, but most of its head was missing. Its only remaining eye burned with a molten red light. Its broken dark gold armor was covered with knife marks and arrow holes. In its hand, it tightly gripped a giant axe that was only half left, but was surrounded by a thick, blood-like aura of resentment!
Pure killing intent, overwhelming fighting spirit, and an undying, insane hatred swept in like a tsunami, instantly locking onto the three people who had just fallen!
Peak of Nascent Soul
Moreover, they are the kind of ancient battle spirits that have survived countless trials in blood and fire, and have teetered on the brink of death!

Its power and might far surpass that of the Abyss Hunt!

"Get out of my way!" Wang Cheng's hair and beard bristled, his bones and muscles cracking like thunder. Facing this overwhelming soul pressure, he didn't retreat but advanced, shattering the rock beneath his feet, which was harder than refined iron, and unleashing his domineering blood power without reservation! His right fist clenched tightly, his muscles bulging like a dragon, and nine extremely refined blood-red fist energies instantly overlapped!

"Overlord Blood - Ninefold Collapse!"

Nine streaks of blood light merged into a blinding blood rainbow, tearing through the polluted air and carrying a terrifying power capable of shattering mountains and shattering peaks, as it ruthlessly slammed into the chest of the ancient god general's battle spirit!

Boom——!
The fist struck the battle spirit's chest, which was covered in tattered armor, with a deafening roar like stars colliding. A violent shockwave exploded outwards in a ring, instantly pulverizing the scattered metal fragments around it.

However, the massive body of the ancient divine general's battle spirit only trembled violently once, cracks spread across its chest armor, and its crimson single eye blazed with ferocious light! An even more ferocious and pure force of recoil surged back along Wang Cheng's fist!

puff!
As if struck by lightning, Wang Cheng's burly body was violently thrown backward. While in the air, his clenched fists were split open, bleeding profusely, and his entire arm was convulsing and trembling uncontrollably. The light of his domineering golden body dimmed rapidly!

In a single exchange of blows, the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with the Overlord Body was completely at a disadvantage!

"Old Wang!" Chen Xueqing exclaimed. The Life Gem shone brightly, and a rain of emerald green life light instantly enveloped Wang Cheng, repairing the wound on his arm and stabilizing his churning blood and qi.

"Roar!" The ancient divine general's battle spirit seemed to be completely enraged. Ignoring Chen Xueqing's healing spell, it raised the half of the Vengeful Blood Axe high, and viscous blood light shot into the sky, causing countless tiny weapon fragments in the surrounding ruins to resonate. An aura of destruction that locked onto the soul and froze one's bones instantly condensed! If this axe were to strike, Wang Cheng's severely injured body would have no chance of survival!

Just then, a cold, calm voice, yet imbued with supreme majesty, rang out, clearly drowning out the roar of the battle spirit and the wailing of space:
"Formation!"

The moment the sound fell, Yu Changsheng came to life!
He took a step forward, and his figure appeared between Wang Cheng and the broken blood axe.

The Guixu Sword let out a long, resounding cry that seemed to pierce through gold and shatter stone, and was suddenly drawn from its sheath! The chaotic, primordial sword light did not surge, but instead became extremely restrained, condensing on the blade to form a thin, cicada-wing-like gray line that seemed capable of cutting through countless ages.

At the same moment, the Chaos Tortoise beneath his feet let out a vast and powerful roar!

"hold head high--!"

The ancient patterns on the tortoise shell suddenly lit up, and the earthy yellow radiance spread rapidly from it like ripples on water.

The earth roared! The entire metal wasteland seemed to come alive, countless scattered metal fragments, dusty boulders, and even the massive remains of a divine weapon in the distance resonating with a deep, resonant energy. The immense, all-encompassing power of the primordial earth was forcibly drawn and gathered! A condensed, tangible pillar of primordial yellow light, ten feet in diameter, suddenly rose from the ground, instantly enveloping the ancient divine general's battle spirit!
"Chaos Returns to Ruins - Town!"

Yu Changsheng's voice merged with the roar of the Chaos Xuan Turtle.

The gray line unleashed by the Guixu Sword lightly touched the trajectory of the Battle Soul Giant Axe, which was temporarily imprisoned by the Xuanhuang Light Pillar.

laugh!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a barely audible thud.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

The next second, the giant axe, formed from the blood energy of resentment and the essence of battle spirit, was like an ice block thrown into scorching magma. Starting from the point of contact with the gray line, it silently annihilated and decomposed into the most primitive particle dust, without even a ripple of energy!

The traces of annihilation spread rapidly along the axe handle, instantly engulfing the entire arm of the war spirit that was holding the axe!

"Ow—!"

The ancient god-general's battle spirit let out an unprecedented roar of pain, its single eye throbbing wildly with unbelievable horror.

Its massive soul body fluctuated violently, and fragments of divine consciousness, as pure as fireflies yet carrying ancient vicissitudes and indomitable fighting spirit, emanated from its wounds!
A chaotic halo flashed in Yu Changsheng's eyes, and the chaotic mark on his back heated up slightly. An invisible suction force emanated from it, and the scattered fragments of divine consciousness were instantly drawn into the mark as if summoned.

A vast, pure torrent of ancient memories, imbued with iron-blooded ruthlessness and an indomitable will, surged into the sea of ​​consciousness!
boom!
Yu Changsheng's body jolted violently, his face turned pale instantly, and the veins on his forehead throbbed, as if an invisible giant hammer was striking his soul.

But his gaze grew even sharper and deeper, and the primordial yellow light on the Guixu Sword seemed to solidify slightly. This fragment of the battle soul was actually a great tonic!
However, this blow was like pouring cold water into a boiling oil pan.

"Roar!" "Screech!" "Woo-woo!"

From all directions, countless dormant or disturbed ancient war spirits were fully activated! Screams, venomous roars, violent cries, deathly silence... all sorts of chilling screams and shrieks echoed through the sky.

As far as the eye could see, amidst the shattered temple ruins, in the eye sockets of massive skeletons, and in the gaps between piles of weapons... countless distorted phantoms emerged.

Some of them resembled soldiers clad in tattered armor, others resembled the remnants of bizarre giant beasts, and still others were simply a mass of writhing resentment, emanating varying degrees of intensity, but without exception, they were all filled with an aura of destruction and devouring desire!

The quantity is in the tens of thousands!
They were completely attracted by the aura of the living, the energy of the battle, and especially by Yu Changsheng's recent act of devouring the fragments of the battle spirit. Like a school of piranhas that have smelled blood, they surged wildly out from the shadows of the ruins and the foul air from all directions!

Crimson soul flames, eerie green ghost eyes, and twisted limbs converged into a terrifying, all-encompassing wave, carrying an aura of annihilation, sweeping towards the three people and one beast in the center!

The entire battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods transformed into a sea of ​​blood in the underworld, devouring anyone who dared to cross it!
"Be careful!" Chen Xueqing exclaimed, her voice trembling slightly, but she activated the Life Gem without hesitation.

"Forbidden Zone of Life: Sea of ​​Thorns!"

A vibrant green life force erupted from her center, and countless thick energy thorns with sharp barbs burst forth from the ground, growing and intertwining wildly, instantly creating a thorn forest around the three of them that was both thriving and full of deadly traps!
The emerald green halo, carrying a powerful purifying force, attempted to dispel the filth and block the torrent of battle spirits.

Chi Chi Chi -!
Dozens of battle spirits of various shapes and sizes rushed into the sea of ​​thorns. They were instantly entangled and pierced by the tough vines. The emerald green life force and the yin and resentment of the battle spirits collided fiercely, producing a corrosive sound. Many weak battle spirits immediately wailed and turned into green smoke and dissipated.

However, this sea of ​​thorns is like a small boat on a raging sea in the face of the vast and boundless filth and the raging tide of battle spirits!
Endless battle spirits surged forward, relentlessly tearing and hacking at the thorny vines. The foul, dark purple aura, like maggots clinging to the bone, relentlessly eroded the emerald light. Visibly, the resilient vines rapidly turned gray and withered, their barbs snapped, and the emerald glow dimmed at an alarming rate!

"Pfft!" Chen Xueqing's delicate body trembled violently, her face turned ashen, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. The light of the Life Gem flickered rapidly, clearly having reached its limit.

The area of ​​the Sea of ​​Thorns was being drastically compressed, and it was on the verge of collapse!
"Open for me!" Wang Cheng's eyes were bloodshot. Ignoring his injured arm, he gripped the broken giant sword tightly with both hands. His domineering blood power burned without reservation, and his aura as a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator soared into the sky!

He leaped up suddenly, swung his giant sword in a wide arc, and unleashed a blood-red sword aura that stretched for hundreds of feet!
"Overlord Blood - Earth-Splitting Slash!"

boom!
The crimson sword energy, like a raging blood dragon, crashed into the front of the battle spirit tide, instantly tearing dozens of battle spirits to pieces and clearing a large area.

But more battle spirits instantly filled the gaps. Several soul spears formed from resentment and poison arrows formed from filth pierced through the crumbling defenses of the Sea of ​​Thorns and shot fiercely at Wang Cheng, who was falling exhausted!
"Old Wang!" Chen Xueqing's eyes were bloodshot as she desperately activated the gem, and a thin shield of life light barely condensed in front of Wang Cheng.

Life and death in an instant!

The calm in Yu Changsheng's eyes was finally replaced by a resolute fighting spirit that seemed to want to burn the entire world.

Within him, the chaotic source power boiling from devouring the fragments of the battle spirit, as well as the primordial power of the earth that had just been stirred up, were like a volcano that had found an outlet!

"The six beasts unite as one! The Chaos Furnace—opens!"

A sharp shout echoed across the battlefield!

The chaotic mark on Yu Changsheng's back burst forth with unprecedented brilliance, as if the core of a miniature universe had been ignited.

The six beasts surrounding him simultaneously let out a deafening roar!
Six beams of light, each a different color but all originating from the same source of chaos, shot into the sky from them!

The six beams of light did not attack the enemy, but instead converged, spun, and collapsed wildly above Yu Changsheng's head! An enormous vortex, beyond description, instantly formed!

At the core of the vortex, a hazy gray expanse emanated a terrifying aura that distorted space and seemed to freeze time—it was the beginning of chaos and the end of all things!

It spun wildly, forming a chaotic furnace that devoured everything!

The moment this furnace appeared, the world lost its color!
The raging tide of battle spirits seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall of despair, its speed suddenly halting. Countless weak battle spirits let out terrified screams, their souls uncontrollably pulled, torn apart, and transformed into the most primal energy streams that were swallowed up by the terrifying suction force of the furnace!
Yu Changsheng's eyes blazed with chaotic light as he locked onto the ancient war spirit leaders in the form of several giant beasts, who were charging at the forefront. These leaders possessed the most ferocious aura, the most solidified souls, and were almost at the half-step Void Refinement realm! They were the core and pillar of this war spirit frenzy in the region!
"Give it to me—refine it!"

He made a fist with both hands as if he had grasped an invisible chaotic furnace, and slammed it down on the powerful war spirit leaders!
Rumble—! (End of Chapter)