Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

A cold glint flashed in Nie Zheng's eyes. Seizing this fleeting opportunity, he swept his heavy black iron sword horizontally, carrying the force of a thousand pounds.

It slammed hard into the back of another elder's sword! With a "crack," the elder's longsword broke, but the heavy sword, still possessing great momentum, slammed into his chest!

"Ugh!" The elder coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward!

"Kill!" Nie Zheng roared, his Xuan Tie heavy sword carrying immense force.

He slashed down at the Void Realm elder who was flying backward!

"puff--!"

Blood gushed out, and the elder's body was cleaved in two.

An assassin's hunt begins the moment they find the first opening, and it's an unstoppable, devastating victory!

Then he stood side by side with Jing Ke, one fast and one slow, one gentle and one forceful, and in an instant they sealed off the escape route of the remaining four Void Realm elders!

On the other side, Yao Li, Zhuan Zhu, and Yu Rang charged towards the Qingyun Sect disciples like unsheathed, peerless blades!

Just as a grandmaster was about to unleash his inner strength to resist, Yao Li's short spear pierced his throat.

Before he could even scream, he fell straight down!

The three moved with the speed of ghosts, and screams rose and fell wherever they went!

Those grandmasters and grandmasters, who were usually high and mighty, were now like lambs to the slaughter.

The three were slaughtered indiscriminately, like chickens and dogs!

Every move was deadly; they had perfected the three principles of speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness! No one could stop them!

These disciples had no chance of escaping the three of them!

Wherever they went, severed limbs flew everywhere, and screams echoed through the sky!

This was not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre!

"No! We are no match for them! Run!" A grandmaster shouted in terror, turning to flee, but was struck in the back by Zhuan Chu's sword!

"Pfft—!"

The blood mist exploded, and the elder's body turned into a pile of minced meat!

"They're too strong! The people from the Drizzle Pavilion are simply monsters!"

"A mid-stage Nirvana Realm cultivator can overpower a late-stage Nirvana Realm cultivator, and a Void Realm cultivator can instantly kill a Void Realm cultivator—they're practically a group of killing gods! Their methods are too ruthless!"

"The Qingyun Sect has really bitten off more than they can chew this time! Hahaha, this is truly gratifying!"

"I've long disliked those arrogant and domineering guys from the Qingyun Sect! It's good that they were humiliated by the Xiyu Tower this time."

"Who said the Drizzle Pavilion came here to their deaths? They're clearly here to slaughter the Qingyun Sect's outpost!"

"A dimensional reduction attack! It's an absolute dimensional reduction attack!"

On the surrounding pavilions, the disciples from various factions watching the battle were dumbfounded, and then burst into exclamations!

They originally thought that Xiyulou was coming to their deaths, but unexpectedly it turned into a thrilling hunt!

Meanwhile, Zhang Tao watched as the other members of the Qingyun Sect were being slaughtered like watermelons by Jing Ke and his group.

Hearing the mocking voices around him, he was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were about to burst!

He wanted to get away to save her, but Di Yun held him tightly, leaving him no time to spare!

In every exchange, Di Yun's palm strikes were like Mount Tai pressing down, forcing him into perilous situations!

After fighting Di Yun for a while, Zhang Tao's mentality completely collapsed, and his moves became increasingly impatient and full of flaws.

"A great opportunity!"

Di Yun's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he instantly seized upon the fatal flaw.

"Blood Blade Technique!"

With a low shout, the blood-red longsword on Di Yun's back was suddenly drawn.

A chilling blade of light tore through the night sky, and a bone-chilling aura rushed straight towards Zhang Tao's face!

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged wildly, converging on the blade.

In the instant the cold light flashed, the blood-red blade had already slashed across like lightning!

"Pfft—!"

Blood spurted out as Jian Wugui's arm shot skyward!

"Ah... Damn it! You deserve to die!"

Zhang Tao clutched his severed arm, letting out a mournful roar as blood gushed from between his fingers, staining half of his clothes red.

However, Di Yun did not give Zhang Tao any chance to catch his breath.

He pressed forward relentlessly, wielding a blood-stained blade, his swordplay becoming increasingly fierce and ruthless, each strike aimed directly at vital points!

With one arm gone, Zhang Tao's fighting ability was greatly reduced, and he could only parry in a sorry state, retreating repeatedly, facing constant danger.

If this continues, he will surely die!

"Ah—Xiyulou! I want you all dead!"

With his death imminent, Zhang Tao went mad and suddenly pulled out a jade talisman covered in runes given to him by the sect leader, then crushed it violently!

"Buzz—!"

A dazzling white light shot into the sky, and a spatial rift suddenly appeared. A terrifying pressure swept across the area, causing everyone present to feel a tightness in their chests!

"The aura of a Celestial Realm expert!"

A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd of spectators, their faces filled with horror.

Xing Luoyao stared at the spatial rift, her beautiful eyes suddenly narrowing: "It's here. The real battle has only just begun!"

The next moment, a figure in gray robes slowly stepped out of the crack, carrying a long sword on his back, his face cold and stern.

The overwhelming pressure of the Celestial Realm power emanated from him, making the air seem to freeze.

It was none other than Zhuge Xiu, the Grand Elder of the Qingyun Sect, who was at the early stage of the Celestial Realm!

Zhuge Xiu's gaze swept over the corpses scattered on the ground, and he saw the Third Elder Zhang Tao with his severed arm covered in blood.

Seeing that the Fourth Elder Wang Yuan was being driven to the brink of danger by Linghu Chong, his anger instantly overwhelmed his reason!

"Xiyu Tower, how dare you! You dare kill my Qingyun Sect disciples! Today, I will wipe you out, leaving not a single one alive!"

With a roar, Zhuge Xiu stomped his foot, and his figure shot towards Di Yun like a streak of light.

He wanted to save Zhang Tao first, and then slaughter these audacious ants!

But just as he moved, a detached voice suddenly rang out:

"If you want to get past me, you must first defeat me."

Before he finished speaking, a figure wearing a black robe with a gap in the waistband, a bamboo hat, and a bronze mask appeared out of thin air and blocked Zhuge Xiu's way—it was Yuan Tiangang!

Zhuge Xiu suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed.

He could sense that the other person also exuded the aura of the Celestial Realm.

Between celestial beings and immortals, unless the difference in strength is too great, or a terrestrial deity intervenes, it is virtually impossible to kill the other.

No one wants to fight to the death with a Celestial Realm expert unless absolutely necessary.

"Who are you? Are you also from the Drizzle Pavilion?"

Zhuge Xiu asked in a deep voice, his tone tinged with apprehension.

Yuan Tiangang stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze as indifferent as the stars: "You are not worthy to know."

Madness!

Zhuge Xiu was furious. He was the Grand Elder of the Qingyun Sect and a powerful expert in the early stage of the Celestial Realm. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Moreover, the Qingyun Sect disciples are currently suffering heavy casualties.

With the Third Elder and the Fourth Elder on the verge of death, he simply didn't have time to waste!

"It seems we have no choice but to have a showdown today!" Zhuge Xiu's eyes flashed with cold light.

"I am Zhuge Xiu, the Grand Elder of the Qingyun Sect. I welcome your expert skills!"

Before he finished speaking, the long sword on his back automatically unsheathed, transforming into a dazzling sword light that pierced straight at Yuan Tiangang's brow!

He had no time to waste any longer; he needed to finish the fight quickly, defeat the person in front of him, rescue his fellow disciples, and escape as soon as possible!

As for destroying the Drizzle Tower, that's not possible this time.

But just as the sword light was about to pierce Yuan Tiangang,

Zhuge Xiu's pupils suddenly contracted, and the arrogance on his face was instantly replaced by horror!