Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Yuan Tiangang's aura suddenly erupted, no longer the restrained and peaceful aura he had before.

Instead, it was a vast and boundless pressure, like a deep abyss.

This oppressive force was like Mount Tai pressing down, instantly enveloping Zhuge Xiu and slowing his movements by half a step!

"How is that possible?!"

Zhuge Xiu was shocked and cried out in surprise.

Before he could react, Yuan Tiangang did not move, but simply raised his foot and kicked Zhuge Xiu in the chest with seemingly slow but incredibly precise movements!

"Bang—!"

With a muffled thud, Zhuge Xiu was struck as if by a heavy blow, and his entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

It slammed hard onto the distant pavilion, causing the entire pavilion to collapse with a roar!

"Cough...cough..."

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Zhuge Xiu scrambled to his feet, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The look in their eyes as they gazed at Yuan Tiangang was filled with apprehension and horror.

He never expected that the person in front of him was more powerful than him, but he couldn't sense exactly how much more powerful.

"Since you're here, why not stay?"

Yuan Tiangang's indifferent voice rang out, and with a flash, he rushed towards Zhuge Xiu.

As his sleeves fluttered, countless star-shaped runes appeared, transforming into a sky-filling killing array that trapped Zhuge Xiu within!

Zhuge Xiu gritted his teeth and roared, desperately swinging his longsword to defend himself, but Yuan Tiangang's strength far surpassed his.

With each collision, his blood and qi surged, and several deep, bone-revealing wounds quickly appeared on his body.

The battle between the two quickly escalated to a fever pitch!

Just then, a piercing scream came from the other side!

"No--!"

Zhang Tao used his last bit of strength to try to activate his internal energy and self-destruct, but Di Yun beheaded him with a single stroke!

Blood spurted into the sky, a head rolled to the ground, and resentment and bitterness lingered in its eyes.

"Third brother!"

When Zhuge Xiu saw this scene, his eyes widened in horror, and he was overcome with grief!

Before they could recover from the death of the Third Elder Zhang Tao, they heard:

"Elder, save me!"

"Elder! This disciple doesn't want to die!"

"Help us! The people from the Drizzle Pavilion are devils!"

The remaining disciples of the Qingyun Sect had collapsed, and their cries of despair were incessant.

They were driven to the brink of despair by Jing Ke, Nie Zheng, and others, covered in blood and barely able to stand.

He could only roar desperately in the direction of Zhuge Xiu, his eyes filled with a desperate plea.

The two remaining Void Realm elders were terrified, struggling to defend themselves while shouting at the top of their lungs:

"Elder! Use your trump cards now! It might be too late if you delay any longer!"

These heart-wrenching cries pierced Zhuge Xiu's heart like steel needles.

He suddenly broke free from Yuan Tiangang's attack, disregarding his own injuries, and suddenly opened his arms, rapidly forming hand seals!

The remaining spiritual energy around him surged violently, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Clearly, he was about to use his last trump card, intending to escape this desperate situation with Wang Yuan and the remaining disciples!

"Trying to leave? Too late!"

Yuan Tiangang snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly sharpening. How could he allow someone who had provoked the Eternal Night Heaven to escape?

Yuan Tiangang raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike, the Myriad Transformations Divine Palm carrying immense divine power.

The palm strike was as swift as lightning, breaking through Zhuge Xiu's spiritual energy barrier in an instant and slamming into his back!

"Pfft—!" Zhuge Xiu groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his hand seal movements abruptly halted.

Unsteady on his feet, he staggered forward and nearly fell to his knees.

This scene instantly silenced the battlefield below.

All eyes were focused on the fierce battle between the Celestial Realm experts.

At this moment, Yuan Tiangang held a significant advantage, so why would he give his opponent a chance to breathe?

He moved like lightning, closing in on his opponent, and then delivered another powerful kick!

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking was clearly audible, and Zhuge Xiu was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

It crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Linghu Chong!" Yuan Tiangang's voice was icy cold and deafening.

"Show no mercy, execute Wang Yuan swiftly!"

His gaze then swept over Jing Ke, Nie Zheng, and the others, his tone icy cold: "The rest, kill them all! Leave no one alive!"

"Yes, sir!"

The crowd shouted in unison, their voices booming like thunder!

Linghu Chong's eyes flashed with cold light, his longsword hummed, and his sword intent instantly soared to its peak!

Previously he had held back somewhat, but now, upon hearing Yuan Tiangang's order, he no longer showed any mercy.

The longsword struck like lightning, aiming straight for Wang Yuan's throat!

Wang Yuan was already being forced to retreat by Linghu Chong, and now seeing that Zhuge Xiu was powerless to fight back,

Upon hearing Yuan Tiangang's ruthless order to kill, he was immediately filled with terror!

He swiftly withdrew and retreated, narrowly avoiding Linghu Chong's fatal blow, his face contorted with rage and ferocity.

He roared angrily at Linghu Chong, "Xiyu Tower! Don't push your luck!"

"My Qingyun Sect is a top-tier power in the Eastern Region! If you dare to slaughter us today, my sect's patriarch will personally intervene."

"When the time comes, I will tear your Xiyu Tower to pieces, leaving not a single one alive!!"

After these threatening words, Linghu Chong and the others all sneered.

Linghu Chong glanced indifferently at Wang Yuan, his tone full of disdain:

"How dare a dying man speak so arrogantly here?"

"Let alone whether your ancestor, who has lived for who knows how many years, is still alive."

"Even if he were still alive, and he really came, my Fine Rain Pavilion would have no fear!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Linghu Chong's sword aura surged another three points!

He used his movement technique to its fullest extent, his figure turning into a fleeting afterimage. His longsword bypassed Wang Yuan's panicked parry and pierced into his dantian with the precision of a viper's tongue!

"Pfft—!"

The excruciating pain of his dantian shattering caused Wang Yuan to let out a piercing scream.

"ah--!

His spiritual energy instantly dissipated, and he collapsed to the ground.

Linghu Chong twisted his wrist, drew his longsword, creating a cloud of blood mist, and then slashed backhand!

A head flew into the sky, its eyes still filled with deep fear and resentment.

On the other side, Jing Ke, Nie Zheng, and the other four, upon hearing Yuan Tiangang's order, were like tigers among sheep, their killing intent boiling over!

Yao Li's short spear pierced through a disciple's chest.

Zhuan Zhu's dagger slashed through Elder Dongxu's neck.

Yu Rang's longsword swept across, cleaving three Grandmaster-level disciples in two!

Screams rose and fell as the remaining members of the Qingyun Sect in Qingzhou City were annihilating at a visible rate!

Yuan Tiangang then walked step by step toward Zhuge Xiu, who was lying on the ground.

His steps were slow, yet incredibly heavy; each step he took...

It felt as if he were stepping on the heart of Elder Jian Zhuge Xiu, making him feel cold all over and even making it difficult to breathe.

Zhuge Xiu looked into Yuan Tiangang's indifferent, unwavering eyes, which were filled with despair.

He tried to struggle to get up, but found that all his bones were broken and he couldn't muster any strength.

"You...you can't kill me! My Qingyun Sect..."

"Noisy."

Yuan Tiangang coldly uttered two words, raised his palm, and the star divination runes in his palm flickered.

A terrifying surge of spiritual energy was about to descend, ready to end Zhuge Xiu's life!

But at this critical moment, an indescribable and terrifying pressure swept over Yuan Tiangang, causing time to stand still for several seconds!

A dark spatial rift suddenly appeared in the sky!

The next moment, an invisible force emerged from the crack and violently pulled Zhuge Xiu, who was lying on the ground, into it!

"Whoosh!"

Zhuge Xiu's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

The spatial rift slowly closed, and an aged and venomous voice echoed from the void, resounding throughout the entire battlefield:

"Fine Rain Pavilion! This grudge! My Qingyun Sect will remember it! The day the spiritual energy recovers will be the day you all perish!!"