Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Di Shitian and Wu Wudi exchanged a glance, then said nothing more.

All eyes were fixed on the Left Protector and Yun Feiyang below.

"Enough with the nonsense. Now that you're here, go and die in the void."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two simultaneously activated their spiritual power.

A powerful spatial force instantly enveloped the Left Protector and Yun Feiyang.

Without further ado, they pulled the two of them into the void battlefield.

In an instant, only cultivators at or below the Celestial Realm level from both sides remained on the ground, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

Li Maozhen glanced at the opposite side and quickly counted the number of people:

Yunshan, at the peak of the Celestial Realm; Yunling, at the late stage of the Celestial Realm; plus three elders of the Yunlan Sect at the mid-stage of the Celestial Realm.

There are also seven elders from the Wind and Thunder Pavilion: one at the peak of the Celestial Realm and one at the late stage of the Celestial Realm.

He turned to look at Jiang Yuyan, Hei Bai Wuchang, and Wang Teng, his tone crisp:

"Those seven celestial beings are to be left to the five of us."

"Those Void Transformation and Nirvana Realm weaklings below are yours to deal with, the four of you."

"Understood," Jiang Yuyan and the other three nodded in response.

"Let's do it!"

At Li Maozhen's command, the nine men leaped forward and charged towards the opposite side.

Upon seeing this, Yunshan's expression changed slightly, and he gave a stern order:

"Everyone, follow me and kill!"

After saying that, he led Yunling and six other Celestial Elders and charged forward, instantly closing the distance between them.

Just as the two sides were about to collide, Jiang Yuyan, Chang Haoling, Chang Xuanling, and Wang Teng suddenly plummeted.

He charged straight towards the group of Yunlan Sect disciples at the Void and Nirvana realms below.

Li Maozhen, Hou Qing, Hanba, Li Siyuan, and Zhu Youwen instantly dispersed from five different directions.

He surrounded Yunshan and the other seven people, unleashing his full cultivation without reservation.

Yunshan and the elder at the peak of the Celestial Realm changed their expressions drastically.

Only then did they realize the opponent's strength—three peak Celestial Realm experts and two late-stage Celestial Realm experts!

"Oh no!" Yunshan exclaimed in alarm, trying to dodge, but it was too late.

Li Maozhen rapidly formed hand seals, and golden phantoms of Gu worms appeared around his body. A sound wave spread out like ripples on water.

"Phantom sounds disturb the mind!"

Hou Qing drew his bone flute from his waist, the flute glowing with a blood-red light, and unleashed a fierce attack:

"Bloodthirsty Slash!"

The drought demon roared to the sky, its sound carrying waves of heat that swept across all directions.

"The Drought Demon howls!"

Li Siyuan was enveloped in raging lightning, and with a single palm strike, thunder roared:

"Five Thunder Palm!"

Zhu Youwen formed a hand seal, and a gigantic, pitch-black seal descended from the sky, its oppressive power terrifying:

"Ghost King's Seal!"

Five powerful moves erupted simultaneously, and surging spiritual energy swept across the entire Youmu Ridge.

Leaves and branches flew everywhere, the ground trembled, and the force blasted towards the seven people from Yunshan.

"Quickly, form a defensive formation!" Yunshan's expression changed drastically, and he roared fiercely.

The seven dared not delay for a moment, and used all their spiritual power to condense a circular spiritual power shield in front of them.

boom!

Five attacks slammed into the protective shield, producing a deafening explosion.

The seemingly sturdy shield shattered after only a few breaths.

The seven people from Yunshan took several steps back in unison, their chests heaving violently and their blood surging.

Apart from Yunshan and the elder at the peak of the Celestial Realm who barely managed to stabilize himself, the remaining five all had blood trickling from the corners of their mouths and suffered minor injuries.

Before they could catch their breath, Li Maozhen and his group of five attacked again, and a chaotic battle erupted among the twelve Celestials.

Meanwhile, in the mountains and forests below.

Jiang Yuyan, Hei Bai Wuchang, and Wang Teng had already rushed into the midst of the more than two hundred disciples of the Yunlan Sect.

"Wedding Dress Divine Palm!"

Jiang Yuyan's palm glowed with crimson spiritual energy, and she struck out with astonishing power.

"Impermanence binds life!"

Hei Wuchang swung out his chains, aiming straight for his disciple's vitals.

"Thousand Corpse Poison Palm!"

Bai Wuchang's palm strikes are poisonous; any touch will cause injury.

"Golden罡 Fist!"

Wang Teng's eyes were bloodshot, and his fist, filled with endless hatred, slammed out fiercely.

"Ah~!"

Screams rang out one after another.

All four were at the Celestial Realm level, making them capable of dealing with these Void Transformation and Nirvana Realm disciples.

Like a dimensional reduction attack, it knocked the crowd off their feet in an instant.

"Not good! They are all experts at the Celestial Realm; we are no match for them!"

The Yunlan Sect disciples panicked instantly, and their formation was thrown into chaos.

An elder at the peak of Nirvana Realm, his face deathly pale, shouted sharply:

"Hold on! Everyone, form the 'Wind Slash Killing Formation'! Quickly!"

"yes!"

Suppressing their fear, the disciples quickly divided into seven teams, each channeling their spiritual power into the seven Nirvana Elders in front of them.

The seven Nirvana Realm elders rapidly formed hand seals and shouted in unison:

"Rending Wind Killing Formation! Activate!"

The formation was instantly completed, and countless sharp wind blades condensed within it.

A raging sea of ​​wind blades formed, sweeping wildly towards Jiang Yuyan and her companions.

The four of them quickly circulated their spiritual power to resist the continuous wind blades, and were temporarily restrained.

"The three of you, work together to break this formation!" Wang Teng shouted in a deep voice.

Jiang Yuyan and the Black and White Impermanence nodded in unison: "Okay!"

The four of them no longer held back, their spiritual power surging as they combined their strength to unleash a powerful attack towards the center of the formation.

boom!

A deafening explosion rang out. The Yunlan Sect members had ultimately underestimated the strength of the Celestial Realm cultivators. Even with the combined power of their formations, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

A violent shockwave of spiritual energy swept across, blasting more than two hundred disciples away. They crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood, and the formation collapsed instantly.

Wang Teng's eyes were bloodshot, his killing intent soaring to the heavens. He leaped into the crowd, each punch carrying a relentless, suicidal hatred.

"Today, I will use your blood to pay tribute to the souls of my Wang family!"

"Thunder Lion Fist!"

The wind from his fists carried lightning and the roar of a lion. With each strike, a disciple fell to the ground, screams echoing everywhere. Wang Teng had completely gone berserk.

Jiang Yuyan, Hei Bai Wuchang, and the other two did not join the fight.

Instead, they spread out in three directions, blocking all escape routes and preventing any member of the Yunlan Sect from escaping.

They all knew the deep-seated hatred in Wang Teng's heart, and tacitly gave him room for revenge, allowing him to kill to his heart's content.

……

Meanwhile, in the void battlefield.

The battle between Xiong Ba and Feng Lingxu has already begun.

Feng Lingxu moved his feet and unleashed the Wind and Thunder Pavilion's movement technique, "Three Thousand Thunder Movements".

His figure transformed into a bolt of lightning, instantly appearing before Xiong Ba.

His fist, crackling with violent lightning, slammed out: "Thunderbolt Fist!"

Instead of retreating, Xiong Ba advanced, raising his hand to counterattack, his voice radiating chilling energy: "Heavenly Frost Fist!"

boom!

The two fists collided fiercely, and spiritual energy exploded. Both of them swayed and staggered back dozens of steps.

Feng Lingxu was filled with astonishment and doubt. He was a peak-level Land Immortal, while his opponent was only a late-stage Land Immortal.

However, after exchanging blows, he felt as if he were facing a powerful opponent of the same level.

"How can you be so strong?" Feng Lingxu stared at Xiong Ba, a hint of fear in his eyes.

Xiong Ba snorted coldly, his tone icy: "That only proves your weakness. Today, I will send you down to join everyone in the Wind and Thunder Pavilion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Ba launched his attack, his fingertips gathering spiritual energy with unparalleled ferocity:

"Three divine fingers!"

The force shot towards the wind, the sharp wind stinging one's cheeks.

Feng Lingxu dared not be careless and unleashed both palms simultaneously: "Gale Palm!"

The force of the palm strike and the power of the fingers collided and exploded with a deafening roar.

Feng Lingxu ultimately underestimated the power of this move. A tremendous force surged through him, causing his blood and qi to churn, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He steadied himself, his face grim, and his hands rapidly formed hand seals, his body a fusion of lightning and wind-attribute spiritual energy:

"Three Thousand Thunder Illusionary Bodies!"

In an instant, two illusory bodies identical to Feng Lingxu appeared.

Although its strength is two minor realms lower than the original body, its combat power is still considerable.

Three figures surrounded Xiong Ba, trapping him in the middle.

The illusory body unleashed the power of lightning, while the main body controlled the power of wind. The combined wind and lightning attacked Xiong Ba with frenzy.

Under the combined attack of the three, Xiong Ba dodged and weaved, and although he was not injured for the time being, he gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.