The War of the Gods in the Great Void God King

Ye Qingxian's words severed a sliver of hope for the Taoist sect.

Despair, like ice, instantly froze the hearts of all the Daoist cultivators, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in deathly silence and desolation.

In a corner of the battlefield, Jiang Fan stood quietly, observing the entire unfolding events with a cold eye.

If he continues to stay here, he will only be caught up in endless strife, and his Golden Dragon King bloodline and heaven-defying opportunities will be completely exposed to everyone, which will lead to endless troubles.

While everyone's attention was focused on the fierce battle, and no one paid any attention to him.

Jiang Fan slightly turned his body and disappeared into the shadows of the crowd. He walked slowly and silently out of the battlefield and quickly headed towards the secluded stone house where he lived.

He was packing his bags to leave this soon-to-be-extinct Taoist sect for good.

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Blood soaked the entire training ground, and the roar of battle echoed throughout the mountain. The crisis of the Tianyuan Dao Sect's annihilation was becoming increasingly imminent and irreversible.

Elder Wang was covered in wounds, his clothes were torn and stained with blood, and his Foundation Establishment spiritual power was on the verge of being exhausted.

Several Foundation Establishment elders from the martial arts sect surrounded him tightly, their moves fierce and ruthless, each strike aimed directly at Elder Wang's vital points, giving him no chance to breathe.

The other Taoist elders were also injured and weak, and their defenses, which they had been struggling to maintain, had long since crumbled and were in disarray.

The sect's destruction could happen in an instant.

Just as the Taoist sect was suffering a complete defeat and the martial sect was preparing to utterly massacre its members—

From deep within the clouds high in the sky, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended.

A dull, deafening roar erupted from the mountaintop, shaking the surrounding mountains.

The entire sky darkened instantly, a howling wind swept across the mountains and fields, and a thick spiritual energy poured down from the mountaintop, firmly enveloping the entire Taoist mountain.

This oppressive aura far exceeded the limits that a Foundation Establishment cultivator could control; the difference in their cultivation levels was immediately apparent.

Everyone instinctively looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with extreme terror and disbelief.

"Core Formation...it's the aura of a Core Formation cultivator!"

Elder Wang's voice trembled, filled with extreme fear, and he was almost in despair.

Qi cultivation, foundation building, and core formation.

Core Formation experts are different from Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators. They have condensed their own Golden Core and are completely superior to Foundation Establishment cultivators. They are the true top combat force of a sect.

For decades, no Core Formation cultivator had ever been born in the vicinity of Yangchun City. No one could have imagined that they would appear in the Daoist sect today.

The thick clouds slowly parted, and a tall figure in a black robe slowly appeared from the sky.

He was surrounded by spiritual energy, his black hair moved without wind, his figure was majestic, and his gaze looked down at the earth, indifferent and ruthless.

This person is none other than the martial arts sect leader who has been in hiding for many years and rarely appears in the world, a true Core Formation old monster!

"Greetings, Sect Leader!"

The martial arts disciples and elders below all bowed and knelt respectfully, their previous murderous aura transformed into reverence for their sect leader.

The old monster, who had reached the Core Formation stage, coldly swept his gaze across the battlefield below, a scene of utter devastation and bloodshed.

His gaze finally settled on the heavily wounded and dead Daoist cultivators. His voice was low and hoarse, carrying an indifferent disdain for ants, as he said:

"The feud between my martial arts sect and the Taoist sect is now completely settled."

As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying pressure from the Core Formation stage surged again, crushing down fiercely.

As the Core Formation spiritual power spread out, all the disciples and elders of the Tianyuan Dao Sect were forcibly imprisoned.

Even Elder Wang, who was at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, trembled all over in the face of this Core Formation power, despite the difference in their cultivation levels.

"A Core Formation stage expert... is a true cultivator..."

"Our Taoist sect... is truly doomed today..."

Many Taoist disciples suffered mental breakdowns, their eyes lost all light, leaving only endless darkness and despair.

With the Core Formation expert personally taking action, no one in the entire Daoist sect could stop him.

On the high platform, Ye Qingxian, who was always calm and composed, finally showed a slight change in her expression.

She gazed at the black-robed figure above the clouds and said softly, "It's quite unexpected that the leader of the Yangchun City Martial Sect has personally taken action."

Ling Feng, standing to the side, looked tense and filled with apprehension: "Senior Sister, a Core Formation expert has emerged. This place is far too dangerous; we should leave immediately!"

"No need."

Ye Qingxian gently shook her head, her gaze still fixed on the battlefield, calm and composed.

"The leader of the martial arts sect has his own principles and bottom line. He will not provoke the people of my Yuntian Sect for no reason. Just observe with peace of mind."

High in the clouds, the martial arts sect leader, his eyes cold and filled with killing intent, spoke in a chilling voice:

"You sent your sect leader to secretly and despicably set up a scheme, colluding with others to plot against me and sabotage my opportunity."

"This enmity is irreconcilable and cannot be resolved."

"Today, I will destroy the foundation of your sect and completely eradicate the Daoist sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and formed a hand seal in mid-air.

Vast and pure Core Formation spiritual power frantically gathered in his palm, condensing into a dark and profound blade of destructive light, which slashed fiercely down towards the foundation of the sect's main hall and protective formation.

"Everyone, unleash your full power! Activate the sect's protective formation and defend the mountain gate to the death!"

Elder Wang's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, using the last bit of spiritual power in his body.

All the surviving Taoist elders simultaneously formed hand seals, burning their own spiritual power and pouring it all into the core of the sect's grand formation in the heart of the territory.

"Buzz!"

A deep, resonant hum echoed through the mountain gate, and a layer of cyan light illuminated the entire Tianyuan Dao Sect mountain. The array patterns of the sect's protective formation shimmered with faint light, and the sect's protective formation, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, was fully activated, firmly protecting the entire sect's territory.

The next instant, the destructive light blade crashed down.

A deafening roar erupted, the Taoist mountain shook violently, and cracks and fissures tore open in the ground.

The protective array that had guarded the Taoist sect for a hundred years trembled violently, the surface array patterns slowly cracked and dissipated, and the cyan light curtain was covered with dense cracks, teetering on the verge of collapse.

"I can't hold on... I simply can't hold on."

The elders suffered a backlash from the spiritual energy, collectively vomiting blood, their bodies swaying precariously, their auras waning.

The protective formation activated by Foundation Establishment cultivators is extremely fragile in the face of the destructive offensive of Core Formation experts, and it is only a matter of time before it is broken.

If the attack continues, the great formation will inevitably be completely shattered, at which point the Taoist sect's mountain gate will be destroyed and it will be utterly annihilated.

Utter despair completely enveloped the entire Taoist sect.

Meanwhile, in the small stone house next to Zhang Tao's residence.

Having avoided the fighting on the battlefield, Jiang Fan was quickly packing his simple belongings.

The roar of the outside world, the trembling of the mountains, and the oppressive aura of the Core Formation old monster were all clearly transmitted into the room.

Jiang Fan knew perfectly well that the complete annihilation of the Tianyuan Dao Sect was a foregone conclusion.

He had to take advantage of the faction's protective formation still being able to hold on, and the fact that everyone was preoccupied with the crisis of annihilation and had no time to spare, to immediately escape down the mountain and get away from this place of trouble.

But just as he finished packing and was about to push open the door and leave...

A cold, familiar figure stood silently outside the stone house, completely blocking all his escape routes.

It's Zhang Tao.

This seemingly gentle and honest elder, who was in charge of miscellaneous affairs, had been secretly following and monitoring Jiang Fan all the way, and had been waiting here for a long time.