The reason why a hundred thousand troops can suppress Ghosts and Gods and suppress the mysterious is that once they get close, even the Divine Techniques of Yang God experts must be suppressed due to the effect of fate. However, when the Yang God experts cast their Divine Techniques ahead of the troops to block the path, their techniques had already been executed, and the troops were helpless.
Zhang Chen was unaware that due to his interference, Gu Mingyue and others' plan once again encountered a change.
Logically, Gu Mingyue should take the opportunity to split the Northern Land and separate from Yellow Heaven Dao, but who would have thought that a Godslayer incident would occur?
Of course, Gu Mingyue was not unprepared. He had already considered that after he split Yellow Heaven Dao from the Northern Land, the high authorities of Yellow Heaven Dao would surely use thunderous means to suppress him, so he had Prince Pingbian lead a hundred thousand troops here in preparation.
Prince Pingbian's army arrived, but unfortunately, before Gu Mingyue could split the orthodoxy, the Godslayer battle had already begun.
It can be said that Prince Pingbian's Mansion's army was prepared for Yellow Heaven Dao's Yang God level experts, as for participation in the Godslayer battle, it was but a lucky coincidence.
While Zhang Chen leisurely fished on the ice ship, the battlefield had already seen changes. Facing a melee of various experts, Gu Mingyue and Liu Feng finally fell into disadvantage.
Gu Mingyue suffered a blow from the Martial Dao's first person, and his arm exploded, then he didn't say a word and fled directly.
Cannot defeat!
Really cannot defeat!
The opponent had too many people, and they were all Bloodline Practitioners, although their realm couldn't match the Yang God experts, their combat power was not to be underestimated.
Especially with Xie Xuan holding him back and cooperating with the siege of the first Martial Dao person, Zhou Chuan, even though Gu Mingyue's skills were exceptional, he fell into disadvantage.
Although Gu Mingyue escaped, Xie Xuan and Zhou Chuan were also heavily injured.
At this time, there were still over twenty figures in the field surrounding Liu Feng. Although those twenty people were not Yang God experts, their combat power was as oppressive as a Zhong Xiang, and their strength could not be measured by realm, being extremely troublesome.
After fighting fiercely for half a day, those over twenty figures, although not defeating Liu Feng, managed to hold him back, buying time for Xie Xuan and Zhou Chuan.
Seeing Gu Mingyue escape, Zhou Chuan and Xie Xuan both freed their hands simultaneously and attacked Liu Feng. At this time, Liu Feng left the Miluo River, losing five percent of Miluo River's power boost, and he had just been enthroned and had not yet reunited with his Innate Divine Techniques, greatly diminishing his strength. Facing attacks from two great experts, and with the encirclement of over twenty other experts, he couldn't even escape.
When Liu Feng was punched back by Zhou Chuan once again, he looked at Zhou Chuan with disbelief: "Impossible! This is impossible! How can a martial artist's power reach this level?"
Zhou Chuan's power, although not equaling that of a Yang God, combined with the martial artist's powerful physique and strong Qi Blood, could now protect himself against a Yang God True Man and harm him.
Zhou Chuan smiled lightly: "How can you understand the mysteries of Martial Dao's Acupoints?"
"Don't push me, if I perish with you, nobody will have a good ending." Liu Feng's face was sullen, his voice somewhat fierce yet lacking confidence.
His enemies were more than just those before him; the fate of the Walking Flood Dragon and Dragon Transformation in the sky continually extracted the water from the Northern Land, even the moisture he summoned with difficulty was being continuously drawn away, greatly affecting the exertion of his strength, which was his greatest repression.
"Haha, perish together? Let's see if you have the ability to do so." Zhang Gaqi sneered coldly, then displayed his Innate Divine Techniques, an invisible wave spreading towards Liu Feng.
"Damn it, the Zhang Family's Ghost and God-Controlling Divine Techniques can command spirits, they are precisely the great enemy of my Yellow Heaven Dao. In the future, we must destroy the Zhang Family!" Liu Feng cursed out loud in anger.
Faced with Zhang Gaqi's Divine Techniques, he dared not underestimate it. The opponent's techniques were capable of commanding and controlling Yin Spirit Realm spirits. Although they couldn't capture and enslave him, they could affect his actions, bind his form, greatly impacting his reaction speed.
Another great battle erupted, and one must admit that powerful spirit beings were indeed fierce, killing till the skies and earth went dark and the sun and moon lost their light, as lightning and fire in the sky continuously clashed.
Until the fierce fighting persisted into the night, both sides were already exhausted. Seizing the cover of night, Xie Xuan, with a black nail appearing unknowingly in his hand, no more than the size of a thumb, pitch-black and emanating dark mist. With a slight activation, the nail cut through the void and pierced into Liu Feng's body before he could react.
"Puchi~"
Liu Feng's body froze in place, suddenly surrounded by black mist. Those black mists, like Spiritual Snakes, constantly drilled back and forth within Liu Feng's body.
"It's time to end this." Xie Xuan's voice was filled with fatigue, all the battles earlier today were for this critical strike.
"You despicable cowardly lot, I'm going to fight to the death with you! Even if I die, I won't let you have it easy."
Liu Feng's face turned cold, and in the next moment, his body shone brightly with Divine Light, his entire form like porcelain cracking, emitting numerous fissures.
"Be careful, he's going to self-detonate!"
Seeing this, everyone's expressions drastically changed, each searching for cover to hide.
'Boom~'
A huge explosion like muffled thunder echoed throughout the Northern Land.
Blue blood and fragments of flesh exploded in the air, spreading in all directions.
"You all wait, the divine blood on you has been marked by me, once I restore my Primordial Qi, I will surely slaughter you all." Liu Feng, using the shockwave of the explosion, his shattered soul wrapped by the Divine Position, headed to the Miluo River.
As long as he returned to the Miluo River, he could leverage the power of the river for revival, gaining absolute counterattack strength. Within the Miluo River, he was the supreme God!
He dared not return to the Daoist Temple for the final step, as he was certain that if he returned to the temple, those people would not spare him; they would definitely storm the temple and massacre the entire Huangli Temple.
Liu Feng self-detonated his Divine Body, and within a ten-mile radius, it was as if a thunderstorm had swept through, turning all vegetation to ash. Except for Xie Xuan, Zhou Chuan, and another three to five people who survived, everyone else perished in the explosion.
Over there, Zhou Chuan, drenched in blood, held Liu Feng's arm and bizarrely swallowed it, exuding an indescribable ferocity.
As he consumed the Divine Blood, Zhou Chuan's aura mysteriously transformed, his vast Qi Blood drew inward, and his entire skin turned crimson. Suddenly, in his body, light spots appeared, each seemingly hiding a bottomless cavern, with thin streams flowing between each cavern like small rivers, linking all the acupoints together.
And those myriad-sized light spots on Zhou Chuan's body, numbering in the dozens, under the stimulation of the Divine Blood lit up, crazily devouring the power of the Divine Blood.
"Acupoints! So these are acupoints?" Xie Xuan looked at the bright spots on Zhou Chuan's body, a glint of intense interest in his eyes.
At this moment, the sound of wind and thunder rose from within Zhou Chuan's body, and in the next moment, his skin began to shed, a water-blue thunder vibrated within, lighting up dozens more points. Dozens of acupoints were opened by the thunder vibration.
And now, a mysterious rhythm continuously rose and twined within his body, causing Zhou Chuan's flesh to undergo an inexplicable change, turning from red to purple.
"Divine blood indeed prolongs the Martial Dao's path. I must retreat for seclusion; the pursuit of Liu Feng will be left to you. We cannot allow Liu Feng to continue living. If this guy restores to peak state, becoming a complete God, we'll all have a big problem." Zhou Chuan said before delving into the deep mountains, disappearing into the night.
Xie Xuan, after consuming the divine blood and using ice to seal the pieces of flesh, transformed into a stream of light, pursuing toward the Miluo River's direction.
As Zhang Chen lounged on the Ice Ship fishing leisurely, the battlefield had already shifted dramatically. Facing the mass brawl of experts from various routes, Gu Mingyue and Liu Feng finally found themselves at a disadvantage.
"You just wait, you all have been tainted with the blood of the divine. In the end, none of you will come to a good ending."
"Is it over?" Xie Xuan's voice was filled with fatigue. All the fighting from earlier today was meant for this critical moment's strike.
He didn't dare return to the Daoist Temple for the final step because he feared they would slaughter the entire Huangli Temple.
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